NOW you SEE me [ALYSSA]

It was a warm summer day and for fleeting moments Alyssa almost felt like she was supposed to be relaxing. Sure, a few years ago she could have in this situation, but not now. She was meeting Finnick Fione to discuss some relatively important matters that she wanted to see taken care of as soon as possible. She stood on the back of her Swampert who sped through the water, Surfing at the speed of a motorboat. They'd already been moving for a while now, and it wasn't long before the pulled up to the Dewford shores.

Alyssa jumped off her Swampert's back and nodded to the pokemon. He dove back into the water until she would call him again. Time to get down to business. She spotted Finnick almost immediately. "Hey, Finnick." she called, giving a half wave. "Were you waiting too long?"

Show up on the beach in sneakers, capris, a tank top, and a ponytail. Look like a tennis player. of course.

At least he was polite. "Good to see you to. Let's get down to business?" she queried, taking his hand to shake briefly before turning back to look at the ocean. "What do you have in mind for things?" She hoped it was decent, otherwise he wouldnt have...or probably shouldnt have called her all the way to Dewford.

Alyssa nodded in agreement with his words, glancing at him after tearing her eyes from the water. "I know the feeling." she said quietly, her voice gaining a sharp edge. "It's unfitting for Hoenn and I can't imagine Wattson takes too kindly to what's become of his city." her lip curled, thinking of the bearded electric-type specialist. "I want it taken down too. what do you have in mind?"

Alyssa nodded, her eyes narrowing. The number of people that shared her feelings seemed to be growing by the day. It was impressive. "As much as I would hate to see something in Hoenn disrupted drastically, I do find the way you think rather appealing." She drew a hand to her chin, drumming her nails against her skin briefly. "I have a feeling that when we do make our move against that unsightly build-up. You must be patient, though..." The Leader smirked slightly. "...all in due time will Terran and myself strike. We have certain preparations to take care of first."

She nodded, "I'll keep you informed. Terran and I still have many details to hammer out, and proper preparations need to be made. It will take some time, but if things stay on track no more than one year. It sounds like a long time I know, but it won't take that long, trust me." After a pause, she turned and reached a hand in his direction in an offer to shake. "This is the first time we've officially met...glad to see we have such eager Nox supporters." Admittedly she hoped he wasn't over-eager and try anything stupid.

her hand fell back to her side. "I'll be sure to. How's Slateport doing, anyway, after Cromwell's attack? Not bad I assume?" At least she hoped it wasn't doing too poorly and that any damage received had been quickly fixed. "Or were things there worse than I was told they were?"

She nodded, satisfied with the answer and the fact that it was a betteer report compared to what she had been given shortly after the attacks upon her Region that terrible day. "Good. Not only should you put efforts into fortifying the borders of the city, but also buildings. Some extra support in the walls is never a bad thing, and also I'd suggest adding supply houses on the beach just in case you need to try and save it in the event of terrible sea storms?" she smiled slightly. Slateport would recover from this attack, and become stronger than it previously was.