ＧＨＯＳＴ ＨＵＮＥＴＥＲＳ ⁻ᴴᴵᴳᴴ⁻ᴸᴵᵀᴱᴿᴬᵀᴱ⁻ [PMKN]

[avanhellica]

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x-Kazimir Maxim
x-The Rookie;
x-Electric
x-La, Mirage, Tui
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Kazimir stood inside his small kitchen, leaning over the island counter. Tui had taken one of the bar stools and was sitting there quietly, ears twitching, very much alert as he always was. La was busy dancing around the kitchen with a plateful of sushi while Mirage was coiled in the corner of the adjoining living room, no doubt dreaming of causing pain to Kazimir. He sipped his coffee slowly, staring at the table. He was thinking and contemplating his future. Kazimir had recently been accepted into KIPB, which came as a shock to Kazimir. He didn't think he'd be accepted but when he received the phone call from Ms. Sylviae Fala he had felt a small sense of accomplishment. Finally he'd be doing something that was much more entertaining then school or anything else he'd done. He's heard stories of the KIPB's adventures (at least the one's the newspaper would release) and he's eager to get in on the action.

Kazimir has spent a long enough time attempting to raise his Pokemon's defenses, because he was foolish in his younger years and thought attack and special attack were everything. So far Tui's speed has proven to be his best defense while Harmony's general defense was better. Mirage? Well...Mirage was Mirage. It was difficult to get her to simply battle so she was, well, unchanged so to say.

Finishing his plate of eggs he walked around the island, brushing past Harmony to dump the empty plate into the sink. Grabbing his coffee cup he slipped into his sneakers. He wasn't exactly sure how to dress so he had on a pair of nice, dark blue jeans and a black button up that fit him nicely and wasn't too big or small. His hair was parted as it always was, short and layered somewhat in the back and longer in the front. Normally keeping his hair over his eye was just a bad habit he had picked up, and he decided to brush it out of the way just a bit so both his eyes were showing.

"La, Mirage, return." He said, holding both of his Pokeballs out. The red light momentarily flickered and lit up the small space before the two Pokemon vanished, though the red light that wrapped around Mirage seemed to flex a bit more before she finally gave up. Stubborn girl. He thought as he grabbed his jacket and headed out of the duplex he lived in.

It wasn't a very long walk from his home to the KIPB headquarters, thankfully. Tui stayed to his left the whole time, keeping pace with Kazimir's even stride. The Pokemon said nothing and seemed to be just as calculating as his owner.

Upon opening the door, he saw that Ms. Fala was in conversation with another woman. He was looking at her back and couldn't see the woman's face but he seemed to walk in at an awkward time, as the woman's voice was practically gasping for air. He silently closed the door and stood off to the side, leaning against the wall as his eyebrows scrunched together. He said nothing and simply waited to see what would happen.

[celestiaa]

EVERETT ROSENTHEL ✖ ✖

when he first walks past you, you are stunned by the grace with which he carries himself. his posture is straight as a ramrod but his expression is stiff and his mouth is curving downwards in displeasure, and you are disappointed to see that, despite the elegance of his walk - he could give liepards a run for their money, seriously - he looks like he would probably slit your throat for breathing too heavily. you've heard of him, this everett rosenthel, whose extraordinary attunement to psychic pokemon and his religious visits to the pokemon tower have made him an infamous newcomer to lavender town. some have said that his pokemon were victims of team rocket's pokemon trafficking, and that he has come to seek revenge and perhaps even enlightenment in the depths of the pokemon tower; others have claimed that he is nothing more than a lunatic who is borderline obsessive when it comes to psychic pokemon. however, the only thing that you're absolutely sure about is that this man is shrouded in mystery, and that the best idea would probably be to leave him alone - for now.

hailing from unova's lacunosa city, everett first discovered his affinity for psychic-type pokemon after his twin brother, edward, was infected by a dangerous, constantly evolving virus that got worse progressively after each accomplishment that everett made in his brother's stead. everett was able to connect with psychic pokemon on a whole different level, and was able to relay their thoughts and emotions where other people could not. with his blue hair, grey eyes and signature, tight-lipped personality, everett soon became a rising star and favourite when it came to monotype challenges and battles - but unfortunately, after achieving his 3rd championship victory, he went back to lacunosa at age 22 to find that his brother had died without ever being able to see the world. it was a trying experience, and a changing one, too - those who knew everett say that he was never the same after that day. for a year and a half it seemed as if everett rosenthel had slipped off the face of the earth, only to reappear in lavender town on the eve of his 24nd birthday. he has lived there ever since, in a small house shrouded in the shadow of the pokemon tower looming above it in the distance. he is as apathetic and detached as ever - very few things concern him, and how he ever got into the KPIB is a miracle, to say the least.

