Ranger A. Silverswift.
Argent had recently came back from a leave of absence from his work, one of the gravest importance to him personally. He had not left information about this with any of his fellow colleagues, only his superiors. He sighed quietly as he tapped his pen on the side of his face, working through some more paperwork as he usually did when he wasn't taking someone around the National Park on a run. Argent's Chimecho, of course, was right beside him, trying to invent a new game for her to play as she wiled away hours in the office, watching him write nonsense about goings on within the National Park. She preferred the times when she could go out with her trainer on a run some place or another, usually with a friendly stranger in tow. Sometimes they would befriend Pokémon - other times, they would battle or capture the Pokémon. Any number of things could happen in the National Park, that was for sure. She enjoyed the times she spent with Argent anyway, and knew that every one of them was most precious because there would be one day wherein they couldn't share these great times with one another. Chimey also lamented on those facts often enough.
Argent was growing bored with this paperwork - it wasn't even interesting enough to keep his attention, like with most of the other pieces of paperwork he strived to complete often enough. Argent found that he had settled down after working here for quite a while now, and was quite glad that he could actually talk to his colleagues without feeling nervous, or refer to his superiors often without the fear of being rebuked by them. He had come to the stage where things were pretty much as good as they could get, in a job that could inspire anyone to do anything. Argent was thankful for these blessings, and this thought flicked quickly across his mind. A rush of warmth spread through his body, and he found the energy to continue through the rest of this report, checking over it and the like. Argent was pretty good with paperwork, after all - but the paperwork wasn't what he was there for. He was there for an adventure, quite obviously. Anyone would want this job for the adventure in it, Argent believed.
"There's a run request just delivered, people!" one of the ladies cried. "It's for some guy named Jesse. He wants to go to the Grand Lakes. Any takers?"
Argent quickly stood up, as did several others. The lady, seeing Argent, smiled kindly at him - some feeling of recognition swept over him as she did so. She flung the files towards him. However, it was an extremely bad throw which sailed towards a person's (who worked just across from Argent) head. Chimey boredly set the files flying in the right direction with a bit of psychic power, and Argent deftly caught the files in his hand. He smiled slightly, his hand flicking down to his trusty satchel and opening the flap to it. He neatly placed the files inside one of the compartments, and walked out the door to the toilets to swap his undies for some swimming gear, in case the time for swimming came at the Lakes - which it would, naturally enough. After coming out from the toilets, he set Chimey to find his Feraligatr, Cocodrilo - which Argent fondly called Coco for the most part. Cocodrilo was a rather naughty Feraligatr, but Argent could usually keep his bad impulses under control. Chimey, after locating Cocodrilo through her psychic powers, called him to go to the Outpost at the Great Lakes.
Argent quickly got to the Outpost through the handy teleporters which were located at each outpost for getting from one place to another within a certain percentage. Argent stepped out of the Outpost, waiting for the trainer whom he would be taking through the Great Lakes to arrive. Cocodrilo was there also, waiting eagerly to get into the water. Argent smiled at him apologetically, promising him that he could once the trainer arrived.
Argent thought he looked quite good in a swimsuit.