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While Trixie played music, Viola decided to take Brayon for a walk around the city. Writing a note to let her roommate know where she was, she called out the Mudsale and carefully lead him outside the room. When she reached the central area, she noticed new people and stopped.

Bella noticed how nice the music was and started dancing with Slip.

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The fire enthusiast glanced up at the approach of the stranger. Sunny had taken notice and was quick to sit by her trainer's side, eyeing the newcomer suspiciously. Spiri herself was puzzled by the question. Had something happened? Apart from the whole Mew thing, anyway. Spiri obviously wouldn't know about any suspicious occurances nearby, and of course she wouldn't share her encounter with the mythic.. "Um, nothing in particular." She shrugged

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Brayon slightly crooked his head, remaining by his trainer's side. Viola just watched from where she was.

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Sizune hissed like a cat, seeing the illusion. Muttering under her breath, she tried to stretch her nearly lipless mouth into a smile. Approaching the trainer, Sizune continued to whisper, but when she stopped in front of the trainer with the Zororark, she muttered, "Seeing the water disturbed, but not. We ask the meaning of letters wrought." (Her way of asking of any recent disturbences)


Xaiver groaned, awakened by the loud music. His pokemon gently jumped off of him, as he went to the door. When his coat caught on the edge of the bed, he grumbled angrily, and shrugged it off. Opening the door and blinking at the lights, he mumbled yelled, "What's with the music?!"

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Dae looked about the center. Sneasel riding his shoulder.

jack was looking through the woods. His bergmite hiding under his benie.

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Brayon tried approaching one of the humans, before being stopped by his trainer. Maybe it wouldn't be good to approach unknown people. He remained where he was, a bit nervous.

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".... is this some kind of a riddle?" Shizuka asked, "Because I don't really get it."

Shinobu went over to Viola and asked her the same question, as Floof attempted to yeet herself onto Sizune's head.

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Brayon's immediate reaction was to have his ears pointed back as a way to say 'no. Don't come near my trainer.'. He was also angrily stomping his hoof, trying to get this stranger away.

"What do you mean?" Viola asked "and Brayon, be nice please."

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Sizune's head jerked up sharply with a roll, and her eye twitched. Mr. Mime laughed a little, "Mime..Mime." It moved it's hand, causing Sizune's arm to snap up and poke the Whimsicott. Her muttering became faster and faster as Banette began whispering in her ear, her jaw moving in slight spasms and her eye twitched and widened. "Destroy the mirror, hide behind the mask. Know the questions you have to ask. Know the disguise, don't feel the fright." She tried to step away, shaking, but Mr. Mime jerked his hand, keeping her in place. She straightened up, and her eyes relaxed. "I'll ask you now, and this time only. Does trouble stir beneath our feet?"

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Lace jumped at the sudden music, her heart racing for a moment due to the surprise. Surprise; another thing that kept happening to her. Composing herself again with a sigh, she entered the room just behind the other girl. Sitting softly down on the bed to the right, she pulled the ball that Rend called home from her pocket. The auburn haired girl kept her Absol's, Altaria's, Noivern's, and Driftblim's PokeBalls in a small, midnight blue backpack, but that of her Espeon remained in her back pocket. At the outside of that pocket was a small, seemingly decorative button, but the side of it facing her was magnetic, and it helped hold the tiny device in place. This wasn't due to favoritism, but simply because Lace liked being able to feel that the Moon Ball was close by. Unwillingly, she again slipped into a memory:
She had been sitting next to Argent on a couch in her small apartment that she shared with her older sister, although that arrangement was most certainly not pleasing to Jaz. It was Lace's 15th birthday, and Jaz had gone out with friends. Argent pulled out a gift bag with a cord trailing from it. "Open it," he had said, seeming unable to contain his excitement. She had grinned and done so, the packaging seeming exceedingly excessive. Finally, she'd discovered an incubator containing a Pokemon egg. It had been a soft brown tone with a creamy white jagged pattern on the top. Lace had gasped in delight, having known that it was an Eevee egg. "Oh, thank you so much!" she'd virtually squealed. He'd laughed, beaming. "I have one, too. I thought we could raise them together. It'd be funny; mine could be an Umbreon in a Dream Ball and yours an Espeon in a Moon Ball." But they'd never been able to. Two months later, Whisper and its Dream Ball, along with all of Argent's other Pokemon, had been crushed under the wheels of the truck that had come barreling down the icy highway, too fast for Lace, who had been crossing the road, to get out of the way. The brown haired boy had pushed her to safety, but had been wearing bladed ice skates. He had tripped and fallen...
Lace snapped herself out of it, letting out a quiet noise, close to a whimper. She quickly pressed the button on the Pokeball, letting out the Espeon and hugging it close. The memories still hurt like physical knives, even after nearly two and a half years. Suddenly becoming conscious of the opinion of the darkly clad girl across the room from her, she tried to coolly relax her hold on Rend, and began to stroke the Espeon's fur softly. Void sat at her feet, letting her head rest on Lace's knees.