SEVERA ✩ ✩

she's not everett's first pokemon, but definitely one that he's closest to. as a child, he always found solosis' green, jelly-like bodies extremely fascinating. severa is extremely lazy and the baby of the team - everett typically carries her around in his arms (she's not heavy at all, so it's not much of a struggle) so she can sleep and has to feed her sweets and poffins on a daily basis in order to keep her happy.

▌reuniclus ♀ @ leftovers
▌ability: magic guard
▌bold nature
▌focus blast, recover, calm mind, psychic

KAIRI ✩ ✩

quiet and generally moody, kairi's personality is almost identical to everett's. despite her refusal to acknowledge anybody but her trainer and the other pokemon with whom she battles alongside, kairi is actually a lot more persistent than most people assume. no, not all gardevoir are graceful and gentle and elegant; if you cross kairi's bad side, she will rip you a new one.

▌gardevoir ♀ @ light clay
▌ability: trace
▌timid nature
▌reflect, light screen, healing wish, psychic

[Jenjo]

Ａｎｎａｂｅｔｈ Ｗｒｉｇｈｔ
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Team: Grace [Espeon]; Rita [Furret]; Minho [Noctowl]
Tags: Sylvie; Kazimir

Anna kept her mouth shut, listened, and typed. Her fingers moved with shocking precision, seamlessly tapping at the keys without so much as looking at them. On a word processor, she was making notes - everything that this Liane woman was saying, Anna was typing it up for references. She had a tab open and connected to the internet, scouring various websites with links to the story Liane was poorly piecing together. These kinds of incidents were common events. Anna needed something more specific to narrow down the results she currently had. Her typing paused briefly as Liane came to an exasperated end of her side of the conversation, and Annabeth looked up, pushing her thick-rim red glasses further up the bridge of her nose. Her eyes flickered between the frantic Liane to the woman sitting opposite her.

Sylvie Fala was her current boss - leader - whatever it was you wanted to tag as her title. She was one of those people who stood for no nonsense, and her gaze was so.. analytical. In truth, Annie was both terrified of her and respectful of her. The woman was intimidating in personality and appearance: she was so graceful and straightforward, perfectly capable of speaking. In many ways, she was Anna's polar opposite, and she envied the ex fashionista secretly. Under many circumstances, Anna could hardly even bear to look at her, she was so.. so much more authoritative. But now she stared at her, given the opportunity since her gaze wasn't turned to Annabeth. There was something in her eyes, those electric-blue eyes, that made her look so.. so direct. So knowing.

There was a long pause and Anna's eyes flickered to Kazimir, who was standing a little off to the side, observing. She took it as her turn to intervene. "Ma'am," she started, her hands still set on the keyboard of her laptop, "We take every case into consideration. We have seen things like this before, in which people - particularly young children - somehow manage to interact with.. the supernatural, shall we say. What you have described is not uncommon."

Annabeth took a pause, then slowly shifting her laptop off her lap and leaned forward in her seat, as if speaking of such things would wake up the nasty spirits. "Children are often unknowingly tempted into communication with the likes of spirits. You say she is singing songs, laughing - it is possible that if your child is having contact with spiritual beings, then this involves the likes of a friendlier poltergeist. Such beings usually don't cause harm - they play tricks, poke fun. You said you saw a chair move by its own accord. Perhaps this poltergeist isn't as friendly after all." Then, with a long pause and a sigh, Annabeth looked to Sylvie. "I think we should investigate. If there is a spirit, then it might not be a pleasant one."

[Honeypetal]

Terrin Evans
With; Sylvie, Kazimir, Annabeth
Arashka & Coco & Shardas

Chilly mountain breeze washed over Lavander Town, drifting through the narrow cobbled streets with sorrowful whispers and high-pitched whistles. It brushed past ornamental bells and rustled leaves of the plants that decorated windows, things that Terrin was sure the townsfolk put up to push the whole creepy vibe of the place. It was a strange setting for him, and haunting with the mournful wind, but in a way he did not much care about. Instead, the young man was more excited than anything; a true "paranormal investigator" walked the streets and it sure was him. What that meant? Little or nothing. No ghosts or creepy happenings would be actually solved by him, but protecting the important investigators and other team players stood for something in the realm of the spirits apparently.

