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Eunmi made her way to the bridge on Route 3. Or at least, where she thought it was. Where was she, anyway?

[You're not going to make us spar underwater, are you?] D-Vee asked. [That looked hard...]

"It's this way, right?" Eunmi said, turning around.

[Dali would be okay, but he's a water type. He'd have an advantage there, don't you think? Maybe even be more agile. I'm different... I don't think I can paint in water.]

"No no, it must have been that way. I was right the first time," Eunmi replied.

[All this walking is making me hungry,] D-Vee complained. Eventually, Eunmi found where Salieri was.

"Hey!! Sorry it took so long! We got lost!"

Paint was splattered all over the floor. Luckily, sheets of plastic had been laid down, but it was surprising how much paint had managed to drip onto the ground. It was probably in correlation to the way the artist was feverishly working, swapping between brushes and colors.

DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA~!

The ringtone went off abruptly out of no where, causing Artemis to jump. Her paintbrush made a long sideways streak, jagged towards the ends as she regained control of the brush. Her eye twitched, whole body frozen as she stared at the ruined painting, the (pokemon center) ringtone repeating over and over. She let the brush clatter to the floor, spinning around with a sigh and wiping her hands on her smock. She flipped open the phone - it was evident she didn't care too much if paint got on it, since everything but the screen had markings of color on it, almost to the extent of making the numbers impossible to see.

"Yes?" she said in an annoyed tone.

"Miss Rose? It's Karen, Director Heartfield's assistant," the voice on the other end said. Her voice was small, almost intimidated.

"Artemis is fine," she said, correcting Karen for the hundredth time. "And I'm aware who you are."

"R-Right," she said in a squeak. "W-well, there was another incident in Nacrene-"

"-And they're tired of Pokemon Center related information making it's way to the headlines of the news when more important things should be making the front page," Artemis nodded. She listened as Karen explained how the head nurse - Amber - had recently been found burned in the back of the Nacrene Center and had attacked an innocent bystander shortly after. Artemis leaned over her desk, making a note of the nurse's name on a pad of paper.

"-I-I know such tasks could be left lower levels of management, but considering this is the second - maybe even third event within 48 hours, Director Heartfield would appreciate if administrative measures were taken."

"That's fine. But Karen?" she paused, standing up right. "Can you please tell Director Heartfield I am billing him for a new 10 foot canvas?"

"W-what?"

"Kidding," Artemis said, glancing back at her painting. She'd just have to take some turpenoid to it. She clicked the phone closed and sighed. This piece had to be finished before her gallery opening...

* * * * *

Artemis Rose appeared out of no where. A black and white blur had appeared next to her when she had emerged from a teleport, but disappeared before it could be identified. She was paint-free, dressed in tight black jeans, a white tank top and a cool looking jacket. She had sunglasses on and was wearing heeled boots. She had an air of confidence about her, and didn't seem like she was in the mood to be bothered.

She looked up at the police station and walked in. She stepped up to the person at the desk, flipping her wallet out and showing her 6-star Pokemon Trainer ID - her rank with the Pokemon Administration was high up - part of the counsel, ranking higher than Gym Leaders, if only because of her status as Head Administrator of Pokemon Centers (and Poke Mart affiliates).

"I'm here to speak with one of my employees that was taken into custody," she said, removing her sunglasses.

Did this lady have authority here? Was the Pokemon Association that important government wise? Yes. Frankly, the PA had such a hold on the world, trainers, regulations with Pokemon, it was like handing PETA a government power. Or so that's how Roland saw it. Course, PETA would never admit they were bastards, the PA made a fortune off of pokemon fighting.

Sick dirty...

"Yeah, I'll grab her," Roland said and he went to retrieve Amber. After a moment an officer met Artemis to lead her to a room with a table where she would be sitting across form Amber.

Unless she liked standing.

Amber sat prim and proper, none of the previous fit present on her face. Light burns adorned her face, half of it burned like this, the other half beautiful, it seemed naturally so.

Artemis stood, not bothering to try and make herself comfortable. She didn't intend on staying long.

"My name is Artemis Rose," the woman said, arms crossed. "You may or may not have heard of me," she paused. While she was head of the Pokemon Centers, she did not maintain a very strong presence among them. Each region had a regional manager, but Artemis' position was above even that.

