MAYDAY

Oh dear. Hello again.

Uniform spotless, Water-types at the ready. Time to work.

Sootopolis' Deputy Chief regarded the doctor silently as he approached, the old docks creaking underneath the weight of his steps, her good humor slapping ineffectively against his bland, neutral expression.

Whatever material made up his current uniform seemed to be waterproof, but it did not look enough for a dive at sea. The officer seemed to have little intention of getting wet, though the several net balls on his belt at least suggested he was ready to have someone else do it in his stead.

Last time he had been in Pacifidlog, he had earned a badge from a man who turned out to be Merlino's lover. Now, this. He wasn't sure of how things would turn out, but he was beginning to grow sure he didn't like this town.

Whatever.

To work.

"I'll cope somehow." The man said with a smile as he came to stand before Hoenn's leading (last he heard) Head Scientist, Major, Doctor, and now, Deep Sea Diver, Eva Morales.

This region truly had a way to attract (and then trap) the extraordinary.

"In any case- good to see you doing well, Doctor!" The man seemed cheerful enough! "Shall we be on our way? I dare say our friends on the high seas must be getting impatient right about now."

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MAYDAY

Oh dear. Hello again.

His smile quirked with amusement as she held him at fingergun-point, nodding Blade's way politely as he stepped onto the patrol craft and dragged his gaze over to the bow.

"Houh. I take it you've gained the ability to breathe underwater since we last saw each other, Doctor?" He said casually, pointedly, as he grabbed one- much too small for him really, looking it up and down critically. Had she brought any water-types with her? She could only see blade...

'Realizing' it wasn't his size, he discarded the Eva-sized vest over his shoulder, it landing squarely at Blade's feet before the blonde went back to rummaging for one more his size.

He had only just found the single one that was about right for him when the boat lurched, pushed away from the pier by Eva's Gallade. He began strapping the thing- just as Eva gave the warning.

"Pardon-?" And off they went, the speedy vehicle dashing across the sea's surface with impressive swiftness, his hand immediately clamping around the nearest railing as his hat went off flying into the distance.

"... Ah, bollocks." The man huffed, staring off after his hat as it swiftly disappeared into the horizon. A sighed wryly. "Well, it didn't look good on me anyway."

But it had been doing a wonderful job keeping his hair out of his eyes, he realize as the sea-scented breeze blew his bangs on his face.

Annoyed, he combed the hair out of the way.

"How far away are we from the coordinates?" He shouted at Eva on the wheel over the rushing winds.

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MAYDAY

Oh dear. Hello again.

He did as suggested, dropping onto the nearest available surface. The bopping and bouncing of the boat had been threatening to drop him on his ass as it was. Maybe he should have ridden one of his water-types alongside the ship instead.

Now, all that was left was to wait for all 20 to 30 minutes to pass in complete silence.

"So—!" He began with a smile that reached his eyes but not heart, instant regret filling him as soon as the utterance had left his maw, self-chastisement ringing through the back of his mind. "I hear you've been mighty busy, publishing research papers and what not, Head Professor. What brings such a esteemed figure out to the wet, humid sticks?"

The masked his discomfort with practiced ease, willing himself to think of what had changed since they had last met in strictly professional terms.

She had become the highest scientific authority in the region.

He had become a beat cop in the world's sole mafia controlled city, possessing of one of, if not the highest rates of crimes per capita rates in the entire world.

Their career paths had certainly diverged somewhere. But, silver lining; he didn't have to shoulder the expectations of an entire nation; which was nice.

"Tired of your desk?" He asked with a quirked lip, leaning his head onto a fist.

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MAYDAY

Oh dear. Hello again.

"Right you are! Sootopolis Deputy Chief, to be specific." He says, seemingly reading through her thoughts as he spoke next with a sufficiently frustrated eyeroll. "Naturally, whenever I wish for my efforts to actually accomplish something, I take on league assignments outside of the city."

Policing a city ruled by criminals was pretty difficult. It didn't matter how many grunts he threw in a jail cell, for they wouldn't be there for long. Even if they didn't escape before the day of their trial came— rocket owned the city.

Judge, jury, and indeed, executioners too, if Wolf Mask (bryan delarosa) was anything to go by. It was incredibly frustrating, to the point one could understand why the master of the fire-type pigeon armada Sénon Game preferred vigilantism.

Speaking of frustration with work, it seemed Eva was going through some of her own. It sounded like she wasn't getting much time out in the field... or indeed, away from the labs at all.

"Perhaps you should take more frequent breaks?" The man suggested wryly with a teasing grin. "Precious little will be accomplished past a certain point; daily focus and will are finite resources. Surely you can afford to delegate for a few hours to go clear your head with some field work?"

Or she could race downhill while drifting through a 90 degree turn like a mad woman— she had a lot of peculiar skills if memory served right.

Unfortunately, their small talk was cut short by the boat's radar. Something was coming.

"Speaking of which." He said as he palmed a pokeball, turning towards the bow and squinting at the distance. Was that...? Yup, yup it was! "Would you look at that, our field work is coming to us! We should make the most of it, yes?"

His pokeball was thrown into the water a moment later, immediately being swallowed by the waves. A moment later, a large mass began to rise as an underwater roar shook the boat, before the surface finally broke with a massive splash.

Blotches of water fell on on deck as a towering sea serpent rose in the air, its head reeling back as it breathed in.

Its roar sent a veritable shockwave through the water, forcefully calming around the sea around them before it launched forth to intercept the oncoming dot in the horizon, the water around the beast encasing it in a shell of surging waves.

"Don't go too wild, Jorgie!" The man called out cheerfully as the Gyarados rampaged towards the rockets.

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tl;dr:
-small talk!
-Gyarados is out! intimidate triggers!
-Gyarados is using waterfall!

Water-proof uniform

MAYDAY

Oh dear. Hello again.

"It's a lot easier when the competition is so sparse." He had clarified sheepishly.

If Eva knew what was left of the precinct's staff, she might've impressed with the fact he still chose to remain in Sootopolis instead.

Or question his intelligence, either or.

Back to the action however, 'Squishy' turned out to be Wailord, the titanic sized pokemon, whose prompt landing nearly capsized their ship and threw Gwyar overboard.

"BLOODY H—!" Shouted Gwyar as the ship swung about while Eva worked to course correct, his back swinging against the railing and nearly throwing him to high seas, the back of his knees locking tight around the bar. "This is why we wear life vests!"

While still hanging off the side of the ship, Gwyar still managed to get a good enough look at the oncoming vessel. 2 rockets, 3 civilians.

"Confirmed!" Gwyar shouted in response to Eva's instructions. "Jorgie, Finish the entrapment! Dragon dance!"

With the Rockets busy navigating the Wailord's whirpools, their large boat made easy pickings. The Gyarados disappeared underneath the waves briefly before its body suddenly breached the surface directly under the civilian vessel.

Its large body flowed across the deck as it wrapped around the ship like a rope, the ridges across its back knocking one of the rockets to the floor as the other shouted in panic, flailing for his pokeballs.

Things did not go well for the rockets; specially once the officers and Blade boarded the ship.

Suffice to say, the family of 3 made it back to port safely, and the rockets were successfully apprehended.

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