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Nate probably should have thought harder about what it would mean that the weavile kid had gotten a text message about the legendary: that probably everybody with a fucking phone got the same message, and that they were then all going to show up and want a piece of the action. It looked like...

"That makes sense," Mightyena said. "My trainer wants to talk about battling all the time, so I bet that's what he'd want to ask Steven about, too. It's so boring! Fighting is fun, but talking about fighting all the time is no good." Aggron was probably right about Nate needing to smile more...

Nate watched the weavile clamber aboard the aggron, looking absurdly tiny atop his broad shoulders. She was still acting kind of erratic, apparently swooning from something more than the heat. The three pokémon were all chattering away amongst each other, thick as thieves already. For a moment...

Nate's eyebrows rose faintly when the kid emphasized the word "read." Okay, so that was definitely a dig, and also, just what in the fuck was it with people on this island and fucking reading? It was weird as shit. He could very well fucking read, for fuck's sake, and he was tired of people...

Nate blanched under Steven's skeptical look. Great. Just fucking great. The absolute last thing Nate needed was some fucking champion taking any sort of interest. It was time to be gone. Steven and the girl could team up, become great friends, woo, awesome, and he and Mightyena could go find...

Nate smirked as the girl leapt to her feet, apparently ready to give him a piece of her mind. This was gonna be good. Except the words died on her lips, and following her startled gaze, Nate saw--oh. Shit. That's right. This was some kind of wacko places where you could be getting chewed out by...

Did Nate particularly care to see whatever canned "proof" the girl had no doubt prepared in advance to back up her texting trick? Not really. In fact, this entire conversation felt like it wasn't enriching his life any. The girl and her weavile could enjoy smugging at each other, alone, as far...

Nate sensed a trap here somewhere and took a drag of the vile coffee to give himself a moment to think. "Well, I already had one kid try to convince me she spoke pokémon, and she did a damn better job of it than you are with the fucking phone." "She definitely did know what I was saying!"...

Nate narrowed his eyes right back. "Oh, so you're one of those people who can supposedly understand pokémon, is that it?" The weavile was jabbing the phone at him again. Nate looked down at it, but all it was showing was more text. Was she playing the world's most boring game on there, or what...

Nate's face settled into a scowl as the girl went on. Thou? Pray? What the hell was this Shakespeare bullshit? "The fuck is a Trousselin?" he asked. Then the weavile was all up in his face, shoving the music player at him--some kind of fancy phone? He glanced at it, but the screen didn't have...

If there was anywhere you might stash a couple uncooperative trainers on the island, Nate figured it would have to be the caves. Or inside one of the buildings, if you could get around the frankly-incompetent security, or were the frankly-incompetent security. Or if you didn't have living...

Mightyena paced. Past the bed, up to the door. Turn around, back past the bed, up to the far wall. Turn around. Each pass took a while. It was a big fucking hotel room. Nate tried to ignore her, lying with one arm over his face, thinking. Stay here on the island, or go to the mainland? The...

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"Yeah. Might've been an impulse thing, whoever it was just saw Reena and Drampa out there and decided to grab them. But the scizor guy, that had to be planned." Nate shook his head and sighed again. "Good to know we ain't even safe in our room at night and some dick with a grudge could just...

After a few minutes of combing through the place, Nate closed yet another empty drawer and sighed, running a hand over his head. "Find anything over there?" he asked Wes. "We've got nothing." Mightyena whined and brushed against his side as she went past. She picked up an axew plush that had...

Mightyena laughed at Novo's comment. "I know! And mine wants to fight humans he can't beat all the time. I can't believe how he..." She trailed off when Wes opened the door to Reena's room, revealing a cozy, well-lived-in-room. Mightyena started forward immediately, peering around corners and...

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[[ Continuing from first floor. ]] Mightyena let the eevees' trainer scratch behind her ear for a few seconds, then gave his hand a quick swipe with her tongue. She moved over to Nate next, nudging his hand with her nose so he reached down to rub the side of her jaw. Mightyena looked back at...

"With Johto?" How the hell was that supposed to work? "What, there's just a big fucking desert stuck on below Olivine? Like Olivine, the port city of Olivine?" Nate snorted. Mightyena tipped her head to the side, ever so slightly. It looked like the humans were calming down a bit. The eevees'...