Jewel Gem (Felicity Ono)
Felicity smiled as she looked around at Aria, standing at the top of the gangplank. Rolling hills and a picturesque beach just down the way. She looked back down at the dock, to find a small assembly of workers, each holding a sign with the name of one of the guests on it. Felicity tossed her hair and strode over to a cheerful looking young man (more a boy really) holding a sign marked 'Gem'. Felicity noted that a camera hung around his neck, as well. A photographer, how handy.
"Ah, Miss Gem!" He greeted, with a nervous salute. "I'm Jacob, I'm going to be your aide while you're on the island!" Pearl moved to circle the boy, looking him up and down. Felicity, in turn, smiled so that the boy would be more focused on her than her aurorus.
"How thoughtful of Mr Threshield, to provide a photographer." She said.
"My dad takes the photos in his majesty's brochures." The smiled proudly, but then shook his head. "Anyway, it's this way to the lakefront house, Miss Gem."
"His majesty?" Felicity echoed, as she returned Pearl and started to follow the boy down the road.
"Oh, yeah, the workers all call Mr Threshield that as a joke."
The lakefront house was certainly very pretty indeed. Designed as though it were a hundred years old, and set behind a small, but impeccably maintained garden, with a small jetty stretching over the sparkling water of the calm lake. A gorgeous setting, befitting a girl raised in old money, that somehow felt both secluded and somewhat ostentatious. A classy old world show of wealth and power that was experienced by invitation only. Felicity could appreciate Threshield's flair, having this here.
Ruth Ono
Ruth laughed heavily at a crack Derek had made, as she moved ahead a little way to reach the slab for the goldeen statue to stand on. He looked like he was about to say something else when a sharp, professional looking woman approached with a clipboard. His mouth shut so fast it clicked.
"Ah, Ono, there you are!" Wait. Wasn't that... What on Earth was the HR manager doing here? Ruth set aside the goldeen abruptly and raised her hands, palms out.
"Umm, ma'am, I'm not sure what I did but I'm very sorry, I meant no harm..." Ruth started, but the HR lady cut her off.
"You're not in trouble. Three of Threshield's guests are staying on Haven, and somebody needs to keep them out of trouble." She stated in clipped, professional tones.
"I thought fishing people outta trees was my job?" Derek cut in.
"We've decided someone they've met might be better for looking out for these three. The problem children are all headed out for Aria, so we can just have one person following these three without a problem. Plus, Ruth has a flying pokemon. Are you amenable to that Ono?" She explained. Ruth shuffled awkwardly, but finally set the goldeen down on it's slab.
"I expect a very nice christmas card for this." She said. She started moving away, and waved over her shoulder at Derek with a smile. He waved back until the HR lady informed him of something and he made an odd squawking noise before bolting off into the woods. Ruth shrugged. Ranger business, she supposed.
She unhooked one pokeball from her belt and released Clover in front of her. The HR lady had given her no real indication of a rush, but she figured there was no time like the present. Clover made a happy sound upon seeing her trainer, and belt to nudge at her head. Ruth giggled and pushed her friend away.
"Now, now, we've got somewhere to be, Clover." She said. Clover's wings made the search for Threshield's guests the work of a moment. The group headed to Aria were easy to spot from the air, unloading off the ferry. The other three were a little harder, but still possible to find. Ruth nodded to herself, and nudged Clover to land nearby to them. On terra firma once more, Ruth approached. She slouched a little to make herself seem shorter. Clover pushed her head against the back of Ruth's shoulder, encouraging her to approach.
"Umm, hello again, I'm... Well, I'm Ruth Ono, as you'll recall. HR's asked me to come help you guys take a look around, if none of you mind." Ruth scratched at the back of her neck.