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"I'll admit I'm not the most familiar with Manaphy. Darkrai though..." Nip took a deep breath closing his eyes. "In my world, at least, Darkrai was known for being cruel to his enemies... though he rewarded those who are willing to stand beside and follow him. Darkrai has the power to trap...

Nip was quiet as he looked around the cave, nodding to Cabot before addressing Necrozma. "That's right, though I remember hearing that Darkrai, Cressellia, and Manaphy were all missing, too." In the last week, he'd taken the time to research that last name, discovering that Manaphy, to, was a...

"Perhaps we could discuss this while we're headed to this Aegis Cave? Or else wait until after the mission. Are we not wasting time right now?"

Nip dipped his head to Cabot. "I may as well take a break from my training."

"Well, I've never heard of anything called 'soda'. Or anyone named it except you. I haven't heard of any foods called Maple or Surf or Turf, for that matter. I just heard Owen use 'Tamato' with no objections and assumed any name based on a berry would be acceptable, is all." Nip paused...

He paused, tilting his head. "That's a fair point," Nip admitted. "Though I don't think it's a bad idea to fall back on. You never know when plans might have to change at the last minute."

"I like the way you guys think," Nip said, crossing his arms and flashing a toothy grin. "If someone will boost my speed, I could even have time to hone my claws before throwing my first attack. Which would allow whoever is bosting our strength to focus on someone else."

Nip crossed his arms and perked up. Though he was doubtful they could do anything against someone as powerful as either of the gods, it didn't hurt to find out what Cabot had in mind.

"Well, it behaves like a Zoroark's illusions," Nip replied, focusing his attention back on the projection. "Seems real, but it's not." He was alright with dropping the subject at that though, accepting the answer. That just left him to figure out a names. Based on Owen's answer, he could at...

"Agreed," Nip said, turning back to look at the training dummy. But before he could attempt another attack, the sound of Cabot entering the room caught his attention. He turned back towards the entrance and tilted his head. "You were? Did you need something?"

Holographic interface? Geolocation? Nip understood few of these words. But he was pretty sure all he needed to know was that he needed to keep ahold of it. He got the idea though that he didn't really need to worry about it - at least, he hoped not - so he focused instead on following the same...

Looking away from the dummy, Nip turned his attention to the approaching vulpix. He hesitated for a couple of heartbeats before relaxing slightly and standing back up, his brow still knit with worry. "Ah. Thanks. It's nothing to trouble yourself with, though. I'm just... concerned about what...

With a single training dummy set up across from him, Nip took a deep breath and flexed his claws. There was a slight glint that refracted in his forehead gem, then he darted forward, flanking the training dummy with speed that seemed almost unnatural. Frost formed on his fur, then he swung his...

"Ah, yes, that is something Celebi can do, as Dialga's Herald, isn't it? Though I never knew that Celebi could take pokemon with him... Or, er, her, in this case. The Celebi in the legends I know was always referred to as male." Nip decided to try and not think too hard about that, though. Or...

Nip recoiled in disgust, looking over the captured... thing. "I think Cabot's on to something. When I met Surf before, it seemed like Turf had been sick for a while." And from the sound of things, it had been a Big Sickness. One of the ones that seemed to have no cure. He tilted his head up so...

That shadow... was he about to strike? Nip tensed, prepared to run or else strike again. But then it was gone the moment Celebi (was celebi always supposed to be pink in the legends? How odd) tapped him. Necrozma was moving. Nip tilted his head, watching him curiously while ignoring the...

Nip whipped his head around, watching Maple sail out to sea before turning back to look at the enemy, frozen in place. Or at least, where he suspected the invisible enemy was. It knocked Maple flying like that? With just one strike?! What hope did he have of fighting this enemy, if that was the...

Nip whipped around at the sound of commotion. Other than the sudden burst of razor-sharp leaves from Jaro's arms, he hadn't seen what happened. Only the aftermath. The fur on the back of his neck pricked, and he shifted into a defensive pose.

After a quick glance around town in search of Maple had proven fruitless, Nip made his way towards the crossroads, then headed down towards the beach. The sound of voices caught his attention and he looked further up the sandy shores, catching side of Maple! ... but also several other pokemon...

Nip had been quiet as he ate his food, carefully picking around for bits of fake meat, and other bits that he reasonably figured he could digest. Fortunately, there was plenty of that to fill him up, and it had tasted great, too! Sure he felt bad for wasting food, but... it sounded like it...