Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-24296957-20140601135819

Amet looked over to the entrance of the Center to see another body stroll in with a Bayleaf by the girl's side. Las, as she called herself, had asked for a place to stay. She walked over to Joy's desk, her stepsechoing across the empty Center. Amet nodded, pointing to the second floor.

"Greetings, Las. I'm Amet.  The sleep boxes are upstairs, down the hall.  Make yourself at home, Las."

He redirected his attention back to Ophelia. If she was afraid for her Pokemon, she was justified. Amet had worried about his Pokemon when he first came here, too. But being a tactician, he knew how to plan around such variables.

Amet matched her sullen expression, the Luxio now laying on his feet, purring happily. "You know...I've been here for a while...and I'm still scared, too."