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The Salandit tracks moved in erratic patterns, looping and zigzagging and crisscrossing in absolutely nonsensical ways. And it had worked, it seemed for a little bit. There was evidence that kidnapper had tried to launch some kind of projectile attacks, which he'd managed to dodge at least a few...

A scattered set of tracks peppered the area, giving the impression that Sigmin and Salandit had been trying to dodge attacks. However, following the direction of the tracks, they soon split off unexpectedly. One set, the Salandit's, broke off to the left. Sigmin's tracks jerked sharply towards a...

The air seemed to ripple ominously with both psychic and ghost energies, almost overwhelmingly so. Faint traces of Nox's poison and fire energy remained, but they were faint. The highest concentration of energy seemed to linger near the rear of the Swap Shop... and there seemed to lie the true...

The brightly lit shelves were stocked to the brim with perfectly organized shelves of TMs. At first glance, everything appears meticulously kept and undisturbed. Whoever was in charge of stocking certainly did an impeccable job. Yet despite Wallace's sleepy brain, or perhaps thanks to it, they...

Berries, huh? "Well a lot of mythical pokemon are small or can levitate... Could be them," Lourine mused. "It sort of aligns with what we've been discussing." Azar nudged her side meaningfully. She nodded slowly. "Although it possible the berries are for something else? Though I can't imagine...

The infirmary had of course been a whirlwind of activity ever since Manaphy's ill fated encounter with the islands humans. But if there was one thing Sleet knew how to do it was being discreet. A great deal of poking and prodding in the inside and outside, there's much to see. Neat cabinets...

"Let's just say I've had some experience tackling shady organizations in my world." She kept an even gaze on Malachai. "In the end I succeeded." Which was all she felt like saying. Most people didn't take kindly to her when they recognized her, and she'd been burned more than enough by being...

Lourine nodded grimly. "I'd... Considered that. That perhaps everyone was tied to taking down some kind of organization." There seemed to be a faint hint of guilt or regret as she said those words. But not fresh regret, rather the pain of old mistakes. "But that Franklin kid? Reena? I don't...

A telepathic Noivern? Truly incredible. "A pleasure, Malachi." Azar didn't seem to understand the exact wording, but he knew enough to know what Laura meant. He dipped his head in acknowledgement. Lourine considered Malachi's request carefully. They too seemed very unlikely to be involved...

Lourine whirled around, a slight frown on her face. She had hoped not to run into anyone... But then again this was that girl from the other boat who she'd seen with that insane Noivern... Her eyes were drawn to it immediately. "Damn, you're incredible." She spoke almost without thinking...

Instead of shopping around the inside like most trainers would have been Lourine found herself slipping around the outside of the Skill Swap shop building. Her Houndoom paced ahead of her, nose to the ground. "Anything?" Houndoom grunted and shook his head before continuing to sniff. She...

Xavian chuckled amicably, unaffected by Gladion's suspicous attitude. "Oh that? That's easy enough! Pokemon like Klefki and Hoopa and other mythical pokemon can generally sense things like this. I myself don't understand it exactly. Clink tells me its something known as aura in some worlds."...

Xavian frowned and tipped his head, seemingly confused by the question. "Why...? Oh, I see. Well I spoke a bit about it during dinner yesterday, as I am sure you heard. But the truth is..." he paused, and glanced over his shoulder to Clink, who pressed himself against his shoulder. A hint of his...

Xavian had been at the shop, picking up a bottle of his favorite beverage (Oran Berry flavored Ramune), when he ran into one of dear guests. Klefki Clink, who'd been floating beside him, shifted to hide behind his back, peeking out ever so slightly. "Oh hello! Gladion, correct?" he asked. "Of...

This quaint shop tucked just out of sight of the main hall and a short walk from a beahc entrance offers an eclectic mix of items such as souvenirs, clothes, training items, and various snacks and drinks. A few chairs and tables have been arranged out front for guests to relax and enjoy a treat...