Sad for Felix Gallagher that his new BFF4EVA was with him. Also sad for him, and probably for the best, he didn't know who Calem was.

The red head was busy putting together some delicate metal contraption. He smiled at his work, not looking bothered at all. In fact, the whole time he had been here he had been smiling. Unlike the other, Calem didn't bother with masks. Peons like whatever the League was sending wouldn't be worth the effort.

"Of course." Was answered. He gave a vague wave of his gloved hand. There was a pause before the locks clicked into place, secure.

On the cameras, Felix would notice the occasional flicker of psychic pokemon teleporting about. Mainly a Hatterene. She seemed to be placing these small round plastic balls on the walls in rooms by the entrances.

"Of course." Is answered back smoothly. Calem finally looks up from his fiddling to grin at the other, showing teeth. Almost sweet but a tad too prickly. His Hatterenne appeared by him just a moment after the Gallade. Covered in scars, she smiled in the sweet and false cadence as her trainer.

The clock ran over.

On the screens, League officials were kicking down the doors. Their lips moved as they shouted orders to each other. At least seven on each side; quite the match up for the two of them.

Calem pressed a button his contraption and smoke filled the rooms in question. The fire alarm started to shriek, raining down on the confused officers.

A moment later, most of them started to move strangely and sluggishly.

"That will slow them down long enough for us to dispatch them." Not stop them completely, sadly; most of them were smart enough to come in with heavy clothing and gas masks. One could only do so much against the terrible chemical cocktail he had come up with.

"I'll follow your lead."

Felix Gallagher