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Typhlosion looked over the image, then showed the others, who seemed to be impressed by Nate's drawing skills, aside from Alakazam. But as they looked over the image, there seemed to be something wrong with it, based on what Alakazam and Weavile were muttering to one another. Magnezone buzzed...

Instant. That was how quickly they recognized the Charizard--even Weavile, who had been joking around with Alakazam and Gengar, stopped mid-laugh and stared at the hazy image. Typhlosion's expression lit up, like he'd seen an old friend--but then it dissolved into confusion and concern. He...

Typhlosion didn't seem surprised, nor did any of the rest of Silver's team. However, seeing the image of Silver, and then Nate's explanation, it seemed like he understood at least a little of it. His frown deepened, and then he turned around, going to the rest of his team to say something...

"Rrraah?" Typhlosion asked, cocking his head. His ears twitched, and Weavile whispered something too Alakazam, who nodded sagely. Weavile snickered and jabbed at Gengar next, who let out a hissing laugh with him. They must have been mocking Nate for one reason or other... Typhlosion snorted at...

"Yep, same as always. They've been kinda down ever since Silver fell asleep... Though I don't really know if he got along all that much with his team. Probably too busy brooding. Seems like a real brooding type."

"Oh! You must be talking about Joy Ribbons." Chip nodded. "Having trouble with the evolution thing? Kinda weird, since I think Diyem was channeling power into you guys to power up, or something, right? I don't think you guys grow stronger the same way... Hmm. Something odd must have happened for...

"Eh? Uhhh..." Chip buzzed again, his head swiveling a full 360 degrees. "A few weeks ago, last we checked. During initial interrogations, Karat slipped a little and mentioned that he and Deoxys had talked during a time when he should have been missing... Which means Deoxys might have still been...

"Oh, yeah. Karat and Deoxys are best buds and stuff. I don't really want to ask what else they do with each other, but they're close. That guy may think he's slick, but I can tell that they only really separated a little while ago, and not because they were in a rough patch of the relationship...

"Air Continent. Lines up pretty well. We didn't get any messages sent from them for their supposed trek to the Sand Continent..." Chip twitched again. "You don't think they're spies, right? Mmmzzzz no, I don't think that's possible..."

"We lost their signals a while ago..." Chip sighed. "All high-ranking Pokemon have one. It's not their main badge, so they don't use it all that often, but they do have it. Especially during this Blacklight nonsense, y'know?"

Chip glanced at Rocky, then back to Nate. "That's entirely possible. But we'd get a server request for something like that, and... well, we can check, but we didn't notice anything abnormal. Then again, if they replicated the signal, there's no telling..." Chip sighed. "I'm going to have to...

Owen was suffering a similar fate, keeping in control even as Wishkeeper, looking agitated and protective, loomed over Owen's smaller form. Wishkeeper seemed to be snarling at anybody who tried to get close to Owen, refusing to allow anybody to hurt him, but Owen held Wishkeeper by the hand when...

"Hmm, we searched there, but we didn't really get any abnormal signals other than the ones we were told about. No leads there, I'm afraid..." Chip dipped his head down. "We really tried to track everyone down to every detail and couldn't find anything..."

"Huh. We get to be squatters, Barks!" Star tapped on his golden wheel. "How's that for a vacation, huh? Instead of looming out in your sacred hall or whatever, we get to jack someone's pad!" Barky seethed in complete silence.

Distributing Owen's stats into Magic, then splitting between defense and res. Logging a few hours of writing last night, certainly enough to top off the round. Buying Owen's four mid tier slots now, will decide on what he can actually do later. He's most likely Support this round anyway...

"We're still trying to work on detecting things like that," Chip said. "It's... hit or miss, and it only works on strong, active concentrations. Like a Shade, or a distortion nearby. We gave a few to the Beans during his scouting, actually. With any luck, the narrowed search in the Air Continent...

"I don't really know the first thing about these, so human expertise has been a big help..." Chip sighed. "But I guess if you don't know, I can always ask someone else what they think. Maybe that Torracat..." There didn't seem to be much more to look at from the technology compared to before. A...

"Probably something like that. Y'know, it's kinda weird, because it does look like something used to be in there, and then it just... went away." Chip hovered over Nate's shoulder. "Mmmzzzz does it look like any of that Rocket stuff you're familiar with? What's the inside of those Pocket Bowls...

"Yeah. It's just in the other room with the rest of the Rocket material. Labeled it 162." In the room, just as described, was one of the latest additions to the neatly arranged pile of junk. Around the size of the Mudkip's shoulder, looked vaguely like a badge without any of that kiddy flair...

Star and Barky looked to one another, skeptical, but the former shrugged. "Well, hey. I guess we can treat this like a small vacation from our problems back home, eh?" "You're still with me." Star winked.