"Alright. What do you wish to cook, may I ask?" I asked, wondering why he might want to cook.

*I have to go now, but we be back on when possible.*

"I cut some flank off of that Ursaring I downed eariler, might we try making a stew from that?" Ben asked as he tried lighting a fire underneath his cooking pot "I'll have to leave these items behind tomorrow, I cant afford to bring them it would slow be down too much. So today I thought we might get a final meal out of them."

"Of course." I said. I pointed him through the steps of cutting the meat (and vegetables, if brought), and getting enough water.

I told him how as I did the steps, all the way to the last part, "Then you stir it for ten minutes." I said. "Is that it?"

Edit: I don't really know how to make stew...And I'm off from now on until I edit or post again...

(not knowing how to do something is the fun of pretending)

Allowing the stew to simmer Ben smelled its flavor, "Smells good" he said.

Aseren paced back and forthat the gate. "What is keeping that Tom?" He waited awhile longer for his squad leader.

Tom walked up to Arseran. "I was packing some Pokescents, part of this plan. Right now we must find the Imperials. I tried to offer them peace, but they wanted war. Our main target is Pan." Tom said as he and Ditto started to walk.

Rambo walked up to the happy stew eating people.
"Hello there. It seems I've never met you people before."

"Hmm? An Imperial? Well, if you're hungry, we have extra stew, so feel free to eat." I watched him carefully by the corners of my eyes.
I observed him, then wondered what he was doing here. I sighed, then poured out the stew, which was indeed delicious.

"Thank you," Rambo nodded. Rambo sat down on a log.
"I uhh used to be with the imperials. I was there at the beginning of the war, but then, I wandered aimlessly with my Dragonite. But, I decided to return. I couldn't find happiness doing nothing I guess," Rambo said.
"How long have you been here for?" He asked her.

"Oh, I remember you! You are the one with the Dragonite!"
"Well, nice to see you again." I smiled. "I have been here the whole time.
Well, since I met Pan, but if you mean where physically, that is something I can't say." I smiled mysteriously.
It was a bad habit. Men had once thought me useless, and so I'd make them do things for me by smiling swwetly. Of course they'd do it, since I was that man's daughter.....

"I thought I saw you before. Also this stew is wonderful." Rambo smiled.
"But, what have I missed? It seems that I need to catch up."

"If you mean what happened on Pan's side, you'll have to ask him."
I said, frowning slightly.
"I was...let's just say that I was a bit closer to home then wanted."

"I see," Rambo said. "I'm assuming that Pan is all and well lately. But what about yourself? It must be frightening for a young gal yourself?" Rambo looked at the preety young girl. "You look like someone that I once knew."

I blushed, then frowned a bit. "I don't recognize you. Where did this girl come from?"
"But also, it isn't that frightening. I've been in battle since I was 13." I chuckled. "You get used to it."

Edit: What does the Illiterate mean?

"I bet," Rambo lauged. That was a first. Rambo quickly resumed a straight face and resumed talking.
"Well that girl was someone that I loved very much. She was the only person that ment something to me. But once she left, I had no reason to go on. So I enlisted in the Imperials to get myself killed." Rambo said.

I frowned. "Well, that's...unfortunate."
"But, I can tell you, It's not me. The one I loved is still at home base." I laughed. "Funny though, you were one of the Dojo? I had a lover though, but he killed both of our best friend from an order from the head. The head man didn't like the fact that I was in love with him. Or, more like, he didn't like the fact that I had fallen in love of him, and him of me."

"I'm sorry to hear that. Welcome to my world." Rambo said.
"I probably should find Pan if he can remember me. Knowing him, he might end up taking me as the enemy," Rambo smirked. "Nice talking to you."

"Hmm? You can stay here for the night, seeing as the more the merrier. Besides, we are all meeting Pan tomorrow. And trust me, if you go now, you won't find him."

I got my bedding ready for the night, had Kinar lay in her usual spot right above it, and left to get ready for sleep saying, "It's your choice. Now, please excuse me, I will be back shortly." I chuckled, and left.

"Thank you." Rambo set down his stew and pulled out his knife, examining it.
Can I really trust these people? Rambo thought to himself. Rambo stretched, whistled to Dragonite goodnight, and layed on the ground.

I came back out, to see the man on the ground.
"Do you need a blanket? I have extra. Besides, I don't even know your name, but I feel I can trust you. Besides, we both came from a similar background, I guess." I frowned. "So, were you a Dojo?" I said softly, showing my curiosity. Hopefully, he would tell me. I sure was interested.

Ben saw the newcomer and gestured without words to the stew, he wasnt sure about this group at all, too many imperials.

later he thought 'since we are working together we should act like it'

Seeing them lay down for bed he said "My name is Ben Kei Ishihara, I was once an imperial but that was long ago, now I am an outlaw searching for redemption."

I smiled at him.
At least he was trying for conversation.
"Yes, and I'm Hiroki, and this is my Arcanine, Kinar."
I tried to look calm, hoping it would help them be a bit more trusting.
"I'm a healing specialist, so come to me if you feel any pain," I made a sidelong glance at Ben. I can tell you have a limp I thought, smiling. ", and Kinar is here to help and protect me."

Ben caught the look and decidely ignored it, not wanting anyone to think his injury slowed him down.

"my pokemon Eclipse is around here somewhere, she is very curious and will not doubt come to investigate you." Ben said

I smiled at Ben.
"Aww. Come on Ben, lighten up! We want teh man to ba able to sleep!" I said in a jokingly voice.

(Near future?)
Once Rambo was 'asleep', I went over to Ben. "You sure you don't want me to look at your leg? I can do something to help."

"I received that wound twenty years ago, Im afraid this is somthing I will have to live with" Ben said then adding, "thank you for your concern"