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Odd was in the Training Room at HQ, busily working himself into a frenzy as he and his Pokemon exercised to the beat of a fast-paced song. Despite it being a favorite of his, the teen could never seem to remember the name of it. He just knew it was one by a band named Red Whine. It was kind of like that band, Poison Ivy, that he liked so much. Both of them seemed to produce highly addictive songs or ones that you just couldn't get out of your head if you tried.

{{Disclaimer: Bands are not real. One is made up for RP purposes and the other is what my roommate and I call ourselves whenever we sing duets at our favorite Karaoke Bar.}}

"Looks like Frosty's shedding." Lykas commented with a smirk in his voice as he exited the kitchen with what appeared to be a smoothie in his hands. It was uncertain if he meant Blizz or Freth, though. "Though it could be Odd's Chatot's molting." He offered as he approached to take a closer look.

Lykas chuckled softly at Sub's reaction to his comment. "Lost in the dark, mostly. I've been doing some mental training with Nuregami and Chinami while Odd's been doing the opposite with his Ghost types.' He explained. He was being all nonchalant about it, as if it were no big deal that he and his partner had been missing out on missions lately.

Lykas laughed a bit at Nevermore's entrance and offered the avian a smile. "On the bright side of it all, I think I've come up with a few new moves that my team can benefit from." He admitted. "And don't tell Odd I said so, but I think his Litwick might be getting close to evolving. That little candle might be a handful, but it seems to be the hardest working member of his team, second only to his Chatot." He seemed a bit proud, in some strange way. Maybe it was because he hadn't seen Odd train so hard since the boy had first arrived with the team that he felt so proud of him?

Lykas laughed a bit at Sub's assurance. That was a good sign. He wasn't the least bit jealous of Odd's Pokemon getting stronger and evolving. He liked all of his pokemon just as they were and he knew they'd get stronger in their own time.

"Nah, he's been in the training room all day." He admitted with a shrug. "I guess he's blowing off steam since our SNAGs seem to be malfunctioning." He knew Odd liked to be helpful to the team, so it made perfect sense that the teen would be angry at missing out on Missions so much lately. "Personally, I think it's GREY's doing. I think that AI has it out for him and Sol since they caught those Ghost types back at the Desert Resort." He leaned on the back of the couch as he said this, taking a drink from his smoothie.

Lykas passed his SNAG over to Sub so the man could look at it. "Well, maybe you can't defy your programming but that doesn't mean you can't find a loophole in it." He retorted to GRAY.{While his author stabs himself for spelling Odd's last name in all caps instead of the AI's name.} "I'll get Odd's to you later, unless you feel like pestering him in the training room with me while I go get it from him now?" He offered to Sub. The young teen played with his ponytail absently while he waited for Sub's response. He looked rather like a teenaged girl from the sixties when he did.

"Ok. I'll be right back." Lykas announced as he spun around and headed off for the Training Room, hoping Sub would be able to fix tthe SNAGs for them.

Odd was in the midst of a training session when Lykas walked in. "Kya!" "Mask!" He punched hard and was most impressed when Baroque blocked his attack with little effort. The small Yamask was improving quickly, in his opinion.

"Hey!" Lykas called as he entered, though he paused for a brief moment when he noticed Odd had his shirt off. It wasn't much and most people wouldn't have noticed it at all, but he couldn't help seeing the slight change in the boy's physique from when he first arrived at the Team's HQ. "Wow. You're certainly beginning to shape up." He praised softly as he walked over to the older teen.

Odd blushed softly at Lykas's words, once they sank in. "Hehe....So what's up? You've been off training in the caves most of the time, lately." He commented as he rubbed the back of his head, sheepishly.

"Sub wants to see you. He's gonna try to fix your SNAG, too, if you'll bring it to him." Lykas informed, watching as Odd collected his shirt and pulled it on over his head.

"Hi-Def." Odd responded, the sounded muffled as he spoke from inside his shirt, pulling it over his head while he responded. "Let's go, then. lead the way."

The two boys returned a few minutes after Lykas left, with Odd in front, despite Lykas supposedly leading the older male to Sub. "'Sup, Sub?" He asked as he fished his SNAg out of his pants pocket.

Despite it appearing to have no major damage, Lykas' SNAG refused to work correctly. It hadn't been getting him any urgent messages and just about the only person he could get in touch with through it was Odd and his favorite sandwich restaurant.

Odd's, SNAG, on the other hand, Sub would find full of sand. It would also fire off a miniature Shadow Ball when opened. Apparently training with all of his Ghost types had allowed some of their energy to somehow get trapped inside it. "I've been ok." Odd responded to Sub's question. "It's good to see I've been missed, at least. Lykas has been the only member of the team I've seen in a while now. I'm always training and with my SNAG not getting messages like it should be, I've been missing out on the missions I could be a big help on." He was definitely sounding rather sad, now.