{RP} The S.S. Wishmaker - Tides of Witchcraft

[[Desolate Divine]]

Jon Drake
Pokemon Battling Stadium
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga

Jon practised in the empty battling arena making the most of the space. Whilst there was room for other competitors, it seemed none had made use of the facility being available to them. Not that he cared too much. Better for him if his opponent for this evening is unprepared.

He was pulled from his thoughts by his phone buzzing. Recognizing the app giving notifications as one installed for the operation, he quickly pulled out his room key, holding it to the back of the phone as the messages unscrambled. Unlike the email system used for long updates, this app was modelled off of an app like Telegram, where users subscribe to a channel and the person who owns it posts short text updates.

-Breach attempted on Target's Room.
-Contact lost with operatives breaching.
-Backup sent in.

"This isn't good..." Jon muttered to himself. This was the second time in twenty-four hours that operatives had made a move and then lost contact. The operatives from last night are still missing, and it wouldn't be long before it is official that the operatives from this breach were missing. The ones providing backup were also at risk.

"Latios," Jon called out to the seemingly empty arena, as an invisible Pokemon materialized in front of him, "I was hoping to keep this as a trump card, but we can't keep doing the same s**t hoping something changes."

Latios looked at Jon with an expression of concern, sensing Jon's unease. The Eon Pokemon was known for its supernatural empathy, and understanding the emotions of humans around it, however that was the least of his talents.

"Find the Diamond Ladies, and tail them. Don't be seen." Jon explained, "Send what you see to me in a few minutes, and don't intervene. If the agents going in now are hurt, that is on command for sending them in after what's just happened. All we are trying to do is find out what's going on. From what we know from the last few nights, these girls aren't as level headed as they'd have us believe. They are probably panicking so try and tune in for that. Hurry!"

Sensing the urgency, Latios disappeared, going invisible.

Jon began briskly walking to the locker room, planning on locking himself in a shower cubicle and running that, whilst Latios shared what he saw. A split second after there was a loud bang from above, as light poured in from a fresh, Eon Pokemon shaped hole in the ceiling... Jon instantly regretted telling Latios to hurry without specifying to use the door, dreading the increase his Public Damages Insurance (because what responsible professional battler wouldn't be covered for accidental battle damage) after he makes a claim for that...

Jon found himself a cubicle, before running the water and sitting on the bench near the door, watching his phone for updates. Whilst it was easier for him to close his eyes when sight sharing with Latios, it left him blind to the world around him, and vulnerable, so practise was needed to try and focus on the image in his head whilst still taking in his surroundings. After a few minutes, there was a flash of light, and when it disappated, whilst he was still seeing his phone, his imagination, for lack of better word, showed a first person perspective from Latios' point of view. High above the ship, Latios watched as people went past, seemingly with aura floating around them, which Jon had come to learn represented their emotions. Most were a light blue, showing calm, with tinges of yellow scattered through, showing happiness. Among them were a couple of grey aura, representing anxiety. One was a man arguing with his wife on the deck, another was a child standing on the diving board at the pool, Latios flew around the ship, being careful to not bump into anybody whilst invisible. However before long, Latios found them. Two of the Diamond Ladies, with a deep grey aura, carrying an Eevee with an aura so red, Jon felt Latios' shock at it. This Eevee was angry about something. They rounded a corner, however as Latios went to tail them, noticed something shocking. A girl with long black hair, and sunglasses wearing a bikini identical to one of Alyssa's. After a moment, Jon realized what was going on. Alyssa had brought her wigs with her in case she wanted to do some poking around unrecognized. She seemingly noticing them rounding the corner, and walking in the direction the two girls had just come from.

Jon felt a pit in his stomach knowing Alyssa was there, however had no way of communicating with Latios. All he could do was see and hear what Latios saw and heard, and wait for Latios to return to him in due time. He considered attempting to send Alyssa a text, however that much focus could interrupt the connection with Latios, and she was going in the opposite direction. Cassandra wasn't with them, but it would be too difficult and risky to warn her. Jon had to reassure himself that Alyssa could handle herself, as Latios trailed not too far behind the two girls and their Eevee...

Alyssa Drake
Guest Quarter Hallways
Affected RPers: @Noblejanobii @Chakramaster

The three girls had been not even a few meters away when they stopped and began talking quietly amongst themselves, seemingly worried about something, before leaving very quickly. Something had upset them.

"Goddamn it..." Alyssa muttered to herself once they were out of earshot, "Don't worry, it was them not you."

Yuki cried out happily enjoying the scratch and attention before returning calmly to her Pokeball.

"I wouldn't be a good journalist if I let this sit..." Alyssa muttered to herself, before looking around trying to find a quiet corner where she wouldn't be noticed for a moment. Whilst she had no intention of swimming today, she had worn her swimsuit underneath her clothes to be a quick change in case she needed a disguise. Granted, it may have possibly drawn more attention to her, however a wig and some sunglasses without changing her clothes would do almost nothing. She quickly removed her clothes, hoping nobody was noticing her stripping down and enjoying the show.

Pulling a long jet black wig from her bag, she quickly tied her hair into a messy, and easy to manage bun, putting on the wig, and a pair of sunglasses that were bought due to their tendency to cover a bit more of her face. Finally she pulled a flattened beach bag from out of her handback, that she had spent ages the night before folding and tying down to take up as little room as possible, before dumping all of her belongings in there, before heading out in the direction the girls had left with.

After a little while of poking around she heard a shout from a few corners away. Alyssa waited by the corner for a minute, before poking her head out, and noticing Violet and Jarena turning a corner a few meters away from her. No Cassandra however.

"Odd..." Alyssa thought to herself. Whilst part of her wanted to follow them, she was more interested in Cassandra. Violet and Jarena had sat this tournament out, so whilst they'd be a good third party interview, maybe an expert opinion on the battle, they weren't as much of a prized encounter as a competitor like Cassandra was.

Once the two girls had been gone for a minute, Alyssa walked out, heading down the hallway they had emerged from, wondering if Cassandra was there, possibly having forgotten something from their room.

Instead of finding the prized battler however, Alyssa turned a corner, finding two Pokemon amongst a pile of clothes. A Buizel and Pachirisu, both looking dazed.

Alyssa took a second to take in what she was seeing, before chuckling and kneeling down to pet the Buizel, figuring it stood the least chance of shocking her.

"So I see we have two little clothes thieves aboard the S.S. Wishmaker..." Alyssa laughed to herself, remembering as a child, her brothers Growlithe running out of her room with her socks. After a moment however she recognized the orange garment, taking off her sunglasses to make sure they weren't messing with the color of it.

"Did you steal this from Avery?" Alyssa asked, struggling not to laugh...