The Rogues stayed where they were, remaining in a neutral position. Awake and alert, but on the ground. The Trainer glanced at his Misdreavous, who nodded. She was completely alert, too. If the Pokemon began to attack, she would protect her Trainer with her life.
"We're not technically trespassing," the Trainer answered. "We're on Magma land, yes, but are the wild Pokemon in Magma territory 'trespassing?' Now, if we were in your base without permission, I'd agree with you, kid."
It'd been so long since he saw a girl... too bad she was so much younger. And he was just too damn tired to care.
The electrician glanced at the Growlith as the girl mentioned it was sick. Then why did you bring it along? Not to mention let it out. He moved to a kneeling position, in case they needed to fight or run.
The pickpocket held his tongue, but he was getting sick of the slow pace. He wanted to be outside! And he needed to find his friends. Where are they?





