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Nate nodded. "Yeah, I get it. You don't want to get mixed up in this shit without your trainer." So, really, they needed to focus on getting him to evolve and maybe get some of his memories back. Or at least a bit of his confidence, hopefully. If he was gonna be something big and scary instead...

Nate nodded. "Right. We gotta worry about them, too." He looked down at the paper in front of him. Okay... okay. They were getting somewhere. But this next bit was going to require a lot more drawing. Rocky leaned in close to watch, but thankfully didn't have any helpful advice to offer...

Hi there! Glad you managed to make your way here. Your story sounds like a lot of fun--good luck with your rewrites, and feel free to share snippets as you're going along. Looking forward to checking your fic out when it's published, and until then, I hope you enjoy Thousand Roads!

"Oh, man. That's so good!" Rocky laughed and applauded. "It's Red! You're really good at looking like him." "Huh." So he'd been wrong after all. "So you're telling me Red got turned into Charizard?"

Yeah, there it was. That pretty much meant it had to be Red's charizard, right? If he'd gotten turned into a charizard himself, Silver's team might not have actually seen him afterwards. They probably wouldn't have recognized him so fast. Now... what had happened to him? "You got the paper and...

Well, that wasn't... the most enthusiastic response. Hopefully they were just feeling a little blue because the guy was still out of commission and they didn't know when they'd see him again, and not any of the other hundreds of things Typhlosion might have touched on. Super fucking...

"I think they're laughing at you," Rocky whispered, loudly, to Nate. The mudkip's smile hardened, but he wasn't about to give up that easily. "Yeah, maybe," he said. Taking off his badge, he used it to project an image of the sleeping Silver. "Just thought you should know, if nobody told you...

"Oh, yeah. For sure. Lotta brooding." Or, well, lotta snoring, these days. Sucked that Silver hadn't really been able to connect with his team at all... for him and for the pokémon both. And now they were just kind of stuck down here. Rocky easily outpaced him to the door--probably bored with...

Hey, welcome! I know I've seen you around the Discord server now and again, but it's nice that you made your way here. Sounds like you've got a real broad appreciation for the franchise, which is awesome! Curious about that PokéAmino blogging... I've poked around on the site a bit, but it was a...

(( Rejoice! Those were all the questions I had for Chip. )) Nate smiled. "It ain't for me. But thanks, I'll ask Maple about it." He glanced over at the door past which Silver's team had been hanging out the last time he was here. "Are Silver's pokémon still hanging out here? I was hoping I...

So the damn mewtwo had been going around pretending to be broken up about Deoxys going poof, when they'd actually been in touch the entire time? Jesus fucking Christ. He probably was going to have to try and talk to that asshole, wasn't he? Fucking mewtwo. "Guess it serves the two of them right...

Nate's eyes narrowed. "No. I meant Deoxys turned up missing months ago, back around the time we fought Lugia. But you're saying the last message sent from Deoxys' badge was from the Air Continent? When?"

"I don't. I was wondering if we could narrow things down at all, make it a bit easier on Bean. Like, you know, have less than a whole continent to search. But you can't get more specific than that, huh?" Nate shook his head. "And I was thinking about what happened to Deoxys. They were working...

"Lost their signals, huh?" Nate said. "You happen to know where their last messages were sent from, before they went AWOL?"

"Don't worry about him. We were just about to leave all the cool Rocket tech behind, weren't we?" "You're no fun," Rocky grumbled, but he didn't protest beyond shooting a wistful look over his shoulder while Nate led the way back into the main lab space. While they walked, Nate said, "So who...

"If there wasn't anything sketchy going on there, then that's good info just by itself. Means it probably wasn't badge communication that let Giovanni in on what we were planning." Well, at least for now the porygon seemed able to handle badge questions without exploding. Nate tilted his head...

Figured. "Yeah, well, that'll definitely be handy. I'm thinking Giovanni might've planted a bug on somebody on the team. Or maybe they agreed to act as a mole for him, whatever, but I wouldn't be surprised if it happened to somebody who didn't realize what was going on. He figured out what was...

"Mmm. Yeah." There had to be some way to get ahold of some of Giovanni's shit in working condition. "But whatever he's got, doesn't seem like it runs on normal electricity. Could you detect that shit? Like, tell someone had a bit of shadow or a bit of radiance on them? Or if they had a gizmo...

"What, you think maybe there was shit in here, but it self-destructed or something?" Or maybe got eaten up by the shadow or whatever was supposed to be powering it. "It looks more or less like what I'm used to, I guess, aside from missing a battery and, you know, all the bits that actually make...

"Huh." Nate poked at the shield device, clicking the front button and poking his fingers into the empty cavity inside. "So there ain't any, like, wires or nothing?" There had to be somewhere, right? "Is this made outta one of those materials you mentioned before, like for holding radiance or...