Silph Tower has crumbled, shaken entirely by the seismic activity that had manifested from nowhere, but he suffers not a scratch thanks the generosity of his employer.

Balancing on one foot and twirling at the tip of his toes, Proton glances at Sabrina, the wild expression in his eyes beginning to settle, before saying one simple thing:

" Only one of them agreed to a contract, thaaat means the rest of them are available for ah-- AH HEM-- some interrogating? "

His hands clap together, that was never a good thing to come from the assassin's mouth.

" Won't you lemme mess with the weird little shit who had the Hypno? He looked in MY head, it's only fair I get a look in return. "

Why him?

Fingers flickered through pages of the case file that he was able to obtain for this, brown eyes scanning text on paper, a deep sigh leaving his nostrils as brows knitted together in thought. At first it seemed as though there was a lot of information here—but the more he got into it and scanned all of the text, he realized quickly that there wasn’t much here after all.

“Someone disappeared…fifteen years ago? And they think she did it…yeah…that tracks.”

Psyker’s and Espers always seemed to have a bad reputation…There was a reason he kept his ability so subtle, and pretty much under lock and key except for a couple of people he knew he could trust. Though, he was never anything like Sabrina—No, his emotional senses were quite minor in comparison to her abilities

Thank god no one could really notice when he used it.

First thing was first, though. He had to meet the client and get as much information from her as possible in order to plead her case. With another deep breath Apollo nods to himself before walking into the room, sitting down with nothing but a pane of glass separating the two of them.

“Hello, Ms.Natsume. My name is Apollo Justice, and I’m here to represent you in court.” He’s doing his best to be professional—he still seems to get a little nervous, though. He sits, setting his suitcase down next to him so he can sit across from her. Helmand resting on his lap and fingers idly toying with the gold bracelet on his wrist.

“First and foremost, I need to hear your side of the story if I’m going to prove your innocence. The information they gave me was…minimal. What can you tell me?”

Clair is quick on the draw, fingers flying across her splintered Pokegear screen as she rattles off a quick response. The back of the Magnet Train is private enough, as the tamer was lucky enough to secure a whole row to herself upon boarding. She'd be arriving in Saffron soon.

[txt]: Yes. I need details on Rocket activit in kanto. Red to;d me about your involvmemnt.

[txt]: heading to Saffron. Can we meet?

CatWalk! 2/??

Encouraging news absolutely. However, Green has a feeling that, if switched roles, his other self would have gone regardless. And so he will.

"I will be cautious. I certainly do not want to just increase the number of casualties." Heavy breath. "I'd be very grateful if you came with me. Though... Can we keep this a secret from Red?"

( txt: sabrina ) already got food at the station. was gonna bring coffee for everyone else too.

Not to mention he could at least go somewhat anonymous here, unlike back in Johto. He didn't particularly care - he liked talking to people - but sometimes it was nice just to be able to blend in with the crowds and go about his day. With the overcast weather, nobody looked too closely at who was around them - people hurrying to-and-fro for fear of the heavens opening.

He knew Sabrina had him clocked from the moment he'd arrived on the Magnet Train, though. She probably knew what time he was due to arrive, even. After all, hadn't she once commented she'd known he would battle her from the time Red was still on his own journey?

He'd often wondered just how far her psychic powers could go. It was a terrifying thought, in theory, if Sabrina wasn't exactly who she was.

The sliding doors to the gym parted and Gold stepped through, pacing to the desk. The Gym hadn't changed a great deal since he'd came in here as a challenger - a few updates and fresh faces, though. One of the gym trainers recognized him ("I knew you were coming!") and escorted him up and through to Sabrina's on-site office.

Which was surprising, but he supposed she did run double-duty still.

The trainer knocked twice and opened it for Gold, who gave a curt nod and stepped on through with a smile.

"Hello, Sabrina. Thank you for seeing me. How are you?"