[ Duo moves out of the way as the Pokemon approaches, trying to resist the urge to stare too much. Steven's odd teammates that he released from little balls he carried around were certainly something he was a bit curious about but he never wanted to be too overt about it.After all, who knew how the animals would react, much less Steven..

Either way, the braided teen follows the pokemon and the vicim of the crash out not too far behind, and once the other mystery person on the ground is laid down, he reaches to see if they were alive, taking a quick pulse at the neck, and then, almost desperately, a wrist..

There's nothing.. and Duo's face turn in to a bit of a grimace.. ]

This is no good.. they're gone... what the hell possesses people to ride the trains when everything in the city has been going haywire all day., anyway...