[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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All eyes turned to the vehicle pulling into the area, all attention was given to the man stepping out and the Machoke that flexed beside him. It might not have been the perfect distraction, civilians could get in the way... But it was a distraction nonetheless.[break][break]
"Doesn't matter. What're you hauling," one of the rockets asked first, suspicious of course, because what an easy ruse this would be for something greater, to get an in and have a set up.[break]
"Knock it off, just get out anything valuable and maybe you can walk out of here," another returned, scoffing at the idea that this guy even had the gall to get out of his truck at all.[break][break]
Cold seeped through the trunks of the trees behind the scene, a dark, icy fog followed by a flash. At the back of the shotty encampment, an Arcanine stood with darkened eyes and dripping, icy maw. From its shadow below, shrouded by the power of Shadow Sneak and her sygna suit, Yuina emerged from the darkness, seamitar in hand.[break][break]
"Ryu, hunt," was the only command given before the canine snarled with gnashing teeth, disappearing in a flash of Teleport. The first of many that the Arcanine could get a hold of was knocked into the trees by a large, swift paw, and the fight began as Yuina looked to the civilian in the near distance. She'd have to make sure the liability didn't get hurt...

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[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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They had been stalking within the trees for only a couple of moments, gauging the encampment, the rockets that were there, working out the best plan of attack. A distraction of some sort, something to draw their attention to gain an upper hand, to see what their initial reaction would be was necessary, but a civilian was not what she'd had in mind.[break]
She was being watched, oh so carefully, in all the worst ways now that she knew the league held her truths and her lies... She couldn't mess up, couldn't make one little slip out of place, if she did, would they brand her treacherous? Treasonous? Would she have any recompense left to salvage how fragile everything was?[break][break]
The civilian couldn't get hurt... not while she was on assignment.[break][break]
It didn't take long, it shouldn't have, for the rockets to have Pokémon of their own come into play as they were fraught with enemies at both ends. Ryu snarling with ice dripping fangs was met with a hissing Luxray and the Machoke that lumbered around with its strength was eyed by a Pangoro that glowered at the foe.[break][break]
The arcanine as far from Yuina's only charge as she herself stepped forward with blade in hand, and at her side Daikenki too emerged from shadow. The Samurott hissed low on open maw, the other of his pair of seamitars clutched in one hand as the two strode forward. The energy of her sygna suit glittered again as Daikenki slashed his blade with sweeping waves of water, Soaking those that stood in their way. And at Yuina's command, from her free hand held out in a gripped fist, plant and vines burst from the ground to ensnare rocket and pokemon alike in Grass Knot.[break]
Her goal first, to get closer to the civilian to get him away from the fight before things escalated, and the ravaged Grass Knot proved effective in creating a clear path for her to march forward.

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[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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Rockets and Pokémon were entangled in the vines of Grass knot, but the hold could only last so long. Amber eyes, ever haunted, ever distant, nearly looked through him as opposed to at him as she regarded the would be civilian. Wyatt, as it seemed.[break][break]
The Pangoro squared up with the Machoke and Ryu gnashed at the Luxray, Daikenki took on other Pokémon that started to takeover the area, and things could get very out of hand very quickly. He quipped at her, a tone she wasn't unfamiliar with, but one that was met only with the click of another Pokeball as his Machoke nearly broke a tree clean in half with the broad part of its body.[break][break]
"Ara, cover," foreign word first, a long dead language. The ghostly, ghastly figure of a Typhlosion looms beside her, fur as purple as the toxins that run through its veins, and as the ghost opens its maw it released a smoggy, purple Smokescreen that over took the area, shrouding them entirely. The Typhlosion disappeared into the fray, the toxic chain around his waist reaching out and wrapping around the first figure it caught onto, a Scrafty that was unceremoniously thrown into the smog.[break][break]
"They know you, Wyatt," Yuina spoke then, giving his name to him, squaring her shoulders at him, blade down, but gripped with a ready poise.[break]
"Civilians shouldn't be traveling this road. Are you here for something else," she wondered, eyes intent, studious, but inside she almost wanted to laugh at herself. She, who didn't even know herself, was questioning someone else about who they were? It was laughable, wasn't it?

