A sly smile settled in as the redhead overlooked the paths down below. She'd opted for the high ground; and elevated section allowing her to engage with unwanted visitors coming up, while also being able to keep an eye out on PENELOPE LIVY, who, even in these dire times, was still her priority to protect. Rather than the contraption they were meant to protect instead. So having both conveniently close to one another meant she could do both.

"Copy that." she radio'd back shortly, before allowing silence to take over again.

Beside her, looming within the fog stood her Tyrantrum, Mori. Despite its giant stature it didn't budge a muscle, the sole thing flicking back and forth its eyes, carefully watching the paths below, and the vague movements within from shadows they couldn't quite make out yet. Friend? Foe? She wasn't planning on leaving her post and going down to find out.

That did not mean however she'd not take the chance to pummel them if they came closer. "Be ready to move, Mori. They're coming in fast." Kyrenai issued her Tyrantrum to act cautiously as rain further diminishes their line of sight. It wouldn't take long for the slopes of Mt. Pyre to become nothing more than slippery mud if this rain held on, she'd gather, which would only become more of an advantage to her if she played her cards right. While Mori focused on their surroundings, Kyrenai eyes Oliver Shrakes and then Callan Young down below, and the ones they've laid their eyes on. Only when they clash will she interfere, but for now, she merely watches.


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"I can only imagine how that must've felt for her," The assassin nods softly, letting out a soft sight. She could imagine the rampage Nana must've gone on to reclaim her stolen pups, and the devastation when she could not retrieve even a single one of them. So seeing her so happy now she was reunited made even her steeled heart soften slightly.

"Have others replied to your flyer? Or are we the first?" she wondered, turning her attention away from the fiery canines and back to Matt. Mimi had forgone its struggle the moment he felt her growl against his fur, and had resolved itself to take sweet sweet revenge in the sticky plants up ahead in the near future. Until then, mama Nana could clean him until he was no longer dirty.

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"CIN, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING FLAME WHEELS IN FORESTS?!" Kyrenai's voice bellowed through the forest, startling a flock of pidgey into taking flight, away from the angered woman. Cin, the chimchar in question, screeched back and started running around and climbing up a nearby tree while leaving is trainer to deal with its making of a potential forest fire. Although she managed to douse the smoldering embers and scorched trees, the chimp-y bane of her existence was showing no remorse whatsoever, and was contently waiting for his owner to give chase.

Fairly little had he bargained for Kyrenai to call one of her other pokémon to catch him, and found a Hydreigon casually floating towards it with a surprisingly unamused look on its face. It nipped him by the neck, much to Cin's protest, and dragged him out of the tree and back on the ground, growling a warning at its fellow teammate. "Thank you, Crux. I'm gonna have you stick around for a tad bit longer." she then squated in front of the Chimchar and poked its belly. "And you, I swear to Arceus, if you try that one more time I'm sending you back home. Behave."

She was about to recall Cin when sounds behind her caught her attention, with a rather pungent scent causing her to rise to her feet. That scent... that was not her doing. And although the scorched scent from Cin's pyromanic urges slightly masked it, she could now feel it getting stronger. Meaning that whatever it was was getting closer.

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Her annoyance only amped up when the elevator, in all its electronic glory, decided that today was a day where it'd short-circuit and cease existing until the next elligible handyman would come to fix it. The force her hand was exhibiting on the key tucked away in her palm right now was troublesome to say the least, leaving a small imprint of it in her palm.

All until her annoyance was disturbed by a loud bark. She might've turned around a tad bit too fast, her face torn into a nasty glare until she registered that the one behind her was not Mr. Taylor, but a young brunette looking awfully anxious. And she doubted the glare she'd just shot the girl would help in that regard, so Kyrenai sighed deeply, pinched her nose and shook her head.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else." she apologised upfront, in case she'd scared the girl or made her anxiety worse. "How may I help you, young lady?"



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"I think we can be quite sure of their relation now, that, or your Arcanine is a very doting sweetheart." she smiled, her expression having grown soft at the sight of her growlithe reunited with his mother. Although the chances had always been slim to none of finding anyone of Mythras' litter, let alone his mother, fate seemed to have a different idea on how things would turn out. Yet the ties she'd forge today would become precious ones, one day.



So when Nana nodded at her, as if she'd concluded this was in fact her child and that she'd taken good care of it, Kyrenai couldn't help but chuckle. Especially when Mimi started thrashing when his mother started to groom him, making sure the pup couldn't escape the wrath of her cleaning tongue. Which did result in a few comical flabs of hair standing upright. Mythras seemed to have given up its fight for freedom and now looked at Matt as if it was telling him to save him from this embarrassment. And that only amused the assassin more.



