~6:55~

Ozpin sat right by the front window as a coffee cup rested in his hand, his free fingers tapping on the couch armrest at a steady beat. His eyes focused outside with his lips pressed together, Beacon resting beside the couch as his crest peaked by the armrest. Beacon let out an unsteady huff with his claws twitching on the floor, having his eyes closed before they slowly opened. He let out a brief snort while looking up at Ozpin, who merely glanced back as he heard feet meet the floor.

"So, I assume it went well?" He asked while looking back towards Samuel, who walked from the hallway as he was by himself. Only receiving a curt nod. "Good, and you made sure no one followed any of you?" Another nod, now with Samuel beside Beacon. "Even better. Blake and Cloak are in their rooms?" Finally, a shake of his head. "Hmm?"

"Lucar." Samuel murmured while waving his hand in Heal Pulse, Ozpin looking for a second before looking back forward.

"I should've expected it; Destiny Bond can drain a Pokemon of everything in their bodies. But, at least now he can rest and recover. You can do what you please for the rest of the month, a deal's a deal. Oh, and your paycheck is in your spare room on the nightstand."

"Rio." Samuel nodded with a simple look before turning and walking away, heading back down the hall as he glanced inside the special med room. Blake was sitting beside the room as Cloak laid on the table, Samuel noting how Cloak held Blake's hand, not the other way around. How odd. He was the one to be nearly killed. And he's comforting her? He had seen much in his career, but this was a first.

Samuel kept walking down the hall while turning to a door, letting the scanner read his pawprint before locks clicked and let him inside. He closed the door behind him as the room was simplistic, holding a bed, lamp, bookshelf, and the nightstand. With a little folder. Always on time, that Ozpin. He merely picked up the folder and peeked inside, seeing his usual pay before setting it back down and climbing into the bed.

He had to wake up at 2 to listen to Ozpin, then leave at 2:10 to reach Emerald and getting there at 2:30, spent 4 hours trekking back the tracks before catching sight of the train, spent a fast-paced and draining 15 minutes to take care of the Trevenant, Adam, and Chesnaught, before having another 20-minute walk with Blake back to the lab. He needed his sleep.

~7:27~

"Cloak?" Blake murmured as her arms and head rested on the bed, Cloak breathing normally as his hands rested on his torso. "Are you doing okay now?"

"Grenin." He nodded while glancing over, sitting himself up while patting Blake on the head. The gesture made her smile with a small giggle.

"I was starting to get worried."

"Greninja, ninja." Cloak seemed to boast while resting a fist on his chest, seeming to make Blake smile even more as she sat up.

"You are a super frog after all."

"Grenin!" He remarked while holding up his arms in a flex, Blake now laughing as she leaned back in her chair.

"At least we don't have to worry about Destiny Bond anymore."

"Excuse me? Miss Blake?" Ozpin asked as he stood outside the medical room, Blake looking over as Cloak beckoned him inside. "How are the two of you doing?"

"Cloak got some power sleep in and I think I did. He's a lot better now, though. What about Samuel?"

"I'm sure he's fast asleep. He had to wake up early to be ready for the mission. Now then, before anything else continues, I have to ask you something. What do you plan on doing now that you are at least out of his grasp?" Ozpin asked while setting his coffee cup down and still keeping distance from the two, Blake's ears falling as Cloak crossed his legs. "I merely ask so that I can learn if I may help you two out any further. Getting you money for plane tickets home, organizing teams to completely take him down, or just so much as letting you stay somewhere safe."

"Well, Cloak and I do want to head home, we've been wanting to ever since we were kidnapped. But… I don't think either of us are ready to face our family." Blake stated as Cloak moved his hand to hold Blake's, seeming to calm her as Ozpin rested his hands in front of his waist.

"May I ask why?"

"Adam, made us do things to people, that we take no pride in. First, started off as just, stealing money, food, clothes. Then, he started sending us on missions to, take care of people he didn't like or needed out of the way. Usually they were people that didn't take his business offers. Then it turned into breaking into places and stealing certain Pokemon for him and his boss."

"His, boss? He was part of some kind of group?"

"Yes. That's, really all we know, though. I'm sorry I can't say more."

