The ship pulled in before long, a young couple onboard seemed concerned as the woman stayed tucked away behind the male, Nathara rubbing gunk from her face as she noticed a suspicious hand movement behind the woman's back. This was likely their target. Both hands flung more grime onto the ground as the Quagsire's eyes jumped between her and the goop with a rather blank and oblivious stare. Her eyes showed her mild disdain for it but it seemed not to care.


The coupled approached with a concerned look, worry on both of their brows as the lady held her sun hat, a sun dress the color of lemons stood out against her complexion. The man was in a bathing suit and a Hawaiian shirt with a visible shark tooth necklace sat on his chest, a pokemon placed firmly between it. She had to avoid confrontation, she had to just buy time and right now she couldn't even buy a vowel if she worked for a pokebank, mostly because she had trouble controlling her tongue when she was frustrated. "Are you okay?" the woman asked, Nathara looking to her with a bit of a scowl, her pride clearly visible on her face before she responded, moving her head to the other shoulder as she turned a bit red, slightly embarassed by the act. "Yeah...I just...I'm having a really hard time..." She uttered, her snubbull hadn't returned yet and she hadn't even caught a glimpse of Missy so the assumption was they were still at work. "Take this guy he jus-" Cut short she caught another face full of mud.

Great.

the two seemed hesitant, concern written on their faces as they reached out for her and froze. Quagsire did the right thing, but she was definitely still upset about it and he would definitely pay for it eventually. Removing additional mud from her face she continued, "And then this ship just." She started before merely shoving a hand in the direction of the smoke plume rubbing her head with the other hand, "This is just too much." Before she could add anything else she received a few words from the woman:

"I'm sorry to hear that! what were you doing out here?" She asked, the questioning would have drawn Nathara's eyes but she had to play it cool, she was unsure if she was suspecting something or simply being nosey. Either way to get their help she would need to play along and give them something to hold onto.

"I little awkward but I'm a scavenger...I'm looking around the Sea Mauville for pieces that could be reused or resold." The woman looked at her for a moment, the man's brow rising as to fill the silence with his own low voice.

"You mean you profit from tragedy. Don't you think this is your Karma?"

"Do you think anyone deserves to be stuck at sea for being curious?" She shot back, shaking her head as her hands fell onto her hips and the man audibly sighed.

"I guess not." He groaned.

"Good." She finished, turning to the door leading to the stairs as she waved them over, I'll show you the damage, do you think you could help me figure out how to get this ship running again?"

The man merely nodded, pinching the bridge of his nose momentarily before following her to the door, the woman halting momentarily halting to speak into a walkie talkie out of Nathara's ear shot before following the two further into the damaged vessel.

The control room was being torn apart rather swiftly by the toned not-so gentleman as he hit everything on the ship in an elaborate attempt to disguise some form of search. That's what she figured anyway, there's no way he had any idea what half he touched even did let alone expected it to prevent the massive smoke tower erupting from her ship as they spoke. She leaned casually against the doorframe, eyes shut as she practiced deep breathing, pretending they weren't rummaging through her things while a few of her mons stayed running about below deck. The man speaking to himself plainly as he pried apart another section of the vessel. Nathara ignored him for his own sake as the woman chimed in again pressing her for a bit of information.

"No. I prepped at Dewford, I'm not a fan of crowds." She uttered, completely tired of this mission already and hoping they'd finish and leave quicker than they had been. It was just a dummy ship, nothing inside of it but parts and a small radar which was luckily disable through her own tampering. The see air flicked across the open door, causing it to wobble and creak drawing everyone's attention in her direction momentarily which simply resulted in an ice cold glare.

"So what brings you two out here?" She questioned casually striking a conversation to fill the empty silence as her eyes scanned between both of them. Striking the trio off guard as a sudden knocking and slamming from inside the ventilation shaft. Lifting their head all three froze once more to ensure they heard that correctly as the male handed a screwdriver to his partner, opening the duct only for a dusty pink mess to come rolling out from inside of it.

It was her Snubbull.

"Buttons?" She questioned, the dazed pokemon struggling onto all fours before finding itself on both it's feet swaying side to side like it had an extra shot of tequila. The bull dog pokemon could barely recognize it's own name after the fall, it's fur a darkened color due to it's prior arrangement with the electrical wires and with a delicate twirl it would fall onto it's back, throwing the back of it's hand onto it's forehead dramatically.

No one said a word.

"Maybe we should check below deck." Nathara said at last, receiving a simple response before the party traveled deeper into the ship.

"Yes."

Nathara was beginning to dread the presence of this odd couple, they were spending too much time being a little too much time with prying eyes around the ship. Showing them the lower deck, and a few chewed electrical wires and the silent presence of the mismagius who followed Nathara, eyeing her careful as she phased through walls keeping a safe distance behind them. The woman traced her fingers across the wall as she watched the man again begin checking through the leftover material the steam erupting from the vent had stopped and only trace amounts of heat emanated into the room. Nathara's arms crossed over her chest for a moment as she realized this wasn't getting her anywhere, well not until she heard someone call her name through the wall.

The two peeked their head up curiously, a brow raised between them both as Nathara stepped forward in between the couple in the dimly lit space. "That would be me." she said calmly, snapping her fingers before adding on, "Missy?" With only a moment between the snap and the call a purple orb came flying straight to the wall, blowing a hole in the corner leading back up to the main level as debris shot out like shrapnel, leaving a cut or two on the woman's arms as she winced momentarily before screwing her face, hopping up into the hole and climbing back into the new skylight she had installed on her old vessel. She looked around for the giant blue pokemon in the water, her Mismagius close behind as she returned Buttons back to her ball before finding herself airborne, falling gracefully onto the back of the Lapras.

"Took you long enough, rookie." She smirked, laughing beneath her breath as she turned to see the ship sinking beneath the blue fluid. Bubbles surfaced and clothes began to float gently to the surface as well. "Good work." She commented plainly, ready to take off for whatever came next.

The duo found their way back up to the top floor, the man watching the two with anger visible in his eyes, as the woman grabbed him, turning his attention to the boat they came from, sinking slowly as they were left on the boat alone.