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Tiamat wasn't too fazed upon seeing Mew. After all, she did clearly remember getting a glimse of a few Legendary Pokémon in her youths, specifically the dragons of Ideals and Truth, Reshiram and Zekrom. She didn't remember whether she'd seen them in a dream or if she was awake, but she clearly remembers seeing them. She wishes to meet them one day, perhaps even flying alongside one of them if she's lucky. But nevermind that for now. Despite wearing warm clothes, she was pretty cold, and she had sent out her shiny Charizard, Azazel, and had scooted closer to her tail flame for warmth. Azazel looked like any other shiny Charizard, but she was slightly smaller than normal, and she wore a pendant similar in design to Tiamat's Mega Pendant, except hers had a Charizardite Y rather than a Key Stone.

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Viola picked off Booster from her head, cuddling the little fire fox. This was much better than letting her sleep on her head. Continuing to walk in the snow, she looked around for where that Mew asked her to go.

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Alex had almost fallen asleep in bouffalant hair. He yawned.

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Whisper. Whisper. Whisper. Sizune stared at the wall. All she could hear were whispers. Like a floating spectral, Banette moved around the room. It stopped by Sizune's frozen body, whispering something in her ear. Sizune could not understand the whispers. She tried to, but all she heard was gibberish. That made her mad. Sizune wanted to understand. Almost as if her body was responding to the anger, her eye twitched. The movement seemed to break the curse upon Sizune. The bright cameras all around her, shining like spotlights she didn't want, didn't need. But they were so hypnotic, like a Venomoth to a candle. She moved towards one of them. She could see people...most of them children. So young, skipping along the rainbow. But the rainbow would shatter one day, into a million pieces. She almost tripped over Mr. Mime, who was sitting on the floor, watching her movements and mimicking them-or was Sizune mimicking Mr. Mime's movements? She reached the computer, not taking her wide eyes off of the screen. Her fingers reached the keyboard. She began typing, and the camera zoomed in. To the others, the whirr of the hidden lense would be lost in the sounds of the wind. In the unusually quiet room. Sizune spoke. "I'll see, I'll set my mind free, I see, with no need to speak."

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She grinned slightly at the black haired boy's comment, even though he seemed to be rather standoffish. She hoped he wouldn't be difficult; if she'd properly understood the Mew's message, she'd have to work closely with these people, all of them. Lace noticed two others approaching the group; one held a Flareon in their arms, the other stood beside an unusually black Charizard shorter than them. She admired the oddly colored Flame Pokemon briefly; she'd heard of how rare shiny Pokemon were, but had never seen one in person. Guessing that they were also part of the group due to their not being clothed in at least three parkas, she waved them over as she took a step towards the path marked with a large wooden sign emblazoned: "SNOWPOINT CITY - 0.1 MILES"

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The bovine carried alex over to the sign. Alex head only appeared from the shock absorbing fur.

Honey shakinlgy moved to the sign. "Can we hurry and get over there?" She spoke with tight teeth.

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Viola noticed the sign and walked towards it. The Mew mentioned snowpoint city so this was the right way? Keeping Booster in her arms Shen looked at the person who waved at her.

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Tiamat, still stocking close to Azazel, simply nodded at the person waving at her, the two of them coming closer. She wanted to send out another Pokémon, but other than Fenrir and maybe Nidhogg, none of them seemed particularly suited to the cold weather, and she didn't want to send them out in this weather unless she really had to. Adjusting her mask, she and her companion had gone a bit closer to where the others were.


Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.... This was the sound coming from the office of Executive Assistant Shinobu Takahashi. Shinobu herself was clicking her ballpoint pen as she eyed the cameras while something was being heated up in her microwave, as Mito was watching the cameras and eating out of a bag of Pokéblocks, Garuda was sleeping outside the office, Espeon and Umbreon were play-battling, Absol was asleep next to an empty bowl of kibble, and Porygon-Z was glitching around the area where the office was located. It was getting pretty boring, but then Mito made some bubbling noises and pointed to one of the cameras. "What is it, Mito?"