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"By that, I mean, has anything out of the ordinary happened in and around this city in the past 24 hours?"

Floof made another Happy Whimsicott Noise(TM), and Shizuka was still confused, looking at the ground, then at Sayaka, then at Sizune. "I'm here on...... vacation, and I...... don't really know whether or not there is any irregular seismic activity in Sinnoh??????"

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Viola shook her head while Brayon continued to look hostile. By then the stamina pokemon had enough of this stranger.

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Both Dusk and Yoru seemed to growl at the sound of the music, the black haired girl resisting the urge to send her partner to attack Trixie. Entering the room she'd be staying in for the night, she immediately began taking in the surroundings. The room had pinkish walls, seeming to fit the rest of the building, a two beds, a nightstand between them, with an alarm clock and a lamp on either side of it. The floor seemed to be carpet, unlike the tile floor of the main room. Dusk chose the bed on the left of her, striding over to it and seating herself on the covers. She began to block out the other girl and her sad noises. She herself had her own problems to worry about. Raising Pulsa's pokeball, she called out the little Dreepy, who immediately grinned widely with a happy Wirpp! noise, turning on her master and biting her arm, causing Dusk to wince, grunting. The dragon's derpy eyes looked up at her master innocently. Dusk shook the dreepy off. "Pulsa, no!" She commanded sternly as she creature shook herself.

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Sizune made a small frustrated noise, and simply pointed at Shinobu. "The one who entered alongside me, will speak and set my questions free." Mimyku was curious about Shizuka, and slithered off of Sizune's shoulder and onto Shizuka's feet, staring up at her. It's Disguise unexpectedly broke, and it's head hung to the side, still staring at her.

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Lace glanced up at the other girl, trying to ignore the loud music and voices from outside. She smiled softly at the small, dragon-like Pokemon; she'd never seen one before. "It's cute," she said gently. Although she hoped that she perhaps could have a small conversation with the girl, she deliberately refrained from asking any questions, not wanting to be annoying. It seemed to her like the one sensible thing she'd done that day.

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Daemon tapped Shinobu on the shoulder. "What do i need to do?" He whispered to her. His sneasel sleeping on his head.

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Shinobu quickly whispered to Daemon. "Just try to get information from these guys. Just don't tell them who we're with." She then faced her attention back towards Viola, "Look, if you want to battle me, then fine. If so, then we should take it outside."

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Viola turned to Brayon "Look, if you remain like this, I'm immediately putting you back into your Pokeball, got it?" She said to him in a harsh tone, indicating that she was not happy with his behaviour. The Mudsale nodded as Viola turned back to Shinobu "I'm sorry about Brayon, he never acts this hostile."

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"Maybe, but it's also a pain in the neck. I'm trying to train her to stop this biting habit before she evolves." As she spoke, Dusk patted the bed next to her, inviting her Umbreon to hop into bed with her. She preferred to bury her face into Yoru's soft, carefully groomed fur. Its scent reminded her of her childhood, of her only good memories there. Of recieving the shiny from her mother as a gift for her birthday. It had recently hatched, previously owned by a friend of hers, and the two had been inseparable since.

Yoru gladly took the invitation, curling up at the foot of her master's bed for now, ready to move once Dusk looked ready to sleep. The dreepy turned to Yoru, nibbling on her ear instead. It barely hurt, Pulsa's teeth were far too tiny to break past the Umbreon's fur and skin, and Yoru, despite her dark outward appearance, was surprisingly tolerant of the child, yet her master had given her strict orders not to let the baby bite. It made sense, as the teeth naturally would get sharper later. With a foxy sigh, the night creature shook her head lightly, knocking Pulsa off. In a fox bark, she sternly repeated her master's words. "No, Pulsa." Causing the creature to look down at the ground, looking crestfallen.

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Dae nodded and went to just stalked around the rooms waiting for one of the kids to come out. His sneasel still sleeping.

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