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Talk about red flags all over. Sounds like this Caitlyn just might be his target. " Got it. and heard what? " Ryan smirks. "But enough talk, I think we better both get training or Crasher is gonna run us around in circles," he adds with a chuckle.

Ryan was satisfied with his efforts on the digging end of things and wanted some time to collect his thoughts, so he would recall Raphael and head back into Pastoria City. He takes to wandering the streets at random, avoiding people where he could. He wanted to follow up quickly on this, but if he moved too fast, it might undo a lot of things. Not that this wandering was aimless, mind you. He was well aware of his surroundings.

Ryan would stop when that chilly sea breeze blew in. It would send shivers up his spine. As much as Pastoria reminded him of Seafolk, it was quite different. The colder climate is a big issue. He was a warm body and the thought of cold and snow made him shake his head.

But still, the fact that an evil organization was taking interest in this town, and what felt like Crasher as well, was unsettling. This town didn't seem like it would offer much other than maybe a key port for them...wait. Were they thinking of expanding out? or...thinking of bringing in. Crasher would be a massive obstacle to that. Even if his personality was bigger than the town, Ryan had no doubt that Crasher Wake loved Pastoria City just as much as he did his pokemon.

But what could Galactic want to be brought in? And the more unsettling question: by whom? Because one person came to mind. Someone ruthless enough and with enough forces to easily undo Pastoria and Crasher Wake if he were to be undone or compromised somehow. Ryan could feel a surge of heat run through him as his blood surged. His parents stopped him from interfering in one region, now, it seemed, Ryan would have to do the same for Sinnoh and it's eastern port.

Ryan takes a deep breath and starts heading back for the Gym. He had to root out this Galactic member and fast. He wasn't even sure if the IPF had even considered his thought. But honestly, why would they? The man was like smoke on water: there and gone. Especially after the events just past Lilycove Harbor on that day. He had all but become a ghost. But something suddenly didn't feel right and it reeked of his involvement. The IPF was right: there was a real threat here, but the source wasn't what they were banking on. Ryan needed to get his hands on this spy first to confirm his fears.

Just further proof of the kindness of Crasher. And even more fuel to Ryan's fears.

Ryan does head on inside and towards the Living Quarters but does so very slowly. The hairs on the back of his neck were on end and until he found it to be 100% quiet, he wasn't going to rest easy. He could only pray that he was chasing shadows at the moment.

Ryan would slowly turn to face the person. So this was Caitlyn. She was everything he had been told and then even more suspicious with the way she was dressed along with the fact that she didn't live here with the other Gym Trainers. This was beyond Red Flags. But he couldn't put it on her unless he was sure.

"The Name is Alex. And if you don't live here, and with the Gym closed, why are you here? and not to mention being dressed like you have been going places you shouldn't or doing things you shouldn't." Ryan was going to cut right back at her. If she was indeed a typical teen, he expected a typical teen response. If not...things might get explosive right here and now.

Ryan just smirks and walks away from her. While her immediate reaction to all of it was believable for a teenager, the rest didn't jive with how she was described. This all sounded scripted, repeated until it was believable. Also, she seemed way too sharp for a teen. What he said would of flustered most teens. This felt more like the words and tactics of someone older playing a teen. He needed to make some non-call contact with HQ. Looker never did give him a way to contact him and between Sub and Gray? They should be able to dig well enough for him or pass on the information for him to the IPF.

Ryan flops on the bed, flips open his SNAG, and starts texting Sub.

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Dark One. This is Agent Deep Blue

Have a lead. need investigated

Caitlyn. Supposed Teenager that's a Gym Trainer.

Way too sharp and Quick to be a Teen. Not flustered by small talk that would of undone normal teens.

Replied with tactics someone older than a teen would and volunteered information I would of never thought to ask.

Needs to be investigated immediately. The situation might be direr than the IPF realizes. Dangerous 3rd Party might be involved.

Please respond ASAP.

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And with that Ryan would hit send and wait. He could only hope he was wrong, but his gut was screaming at him otherwise.