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Freth and Tristen would find their way back to their abandoned headquarters. Freth came in looking rather unamused, not so much as the mission itself, but more of the matter that seems like fate always bring her back to this place for whatever reason, and usually never for the best reasons. It was almost as if this place was cursed. Then again, considering who is still trying to keep the region in their grasp, it was probably just as well.

If anyone that was feeling rather sour about this whole ordeal right now would be the kid accompanying her. The numerous, grueling fights he has been through over who knows how long now, and he's pretty much wanting it to stop now. He never imagined that trying to make such a difference would be so taxing and he's already given it a lot of credit as is and worse when he considers what kind of pressure he's also put on his Pokemon in the process. Rampardos and Meinshao, formerly his Cranidos and Meinfoo, evolved in the span of only one mission. That was, as far as he knew, unheard of under normal circumstances. It was insanity.

When they looked around, Tristen looked surprised, not expecting who was there waiting for them. "Mr. Larrimore?"

Reno would fade into existence behind Aile, feet propped up on the handlebars of his hovercycle as he was juggling a few Pokeballs. Sitting in the sidecar would be Beau, continuing to throw in more Pokeballs for Reno to juggle. Until Reno eventually just palmed one of the Pokeballs and beaned Beau straight in the forehead. "Jackass." Reno muttered, quickly throwing the rest of his own Pokeballs into his bag before swinging himself into a normal sitting position. "So then. Larrimore. Where exactly are we going and how loud do you want the entrance?" He asked, looking around at the others who had been enlisted. "....looking at everyone else here, I think I made the wrong decision in friend to bring along on this."

In the sidecar, bent over from getting his own Pokeball thrown into his face, Beau would be doing his best to avoid Larry's attention. Because there was no way he was having that conversation right now.

Even the big burly bug can speed out of anything with quick attack. Once again, Tristen found himself with a spout of jealousy. "Alright, you heard the man, let's go." Freth said, rushing off after him. Tristen went on and followed as fast as he could as well.

The two didn't think getting there would be too much of an issue. Sky patrols? Tristen should be able to handle that; even more so when the forces has been thinned out. The big fight they expect would happen once they get in the Flare base itself. Regardless, Tristen in particular would get a couple of Pokeballs at the ready, just in case.

Watching as the others left the warehouse, Reno would glance over to sidecar as Beau finally emerged. "You know that you are going to have to talk to Larrimore at some point, right?" Reno said, slowly starting up the hovercycle as he looked towards the large warehouse door in front of him. All it would take for them to get there was a quiet drive that wouldn't look too out of place. Especially since he had stolen the bike from here originally.

Beau would look over at Reno for a moment, silently placing a pair of goggles on his eyes and a pair of earplugs into his ears before responding. "Look....He can speak to me if he wants. I did nothing wrong....for once." Beau said, sheepishly looking at Reno as he realized exactly how it sounded when he ended his last sentence early.

Looking at the Bug hybrid, Reno rolled his eyes again before flicking a switch on the bike's right handle and began putting his own earplugs in. Across the bike, a few panels would flip around to the outside of the bike. "Welp, lets get this thing ready to roll. I don't want to disappoint on the big entrance." Reno said, plugging an auxiliary cable into his SNAG slash arm as he revved the engine and took off at high speeds out of the warehouse, already preparing for his inevitable landing in the middle of the Flare Cafe.

It would take barely any time at all for Reno to reach his chosen position, a lane through Lumiose that he knew would give a relatively straight shot towards the front of the cafe. All it had taken was the occasional high speed turn that vaguely threatened the civilians of the city tor each this point, but he was sure they were used to people on hoverbikes being asses. Opening a Pokeball, Reno would nod at Nalu before extending his right arm towards the lightposts to allow lightning to arc out of the thing. Directing the extra charge into the bike, he could feel the engine beginning to thrum with extra power. Opening another Pokeball, Reno would direct the slime armor growing around his arm to extend across the front of the bike and begin to form into a ram. Finally, he began to tap at his arm to bring up the music player in the SNAG. "Oh, its time to announce our presence in the only way we know how, Beau."

"As loud as humanly possible and full of explosions?"

"Exactly."

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From inside the cafe, the sound of an echoing piano piece would ring through the glass, drawing the few patrons and many Flare Grunts in disguise towards the front in order to see what exactly was loud enough to echo through the nearby area and still come through the glass. Which is the point when everything went to complete chaos as the people inside the cafe discovered the sight of a charging hovercycle with some kind of spike mounted to the front coming towards them, the music blaring out of the thing now coming in with screaming guitars and pounding drums, and a trail of smoke erupting out of the back of the thing from the sidecar. With the calm and serenity that characterized the Kalosian people, all of the normal patrons dove for cover either outside or anywhere within the building far from the impact site while the Flare Grunts began to grab for Pokeballs. However, it seemed like the bike just sped up even faster as they began to reach for the Pokeballs. And suddenly, they weren't prepared at all when the spike blasted through the front window and the rest of the bike quickly followed, a cloud of black haze being sucked into the building after the vehicle as it slammed itself into the far wall of the cafe. Panicking and shouting orders at each other, the Flare members would only get a moment's notice from the sudden sparking around one of the lights before the black haze erupted into an explosion that sent the remaining windows flying out onto the now empty streets in shards and flattened the still standing Flare members. This would be finished off by a second bright flash of electricity as the control panel for the now broken secret door shot an arc of bright electricity that bounced between all of the Flare grunts in as loud and flashy way as it possibly could.