"Ah yes, perhaps introductions are in order as well! The name's Kyrenai Black, and that one over there's Mythras, or Mimi, if you please. It's nice to meet you and your lovely Arcanine."

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By the time they had reached the bar Kyrenai had gone from a fearsome assassin to a mother struggling to keep her lively toddler from escaping her arms once more; toddler in question being the Chimchar deadset on mischief. His trainer however was not having any of it, and her arm had eventually become a vice the chimp would not escape from.



"Virgin Pina Colada, CharjaCola and a Tropiusfruit, got it." she nodded, heading over to the bar while trying to stifle a chuckle. The Happiny's reluctant compliance was extremely amusing to the redhead, and a breath of fresh air compared to the smaller bane of existence struggling to break free. She wondered if she and Vox had been the same when they were younger? But as her order came in, those thoughts were cast aside. Putting Cin down on the barstool in front of her, momentarily quelled by the Tropiusfruit juice, she gave the rest their drinks as well.



"A virgin Piña for the young lady, and a CharjaCola for her dutiful little friend," She each handed them their respective drinks before taking her own, having settled on a Mojito. "This time without giving anyone a surprise shower!" After savoring a sip and allowing the cool liquid to refresh her overheating body, Kyrenai smiled softly. "I'm Kyrenai, by the way. And this little nugget trying to inflict surprise Burns is Cin, for which I once again apologise."

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"Glad to hear my reputation proceeds me," Rather than satisfaction, amusement riddled her voice. But at the same time curiosity arose at hearing the councilwoman refer to the acts of her profession as 'great things'. Most people didn't share said sentiment, especially not those affiliated or involved with the League; this woman required something of her.

Something that was important enough to lure her out in person.

Her smile didn't falter as she tapped her chin, feigning thought. "Long enough. Twelve years, give or take. Officially, at least." She then crossed her arms and leant back, one leg over the other like she would've in her brother's office. Crimson eyes regarded Penelope attentively, like a lion gazing at a herd. Waiting ever so patiently. "Though I'm quite certain this information is wildly available in one of the League's secret databases, I'm sure. Which poses the question to your sudden interest, Miss. Livy; or rather, why it should be kept private."

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Mauville Hills. The cream of the crop when it came to Mauvillian accommodations. Unless you'd find your brand new apartment already housing a few, rather unwanted tenants upon arrival, which was the case for a certain Mr. Brennan Taylor, devout follower of the "please god no this looks like the beginning of a horror film" kind of life. She'd just been passing by in all honesty, but the man had been clinging to her arm almost begging her to go and check whether the coast was clear. And if it hadn't been for the apartment keys being pushed into her hands and the scared man having beeline'd it out of the building, she would have passed.

Now she was stuck with a new apartment that wasn't even hers, a mystery "ghost", and an awful urge for vendetta against Mr. Taylor. Well, not really, but she would catch the damn things scaring the man and drag them all back so they could help her teach the man a lesson. Not that she minded helping, but by god she was no-one's self-proclaimed Ghostbusters' service either.

"Floor 6, apartment 13... really?" she grumbled, clenching her hand around the key before making her way to the elevator.





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And across she came, a magnificent specimen of a Torterra. A fine example of mighty beasts she had set out for to look, yet to be certain meant to test its capabilities. She first let out her Crux to test the waters, to see how it would fare against regular types before sending Mythras into the fray. Although it held itself admirably, in the end the Torterra chose to retreat from the two smaller pokémon's endless barrage, and Kyrenai felt little for making chase.

Although she could probably teach it to stand its ground, what she needed right now was a braver type of pokémon.

And thus her search continued.

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Had it not been for Matt Vice calling out for her, Kyrenai would have gone and explored the lure of sound kyle lopez was trying to bait her with. Mayhaps they were lucky they'd come across each other, or mayhaps it had just lessened their chances? Well, not that it mattered, two heads were always better than one when it came to solving these puzzles. But the fact someone else was purposely making noise on the other side meant there were more.

"I could say the same for you! Of all people to bump into at a haunted house," she grinned patting his shoulder. "And yes we should, he's been so spritely ever since he reunited with Nana." Though she had to admit to Matt that she had just as little idea as he had about the puzzles around her. Only slightly reluctant to try them, seeing the young man just randomly pushing buttons... well, what could possibly go wrong? "Allow me to join you in this bold endeavour!"

Ever so casually she took hold of two levers and pulled them simultaneously, only to perk up when she heard a noise. Was... was that a scream she heard in the distance?

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