"No, it's completely fine, gives us enough to know that there are bigger problems than him. You two aren't ready to head home yet?"

"Not yet."

"Ninja."

"Alright. It probably is for the better, now at least. Adam is still a primary worry for you two, and I feel like his ambitions will have increased since he has a larger enemy. Well, until you are ready to head back to Menagerie, you can stay here in the lab, and we can provide you two whatever you need. New clothes, proper food, usual necessities."

"Thank you. For, everything you've done already."

"Don't thank me just yet, there's still problems you'll have to face. About the only thing I can really promise is that you'll have a healthier life, physically, and have more eyes to keep you two out of danger. I should let you know that I do have assistants around your age here in the lab, but I'll let them know to give you space if they see you."

"Can you not tell them who I am?"

"To them, you'll just be a guest here in the lab. Do you want me to use a different name than your first?"

"That wouldn't be needed. Blake is a common name everywhere."

"Fair enough. So. Breakfast is in the kitchen, which I'll show you two, most of the Pokemon tend to roam around the lab unless they need to be contained in a room, and miss Glynda, my partner of the lab, found some spare clothes for you to use until you buy your own. They're very simple clothes."

"Does she know about me?"

"I had to explain your situation to her so she'd understand the commotion last night, and to make sure her Gallade didn't cause you trouble. But Glynda will keep quiet about your secret, you have my word."

"Okay… Um, about that breakfast?"

"Right. Follow me." Ozpin added before beginning to lead the two out of the room, Cloak walking beside Blake while still holding her hand.

~8:02~

Cloak twiddled his fingers as he leaned by their room door, Ozpin having moved them to a more spacious room with two beds. He glanced in the hall as he saw some Pokemon trot or run around happily, focusing his attention to the door as it clicked open. Blake walked out of the room as she fixed her shirt collar, wearing a white-longsleeve button-up with purple slacks and a black vest. Black flats covered her feet with white socks just peeking past her ankles.

"Guess this is as simple as the Glynda lady could spare. I mean, they aren't bad but, not exactly bland and un-eye-catching. I don't know, what do you think?" She asked while looking up at Cloak, who clapped his hands together as his eyes shown. "Okay, maybe it does look good. Think I can hold a fancy look?"

"Grenin!" Cloak remarked happily with happy fists, Blake laughing as they started walking down the hall.

"Maybe I'll buy fancy clothes when Mr. Ozpin gives me some money for my own stuff. Things we definitely need to buy are nuigigami, choji oil, and fresh cloths for the katanas, then of course new clothes and shoes. Think we need new katana sheaths?"

"Nin."

"Yeah, the leather is pretty durable, should be fine. Anything else?"

"Grenin grenin, ninja greninja." Cloak spoke while pretending to open something by his waist.

"Satchels would be good."

Loud whooping caused Blake to jump with Cloak trying to stand in front of her, glaring ahead before raising a brow as blurs past them. He peeked down the hall in confusion as Blake followed, seeing the figures quickly disappear down another hall with their volume decreasing. Cloak and Blake looked to each other as they now had wide eyes, beginning to run down the hall to see what in the world just happened in front of their eyes!

Cloak snuck down the hall and peeked past the corner, waving Blake over as they both looked in some kind of open play room. Various Pokemon filled the room as the previous whooping now matched a girl's laughter, who was being swarmed by a group of Dedenne.

The girl was… well, she looked like she belonged in this play room with all the Pokemon. She already had a childish attitude to her as she hugged up most of the Dedenne with fair-skinned hands, her silver eyes having a shine to them that could give you cavities. A Dedenne rested on her head as her black-red hair was partly sticking up from the amount of static. She wore a red hoodie with a black skirt edged with crimson, black leggings leading to her silver one-inch heels.

"I'm so glad all of you hatched, now we can play together and I just be swarmed in you precious little electric fuzzballs!" The girl chimed as the Dedenne continued scrambling around her or on her body, meanwhile a Delphox seemed to tend to the other Pokemon. Which, now that Blake and Cloak focused on, were all basic level and seemed to be very young. Its purple fur was matted with little Joltik as they tried to play with Delphox, with them tending to the little Cottonee and picking out toys caught in their fluff.