A sudden movement caught Terrin's eye as he turned down the final creepy alleyway; Arashka? Oh, yeah, Arashka. The robed magician of a Delphox was drifting after him, eyes closed in a dream-like trance with her gnarled wand held out in a relaxed grip as it flamed its strange purple fire. It was weird, Terrin thought for the hundredth time as he whipped around and ambled down the final stretch. Arashka was weird in general; it was the same every morning. Refusing to speak and 'sleepwalking' wherever she went for a good half an hour after awaking. At least her wand gave some heat to the cold little alley.

With a yawn, Terrin pushed back his crimson hat and scratched at his head before looking up at the newly-appeared HQ. A small and unassuming building, with the same empty vibe of the whole of Lavander Town. Time for some ghost busting. Pushing through the creaky oak doors, he bustled through the strange mix of old and new that was the interior and quickly came to a creaky, oddly slanted corridor. Voices echoed down the stretch; soft voices that he barely heard until almost at 'the door'. Whistling quietly to himself, Terrin listened briefly to the feminine voice, muffled by the thin walls but still loud enough to hear. Something about not being friendly, a pause and a meek ' I think we should accept the case'. Too mild. A better phrasing would be, "Of course we'll accept the case!", which was just what Terrin exclaimed as he burst through the door, which complained with a crack and groan. "No need to worry Miss, any ghostly things can easily be cured." He continued, beaming at the mass of white lace and tangled hair that stood before him.

Arashka's crimson eyes flickered open, bright as rubies and quietly observant as she slipped in after Terrin and stowed away her wand in a mass of rust-red fur. Four other humans were spaced out amongst the airy office: a brooding male caught her attention first, standing off stoically at the side with an equally silent Jolteon at his heels. The previous speaker was on a sofa, brightly coloured but in a way that disturbed the eyes and made the Delphox wrinkle her petite snout. Lounging at her feet was a Houndoom, ivory horns dangerously curved. A woman that looked like a piece of driftwood tangled in ghastly lace and wet moss with the personality of a wet lettuce. And finally a woman with the look of taking no nonsense and dealing no nonsense. Clasping her black paws together, Arashka raised her head slightly to look down on the rest of the room as her partner made his usual scene so she could absorb the slightly tense atmosphere.

[Ayashi]

_______________ ♔ _______________
↬ Owner and Leader of KIPB
↬ Specialize in: Dark type
↬ Pokemon Team: Ling-Mistral-Wolf
↬ Location: KIPB HQ
↬ Tags: The whole team
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Sylvie could feel a headache coming on as Terrin busted though the office door, shouting at the top of his ear splitting voice. Feeling her eyebrow twitch in annoyances, the blonde only sighed at Terrin's stupidity. Beside her heel feet, Wolf gave a soft growl at the color man, his ears pulled back and thin wipe like tail flicking back and forth like a cat's. Uncrossing her arms, Sylvie patted Wolf's sleek head gently, setting him down as she waited for everyone to stop talking. Although she thought it could be nothing, she considered Anna's option. "Mrs. Call," She drew the fried woman's attention back to her, as she was looking at Terrin in shock and happiness.

The expression died however, once she face staring eye to eye with the stern looking model. Sylvie continued, leaning back on her chair, "As Annabeth as stated, children often draw spirits with out realizing it, due to how innocent they are. However," Sylvie gently rose from her seat, straighten her back and started at Liana dead on, "Since a child is involve with the haunting we will take the case, to avoid any unnecessarily harm to your daughter."

Liana gasped, clapping her hands together. "T-thank you so much!" The brown hair woman gave a deep bow in gratitude, her long hair flopping over her whole face, "I really appreciate, thank you."

"Just leave your address and any other information that may be of use to our investigation to Annabeth. Also, we need a room to claim as base during the investigation as we will be setting up our equipment." Liana nodded, before scurrying off to the friendly blonde hair woman with red rim glasses. Writing her address on a piece of paper and handing to Anna, before leaving, giving another soft 'thank-you' before closing the door.

Sylvie walked across the room, and smacked Terrin on the back of his empty head. "For being an idiot."She stated. Ignoring his yell of pain, she turn to the team. "As you may have already gather, our newest case is about a haunt house. Ordinarily, this is nothing new. However, the haunting seem to be centered around a the owners daughter, a six year girl by the name of Ami. It would seem to be poltergeist activity. This active seem to be picking over the last month. Since a child is at risk, we will take this case."

