OOC: Jump in, I'm easy. Shemp shuddered as the wind hit him. It wasn't a regular wind, but rather a brisk, stinging breeze that dives over the ocean, skimming the surface and snapping into anyone in its way. His scruffy hair was tussled and flowed like the waves. He was a boy of sixteen, but quite mature and independent for his age. Shemp laid back on Lapras, or as he fondly referred to her, Noon. It was in the heat of one summer day that he found her on a beach, frantic and alone, so he took her, thus creating his affectionate nickname based on that special time he found his oldest friend. She was awfully special, quite large in stature, yet gentle and a reliable transport and friend. Brisk today, she stated, as she could communicate telepathically with Shemp. This activity was not unheard of in Noon's species, but made Shemp love her even more. "Agreed. I just hope we aren't stuck out here all night.", replied Shemp. "Think we will see that Team Rocket ship Oak told us about?" Shemp was not out here in the middle of the ocean for leisure, but instead was on the lookout for an ocean liner belonging to the nefarious Team Rocket. Professor Oak had received word that stolen Pokemon were on board, and sent Shemp out with the utmost urgency. Shemp recoiled again as the wind swooped back down. He pulled his scarf tighter, warming his breath against the soft fabric. Shemp tightened his grip on Noon's shell. "Wonder if that aerial support Oak mentioned is going to report in anytime soon?". He relaxed his whitening knuckles and looked to the horizon, in search of his aid and the ship.