"I am the head administrator of PCO," she explained, PCO being Pokemon Center Organization. "Amber Lance, correct? In light of the recent events, I regret to inform you that you are being terminated from your position as head nurse at the Nacrene Center.

"You will be compensated for your injuries, a total of 5,000,000P (roughly $50,000), with an additional 200,000P a month for the course of a year or until you are able to regain employment in addition to any assistance you need for medical reasons related to last nights incident.

"I need to take your PA PCO ID, and afterwards we can go through the paperwork to cover your bail," Artemis said, sounding rather bored. "If you have questions or complaints..."

The woman paused, uncrossing her hands and placing them in her pockets.

"You may fill out a form and submit it on the PCO website," she said sternly.

((God dammit I'm stupid.))

EDITED

[I didn't think people would randomly come to the train yard,] Darumi admitted. It seemed silly. An old train yard. Pfft, what kind of losers came here? No wait, Nwashere. oops.

[Sorry,] he said, apologizing for his thoughts.

"D-darumi?" Henrietta said again and Darumi turned and waved.

[Henrietta!] He shouted and he rolled on over. Henrietta could only stare. She didn't have a pokedex or any real nonflashy way to seeing if it was him. His pokeball had been taken by Gorm, too. She looked down at the fiery eyebrowed Pokemon, searching for some way to tell it was him.

"Is that you?" her voice was a whisper. Could he understand her? Were Pokemon that complex?

Darumi nodded.

Was that a sign? Did he really get it? Was it really him? Henrietta stopped caring. She grit her teeth.

Henrietta was shaking. So many things were going through her head right now. So many things. She looked up at N and there was a fire in her eyes, beneath the layer of tears that splintered her vision like cracked glass.

"Y-you." It was all she could manage. She was shaking, angry. Normally she locked herself out from abuse. Normally she could just shut up and take it. Walk away. But she snapped, this was different. N had casually acted like a friend while he had taken her Pokemon. He was one of THEM!

Her voice cracked, the word came out a sob, "monster!" And she charged, she dove for him.

***

Amber held a pleasant smile. Hands folded, fingers laced together. "Ms. Rose," she said as she made eye contact, "please vacate the premise. Everyone here has been corrupted by a devil, I surely would regret it if I had to cleanse you as well. With your position it would be devastating."

She licked her lips. "I don't know if I could manage such guilt. So," her voice didn't shake, her body language didn't change. She was like a doctor happily informing you that you'd beaten cancer, "please go."

Artemis twitched, quickly suppressing her reaction. She had gone through all the trouble to go all the way here to do some stupid task lower management could have handled at Director Heartfield's request just for that...?

Artemis said nothing, twisting to face Roland.

"Forget I said anything about bail," she murmured, glancing back at Amber. "Following PCO regulations, you will receive your check within 14 business days."

Artemis exited. Although she had managed to stay calm and professional, she was annoyed by the woman's reaction. They had set up the system that in the event of medical emergencies, by law, compensation was made.

"I think a psychological analysis should be made before she's released," Artemis said, looking to Roland. "But that's my opinion, please don't take it personally. Sorry if I wasted your time."

Artemis gave a quick, small smile of apology.

"The PA would appreciate if you would refrain from commenting if any media personnel approach you," Artemis replied. "I hope you understand. Normally, it wouldn't be too much of a problem, but it seems the Nacrene Center's publicity has become a bit viral and over the top while more important issues are being ignored."

Artemis extended her hand to politely shake the man's hand.

* * * * *

"I know," Eunmi said. "She asked me to teach her Taekwon-do, but maybe Kung Fu is more her alley?" Eunmi laughed, nudging Sal with her elbow. "Just kidding..

"Yeah, I kind of feel like I'm babysitting her."

Eunmi crossed her arms.

"I don't think she has many friends though," she sighed.

Tears flew as she dove, her vision coming back as they ran. N's hands were up but Henrietta didn't care. She merely stepped to step passed them as she tried to step passed his arms, dive into him, tackle him.

"Why is Darumi with you!?" she shouted. Of course, it was a Henrietta shout, so she might as well have been talking.