Sylvie turn to Anna, "Anna, I want you to gather any information about the house and call Everett, he's late." She stressed the late part of her sentence like a curse. Lateness was not something the ex fashion expert tolerated. Sylvie turn to the brooding man in the corner, "Kazimir, I want you and Terrin to start getting the infrared cameras, computers, and cables, into the van. Just be sure Terrin that you don't drop another computer like last time. Or your 'debt' will be doubled..."

Sylvie began to walk to her desk, which was in the back room, "I suggest bringing two pokemon with you in the investigation. Nothing overpowered, we don't want to destroy their home now, do we?"

Sylvie open her office door and closed it, leaving them to their orders. Walking to the left side of her desk, she open a draw. Some important paper work, a few pens and a shiny poke ball and great ball rolled to the front of the draw. Grabbing both, she released them. In a ray of white and blue light, two shapes formed. Hehehe, hey there Miss Model~ are we going to show those lowly ghost who's the real boss in the Pokemon world?

Hello, Sylvie.

"Mistral, Ling, you look well." Both pokemon nodded, eager to hear what their owner need them to do. "A case as turn up. So I will need Mistral and Wolf with me. Ling, I want you to stay here and guard base."

Right, understood. The Umbreaon nodded, his gave stern.

Hmm, I guess if I have to I'll work with that brute, Wolf. But~ it bets being stuck here. Hehe, sucks to be you Ling.

[avanhellica]

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x-Kazimir Maxim
x-The Rookie;
x-Electric
x-La, Mirage, Tui
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Kazimir found it interesting how quickly Ms. Wright stepped in to add onto the conversation, no doubt in attempt to cool down the slightly hysterical Mrs. Call, whose name Kazimir had picked up while listening; since he happened to walk in towards the end of the woman's pleading rant. Kazimir found it difficult to relate completely to Mrs. Call and therefore did not feel too bad for her, despite the gasping and tired eyes of the woman, but he completely understood her desperation.

Kazimir had been desperate as well, once, for the help of someone when he was a child. He was perhaps eight or nine, maybe even ten when he had sought for the help of some paranormal investigators to check his mother, Mrs. Maxim. She had begun to act strange after she took a trip to visit a shrine in honor of some ancient family member that Kazimir couldn't recall. The signs that something had changed about her did not quite begin to show up until perhaps four days or so after. She ceased to communicate at all except by making strange groaning noises that sounded like a whimpering dog of some sort. Kazimir would catch her eating raw meat out of the freezer, objects around the house would spontaneously combust, and Kazimir would wake up to his mother staring at him from the crack to his bedroom door. But he didn't truly suspect she was possessed until he happened to catch her eyes and saw the pupil had eaten all the colors and whites to her eyes.

Many people refused to help Kazimir, mainly because of his age. He was only a child, how could he be telling the truth? It was only his imagination after all. Eventually he found the KIPB headquarters. Without making a formal meeting (he was too little to know better as it was) he simply burst in the doors and asked for help. (Of course, Ms. Fala was not the current leader of the group because that would be impossible as it is). After getting the young Kazimir to calm down and tell his story, they accepted and eventually discovered that his mother was possessed, by a rather curious and easily angered Ninetails spirit. His mother was never quite the same after they performed the exorcism but ever since then, Kazimir has felt like it was his duty to become a member and now; here he was.

He dragged his thoughts and attention back to the present whenever he heard his name being said, along with Terrin's. He said nothing as he shoved his hands into the jeans of his pockets, giving a slight dip of his head to show he had heard and acknowledged Ms. Fala's orders to start carrying the equipment. His fingers wrapped around the familiar, smoothness to the only regular pokeball he owned, the one carrying Harmony. He clicked the pokeball and with a pop and flash, Harmony was standing next him. She peered around the HQ hesitantly before tilting her head and smiling, slightly wiggling her yellow and black-striped ears.

"Help me carry these cameras down to the van would you please?" He said quietly and Harmony immediately began to help Kazimir with his job. Despite the fact Harmony had more like flippers instead of fingers, she was quite adept and careful when she carried objects, which is why Kazimir had asked her to help him.

As he went into the supply room and began to carry the computer monitors they used to show each room they needed to investigate, he mulled over the idea of which Pokemon he should bring along with him. While most would think Harmony was the strongest Pokemon he owned it was, in fact, his Dragonair. The stubborn serpent proved to be difficult to train but her safeguard move proved to be most effective when creating last minute barriers. He would of gladly chosen Harmony and Tui in a heartbeat but he wasn't sure if it was a good idea to have to electric types with him at once.

