The Restricted Library (Legend Capture/Hybrid Missions Here)

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Lykas walked into the library and started to look around. He'd already left on a journey once with the intention of getting his hands on a Phione but the end result had been nothing of value and a lot of money spent during the last year. Maybe with Sub's resources, he'd found more and the hybrid would be able to get his hands on it, himself.  

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Kaya entered into the library a while after Lykas in search of information of his own. He had decided it was time to start training properly. Having learned to use his body like he could before, he wanted to start learning to use the power of his Pokemon side, which he simply couldn't seem to muster, no matter how hard he tried. "Maybe I shouldn't be looking for a Fairy-type master?" He wondered aloud after a moment.

It didn't matter to him in the long-run, though. He simply thought that a master of the Fairy-type might be able to teach him to use the mystical power of the Pokemon of the same type more accurately than anyone else.  

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"If you mean 'Titania, Queen of the Fairies', I think I've heard that one. But continue anyway because I get the feeling you're not thinking of an actual fairy tale here." Kaya replied once his heart stopped pounding in his throat. Sub's sudden appearance had nearrly scared the life out of him. How did he do that, anyway?  

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Kaya nodded in understanding at several points throughout Sub's tale, crossing his arms as he listened. After he finished, the hybrid would nod a final time and grin, it giving him a creepy look as it contrasted the expressionless mask covering the upper half of his face.

"It figures Valerie would have something to do with this. That town of hers reeks of Fairy energy. You get anywhere near there with the ability to sense it and it just stands out against the landscape like a broken finger." He said as he looked at his belt to decide which of his Pokemon he should bring along. For the moment, he decided on just his Fairy-types. They were likely to be the only ones capable of entering Sucellus' domain if it did exist and they were able to get there, anyway.

"So I guess I'll be heading out, then? Thanks for the info, Sub; Oh, master of the million tales." He said before turning to walk out of the room, his destination in mind now.  

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Beneath Team Snagem's base, Sterling Grey, better known as Odd, was browsing through the library. He wasn't reading names. Or books for that matter. He seemed to just be looking for something like pictures in these old tomes. Just one, even if a simple sketch, would tell him he'd found one worth struggling with. He was trying to find information, of course, but how much could one find without a developed ability to read?  

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Odd jumped at the sound of Sub's voice. How could that man manage to scare someone who has literally gone through Hell to get where he is now? Regaining his composure, Odd turned to face the Snagem leader. "Well....I heard about a Pokemon from Unova once. A really really rare one. Some say it's just a myth, it's so rarely seen. Called Meloetta." He explained. "I was hoping maybe you had collected some information about it down here but.....all I have to help me look is pictures and there aren't many down here that have any." He admitted, chagrined by his inability to read. Dyselxia was most definitely his greatest weakness.  

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Odd turned away from Sub at first. "Don't look at me like that." He said simply. Pity had to be the one thing in all the world he despite more than anything. And with his disability, he found it aimed at him far more than he could easily accept. Sub may not be pitying him for that but for the channeler, that was all he could think it was about.

When Sub pulled the book down, he stared intently at the pages as Sub read it, trying to make sense of the words. He felt that only if he applied the effort and truly tried on his own would he stand a chance at finding the Mythical Pokemon he sought to find. By the time Sub was done reading, Odd was only half way down the first page and had only magaed to make any sense of about the first half of any given paragraph.

"Does that man have a name I can recognize him by?" He asked calmly after a few more moments of trying to read and failing.  

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Odd nodded. "That'll make it difficult to find him if he is still among the living." He admitted but it was with no animosity of any sort. "It may not be his real name but that may be enough to help me find him." Said in regard to the name. The Wordsmith. Fitting, it would seem, that he go to find the man who spun stories for a living when he sought to find a living fable.

"I may be gone for a while. Chances are I won't come back to HQ until I've either captured it or run out of leads. Not unless you call and really need my help. You've got enough man power among the others to make up for one missing half-dead channeler." He said as he stood up and stretched out. "Thank you, Sub. I'm gonna go collect some things and then I'm leaving for Castelia ." He said before he began to walk off. He was in no hurry, though. One way or another, he could contact this man as long as he could find him.