"Grenin?" Cloak murmured as he and Blake looked into the play room, standing up fully as Blake turned and began walking away.

"Okay, that is definitely something new."

"Grenin ninja, greninja gre."

"What do you mean seeing Pokemon that tiny was the weird thing? Pokemon are just as tiny as they are giants."

"Greninja gren!"

"You were small too once. You could fit right in my arms." Blake remarked as Cloak still grumbled to himself, though slowing and stopping as his fins perked up. "What now?" She asked before her ears flicked around, hearing some kind of distant melody as she glanced around. "Where's that coming from? And, what is there singing for in a Pokemon lab?" She questioned further before noticing Cloak walking blindly down a couple hallways, running after him while forgetting about the Dedenne girl.

"Cloak, hold on buddy, wait for me!" She called as Cloak's eyes had dilated heavily, walking by a hall before peeking into a room with padded walls. Blake opened her mouth to talk before hearing multiple vocals going off in the room, deciding to peek inside as a single voice belonged to the only human in the room. Three Chatot, a Cleffa, a Swablu, two Skitty, and a single Midday Lycanroc occupied the room as a small speaker played classical music, the two main singers being a Brionne and a girl.

The girl's voice was, amazing. It was like her voice belonged to Meloetta itself. She should be in a concert hall. She's pretty much dressed for it. Even though she seemed to work in the lab, she wore a sleeveless dress in an ice blue color, a lace-like white crop jacket on as well with white flats. She sung with the Pokemon as her alabaster hair was raised in a high ponytail, as her pale skin had a certain shine. Her blue eyes shined like diamonds as they were filled with a spark of, regality.

"Gre." Cloak murmured as he partially tugged on Blake's sleeve, his eyes still dilated as Blake's were partially dilated. "Greninja, gren gren."

"You aren't wrong, she really should be a famous singer." Blake remarked quietly as the door partially blocked the two from being seen. Blake scanned as much of the room she could while seeing small beds lining the edge, now seeing that Pokemon occupied them as they all seemed asleep. Plaques rested above each bed as she squinted her eyes to read them.

Abused by previous trainer

Illegal Pokemon fights

Lived on streets

Permanent limp

Immense fear of Rock-types

Anxious around Water-types

Therapy. It was musical therapy. So that's why there was a whole choir team in the lab. To calm Pokemon and let them relax if they've faced abuse or have disabilities of a sort. Blake pointed at the plaques as Cloak read them, croaking in surprise as they both looked back to the girl. She just kept singing as the awake Pokemon followed, eventually one of the therapized began to stir. The Mightyena under the Permanent limp plaque hobbled over towards the girl as its hind leg seemed to be the source of the limping, having a large gash right over the hip as it managed to reach her.

The group of Pokemon and Brionne continued to sing as the Mightyena nudged the girl's hand, who stopped to begin petting and scratching their head as they sat down. Their scarred leg stuck out as their tail swished around, panting happily while the girl began smothering them in affection.

Cloak bounced up and down on his toes as his whole body moved. Blake let out a small chuckle before noticing the singing starting to slow, getting a worried look as she tugged Cloak. He tried to protest as Blake kept pulling him behind her, Cloak giving in eventually while his fins fell flat.

"Greninja."

"I know you wanted to keep listening, but I think the girl would've seen us watching her. We can probably keep an eye on when she does her little therapy sessions with music, then we can go back and just listen to her. Let's go find Mr. Ozpin and talk with him to see if he knows of any nearby dojos so we can keep tra-"

"Whoo hoo!"

"Oh my Arceus, what now?" Blake asked as Cloak looked around wildly, the two venturing more in the lab before passing a window. Outside laid a fenced-in track with a stable built beside it, various bovine Pokemon filling the stable as a certain raced around the track. A Mudsdale charged across the track while kicking up dirt at every step, with a Pignite chasing by it as it managed to keep up. Which, Cloak really didn't understand, as his body hunched with his eye twitching madly. "Don't worry, I'm just as confused as you are." She remarked before noting the girl on the Mudsdale's back.