After placing a couple loads or so into the van and heading back into HQ he peaked around into the leader's office. "Ms. Fala?" He asked quietly. He was fairly certain she knew about his stubborn Dragonair, cheerful Ampharos, and loyal Jolteon. Perhaps she'd be able to help aid in the situation. "I'm unsure of which Pokemon to bring. Mirage's safeguard can prove to be incredibly helpful but she tends to frequently come out of her pokeball and is the strongest one I have. But I'm not sure if I should bring both my electric types either..." He drifted off, scratching the back of his neck. Behind him, Harmony had lost interest in helping carry items (though she did help a bit) and was now busy humming a song to herself.

((What Pokemon are Wolf and Mistral? I assumed Ling was an Umbreon but the pictures were gone and I couldn't figure out which ones the other two were:3))

[Jenjo]

Ａｎｎａｂｅｔｈ Ｗｒｉｇｈｔ
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Team: Grace [Espeon]; Rita [Furret]; Minho [Noctowl]
Tags: Sylvie; Kazimir; Terrin

It didn't come as a surprise, Terrin bursting into the room. He was quite spontaneous. Regardless, Annabeth jumped slightly in her seat and glanced over her shoulder at him. Of course he was bouncing to take on the case, considering the past few days at headquarters had been rather uneventful. Her gaze flickered to Arashka, his Delphox, only to find that the Pokémon briefly held her gaze with distaste. As if through instinct, Annie cringed and turned away with haste.

Then Sylvie, shooting Terrin a brief but stern glare, returned the focus to their client. Something Annabeth and Terrin said must have made her decision sway to taking the case. A small smile pulled on the corners of her lips as she nodded in agreement, Sylvie closing the conversation with a sense of finality. In turn, Mrs. Call shuffled over to Anna and scribbled down an address on a scrap piece of paper, her hands trembling - most likely in relief. With a soft smile, Anna bid their client farewell as she walked the uneasy woman to the front door. As the woman rounded the corner of the street and fell away from sight, Beth closed the door slowly as she looked to the address on the piece of paper in her hand. It sounded pretty isolated from what she could tell. However, her thought train was snapped off its rails as she re-entered the main room to the sound of Sylvie slapping Terrin's head and referring to him as an idiot. Holding back her smirk, Anna shuffled back over to the sofa, where she had left her laptop lying on. Sylvie gave them all the run-down basics of the case, basically just for Terrin's benefit, and then turned to her. Nodding at her request, Anna swiftly tugged her phone out of her green trouser pocket.

She had all the KPIB members' phone numbers on speed dial in case of emergencies, of course. She tapped the number two on the screen and put the phone to her ear as the others cleared the room to go about their duties. Three ring tones later, she was speaking quickly. "Ev, you're late. Fala's gonna kill you if you don't get your butt down here. We got a case - Liane Call, a child making spiritual contact with some sort of poltergeist. We're going to investigate as soon as everything's loaded up and ready to go. Okay?" she didn't even wait for a reply. "Right, bye." Normally Beth wasn't so short with people, but right now they had a case to deal with, and Ev really couldn't afford to be late. After all, he was their Medium - they couldn't carry out a case without him.

With that phone call over and done with, Annabeth shoved the phone back in her pocket and slammed her laptop shut. She had a few books to take out of the office room, plus her laptop charger and a few USB flash drives that could have potential information. The rest of the equipment was stashed away in the supply room, so Kazimir and Terrin were left to gather all of those things up. Laptop held in the crook of her arm, Anna weaved down the narrow corridor, past Sylvie's office and into what was known as the research office. Really, it was her office open to visitors. As per usual, the place was neat and tidy. The desk pushed up to the window had the usual stationary in the appropriately labelled boxes, a hi-tech monitor with a matching pristine-white keyboard and mouse set in the middle of the table; the bookcase was neat with books organized by author name; the cupboards were shut but their contents included paperwork and various drawers. She tugged the laptop charger from the plug by the desk, plucked a few blank USBs and a couple of full ones from the hooks lining the walls. Her eyes skimmed over the huge map of Kanto on the wall, and she scuttled over to it with her eyebrow raised. Tracing her fingers over the paper, she found the approximate location of Liane Call's house. Rushing back to gather everything else she'd need, Beth took a few books from the shelves on the other side of the room, her hands full. With a good deal of bother, she managed to pull her three Pokéballs from her belt. They all clicked open as the fell to the floor, revealing her little gang.

