Amuro doesn't have too many people he cares for that could suddenly disappear. A friend or two, sure, but no one extremely important. He hasn't seen his family in a couple of years, and partners... Well, they come and go. Usually, the rocket didn't stick for too long either.

He had been given one of the many flyers that have been forced on people lately earlier this morning. 'Have you seen my sister?' It had this question written in bold, large letters. It was a question he's been hearing repeatedly this past two weeks with a minor change or two, but it still mostly the same. It was annoying, and one time he barely even managed to mask his irritated expression when he'd been asked this question– yet still, his interest has been piqued. There was no point in denying that.

It seemed as if lady luck played to Amuro's side today.

A man who seemed to be in a rush entered the Pokecenter he was currently staying in and announced that he was in need of a partner to find some of these lost sisters and brothers of people he didn't know.
"Wait up!" His tone was loud enough to reach Kim's ears from where he sat, but it wasn't a shout by any means. The brunet rose from his seat afterwards, careful not to waste another precious moment. He intended to follow Kim into the cold. One thing was for sure, he had no idea where they needed to go.

It wasn't in Amuro's nature to help strangers... But then again, whoever this guy was– he was cute. Someone Amuro wouldn't mind joining on an adventure.

Oh, and yeah. He was definitely still interested to see why people were missing.
Definitely.

"So. Do you know where are we going or are you just winging it?"

The brunet listened and took in the batch of information with haste, his head nodding every now and then. He wasn't sure why, but it felt as if this guy was in a real rush– and the thought that he might've lost someone hasn't even crossed Amuro's mind until now. Now that it did, he had to question if he really wanted to be here.

He wasn't good at comforting people, and he found it to be mostly embarrassing for both parties involved– well, at least when he was the one doing the comforting part. Nonetheless, this was still a lesson for the future. He shouldn't follow after every cute guy who needs some help.

"Mm... No questions!" The rocket finally confirmed with a short smile that disappeared in the same quickness that it had arrived, "Oh, I do have one. Just one. What's your name?" An important question, but not one that was going to affect their progress. He was eager to continue and see what they could find as well.

Speaking of which, while they're on the move, Amuro retrieves the Pokeball of his Houndoom and sends him out. The canine Pokemon grumbles because of the weather, but joins them in the cold road all the same. It's more than capable of keeping up with the two of them.

"I am Amuro." There was no time for handshaking, he assumed.

Politics was a foreign subject for Amuro. He never kept up with it. It was one of the many things the rocket paid no attention to. He preferred to live his life (mostly) stress-free.

The Porygon arriving so suddenly almost startles the brunet, but he brushes the surprise off with a shake of his head. They had business to tend to. Or rather... People to rescue, maybe? It was weird to think that he was actually on the 'helping' side this time.

The sound of a roar echoed, and Amuro could bet money that whatever was the cause for it was also responsible for people going missing. It didn't sound friendly, that much was sure. From there, Kim began to lead the way– but they paused not too long afterwards. "Huh, why did we stop?"

Oh. He thought he was going to go back on his decision. Truthfully, it might've been smart to do so– but Amuro wasn't the type to back away from a challenge, and this certainly sounded like one! "Nah. I am in!" He picked up his pace, and so did his Houndoom. They had people to rescue.

This still felt weird for him, but not really in a bad way. Just an unfamiliar one.

Rockets will be rockets.

Amuro cared a lot less about stopping the avalanche than he did for simply... Well, escaping it. Two pokeballs are retrieved, and from them a tall Gallade and an eager Salamence escape. "Take us away, Gallade." Amuro's request is a simple one, and the psychic-type follows it almost immediately. They're teleported elsewhere while the dragon-type begins to fly– clearly enjoying itself more than it should.

The recent addition to Amuro's team wasn't very familiar with fear, or danger. It knew only two things: flight and food. Amuro still haven't figured out which of those the Salamence liked more. Houndoom, however, was not as confident as either Gallade or Salamence. It slid down the slope scarriedly, but made it down in time due to the help of Kim's pokemons.
As the blizzard ensued, Amuro issued another command, "Salamence, Use Flamethrower! Don't let him win!" With a roar, the dragon did just that. Its maw opened and flames shot out in a continuous stream, intending to aid the Volcarona in this battle of ice & fire.

Alas, even together it seemed like the blizzard wouldn't be stopped so easily. This Abomasnow was stronger than Amuro expected.

They had to try something different or else they'll be a part of the pokemon's dinner today.

"Houndoom, aim for the leg!" The canine-pokemon barked in protest, almost if pleading at its trainer to ask for something else– anything. It lacked the confidence that was needed to act fast when it mattered, but Amuro had faith in him all the same. With the clash of fire and ice continuing Houndoom finally made its approach. Although slow at first, it eventually broke into a sprint - headed towards the ice-type Pokemon.

Upon arrival, it bit at the frost tree's ankle furiously, but more importantly? Its bite carried intense flames– strong enough to avert the pokemon's attention and stop the blizzard. It was all the Vocarona and Salamence needed. As soon as the storm died out, their fire reached both the Houndoom and Abomasnow, striking them both the same.

The heat of course was absorbed by the canine and it suffered no damage– but the ice-type was not as fortunate. It was defeated.