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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'...

Well, unhinged laughter and questioning his own sanity were better than trying to start shit. Kinda. Nate stayed on his guard. Who knew what could set the guy off again. "Really dunno what to tell you," he said. "I ain't no big fan of the government neither, and I don't want them starting shit...

Nate saw Wes reach for the knife--great, he really had to go and piss off Knife Guy's alter ego, who might not be quite so psychotic but still had a fucking knife. He tried to draw himself up, but of course Wes was fucking tall and he came up to like the guy's kneecaps, plus he was still a...

Nate took an involuntary step back, instinctively glancing past Wes to Mightyena. Holy shit, zero to pissed in like two seconds. If anything, Nate would have expected the coat thing to set the guy off, not what would probably be the first thing that came to anybody's mind when somebody mentioned...

"Orre, really?" A faint chill crept down Nate's back. "Sure, I've heard of it." He'd been hearing about it way too much for his tastes, lately. Way, way, too much. "I mean, I'm from Kanto and all, but Orre comes up from time to time. That's where, uh, well... you ain't never had to deal with any...

Well, that was even weirder than Nate had been expecting. All that "multiverse" bullshit... he hadn't thought about the potential for running into other versions of yourself. And if that other-you was unhinged? "Jesus. That's creepy. He really just jumped you out of nowhere? Because you look the...

"Nah, but Mightyena can find it," was all Nate had to say; she'd been wagging at the umbreon for a moment there, but one mention of her name and she was up and on her way to the door before he even finished. "Could use your help getting inside, though." Out in the hall, Mightyena sniffed around...

"Nice work," Nate said to Mightyena as she came back over to him, making little growls of irritation. Like the espeon, she was feeling frustrated by the lack of progress. They'd gotten something, though. "Yeah. I don't recognize the smell neither," Nate said. "No sign of a pokémon, but someone...

"No problem," Nate said. "Couldn't really just let some psycho run around trying to stab people." Good lord. What the fuck had even been going on on that boat? He followed Wes, the eevees, and Mightyena into the room--she was already having a conversation with the other pokémon, apparently...