Curio was in another parallel dimension of some sort, where she was being briefed on some mystery dungeon bullshit again. Whatever. It was just another Tuesday to her at that point. She watched all the crap about, wait, was that Owen? Yeah, Owen being pancaked by a freaking huge Magikarp. If she had ever caught something like that back on her home island, she would've been able to feed her whole family for a week. Suddenly, she had a craving for Magikarp, and not only because her interdimensional friend was in danger.
She looked to the rest: a Roselia (he looked familiar), a blue Zangoose, a Rampardos (weren't they extinct or something?) and another Charmander. At least it wasn't another Lucario like herself.
She yawned, flexing both her paw and her metal arm. "Well, that Magikarp's going on a skewer, whether I'm a Lucario or a Riolu. And hey, it could kick ass to be in a new body, one that actually has an arm."