Summer turned her figure toward the woman who approached, who she soon confirmed was her partner. Her hands were placed on her hips, one jutted to the side, as she approached, a look of impatience and annoyance on her face.

As Elisabeth's hand was extended toward her, she looked at it was disinterested before giving it a half-hearted shake.

"I know you. You were in the exams. I saw you," she said simply, vaguely.

Surtur grunted beside her, looking off to the side as though he heard something. Freya, too, turned her head, tilting it. Out from the brush came Loki, leaves sticking to her russet fur.

"Did you find them?"

The THIEVUL chirped before wagging her tail, heading in a direction that would be easier for them to follow than through bushes and brush.

"Our hunt begins. Keep up."

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉

Summer couldn't help the amused sniff through her nose as she exhaled when Elisabeth commented about the exams. Did she enjoy herself?

Thinking back to that day, she could barely remember a thing. In truth, Martín del Mar had to recount many of the details the following day to her, given how intoxicated she had been. So, one could say that Summer Prescott did enjoy herself at the exams.

"I suppose I did."

Summer led the way, not bothering to turn to see if Elisabeth was keeping up with her pace. While she wore heels, she walked quickly, as though she was ready to get the job done as soon as possible. She was a busy woman, and this was merely another distraction in her busy schedule.

She heard a noise from her companion, turning to glance at her before looking to the shadows. There, they eyes gleamed back at her, and low growls could be heard from where they hid.

"Well done, Loki," Summer praised, promising a reward to her Pokemon once they left for home.

Elisabeth's voice hinted at mischief, something Summer took note of. She raised a brow at her, giving a look before turning back to problem at hand.

"Don't get too excited, now. We do need to bring them back to Rocket relatively unharmed."

Unfortunately for Summer, that meant Surtur was out of the question. He was strictly used for damage. Loki and Freya would be the ones more apt to handle this situation.

"Can your Pokemon catch them off guard?"

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉

Summer kept her arms crossed, perhaps too calm for one that was being approached by a growling pack of MIGHTYENA. That, or her confidence in her own team was enough to settle her mind.

She observed as Elisabeth's AROMATISSE, aptly named, took charge. It was seemingly unafraid of the head of the pack, who growled and grumbled. Instead, it performed its dance, settling the MIGHTYENA'S nerves and calming him.

What a strange sight, seeing a vicious creature snuggling into an innocent looking Pokemon.

Glancing over, Summer couldn't help a smirk at her question.

"All of the above. We do what we can to keep them immobile and bring them to our contractor. If it takes your Pokemon doing everything and passing out, do it."

She'd do the same to hers.

Summer's red gaze looked over her team of three before looking back to Elisabeth like she made some sort of joke. She was a bold one, in her eyes. Summer took her suggestion as more of a command than anything other.

"Of course they can. And, if need be, we'll disintegrate them."

Sure, it was counterintuitive of what she had just said. But...

"We have money for repercussions. It wouldn't cause serious harm should one or two disappear along the way."

With a flick of her wrist, Loki and Freya stepped forward to begin rounding up the front. Surtur, on the other hand, took the rear, to prevent anyone from slipping away.

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉

Summer seemed pleased enough with her answer, nodding as she kept her arms crossed over her chest and watched the two teams of Pokemon work.

Her own were rounding up the sides and back of the MIGHTYENA, of which several seem to snap their jaws defensively. Perhaps from fright, since their leader was currently under the spell of the AROMATISSE.

"Don't rouse them too much. We do want them to be compliant," she reminded them, specifically her EMBOAR who began to grunt back almost aggressively at one of the dogs.

However, Summer heard the leader of the pack seem to snap from his daze, growling and drawing tensions back to a taught line. She glanced at Elisabeth, as though as was going to say something about being disappointed. That was, until she instructed another Pokemon to start putting them to sleep.

"Well. You surely do know how to work your team easily. I'm impressed."

Perhaps it was insulting of Summer to say something like that, but it was the truth. A faint smile could be seen on her lips, the corners quirked up ever so slightly.

"Do you have empty Poke balls? We can catch the sleeping ones and escort the remaining with my physical team. Yours can keep them docile in the mean time," she suggested as she pulled several from a bag.

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉

Poke balls were a simple way of transferring, even if the Pokemon inside grew aggressive once released. It wouldn't be their problem long after they left, though. Once they were shipped off to whoever wanted the MIGHTYENA, they would be out of the women's hands.

Elisabeth's Pokemon took a more aggressive stance themselves, restraining the dog-like creatures with leashes of vines. It seemed effective enough, though she hoped they wouldn't snap.

"Alright. Let's proceed with the transfer."

Summer motioned with her hand for her Pokemon to begin herding them ahead, Loki and Freya using their own dog-like instincts to nip at the MIGHTYENA'S heels to spur them forward. Surtur took the rear to make sure no stragglers wandered off, his heat increasing to produce an uncomfortable feeling should they fall behind.

"I dare say it is. Though, we shouldn't jinx it," Summer replied, walking behind the group.

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉

Summer glanced at Elisabeth, contemplating her question. What exactly would she be doing after this little quest was over? She could retire early, take a relaxing bath and do self-care.

But her favorite option was always to get a drink.

"Hmm... I'm thinking about going to a club after this for a beverage or two. A treat. You're welcome to join me, if you wish," she offered.

It was particularly out of character for Summer to do such a thing, especially after challenging Elisabeth multiple times in the night. However, she dared to say that she had proven herself to the heiress. She was impressed.

"That's up to you, though. If you wish to depart, you are more than welcome to."

Elisabeth Fiorelli

☉