Treasure Town ~ Marowak Dojo

[Adamhuarts]

"If it's her we're talking about, it could be anyone's guess. We could be looking for a space ship or a lawn mower."

 

[Ambyssin]

"Calm down, child. Let us think this through rationally." Bahamut held up his right lower wing. "Darkwhite claims there is an entire infected village." He held up his left lower wing. "She let slip a comment about a machine hidden away in a town." Bahamut then placed his right upper wing beside his lower wings. "And her entire schtick since we've met her has been tied to the Shades and corrupting individuals."

He clasped all three wings together. "Ergo, a plausible hypothesis is that she has devised a machine to mass-produce shades... or some other corrupting force. And, using it, she has infected some yet-unknown residence."

Bahamut levitated up his badge. "I believe it's best to inform the others of this discovery. Any objections?"

 

[Adamhuarts]

"So, you're saying there could be a whole village of mon possessed by shades? That... That is just awful! How do we even handle such a situation? Beat everyone up till they regain their senses?" Cynthian asked while looking down with a frown. "I wish there was a way to get rid of those shades without violence."

 

[RJR Basimilus]

"Shade this, shade that- it's very confusing," Seyka said, looking annoyed. "Oh well, if it's somewhere new, then it'll probably be fun."

 

[Adamhuarts]

"The sooner we tell everyone about this, the better. In any case, I don't like where this is going at all." Cynthian pursed his lips and slid his oran back into his bag.

"I sure hope we actually know what to expect. Or where this shade infested village even is. Darn it, we should have tried getting more out of Darkwhite earlier, but all we did was make her mad. What a pain," Cynthian said with a sigh.

 

[Namohysip]

"Yeah," Pine said, rising. "And we'll help. We're here anyway, right?"

"Right. We should." Nanab sighed. "If we ever feel off or we see something wrong, we'll let you guys know right away. But I want to help out here instead of standing by uselessly... We saved the world!"

"Mm." Pine nodded at them. "Do I ask the weird not-Smeargle?"

 

[Ambyssin]

"I have already relayed this discovery to her," Bahamut declared, setting down the badge. "Though perhaps we ought to consider a less-coordinated approach for investigating different villages? Darkwhite thrives on taking people's well-laid plans and throwing figurative knives into them. She is... spontaneous in that regard."

He smirked. "But that spontaneity can also be used against her, as you just saw. If you do not indulge in her little games... it seem she'll descend into a tantrum. Thus, a chaotic, spur-of-the-moment investigation could throw her out of her rhythm and pave the way for an opportunity to strike."

 

[Namohysip]

"Chaotic, spur-of-the-moment, huh?" Pine asked, and then he suddenly reached for Nanab. She yelped in surprise, and then Pine swung her around his neck like a scarf. "See ya."

And they left.

 

[Ambyssin]

Another smirk. "I like them. They're amusing." He got up and floated out of the door.