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"Yes. Some sort of natural poison produced by a pokemon, most likely. Poison type moves are aura based and generally can't do real harm to a pokemon." "Healing a poison is much harder... For now, the remedies Nurse Joy gave me seem to be working, albeit slowly. As for finding the culprit,"...

Jirachi nodded thoughtfully as Odette spoke. "Knowledge is complicated. I can only grant knowledge I have access to, so to speak. So as you said, I can't wish unknown knowledge, such as who comitted an act..." her voice trailed off and she closed her eyes, deep in thought. At that, Jirachi's...

"Nurse Joy told me its not like poison from a battle... someone wanted to put them out of commission. But the toxin is pokemon based-" his voice trailed off as he Victoria said something to Wallace, which he proceeded to translate. "Oh! Bonds? Well yes, I am told they're a bit different here...

Xavian bit back the things he wanted to say. He'd already discussed it at length with Amara. They knew they should have said something sooner, but then hindsight was always 20/20 as Honzo had said. The past couldn't be changed. "I am, and I'll continue to be," he said firmly. "I've not hidden...

Victor seemed to pick up on Steven's hesitancy. "Don't worry about clues. Pyre and I combed the area thoroughly already." Despite his casual tone, the slight haggard look in his eyes suggested they'd been combing for clues for some time. "Not much, unfortunately. Just these gray flakes... we...

"Ah Mr. Steven, of course I have time." He flashed a bright and amicable smile that didn't reach his eyes and shook Steven's hand. There was an anger burning in his eyes. Officer in charge. The title stung, a stark reminder of the grim circumstances. Pyre the Arcanine gave a soft whoof in...

Xavian's face remained neutral and unchanging, but his eyes told another story. Grief, guilt, regret. Anger and pain. How would he have known that coming to this would give this Wallace a mental breakdown? But that comment hardly bothered him. No, the rest of Wallace's ramble made him angry...

"My wishes can be powerful, but I can't make something from nothing," Jirachi said simply. "If you wished for money or jewels, I would have to take it from somewhere. I can do other things, however. It depends on what your request would be, and strength of your desire." At Odette's next words...

Xavian took a slight step back, looking a bit apprehensive. "I-" he shook his head. No sense in apologizing more. Maybe if he just answered the questions he could help somewhow. Although he didn't understand what all the questions were for. Surely the trainers would want to be practicing or...

Jirachi listened carefully to Odile's words. "I never thought you were bad," she said softly. "Not like whatever is doing this. But if you came to me for help then you want a wish." The barest of tremors could be picked up in her voice. Which was usually the only reason someone came to her...

Xavian drew back ever so slightly, seemingly put off by his question. "My sick...? Oh, they're resting right now, I'd rather not disturb them if you don't mind. Besides, I'm not sure they can offer much assistance."

"I know... I know whats been happening, you are not the first to call on my aid." There seemed to be forced eveness to her tone. She paused, studying Odette further. Manaphy had told her of what happened at the cove, though she hadn't be surprised. And Celebi said that she'd met a trustworthy...

Nothing. The forest remained empty. The minutes ticked by, without a sign of the star pokemon. And then, from directly behind Odette, a quiet voice spoke. "Why are you here?" There behind her, Jirachi had appeared. Her tone was heistant, cautious, and even now she seemed ready to flee at a...

As Wallace got closer, Xavian's mutters could just barely be heard, in snatches. "Cresselia? ...she help? No. - Some gold...- can't be her - ghost type? Marshadow but... Perhaps Jirachi--- try one more time. ..don't know... won't help. Who? Why why..." He seemed to be talking about mythical...

Far to the back of the lounge, Xavian could be seen, pacing back and forth and muttering under his breath. Unlike usual, he wasn't accompanied by his Klefki. He'd changed his suit at least, though it appeared wrinkled. Dark circles rimmed his eyes, and his hair seemed hastily styled. Every now...

Manaphy looked between the assembled trainers, then nodded, seemingly satisfied. Yes, for these two, they would use their powers again. Closing their eyes, they focused, a soft pink light drifting from the antennae on their head. The light reached out, linking first Hazel and Violet. The two...

Nurse Joy nodded. "To you as well Wallace. And I am glad to see you are doing better. You have a lovely Milotic. Be careful out there." <><><><>

Listening intently and nodded, Manaphy took mental notes of everything they said. Ghost moves? and Gold and could use distracting moves like that. It was hard to say. They hated the thought of any mythical they knew being capable of doing this, but Latias had told her of the terrible presence...

"Well, when he's not with his pokemon I know he spends time around the lounge reading. You might look for him there. Although don't be surprised if he's not very talktative." Her brow wrinkled with worry. "I hope he's handling all this alright..."

"A mix of Pecha with other curative herbs. The thing is, I'm not sure what kinda of poisoning it is yet... Normally Pecha will work for typical post-battle poison healing but this seems different. I can only pray they recover quickly so everyone can go home." Nurse Joy nodded in understanding...