Her long and, very messy, blonde hair flew in the wind as her lilac eyes were bright even in the distance. Tan skin covered in dirt peeked from her clothes as her white tanktop was the same, a dark golden jacket wrapped around her body with pine-green sweatpants. Brown combat boots tapped at the Mudsdale's side as they eventually slowed, though the Pignite tripped and tumbled forward a couple more feet. The girl seemed to laugh before mounting off and helping them up. Pignite shook the dust off his body before practically yelling in pride, the girl patting their back as Mudsdale stood in place.

"Think those are all of the assistances Mr. Ozpin has?" Blake asked aloud as Cloak shrugged with a simple grunt, looking to the side before seeing Ozpin pass by. "Oh, Mr. Ozpin, do you have a moment sir?"

~9:30~

Blake stretched her body as Cloak hung up their katanas on a new shelf in their room, while she now wore an open white tanktop, a black sports bra, and simple black leggings with purple sneakers. All items she had bought on the way to the nearby dojo. While not directly for kendo practice, the managers let them have a room and the two got in some practice for the day. At the moment.

"That was some good practice, both of us learned that the floor padding is thinner than paper." She grumbled while the pads of her feet were sore, Cloak hissing in agreement as he moved his legs around. "I mean, the place is for karate, and they don't even have decent padding for someone to land on. Maybe we should just train in the woods, the grass is softer than that stuff."

"Greninja!" Cloak emphasized while stretching his arms, blinking with a loud pop before rolling his shoulder.

"And yet it's only 9:30. Days in this place are slow. Though it is a really, really nice change of scene and atmosphere… Do you want to play the one-word game?" She asked as Cloak quickly exclaimed in joy, hopping up and down while almost hitting the ceiling as Blake snorted in laughter. "Okay, let's do it on the people and Pokemon we've met while being here." She stated while they both sat beside each other on the floor. "So, what word would you use to describe… Mr. Ozpin?"

"Gren…grenin, gre, greninja."

"Mentor or maturity? Eh, I mean, he is a mentor figure and he keeps his calm, but I was thinking something more like clear-sighted, or just wise." Blake retorted as Cloak shrugged with closed eyes.

"Gren gren. Greninja nin?"

"Ms. Glynda? I'd, use, probably stern or direct. She gets straight to the point and doesn't waste time. What about Samuel?"

"Grenin."

"You're right, he is pretty stoic. Okay, uh, Beacon?"

"…Gren." Cloak squeaked as his irises shrunk in fear, hugging his knees close as Blake sighed.

"Yeah, Beacon was pretty scary last night. But, I'm sure it's just because he's a new Pokemon, that is very strong, and can change types-no, yeah, you're definitely right, he is scary. Scary, menacing, terrifying, horrific. All the synonyms. Moving on. So, the Dedenne girl. What word would represent her?"

"Greninja."

"Well yeah, she's childish, but I wouldn't say that is her whole personality. I was thinking innocence."

"Grenin." Cloak retorted while shaking his head. "Greninja ninja, grenin nin!"

"She could try and keep her innocence in her behavior, plus some people really are sheltered from "bad" things to where they're like children as adults. Okay, compromise word. Silliness?"

"Nin. Greninja?"

"Not joy. Uh, purity?"

"Grenin!"

"Okay, so, Dedenne girl is purity. How about, Miss Meloetta?" She asked as Cloak pointed his finger up, though getting wide eyes as his arm slumped a little. "Yeah, there could be a lot of words for her. How about, sophisticated?"

"Gre gre. Greninja ninja?"

"Harmonious is like a song, she sings, but I'm sure it isn't all she does. And fragile is just a little rude."

"Greninja nin!" Cloak remarked while making a circle with his hand.

"Okay, so she's a little thin, thin people aren't always twigs. What about, regal?" She questioned with Cloak merely raising a brow. "Right, she isn't a queen. Um… I'm out of words."

"Grenin…" He murmured, then blinking and snapping his fingers. "Greninja!"

"Graceful! That has to be her word."

"Greninja ninja."

"Okay, so Miss Meloetta is graceful. Now, what about blondie on the Mudsdale?" She asked before she and Cloak shared deadpan stares.

"Strength."

"Grenin."

"I mean like, the girl looked like a Machoke from the distance we were."

"Greninja nin, ninja ninja!" Cloak emphasized while pointing to his arms.

"Whatever her workout routine is, it must be painful to the average human being."