A bar, really? Cliched, but effective. The trainer hailing from Galar was delighted to find out that he was old enough to drink by Hoennian law. He gave the menu a once-over, before bluntly replying. "I'll have a Roseli Berry Sangria." He looked down at his little Quaxly. "And a glass of water."

Resting his chin on the back of his hand, the handsome youth looked at the man sitting next to him; a man shrouded in mystery. Might as well start peeling those layers of mystery off. "We haven't been properly introduced yet. My name is Leonicio. Leonicio Marceliño. You might find my wonderful visage plastered on magazines that your daughter keeps hidden in her math textbooks." The young man quipped.

THEO BECKETT //mission

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It didn't take long for Narcissus to establish himself as the alpha of the pack. True to his name, he was every bit as vain as his master, so acquiring his very own harem bolstered that vanity of his even further. He started using Calm Mind, the rest of the Gardevoir following suit.

"They seem distracted enough. Let's go..." Leonicio was about to leave his hiding spot, when a telepathic transmission buzzed inside his head... Narcissus was warning him of impending danger.

"We might not be the only humans here after all." The young grunt muttered, looking around in hopes of spotting that mysterious interloper who moved silently like the wind.

DANNY HALL, Greyson Connors //mission

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The second Thunderbolt proved more than enough to knock out the Swanna. Leo switched the fried bird out in favor of his Galarian Rapidash. "Llamrei, they're over there!" He pointed at the direction that electrical attack had come from, prompting the majestic unicorn to fire a Psybeam towards the attacker.

Narcissus was nearly knocked off balance by a lightning-fast Lucario. Righting himself on his pointy heels, the male Gardevoir retaliated with a point-blank Psychic against the jackal. However, the hellish rain of gunfire that ensued forced him to shift focus, attempting to redirect those projectiles with his psionic powers.

"Guns?! Who uses guns in this day and age?!" Leonicio spat, ducking for cover behind a large crate. Luckily, the security team served as great meat shields. "I'm counting four hostile Pokémon, and a fifth one that could be an Electric type!" He tried to warn his superior, only to realize that they'd already vanished into the shadows. "Great, he left." The young grunt rolled his eyes.

Thomas Benoit, nikkari hect //mission

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Leonicio cocked an eyebrow. "You don't say..." He cooed in response. He was well aware of Rocket's crimes in both Kanto and Johto. There was no sugar-coating it: They were a terrorist organization. Working for them would set him on a dark and bloody path. And yet, he was compelled by what the blonde man said... Thriving? What could he mean by that?

His golden gaze shifted to the droves of civilians walking past them, going about their daily lives blissfully unaware that one of the most wanted men in Hoenn was in their midst. "Shall we take this someplace more private?" The young model suggested.

THEO BECKETT //mission

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A lascivious smirk graced Leo's shapely features. "Filet mignon? Now I'm hungry. What say you we go get some dinner after we're done here? If you don't have other plans that is." The male model cordially offered, while holding up the ball containing his newly caught shiny Morgrem.

Was he asking her out on a date? Maaaybe. Why not? Looks were all that mattered when determining attraction, and they both had them. And even if the lovely blue-nette happened to have a boyfriend, well... That sounded very much like not his problem.

Kara Li //skipping

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All Pokémon may have existed for the glory of Team Rocket, but occasionally the organization had to play the role of the middleman in the ever flourishing business of trafficking. Big clients paid big cash for rare and highly sought after species such as Gardevoir.

What some billionaire living on a private island wished to do with a bunch of very elegant, very human-like, predominantly female Pokémon was none of Leonicio's concern. Maybe they wanted a full team of powerful Psychic types to challenge the Gym circuit with. Either way, all the young Rocket grunt cared about was impressing his higher-ups.

Leo and his partner in crime stalked a group of wild Gardevoir meditating on Mt. Pyre's mountaintop. "It's best not to startle them, or they might teleport away." The dark-haired youth mused, his voice muffled by the face mask he wore in order to obscure his identity. He released a Gardevoir of his own, directing it towards the pack. "Why don't you introduce yourself to those lovely ladies, Narcissus?"

The male Gardevoir nodded at his trainer, moving towards his kin and extending a friendly greeting towards them. The other Gardevoir looked more than happy to accept one of their own into their little meditating session. Thus, the mole blended in, luring them into a false sense of security. "When their guard is lowered, we make our move." Leonicio said, smirking sinisterly behind his mask.

DANNY HALL, Greyson Connors //mission

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