(Ah, damn, you're making trouble for my rogues, aren't you?

BTW, I won't be on for that long today. And AA when ya come back on, sorry for (still) semi-RPing your characters)
Fine, they were decided. They'd head to the base after resting a bit. Roy was fast asleep, and both Rogues were looking worse for wear. Neither had slept much. Neither of them did, lately. Not out here, when anything alive was probably trying to kill you.
"Do you think we're far enough away from Magma?"
"Who cares?" the Trainer answered. "We're going there anyway. So what if they find us first? We'll be ready."
His Misdreavous, floating above them in order to stand guard, nodded. Yes, she wold make sure no surprises came up on her Trainer or his comrades.