Angelo unconsciously kept his claws out staying on the Dragonite's back. Although he was moving relatively slowly, the wind whipping past his ears kept Angelo uneasy.

"If I can isolate the direction the robber would run in, it makes my reaction time enough to work even from a distance. These robbers always run towards a crowd, so I just have to keep track of them from up here for a while and give chase."

"So, like, you think my bait will take a while to work?" Marcus asked.

The Meowstic's question snapped Angelo back to reality. Marcus sat confidently on the Dragonite's other shoulder.

"Have plans?" Lancelot asked.

"I dunno... Movie?" Marcus suggested, "Whatcha two like?"

"Erm..." Lancelot thought.

"Romance." Angelo answered.

"Ooh, you never hit me as the type, Angelo..." Marcus snickered, "I can see it, though."

"Well, maybe later on today." Angelo sighed, "I haven't the foggiest clue about anything out now."

"Eh, romance movies are everywhere." Lancelot input, "A good one's the trick."

"Eh, it's all about standards. You'd understand this stuff better than I ever will." the Meowstic grinned, "Hey, so what's the plan for making me bait?"

"Just act like you usually do." Lancelot said, "You always look pretty out of it for some reason."

"Well, can't deny there..." Marcus replied, "I'm not putting a whole lot of money in my wallet for this though."

"It could take a few hours or minutes, which is the hardest part." Angelo pointed out, "I have to be on guard."

"I've experience with this. There's no need to worry about a failure." Lancelot said confidently, "These tactics usually prove us ineffective with how difficult pokemon like them are to track down."

"There are a ton of simple and complex strategies that have been used all the same for years." Angelo rolled his eyes, "It won't be an issue."

"Should've taken a notebook." Marcus snickered.

The Dragonite dropped the Meowstic and Angelo on a rooftop overlooking a large area with a fountain. Marcus gave Angelo a short smirk and wave before hopping down fluently. Lancelot started to fly higher and started to become a smaller and smaller spec in the sky.

"Can he really see what's going on from that height? Huh."

Angelo turned his attention downward to see the Meowstic walking to the edge of the crowd.

"This is weird. He walks like he's part of the ghetto, even though he's supposedly a prince. I think I might be overestimating just how connected those two are to the king. He clearly has years of being on the street. Then again, there are a ton of secrets around how they operate."

Angelo watched as Marcus continued to give off the impression they wanted. His movements were purposefully sluggish and he winked at passing female pokemon moving past. They all gave him awkward looks.

"The crowd is a lot easier to see through from up here. I can handle this."

Angelo watched as Marcus staggered around aimlessly. Only a few minutes after starting, Angelo noticed a Flaaffy bump into him.

"Alright, that's it."

Angelo noted that the Flaaffy spoke to Marcus a little before continuing to move. He started to stretch his legs as the Flaaffy continued to move with a slight hurry in her step.

"I can't be a light show this time or I'll be easy to notice. I have to use as little energy as possible to follow her."

Angelo finished stretching and jumped down to a lower building. He felt weightless for a moment, but the sound of him hitting the roof served as a reminder.

"And I can't hit any other surface too hard."

Angelo continued to watch from the same dust covered rooftop fast the Flaaffy moved. Although it was discrete, she checked her surroundings often.

"She's decently timid about this." Angelo noticed easily, "So she's probably doing it for some other reason than stealing just for herself. I think we got it."

Angelo continued by rooftops as the Flaaffy left the larger area for smaller streets. The buildings were gradually getting smaller as they left central Valor. The Flaaffy continued to act timidly and move at a quick pace.

As she continued, she started look relieved and moved much slower. The buildings became so close together that Angelo only had to give a small leap for each one.

Finally, an Emboar approached the Flaaffy with a confident demeanor.

"Like flexing a muscle." Angelo listened.

"More stuff from this creepy looking Meowstic. Looked like he was dying..." the Flaaffy added, "Can I go now?"

"For today." the Emboar agreed, "Remember, ten o' clock sharp."