Grace surveyed the room with a cold gaze, before looking to Anna. Similarly, Minho held a look of dull disinterest, perching himself on the desk chair. Rita was the only one who looked even mildly pleased to see her trainer gathering things up for a case. "Sorry Rita, boss says only two Pokémon, and you've been on every case this month already." Anna said with a grimace. As expected, the Furret sniffed stubbornly. "You're boss here til we get back, though. Keep the others in line, you hear?" The Furret merely flicked her tail, bitter that she wasn't going to be joining them. Of the three, Rita was probably the most interested in busting out some moves on some ghost-type Pokémon. "You two, let's go." Anna added, gesturing to the office door. Rita trailed along to the front door but didn't follow them outside to the van. Loading her own equipment into the boot, and slammed the door shut again and turned to her Pokémon. "Don't all look so glum." she muttered, only to receive a snarky reply from Grace.

"Annabeth, we're bored of these dead-end cases. Nothing exciting ever happens anymore." Dismissing this, Beth brushed the Espeon's telepathic comment aside and lingered outside the van, waiting for the others.

[@ Avanhellica - Wolf is a Houndoom, Mistral is a Sneasel, and Ling is an Umbreon, I think ^^]

[Honeypetal]

Terrin Evans
With; Sylvie, Kazimir, Annabeth
Arashka & Coco & Shardas

Despite Sylvie's brief look of icy venom and her hound's ominous growling, Terrin wasn't put off. She was just a little cranky, as always; why would they refuse a case? No action for days. Nothing but waiting, painful waiting. The thought of another day without anything made the dark-skinned man want to shudder. As it was he watched on eagerly and with bated breath, fists slightly clenched as he stared at Sylvie. She dragged it on as always, but Terrin still let out a sigh of relief and grinned when she finally said yes. Something! Something with a creepy little kid as well; Coco would be over the moon. The next few moments were less intense and left Terrin antsy and fidgeting. The mousy woman thanked them all profusely; things he cared for after succeeding. For now, it just got in the way.

Arashka was smirking softly by his side, ruby eyes glinting in amusement at Anna. No surprises there; the mage liked to make people uncomfortable and the girl was easy prey. Nevertheless, that wasn't fair and Terrin shot the Delphox a quick glance and jab to make her stop staring. Terrin retained eye contact as she looked back at him defiantly, but he lost interest as "Mrs. Call" made her leave.

"Hey, Ara; looks like we're-" he said as the client finally left, turning to Arashka with a wide smile and nudging the Delphox's softly furred arms. Before he could finish, a hard whack around the head cut off his words and made his ears ring. "Hey!" Terrin yelped, whipping around to face his attacker and rubbing at the offended area furiously. Sylvie. Blue eyes narrowed in disgruntlement, he shook his head as the willowy woman went off on explaining the case without so much of a backwards glance. For a leader she didn't put much effort in maintaining healthy and happy relationships with co-workers sometimes. Huffing slightly, Terrin straightened himself and his lop-sided hat as Arashka swept up beside him.

"I make it 2 minutes." the psychic said coolly, a hint of amusement in her voice. "A record, no?" He exhaled loudly in reply, punching her shoulder with a quick grin. Whatever; they were out and doing things so a little scrap wasn't anything to worry about.
"Ahh, shut up." was all he said, ignoring Ara's laughter and focusing on Sylvie's words. Haunted house...child...Annabeth aaaand finally him and Kazimir. Van-loading; made considerably easier with Arashka's help. Most of the time. Sometimes, Arashka argued with Coco and ended up losing concentration on levitation. Sometimes it was best to keep them separated on such high-focus tasks. Looking sheepishly at Sylvie, Terrin laughed nervously and said, "Hehe, yeah we're still very sorry about that very important computer...anyway, on it."

Nodding determinedly, even with the menial task and memory of the previous mishap, Terrin turned away and released both Coco and Shardas in bursts of dappled blue light. Coco's slender but powerful form materialised first, a toothy grin on her chocolate and cream face as she stood up to her full, massive height and regarded her trainer with avid interest. Shardas formed second with his usual guise of unfeeling feathery lump. Terrin's attention was immediately drawn to his lioness's enthusiasm and he beamed down at the mass of muscle and and fur. "Right; we've got a case. Shardas, you'll have to stay behind since it's a l'il kid. Stay out of trouble, right?" he quickly shot out, wanting to leave as soon as possible. Without waiting for a reaction from either, the guardian bustled away with Arashka to the sounds of bickering behind him.

Lugging up some random equipment, probably a camera or something of the sort, Terrin looked around to see Ara slipping out her wand, the end instantly alight with fire as she levitated a mass of matt black recording equipment and trotted over to him. "I hope this is worth it." she muttered, tossing her small head back at having to use her powers for such a task. "I don't see Wolf raising a single paw, and Arceus forbid Grace contributing to this."