And sure enough, there were several people, some of them with their Pokémon, who suddenly appeared by the camera outside of Snowpoint City in the Sinnoh region, along with the Mythical Pokémon Mew. "Come on, my child, we're going to the CEO," she told her partner, before she and Mito exited the office, holding a microwave burrito and a bag full of Pokéblocks respectively. "GARUDA," Shinobu shouted at her Salamence, "WAKE UP, GARUDA! Keep watch out here and make sure NO ONE, I repeat, NO ONE comes in here just to use the microwave. OR the mini fridge. That's an order!"

And with that, Shinobu and Mito stormed off to tell Shroud about these strange people, as the former of the two angrily ripped open the burrito packaging and took a bite out of the burrito.

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Daemon took some paperwork and started to work on it. He had to full stacks of half done work.

Alex was braiding his pokemon's hair. "Hows that?" His bouffalant mooed.

honey was trudging her way, ahead of the group. To snow point, and the warmth. "v-venonat h-h-how are you doing?" The venonat slept.

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Reaching out a shaking hand and running it through the ruff of fur on Void's neck, Lace had to admit that she was definitely not built for cold weather. The only thing on her mind at the moment was a warm jacket, and perhaps a cup of coffee. Seeing others gradually moving away from where they had appeared, she did the same. However, not three steps later, her foot caught on a buried log beneath the snow, and she pitched forwards into a neat pile of snow with a cry of shock and indignation.

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Shroud sat in a tall backed, comfortable, black office chair behind her large, regal desk, atop which laid stacks upon stacks of papers, sorted neatly by importance. The desk was pressed up against the wall, but curved around in a horseshoe shape so that she could easily turn and have a meeting with any that deemed their message to be of enough importance. In the center of the portion that she spent most of her time at was a curved panel of three flattened keyboards, each with many more keys than any typical keyboard would ever be found to have. The wall in front of her was completely covered by crystal clear computer displays arranged in a methodical format, allowing her to easily navigate through and monitor her company's proceedings. The far right of the array broadcast the statuses, such as the date installed, the remaining core life, etc., of each of their many security cameras throughout the world; although they were headquartered in Kalos, she kept tabs on the proceedings everywhere. For marketing purposes only, of course, she thought to herself with a smirk. However, she was constantly busy with the more standard workings of the company, and therefore had a sector of employees assigned to watch the cameras and send any potentially interesting feeds to her executives for review. If any of the latter so deemed the video to be of any importance, they were to report directly to her. Such was the systematic nature of her Shroud Corporation.
A mug of coffee in hand, the woman tapped her long nails thoughtfully against the ceramic cup as various emails popped up on her screens. She scrolled through them without much of a care; most were from other companies seeking to do business with hers, and she was not interested in any way, shape, or form.
Typically, when someone seeking a business deal with her would enter her office, though it wasn't often, as she turned most of them down right at the start, the first thing they would ask would be some variation of, "Do you have any Pokemon?" Her staff enjoyed, nay, were encouraged, to keep their Pokemon out of their PokeBalls, provided they didn't stray anywhere near the lower facilities of the building. She, on the other hand, preferred to keep hers inside theirs. None of them really held any emotional sentiment to her, aside from perhaps her Kingdra and Froslass, slightly, and if she really thought about it, they were just a means to an end. They provided her with the power she needed to "help" others find the motivation to do what she needed them to. Smiling, she leaned back in the chair and took a sip of her coffee.

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Booster noticed the person who had fallen into the snow and cried out loudly for help. "What?" Viola asked the crying Flareon, who was furiously pointing at the person who had fallen. After realising what Booster was saying, she put her down before carefully running through the snow towards the person.

Booster looked at the person, before tapping them with her paws for them to 'get up'

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Honey rushed into the pokecenter and sat at a table. Her venonat slept on her head.

Alex road his bouffalant toward snowpoint. The cold was seeping into his bovine's headpiece so he wanted to get to warmth before they freeze to death.