"Not saying much in public. I can't just follow one of them everywhere without a higher risk. I think the best thing to do is just interrogate and arrest the Flaaffy for being a pickpocket, and find out where it is by interrogation or searching her stuff."

Angelo watched the pair separate with them keeping their original direction. The Flaaffy immediately looked calmer after the exchange. He followed the Flaaffy down a side street until she stopped at a doorway. Angelo looked down over the side on the other end of the street.

"You there." Angelo called.

The Flaaffy's head raced around first and then up. Her eyes widened and face dropped seeing the gray and white Flareon on the cement roof. Angelo relaxed his muscles and fell fluidly to the ground with a heavy sound landing on all fours.

"Anything to say?" Angelo lifted his head.

"Uhm, w-who are you?"

"As far as your concerned right now, I'm the truth and the justice." Angelo smirked, "So what're you up to?"

"As far as your concerned, I'm the grand master of all things bad, brat." she snarled.

Angelo backed up slightly as the Flaaffy swung with a sloppy Thunderpunch. Angelo simply kicked one of her legs as she was already off balance and she fell face-first into the dirt.

"That's not how you're going to deal with me." Angelo sighed, "Just tell me."

"Tch." she snarled getting off the ground, "Like you'd know anything about dealing with the world, Nightlight."

"Oh, you don't like the tower either?" Angelo asked.

A small silence fell as the Flaaffy stood back up and backed away slightly.

"Looks so high, and... Above everything, doesn't it." Angelo frowned looking upwards, "Just like the law. But y'know, it is a big lie that we can let everyone do whatever they want. Absolute freedom never goes well. We need it, want it. But we're not sure we want it like this. That there has to be something better than a tower to stare us down everyday."

Angelo looked back straight to see the Flaaffy giving him a weird look.

"If you tell me willingly, I'll deal with them myself. As myself." Angelo offered, "And if you're smart I'll never see you again after I lost track of you."

"I thought you said absolute freedom's a lie?" the Flaaffy growled.

"I'll let the part of you that's uncomfortable with what you're doing go, if the other one dies. That's my deal." Angelo affirmed, "Well?"

The Flaaffy looked down a split second before continuing to stare at Angelo. Angelo kept a blank look on his face.

"You know, your father wouldn't do something like this." she suggested, "Don't you want to be like him?"

"Too late." Angelo shrugged, "I'm already me."

The Flaaffy grew to have wet eyes, but blinked them away rapidly.

"Under the West Bridge with a secret path. I can go?" she asked shakily.

"Stay indoors for the rest of the day so they don't see you again. You'll wake up fine." Angelo nodded, "Go on now."

Angelo watched as the Flaaffy ran to open the door and went through quickly. She closed after taking a last glance at Angelo.

"I could definitely tell she'd agree from how she acts."

Angelo turned back around strolling down the street. He pulled out his necklace and called Lancelot before holding it closely to his ear. He got antsy not getting a response.

"Hey."

Angelo jumped at the Dragonite floating silently behind him. He gave an audible sigh.

"So, you're handling it alone then tonight?" he asked, "I won't come between how do handle your training, but I do want you safe."

"I usually do pretty well for myself against lager groups. I'll be alright on my own with backup a decent bit away." Angelo assured, "I wanted to look for some exercise equipment. Do you know anything?"

"I have everything." the Dragonite shrugged smiling, "I'll show you what I have later. You look like you could use some rest for tonight."

"Yah." Angelo agreed.

Angelo jumped on the Dragonite's arm and onto his shoulder.

"You seem to like that spot." he remarked, "Lucky I have thick skin for those claws."

"Oh, uh, sorry." Angelo realized and loosened his grip, "Where'd Marcus go?"

"He got yoohoo'd by a group of pokemon in the salon." the Dragonite replied, "Want to go anywhere before we head back?"

"Nope, all set."

Angelo felt a satisfying rush of wind as the Dragonite took off into flight with a strong jump. It quickly died down letting Angelo close his eyes with a smile.

"Simply perfect."