(No problem

Also Edgar you're so mean ehehehe)

"Eddie, Eddie--!" Jon called after Edgar, but to no avail. He cursed under his breath, frowning as he scooted the chair back into his desk. "Just don't bother me until I finish my work and I won't sick Christopher on you..." He grumbled, continuing the email he had paused.

The Feraligatr sleepily opened its eyes, questioning the Squirtle's intentions for a moment. It, too, sniffed the Squirtle, but didn't make much of an effort to make an impression. Scye, however, carefully approached Trickster, a little curious, yet still careful of the other Pokemon.

At Renae's question, Jon barely glanced up as he moved the cursor over the screen, sending the email before leaning back and staring with half-closed eyes at the screen. "I was finishing a case. Had to send in a summary. And, to answer your second question, you can stay there until I'm finished taking care of the last of my emails."

((Heads-up, I'm not gonna be available this week! Many apologies...))

Trickster's ears perked up, and she took up to face eevee. With a sly grin, trickster used its illusion ability to turn into a clone of the eevee.

"Splash, be nice, we wanna make a good impression"

But he's not doing anything, he's boring Splash retorted.

"Hey, that's rude, it can still hear you, ya know"

Uh, right, sorry feraligatr, I didn't mean to be rude.

"Hey, Splash, why don't you go out and talk to the other pokemon and find out everything you can about everyone here before I have to talk to them" Renae suggested. The squirtle nodded, promising to stay out of trouble as Renae opened the door for it to leave

(Don't worry about it, we can just continue when you come back)

(Alright. Thanks!)

Christopher blinked, lowering his head again.
"No offense taken. It's been a very slow day."

Jon, on the other hand, was busy replying to a few emails. After he was finished, he stood and let out a soft grunt. "Alright, let's get this over with..." He grumbled, stretching his limbs. Scye watched Trickster with a curious expression, jumping back when it turned into a mirror image of herself. "Oh, my! How did you do that??" She squeaked, a little frightened. Jon glanced down at her as she spoke, then looked to his Feraligatr.
"Christopher, we're leaving."
"Hm? Alright." The big Pokemon stood, although he couldn't stand completely upright, and he had to keep his tail curled carefully around him. "Ready to go when you are. I wanna stretch my legs..."
Jon nodded, grabbing the designated Pokeball and having his companion return to the device. "As you can probably guess," Jon began with a huff. "He's too big to fit through doors and things. He doesn't like being crammed in the pokeball, either." He murmured, striding toward the door. "Now, let's get you familiar with this place so you're not bothering me all the time." He opened the door, gesturing for Renae to go first.

"I'm a Zorua! I can just do this!" Tricker barked happily "I can be a lot of other things too, watch this!" Trickster snickered, sneaking behind Jon before transforming into a clone of him, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Sounds good to me, I can't wait to meet everyone here, let's hope they're all as friendly as you" Renae quipped, not noticing her Zorua's shenanigans as Splash hopped into Renae's arms.

"Hey Ren, I met a solosis from the forensics lab, it said that it's partner, Cheryl has a cruuush on the nice secretary boy we met earlier" Squirtle said, its tail swinging as it spoke.

"Hey, no teasing, we gotta make a good impression, remember?" She whispered the the squirtle, still blissfully unaware of her Zorua

(How can you be blissfully unaware of a copy of a man that's 6'4" lol)

Scye giggled, watching Trickster change. "That's so cool!" She squealed. Upon being tapped, Jon turned around, taking one look at the mirror image of himself and deadpanning. "Miss Renae, I don't appreciate being imitated by your Pokemon." He mentioned, turning to leave the office. Scye followed after a moment.

(Well she's standing in front of it, so I guess she just didn't look behind her and squirtle was distracting her I guess?? lol Idk, for the sake of comedy I guess)

"Hmm? Wha- oh, Trickster, what did I just say about behaving? I'm so sorry about her, she likes to play a lot, I promise she's good at her job though, c'mon, show him" Renae apologized. Trickster rolled her eyes, sighing as she promptly vanished. "See? Completely invisible" Renae said proudly. "Now lets keep you out of trouble" She said, returning the Zorua to its ball.

"So, who are we meeting first?" She inquired. "I already met the director and the secretary, both of them were nice, though not nearly as kind and fun as you are" Renae said with a smirk.

((Lol))

"Mhm." Jon muttered in response to Zorua's disappearing act. As he moved out of the room, he promptly strode toward the forensics lab. "We're meeting Joan and Cheryl, first. Then we'll move on to the Tech department and you can meet Oliver. You'll probably see Evelyn on the way." He muttered, ignoring the glances he got from some of his coworkers. They were just as unfamiliar with Jon leading a rookie about as the man was himself. Still, he knew well enough what he was doing. The only thing he wished more than anything was that Barry was out on a case. He hated that man's guts, and he was sure Barry felt the same about him.

((Hope you don't mind but I'm making Barry and Jon rivals :V))

((Sounds good,, Barry has a rivalry with quite a few people lol))

Renae politely smiled at everyone she passed by. "Joan and Cheryl are the forensics girls, right? So they're really smart, huh? One of my friends wanted to be a forensic investigator back in middle school... I wonder how she's doing?" Renae said, trailing off into a mumble at the end

((Lol good))

Jon simply nodded, knocking a couple times on the lab door before opening it and holding it for Renae. "Joan, Cheryl! Come meet the new kid." He called with a huff. He watched as Scye dashed into the lab, calling for her pokemon friends. She was good friends with every pokemon in the building, and to her that was just fact.