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Azazel had also gone to check on the trainer who had fallen, as Tiamat sent out Fenrir, who started growling quietly upon noticing the others. A rather scarred Midday Lycanroc who was fairly larger than others of his kind, Fenrir had been abandoned by his old trainer as a Rockruff and later rescues and nursed to health by Tiamat, who eventually became his trainer after he had fully recovered. As a result of his abandonment in the past, Fenrir has a hard time trusting other humans.

Shinobu had knocked loudly on the door, taking another bite out of her burrito. Despite keeping all of her Pokémon outside of their Poké Balls, none of them held any sentimental value to her, aside from Mito, and maybe Garuda on some occasions. She just thought it'd be at least good for them to get some exercise outside of battle. At least she actually gives them Pokémon food (except for Mito, who always gets better food than just dry kibble, and Porygon-Z, who just eats whatever junk mail or spam is sitting around in her emails).

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Xavier trudged through the snow, letting it shoot waves of pain through the painfully thin soles. Everything he'd ever owned, even his Pokemon friends, was a hand-me-down from his father. He hated that, so, so much, although because of his father he had Pokemon in the first place. Still, though, it made him angry to think that he, Xaiver, had to depend on his father for everything. His already numb hands were shoved deep into his pockets, so he bent his head to make sure that the slowly loosening knot in his scarf didn't come undone. Piercing through the white of the slowly falling snow was the light of a Pokecenter, which filled Xaiver with a kind of quiet relief. Finally, he could actually warm-up. With a great effort, he moved his fingers that felt as heavy as lead around the 3 small spheres in the pocket. When he felt the soft warmth of his pokemon from inside, he actually smiled a little. Though, it was hard to tell with the frost on his face. As they got closer to the Pokecenter, it gave him a sort of vigor that he had lost during the hike. With wide steps that left deep indents in the snow, he reached the door. Yanking one hand out of his pocket and hissing with pain as the edge of the frozen cloth rubbed against the indents in his hands where his nails had pierced the skin, He pushed the door open. As the warmth hit him, Xaiver realized how much he missed indoor heating. He impatiently rushed for a bench next to the radiator, yanking his other hand out of his pocket and rubbing them together furiously to get the feeling back into them, with panting breaths. He didn't even realize how much snow he had tracked in.

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Sitting up with a gasp, the girl tried frantically to brush off all of the ice cold snow. Her face had quickly gone red, both from the cold and from embarrassment. The tapping on her back that she had felt seemed to have been the work of a Flareon. Void darted up beside her and tried to help her stand up. Shivering even more now, Lace did so. Looking to the right, the black Charizard appeared to have come over as well. The short teen was now absolutely covered in snow; her shirt was no longer even discernibly light blue. "Cold cold cold cold cold cold," she hissed, jumping up and down and shaking her hands. Now rubbing her hands together, she gasped out, "I'll see anyone who values their limbs in Snowpoint!"

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Not even glancing away from her screens at the sudden rapping on her office door, Shroud called, "Come in!" Interruptions rarely irritated her nowadays; she expected anyone who had something to say to her knew full well the consequences of being incorrect in their information or wasting her time with paltry requests better suited for one of her executive assistants to deal with.

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Booster immediately breathed a low heat flame at the person who fell in the snow to get every inch of snow off. The last thing she wanted to happen was to burn thier clothes off and get scolded, which was rare since Viola loved every one of her Pokemon.

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Honey was rubbing her arms and shoulders. Her venonat was hugging her.

Alex made his way to snowpoint. Instead of heading to the center her went to a market.

Daemon's sneasel played a ball of yarn. Daemon was typing on a computer.

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Spiri stayed in the waiting room of the Pokémon center, awaiting the arrival of the other chosen 'protectors'. She had taken notice of the girl who had fallen in the snow, but had made no move to help her due to everyone else beating her to it. She had often found that more help than was necessary did more harm than good, and was happy to leave herself out of it considering that was the case. For now, she figured while waiting she might as well let out her trusty Ninetales, Sunny into the now warmer temperature of the Pokémon Center. The Vulpine monster appeared in a flash of white light from the capsule and blinked as its crimson eyes adjusted to the new light of the room, before proceeding to sniff around, it's nose trembling as it happily took in the new and intriguing scents with the great interest it always had, it being canine. Spiri smiled lightly as she always did at watching her Pokémon's antics, though she was hesitant to let her other two Pokémon out due to space issues. She assured herself they wouldn't be forgotten, but she knew the Pokeballs were comfortable, otherwise she'd stress herself more with this. She considered Pokémon valued higher than humans, as Pokémon had raised her more so than they had.