Ignoring her complaints, Terrin bundled the heavy mass downstairs, floorboards creaking at every step compared with the silence of Arashka's soft feet. The first part was true, he pondered as he carefully placed the camera in the van with the Delphox still by his side. It had best not be worthless and boring, or worse a complete dud.

[Ayashi]

_______________ ♔ _______________
↬ Owner and Leader of KIPB
↬ Specialize in: Dark type
↬ Pokemon Team: Ling-Mistral-Wolf
↬ Location: Van - Outside
↬ Tags: Anna - Terrin - Kazimir
_______________ ♔ _______________

"Ms.Fala?"

Kazimir's quiet voice broke Sylive's train of thought. Glancing to the right, she saw the blue hair man leaning in from the creak in her office door. The blonde raised an eyebrow, silently asking him what he need. "I'm unsure of which Pokemon to bring. Mirage's safeguard can prove to be incredibly helpful but she tends to frequently come out of her pokeball and is the strongest one I have. But I'm not sure if I should bring both my electric types either..." He fell silently, his tone of voice unsure of what to do in his plight. Sylvie straighten the file she was currently sorting. Placing it down in the bottom drawn, she thought of the tempered dragon. Kazimir made a good point of Mirage's safeguard being a benefit to the case, as they did not fully know what they would be challenging. Although, with two Electric pokemon in the house, the spirit could gather more energy to manifest itself, and possible attack them.Though it was always better to have a ace in the hole...not many pokemon where resilient against dragon types...

Sylive looked back at the Kazimir, "I believe that bringing Mirage would be the best in this situation. She could possible since where the spirit is if Everett does not show."

The model gentle placed the file in it's proper draw, before gently shutting it with the tips of her manicure finger nails. "If Mirage becomes to much of a nuisance, I'll simply have Mistral help calm her down."

Mistral giggled maniacally from where she was. Currently the dual pokemon was spinning in her owners black leather chair, making it go faster and faster as she rounded the desk again and again, kicking at the desk repeatedly with her clawed feet. Ling growled at his team mate from where he sat by Sylvie's feet, reminding her not to damage the wooden desk with her sharp and hooked claws. The only girl pokemon ignored him, spinning even faster. Hehehe~ Yes! Hissed the Sneasel, gripping the long arms of the chair as the world around her became a blur shapes and colors,

I won't have any trouble taking care of a little snake that thinks she can fly~ I'll make her into a snake pop by the time I'm finished! Mistral laughed, rocking in the chair back and forth. The chair wobbled and creak before tipping over, crashing to the floor with a loud 'THUD!'. Ling glared at the still giggling pokemon, who was laying upside down, her feet in the air, while her lower back was supported by the wall from where she hung upside down on the floor, her head cocked to the side. Sylvie ignored it all that went between her two beloved pokemon. Instead she graded a light red purse with a light sliver chain that hung from the two top corners from her coat hanger. Slipping it over her right shoulder, she knelt down to pet Ling one last time. "I'll bring you next time, alright?" Ling nodded, his long black and yellow ringed ears pulled against his head, his dark eyes half closed as he enjoyed the attention he was receiving. Giving him a soft smile, Sylvie rose, and started to walk out of the office, Ling trotting by her side as he walked her out, like the loyal pokemon he was. Mistral cried out to the both of them when she realized they were leaving her. Tripping over the white carpet in her hast, Mistral hurried after them to the front door.

Wolf sat beside the entrance, his long tail curled in front of his paws like a cats. Ling nodded to his fellow dark type, giving Wolf a quick farewell. Good luck. Watch after our Master, and be sure Mistral does not get lose again...

Oh you get lose going to the bathroom ONE TIME and suddenly every-pokemon thinks you can't find your way out of a paper bag!

You got lose in our home Mistral... Shut up!

Ling gave a gently sigh before turning away from his team, rubbed against his human's long leg, and jumped up on the seat Sylvie had previously been sitting on only an hour again. Sylive mimicked Ling's sigh, and ushered her pokemon out the door, "Come on, let's go or we will never leave."

Sylive left the door open for Anna and Kazimir as she gracefully walked to the black van, watching as Terrin and his fox like pokemon, Arashka, load the last of the boxes into the back. "Kazimir, your driving, Anna, give him the address. If Everett is not here in the next five minutes, he can walk to the house himself."