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[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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The clash of Daikenki's blade, the crackling of Ryu's chilling ice, the heat of flame from Ara all within the smog around them, the battle was waging on and was being mitigated. For now still. The lumbering sounds of Wyatt's Machoke rushing around in the smoke caught Yuina's attention too when a rocket came at them both. They were met with a tenacity that seemed to negate any intention of Wyatt being allied to them... Unless it was all a very convincing ruse.[break][break]
She was still squared to him, standing just barely shorter than he was but prepared all the same. He seemed a capable fighter all his own, and she felt she needed to be ready for that perhaps... But she wasn't quite ready for his inane return of what he might be doing there. Her eyes sharpened a bit, grip tightened on her blade. He was a troublemaker, and instigator it seemed given all of this.[break][break]
"If they want you dead, then you're a liability," Yuina returned, brushing past his more than noted request.[break]
"If you don't leave now before you compromise my mission, I'll need to get you out of here myself."

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[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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An insufferable, intrepid fool it seemed was her company now. Again she paid no mind to his pet names for her, but she nearly scoffed as he made mention to a score to settle, amongst other things.[break][break]
"You have a score to settle, so you go seeking it out? Alone? You're mistaking bravery with ignorance," Yuina leered. If he had a death wish, he could do it another time.[break]
"I'm not going to turn in this report with 'civilian causality listed," when a voice came at the through the smog. Traitor was very telling, she was learning more about him from them than he was telling her himself. But they came with a knife, and that just wouldn't do. Wyatt's hero moment was turning very sour very quick, but the blade that rushed towards him was met with a barrier, a Protect that flashed in front of his figure. Above Yuina, bright blue eyes glowing with psychic energy blinked as their would be assailant was drawn up into the air by the power of Psychic, and tossed into the smog. Celebi flitted around her for just a moment before looking out to the smokescreen.[break][break]
"This has gone on long enough," Yuina breathed, Celebi's Psychic moving to dispel the smog as she clicked at another Pokeball on her belt. Amidst the rest of her Pokémon that held other Pokémon or rockets at bay, Yuina was sure that Omura's imposition would set things straight as the ceratops roared at being released to the open. Silence followed.[break][break]
"Consider your camp disbanded. You're all under arrest."

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[attr="class","yuinatag"]Wyatt Rodgers

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Amidst the standstill, Yuina looked on as the rockets she was faced with looked to turn deliberate again, until there was a series of clicks of the pokeballs at their belts. The green sprite flitted through the air, blue eyes aglow with Psychic energy, returning the handful of Pokémon that had been let out from their pokeballs. There was no need for those Pokémon to be out any more. However the Machoke remained, for now.[break]
One rocket tried to rush towards her, but they were caught by Ara's toxic chain and strung into the air. Another tried to make a run for it and was promptly returned with Ryu's teleport, right back to where they had been standing before.[break][break]
"Ryu, perimeter," Yuina spoke then, starting to take stock of things as she only glanced to Wyatt first. For all of his smirking, for all of his quipping, he sure was quiet now... Save for a rather short, and entirely inaccurate, recollection of events on his part.[break][break]
The Arcanine disappeared into the thicket of trees to start working out a perimeter to make sure they could keep the grounds secure for authorities to come and collect everyone there. Daikenki, Ara, and Omura maintained their stalwart stance on overtaking the encampment, while Celebi blinked someone in a time loop who thought they could try to make another failed attempt at escape. This, while Yuina drew out her pack and supplies, pulling out a handful of plastic cuffs.[break][break]
"I'll say it again. Everyone is under arrest. How would you like to handle that, Wyatt?"

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