Taking off the helmet and earplugs they had donned, Reno and Beau would nod at the absolute anarchy that they had generated before turning towards where they had broken down an apparent secret door. At least that saved an awkward search after that absolute display of showmanship they had committed to.

Tristen and Freth would soon close in, though Freth skidded to a stop, pushing back Tristen for a second. The two notices the Talonflame starting to make their run in. "Oh, isn't this a familiar sight." Freth said, remembering her last excursion in Lumiose. "Come on, get off it already!" Freth shouted. To their surprise however was Larrimore making his way in and clamping down on one of the birds in his vice like grip, despite it searing him and trying to get away. "Well, I guess that's...one way..."

Freth then perked up, staring at the two flare grunts who apparently recognized her from that faithful day she and her Pokemon punched a hole in the wall on the outskirts of Lumiose. "...huh...that famous, right?" Freth then said, tossing out a Pokeball, which landed before the Simisear and Flareon. A massive burly Walrien appeared from the flash of light and roared out, ready to battle. "Then the two of you should ALREADY KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU'RE DEALING WITH!" She shouted.

Tristen wanted to help Larrimore but he kind of needed to get in the fight with Freth as well. An idea then suddenly hit him. The boy tossed out a Pokeball of his own. "Castform!" The boy shouted. The ball pops open and out comes the happy cloud, spinning about for a second then got ready for battle. "Rain Dance!" Tristen then shouted. The Castform squealed and clods above started to gather, bringing down a torrential downpour suddenly over the Flare cafe, allowing Castform to go from cloud to happy raindrop. "Freth, now!"

"Huh, works for me. Walrien! Hydro Pump!" The massive Walrien roared out and feeling invigorated by the rains let loose a massive blast of water towards the two Pokemon.

Reno and Beau would groggily emerge from the hovercycle, smirking at each other as they observed the chaos and destruction they had created by blowing up the building. Hauling themselves and the small pile of Pokemon that they had generated in an Alolan Raichu and Reuniclus, Reno and Beau would look at Freth for a moment before leaving the two Pokemon behind to aid the assault. Popping off of the ground, Reno would look to Beau. "Welp, time to see if you can fall with a little style."

Beau would glance between Reno and the Pokemon before holding up a hand. "First, I wanna do something. Nalu, Thunder! And.....uh.......um....." While Beau's orders a had started out strong, it was plain to see that he had absolutely no idea what the heck a Reuniclus could actually do. Stupid backwoods forest upbringing, failing him at the most inconvenient time.

"Shock Wave the Simisear, Aleister!" Reno shouted, quickly sliding beside Beau as he shouted the order.

The two Psychic types would quickly add a dose of high voltage to the absolute torrent that was streaming towards the pair of Flare grunts and their Pokemon. While they weren't exactly the most accurate or strongest attacks, the two crash test dummies had been banking on the water conducting the electricity to compensate for that to a fair degree. So a Thunder would soon find itself streaking towards the Flareon and a Shock Wave to the Simisear.

As for Beau and Reno, Reno would have his arms locked around Beau before he began to spin himself around. As Beau's feet lifted off the ground higher and higher, the Bug hybrid began to look towards his destination and approximating when Reno had let go. "Now!" Beau shouted, letting Reno release him and allowing his wings to unfurl and send him gliding....straight into the elevator door. Chuckling to himself, Reno would slowly glide his way across the floor with a few lazy pushes of his feet, keeping an eye on the fight in case it turned into a bit more of a fight than expected.

With the fire types virtually shocked then washed out, Freth stepped forward,with Tristen, his Castform, and her Walrien following, ready to drive a stake in Flare. However, before she knew it, she heard the alarms blare and steel walls rose quickly. Freth tried to rush for the door, but stopping, not wanting to chance getting crushed. She then around, noticing that her way was blocked off and by extension cut off from Larrimore, at least. "...really?"

"Now what?" Tristen then asked. "I don't think much of ours can punch a hole in that." He said. He had really strong Pokemon, but to punch through that? Doubtful.

"...." Freth noticed one of the grunts that got stranded in here with the rest of them herself. "Yes...tell us. Now what?" Freth said, stepping towards the grunt. "The way out. Now."