One hand minded the pokeball that now housed the cramorant. The other pinched the bridge of Parvati's nose as she lingered within a cloud of frustration. The stranger might have seen the cramorant's binge eating, or maybe they were only passing by after the fact, but Parvati hadn't noticed them until they spoke.

Blinking owlishly at the boy, Parvati cleared her throat, thinking fast.

"Not lost, exactly - a member of my team gave me the slip. Its all fine now though." As she explained this she clicked the pokeball, now decreased in size, against the standard-issue belt she had picked up earlier in the day. The rest of her team was neatly aligned along her waiste for quick-draw scenarios.

"I've been assigned accomodations around here, somewhere -" which was a big change, but a welcome one. Before she could say much else, the boy introduced himself and welcomed her along; evidently, they were destined to be neighbors.

"That works for me! You can call me Parvati if you like."

They weren't far from the complex. The landlord, who looked more than a little distraught and a touch suspicious to Parvati, spotted them soon enough and erupted with an explanation. Or a plea for help; there wasn't much difference.

"Some bugs? Should be a piece of cake."

the landlord looked pleased that they'd roped two strangers in to dealing with this pest control problem, which made parvati a little more suspicious of them, but before she could interrogate anyone, oliver was saying something.

to be honest, her only plan of attack was to bring out her scorbunny and have him torch the bugs; that wasn't a logical step considering the landlord, oliver, and herself all needed the building to remain intact. it would take some further planning.

oliver explained one possible avenue of attack: sleep and status effects. he talked more than anyone parvati had ever met, not that it bothered her or anything. it made the transition from outside to inside the apartment complex somewhat seamless.

between the two of them, oliver was certainly the idea guy; parvati wanted to get to work and flush out these spinarak, just have it over and done with.

"i've got a cramorant who would love to stuff himself with these spiders," parvati said. her tone was humorless but the idea was a ridiculous one. "or maybe roaring at them would be good enough? its that or we torch the place." okay, that comment drew a thin smirk across her face, and she looked to oliver for confirmation.

no, of course, totally joking. the way the boy responded made parvati realize that her sense of humor, dry as it was, might've gone right over this guy's head. he might've been super literal, or at least more serious than she was (which was quite the feat given how cold she could be); but that was all fine with her, she could handle the no-nonsense types. most of her family didn't connect with her that well either so this was par for the course.

"right, okay," she was quick to accept the plan. they wouldn't be culling the spiders from the building but trying to relocate them. if that got the job done, that was fine.

she wasn't sure about the next part though. "I'll leave one of my pokemon with you then, and i'll go fetch those nets." a moment later, parvati was unclipping one of the pokeballs from her belt. a flash of light corporealized in to the shape of a small, sad-eyed dinosaur.

the tyrunt looked dejectedly up at parvati and then over to the red-headed boy.

"gagan, you're up. when oliver here tells you to roar, you roar, okay?" she didn't like the way she had to talk to him; but the tyrunt was sensitive, so she had to be careful about the tone of her voice. she bent down and pat him on the top of his head, which earned another heavy sigh from him. but, he waddled towards oliver afterwards.

"okay. uh, be right back -- i guess." and off she'd go with the creepy landlord, one hand at the ready to bring out another pokemon if her suspicions were correct about him, and he was up to something skeevy. while she was off retrieving nets for the spinarak oliver could make his calls.

gagan huffed, watching the road for any sign of parvati's return.
when will my trainer be back from the store...