{@Avanhellica- Yes Ling is an Umbreon, and as Jen has said, Mistral is a Sneasel, while Wolf is a Houndoom. I loved your post about the possessed mother, in fact it creeped me out, especially the part were she was watching from the door.shudders}

[avanhellica]

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x-Kazimir Maxim
x-The Rookie;
x-Electric
x-La, Mirage, Tui
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Kazimir listened silently and respectfully as Ms. Fala spoke to him in regards to his predicament. He watched out of the corner of his eyes as she began to file her nails. Sometimes Kazimir forgot their leader was also a model, and fairly good at it as well. When people came here in search of some help, they were often surprised to find out that the model owned the business. Some thought it was a joke but Ms. Fala isn't necessarily the joking type, which Kazimir can completely relate to. Ms. Fala is a proud woman who takes her jobs and clients very seriously, once she has deemed the case to be a 'true' case and not some fake prank of some kind.

"I believe that bringing Mirage would be the best in this situation. She could possible since where the spirit is if Everett does not show. If Mirage becomes to much of a nuisance, I'll simply have Mistral help calm her down."

The idea of Mistral, Ms. Fala's beloved Sneasel, trying to take out Mirage was an amusing thought for Kazimir indeed. While Mistral was tiny in comparison to Mirage, the dark and ice type Pokemon was certainly a dangerous predator. With her razor sharp claws and amazing speed, she could probably pack a dangerous punch with any ice-type moves she knew. While Mistral's flamethrower could of proven to be Mistral's weakness, that would only be if it landed.

His eyes happened upon Mistral as she spun around in her owner's chair, obviously enjoying herself. Wolf seemed agitated by Mistral but Mistral was either blatantly ignoring the Houndoom or was having too much fun to care. Kazimir gave his head a slight shake as he realized Ms. Fala had finished speaking. "Thank you I will be sure to bring Mirage then." He gave a polite dip of his head, his dark hair covering his eye for a moment before he flicked it out of the way as he headed out of the office space and back towards the closet.

It seemed that Terrin had been the one to finish carrying the rest of the tools and equipment into the van, along with the help of his tall and beautiful Delphox. Kazimir was unsure what feelings he had for Terrin, simply because he didn't know the reckless and humorous guy very well. He seemed to talk a lot more than Kazimir did, as well, not that he had any problem with that. Most people did anyways. Kazimir was a guy of few words, but he took in his surroundings quite easily and was very good at noticing the small details.

Standing off the side a bit, Kazimir called forth the other two of his Pokemon. One of the Pokeballs was the familiar blue and red pattern of a Great Ball, which contained Mirage. The other was a pink and yellow one, a Heal Ball, that contained Tui. Harmony was already standing near Kazimir, still humming songs to herself. As the figure of his Dragonair began to take form, it was obvious she was not at all pleased to see Kazimir. She snorted and jerked her head to the side, sizing up her owner out of the corner of her steely violet eyes. Kazimir, unlike some of the members of KIPB, he didn't have a very good telepathic link with his pokemon. But he could read them very well.

"We have a case file involving a possible haunting today," Kazimir stated, staring down at Tui as he sat patiently down and waited for Kazimir to finish. "And I can only take two of you along with me. One of the reasons being so we don't overwhelm the family with too many Pokemon. It will just be easier to manage. I've decided, along with help from Ms. Fala, to bring Mirage along and Tui." Mirage snorted again, narrowing her eyes and jerking her head. She was not pleased at all but at least she didn't attempt to stun Kazimir with a shock wave like she normally did when angered. "And if you don't behave Ms. Fala informed me that she would allow Mistral to handle the situation. I know ice agitates you and I won't hesitate to allow her to do so." He then turned his attention towards Harmony, who's ears had sagged down and her tail drooped when she realized she would not be allowed to travel along with her partner. "I will take you on the next case Harmony, I promise." Was all he said and she perked up a bit, "As of now you should stay here. Don't mess with the coffee machine and keep an eye on things along with Ling, would you?"

Calling Mirage back into her Pokeball, he knelt down next to Tui. They stared at each other for a moment before Kazimir said, "Shall we?" The Jolteon nodded and Kazimir rose, turning to face Ms. Fala. He gave a nod of his head and headed over towards the front door, grabbing a set of the keys that hung next to the door. "I'll warm the van up." He said and headed out to the van. He sat in the driver's side, starting the car. Tui sat up on his shoulder, his back paws resting on the seat.

{{Ah, thank you very much Jenjo and Aya. Also thank you C: I hoped it would be creepy ^^; My sister did that to me one time to scare me so I thought I'd add it in :3 Also another quick question. Can the pokemon communicate verbally with one another or would you prefer they just did gestures?}}