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"And how do all those other pokémon figure into this?" Skara asked from her usual position by the exit. The weather was trending more and more toward chilly these days, and being ill-suited for the cold wasn't making moving this accursed box around any easier. "It sounds like they're friends...

Some foolish part of Skara's mind had still anticipated a gentle roll over back onto her feet. Shame that 90-degree angles did not work that way. The mudkip did his best to ease her over, but there was still an unpleasant jolt as she went past the corner and landed flat. A hefty *tzzzt*...

Skara managed to hold back her incoherent frustrated buzzing long enough to realize that she recognized the voice. The... the mudkip, right? She wasn't sure whether it was more or less embarrassing to be stuck like this in front of someone who sort of knew her versus a complete stranger. "Oh...

"*kzzzt* Yo *bzzkkt* everyone *krrzzztch* outta ten *zzbbzzt*." Slowly, agonizingly, the searing blue-white light that was everything began to dim. Other colors worked their way back into the world. The sounds were slower to rejoin the party. Everything was still buzzing. "Not *brzzzt*...