"...Mena. Mi querida."
"Please don't touch whatever that is."
"Jimena, please. No. I swear to God."
"DIOS MIO, NO! OI! JIMENA-!!!"
Numerous stairs and staircases alike onwards, there would have been a small amount of what was likely bickering to be heard between human and Pokemon alike; the former's tone amused yet exasperated all the same as it murmured in vague and foreign tongues, while the latter's tone seemed to grow more and more amused and playful with each decline closer and closer to defeat that the first's voice drifted into. Now, the sounds altogether were likely audible and clearly echoing throughout the walls of the staircases as they led down and down; deeper into the earth, but even then, they were distant overall, so the sources themselves were likely already a ways away as things were at that particular moment in time. From the sounds of it, however, there were obviously two parties to be had; one a seemingly adult man - and one with an apparent Hispanic accent - while the remaining was likely a common Pokemon altogether. As swiftly as they were heard the first time, they seemed to grow more and more distant- and at a rapid pace nonetheless as the man among the two screamed in foreign tongues. Constant footsteps echoed along the walls as he rushed down the sloping corridor; most likely after his Pokemon companion.
...Definitely after his Pokemon companion.
Today was supposed to be a simple day, really. Work at the agency was done for him, since the day prior; the current day free for him to do as he wanted, so for the most part, he wanted to start the morning off right and easy. He got himself ready after gathering his belongings and Pokeballs at his leisure; messenger bag slung over his shoulder and the bag itself resting firmly upon his hip as he started out into the morning air, only for things to just...suddenly hit the fan once he got far enough. Before he knew it, there were so many things happening. People were screaming. What seemed to be Unown were literally just wrecking shit across the town- and on top of that, there was literally a gaping hole that opened up near where he was going.
All he wanted to do was meet up with a client over in the Eastern District. Something easy.
And then a pit of literal death seemed like it wanted to make a visit, so hey- since it seemed calmer compared to the raging chaos happening outside, he took it upon himself to haul ass inside to seek refuge, and because he wasn't willing to stick around on the surface while shit was still hitting the fan.
He'd been down there for a small while, actually, too; enough time to let his Pokemon out and stretch their limbs one by one. First came his Bewear, and then his Medicham and Riolu at the same time, since they were both pretty much a pair. Then came his Infernape, then his Passimian, and finally--
"JIMENA...! POR EL AMOR DE DIOS...! BASTA!"
...Yup. Yup, and then there was the Croagunk.
Saved her for last for obvious reasons. ...Mostly because he didn't want to deal with her right away.
Either way, though, she was pretty much a troublemaker all the same. He told her not to touch things. She did, anyways. He yelled at her and scolded her, and she booked it. It was really a common occurrence, but for sake of being cautious, he really just wanted her to hold back considering the foreign and ominous terrain they were trekking. After all; the place seemed like it could be boobie trapped even on the way down, so whenever they passed by the occasional placard of glyphs and symbols, Juan Rafael was quite literally holding his Croagunk back to prevent her from touching it.
Of course, that didn't stop her from finding her way to give it a quick poke anyways, so he was left screaming at her while groaning in exasperation all the same. Screaming, then groaning. Screaming, then groaning again... Aaaand then it was back to aggressive screaming when she touched something else, only for a small tremor to begin as soon as the did so- and unbeknownst to him, it was really because she used a softer Earthquake to throw him off and mess with him.
Judging by how she booked it as soon as she poked the nearest placard, though, he assumed it to be a trap. He was ready to book it. He really was. But, Jimena simply gave a shudder before triggering the nonviolent and truthfully harmless shake before sprinting through his legs and further down the staircase. As much as he hated her right there and then, he just screamed after her again before booking it after her instead of back up the stairs, instead.
"JIMENA...! I'M GONNA KILL YOU IF WE DON'T DIE HERE FIRST...!"
"I REALLY, REALLY HATE YOU RIGHT NOW...!"