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Pushing forward with the ragtag little group, Ferra let Grovyle wander around a bit, as she thought he seemed curious about the other Pokemon that the kids had. Silently evaluating everyone, she had deduced that she was either the oldest or the second oldest, as the trainer with the shiny Charizard looked as though she might be older. A soft glow through the blizzard caught her attention, and she smiled as she recognized the trademark red roof of a Pokemon Center. The sign had been pointing the right way, after all; there was no telling with the strength of the wind around here whether or not anything could be set in the same direction as it was originally placed. Ferra watched as the brash boy raced towards the entrance, closely followed by a sweet-looking young girl with a Venonat perched on her head. While the rest of the group stayed together, it was clear that everyone was relieved to find shelter from the harsh weather. Calmly entering a minute or so after the first two, the Ranger decided to take a seat next to the young girl. Hopefully, once everyone got their bearings, they would be able to gather and discuss what they should do next.

Ferra smiled as she watched another one of the girls enter the Pokemon Center, and gave the Ninetales that suddenly started trotting around a soft stroke behind the ears before it found something else to sniff. She turned to its trainer and motioned towards the bench next to her, inviting the girl to sit down. "Is that Ninetales yours? It's been raised very well."

Grovyle broke away from Ferra for a few minutes as they walked. While humans were fascinating (and often confusing), he preferred to leave that avenue of conversation for his partner. The Grass-type took inventory of the Pokemon around him; there was a sleepy Venonat perched on a young girl's head, and a young boy was riding a Bouffalant. Another kid was carrying a Flareon, and she was followed by a woman with a Charizard. Grovyle couldn't help a stab of surprise at the sight of the draconic Pokemon. Not only was the Charizard noticeably smaller than most, but she was also shiny. The only other shiny Pokemon Grovyle ever remembered meeting was a...well, she was best described as a bit odd...but a Celebi, a Pokemon that he hadn't seen for a very long time.

A sharp cry shook him out of his trance, and he lept over to where the Flareon and its Trainer were checking on a girl who'd fallen face-first into the snow. Biting back a laugh, he bent down and quietly pulled the young girl to her feet. She looked a bit younger than Ferra, and he remembered that she was the one with the Absol. Though Grovyle wanted to ask the poor girl if she was alright, he figured it would be better not to scare the living daylights out of her by suddenly speaking English. Instead, he just gave her a reassuring pat on the arm.

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Slightly put-out that the Grovyle girl had ignored his question about her watch, Felix just shrugged and marched on with the group. Despite his clothing being better suited for the bitter cold than some of the people here, he was certainly starting to shiver after only a few minutes in the snow. Grateful for the suggestion to reach a Pokemon Center, he began to trudge onward, his Wigglytuff following close behind him. As much as this is super, really, extremely weird, I'm kinda excited for whatever our 'powers' are gonna be!

Felix jumped a bit at a snarl echoing close behind him. He whipped around to see a very intimidating-looking Pokemon softly growling as it glared around at the people around it. Timidly, he spoke up. "U-uh, miss, your, um, your..." Pausing, Felix realized that he'd never seen the Pokemon before. "Um...your...wolf...thing...it won't attack any of us, right?" He felt his Wigglytuff shift closer to him as it glared protectively at the unfamiliar Pokemon.

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Alex emerged from the pokemart with a snow jacket on. He also had a big new bag.


The venonat took honeys pokeball and brought out a fluffy galvantula. She didn't mind as the Galvantula hugged her.

Daemon had only gotton half a stack of work done. His sneasel was playfully pouncing on the yarn ball.

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