The man’s gaze lifted off the reports when he hear a soft voice ring out to see a young woman waving. He whispered something under his breath before returning the greeting with a small wave of his own. “No,” he lied, hiding his annoyance behind his typical placid expression and rather flat tone, “Not really. Just been looking through these files in hopes to find some kind of lead on where to start.” Upon coming closer to the woman, he noticed this wasn’t a person he has met before. Not that he was surprised or knows everyone in Hoenn. It was just, he has been running into acquaintances quit frequently lately and was expecting someone he knew.

Folding the papers neatly and shoving them in his pockets, the man extended his hand to offer a soft hand shake. “The name is Maverick,” he introduced himself, unsure if she knew who he was or not, “I don’t think we have meet before.” If they have, Maverick doesn’t remember. It wouldn’t surprise them though. With everything going on around Hoenn twenty four seven, he tends to forget a lot of things often.

With formalities out of the way, the scarred man would be quick to start the search. His gaze would looked over the area, unsure of where to start. “Any idea’s where we should our search?” He had an array of creatures with him, from flying to ground. He had canine’s for days to help use scents, if they had one. The possibilities were endless. But, Maverick didn’t know where his mission partner wanted to start or if she already had a game plan.

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The trainer paid no mind to odd behaviors from the woman whether she made them obvious or not. He has met his fair share of strange characters and tended not to care of judge anymore. After all, it was unlikely that they would ever meet again after this. In fact, after their handshake greetings his own hands retreated to his pockets more out of habit than anything else. “Nice to meet you,” was all he said.

His warm colored orbs followers where he assumed her gaze looked. To his surprised, she had already assumed the worse for this man who has disappeared. “Harsh,” he mumbled, sighing and shrugging his shoulders, “But true. Explains why no one has heard form him.” He turned to scan Mt Prye, searching for a possible location where a landslides might have killed the man.

“What about over there?” He offered, left hand pulled from his pocket and pointed to a possible location far off in the distance, “I don’t know much about landslides but it looks like loose rumble over there.” Honestly, the man didn't really care what happened to this hiker. It was his job to find him dead or alive either way.

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Small talk wasn’t the scarred man strong suit. He was often times the lone wolf. But after Selena’s disappearance and Eva’s taken status, the man has came to turns that maybe that was one of the reason why he couldn’t connect with them. He was too socially awkward. It was something he needed to work on along with many things.

As the began to walk in the direction of the possible landslide, homura was the one to start the conversation. Secretly, he was thankful. “Yeah,” he admitted to her with a soft sigh, but didn’t look at her for fear of misstepping and falling to his death, “I often came here. I love fire types. Always looking for houndours and houndooms.” He paused for a moment, wondering if he should mention his garden. On second thought, he probably shouldn’t. “How about you? Do you come here often?”

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The man continued the track along the mountain side looking for this missing person, wondering what could have happened to this person. Although his search partner seemed sure they were dead, something told the man they weren’t. Speaking of partner, the silence that filled the air after his inquiry made the man turn to see why the woman suddenly turned quite. To his disbelief, no one was with him when he turned to face her. His brow rose in shock, gaze flickered the mountain side in hopes to see a figure move. But after a quick scan, not one was spotted. Was he really that bad?

“Great.” Maverick mumbled to himself, taking in a deep breath and rolling his eyes. Not only did he have to find the person missing on the report, but apparently he had to find his mission partner too. How annoying. Reaching into his pack, the man summoned a few creature forth. The first was his beloved six foot seven hell hound, Azula. Next to her were three other canines. A fluffy canine that matched her stature was Evo. The arcanine stood proudly, cream colored mane shifting in the breeze like it was all planned out. The other two were the same species as the hell hound, but more of the normal sized. Both of them, looked to their master for instructions.

Letting out a loud sigh, the man approached the arcanine while commanding the others. “Azula, Tobias, and Zaheer. Search the mountain for any humans. If you find anything, call. If not, return to me.” Maverick hoisted himself onto the back of the arcanine, adjusting his placement and weight to be sure not to hinder the arcanine’s movements. “Keep an eye open and be safe.” His gaze lifted to the trio of houndoom’s, each of them gave their own little motion or noise to indicate they understood what he said. “Good. Let’s go!” With that, the four of them fanned out in search for two missing humans. Maverick direction the alanine to head towards the top, letting the other three canine’s search in whatever direction the choice.

A few hours had pass and still, no sign of anything. That was, until a howl erupted into the sky. Both Maverick and Evo turned in the direction it came from, taking notes that it came from their west. Reaching forward, the man tapped the arcanine’s side of his neck and mumbled “Go”. And in not time at all, the burnt scarred man arrived at the location. His noise scrunched at the fowl pungent smell that suddenly wafted in his direction, quickly pulling his shirt over his nose in an attempt to mask the nasty smell. Although unseen, a frown formed along his lips.

Maverick dismounted the arcanine, strolling cautiously to the unmoving managed body. His warm gaze flickered over it, cringing at what he saw. “It looks like they might have fell.” His gaze lifted to follow the path in which the person fell. “Yep.. Right there. Fell and was unable to get up.” His gaze returned to the body, feeling unease. “Probably either bled to death or starve to death. Or, maybe both.” So much for a simply search and rescue. Another sigh escaped him, turning his back to the body. “Call for the others Evo,” he order the canine, plucking his phone out of his pocket, “I’m going to call this in. This is out of my pay grade.”

The arcanine threw his head back in a loud boisterous, summoning the others to their location. Meanwhile, Maverick dialed his phone and waited for someone to answer. “Hey- Yeah. Maverick Ryder on the missing person report.” He paused, waiting for the person on the other end before continuing. “I found them.” He turned back to the body. “But… They didn’t make it.” Another paused, letting it sink in. “Yeah. I know. I’ll send my location so police can do their work.” The man turned his back to the body, only to see the rest of his canines emerge from their searching. “Yeah and ummm… I don’t know where- Homura... I think her name was- went. Yeah. She is missing.” Mav recalled all his canine pokemon, thanking them all with a silent pleased nod. “Send someone else to find her. I did my part.”

Not giving them a chance to answer him, the man hung up the phone and summoned his Salamance. He marked his location and sent if off, shoving the phone in his pocket before he mounted his dragon. “Let’s get out of here.”

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