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"Stalling for time much?" she asked. "Really, you think I'm one to be suckered into something like that?" Now she was starting to get annoyed. And he probably remembers what happens when that happens.

She went wide-eyed then jumped to the side. While she got a fair tolerance to fire, it was by no means as close to her significant other. For that matter, it still hurt like hell. She hit the ground rolling then got back to her feet and tossed out a Pokeball in one fluid motion. "Cloyster! Get going!" she shouted.

The Pokeball hit the sand and the ball bursts open, revealing the Cloyster inside. "Clllllloysterrrr..." The Pokemon spoke up.

"Cloyster! Water Pulse!" she shouted.

"STER!" The Cloyster then fired off its water pulse attack at the Houndoom.

Freth stared in confusion. Either she wasn't in the know as she thought she was when it came to Pokemon using Nasty Plot, or that light was simply not right at all. Either way, Freth didn't want to chance it, nor did she want to waste time thinking on it. She had the feeling that she may need to finish this thing off now. "Cloyster! Brine!" she shouted.

"Cloyster!" the Pokemon shouted. Full speed ahead, the attack went, a powerful gush of water, hopefully to shut this Houndoom down without any further incident.

"Now! I swear to Arceus you better fire off that Solarbeam right now!" Resix demanded. So that's what the Nasty Plot was all about, away to covertly charge energy and throw off the foe to what they were doing. "Doooom!" Roared the beast as it fired off a massive beam of condensed light. The Solarbeam slammed right into the incoming stream of water and attempted to overpower it as steam rose in the air where the tower met. Now Resix could only hope that the Solarbeam would make it through.

"Such an odd place..." Sol said to himself. Not too long ago, he had taken a quick trip to the places that had cropped up around Mount Silver. The fact it was all there was surprising, but useful. He was approaching the outside of the HQ with a Premier Ball in hand, looking for Ceramew.

It wouldn't take long for him to locate her, sitting on the Starmie she had captured. It hadn't been released yet, given a chance for its wounds and burn to heal. That said, the two were hitting it off better than expected, despite having a Tyranitar sent after it.

"I thought you would be around here." He spoke up, walking to the water's edge. "How is Starmie recovering?"

"Fine, I guess. The burn's gone, dunno about anything else, but there hasn't been much movement."

"If you had someone else riding you, would you?"

"Oh..."

"Anyway. Has Starmie made a decision about what it'll be doing after you release it?"

"It hasn't really said. Just that it had it kinda good with that one from the Galaxy Club, but it wanted to see more. It's not a big fan of space stuff."

"Then it may be interested... here." He set the Premier Ball down.

"Huh? Where'd you get that?"

"There's a few places around here. I'm guessing Sub's recruited them for their services, though I'd suggest not visiting a man apparently named Lum. You don't want to know why. Anyway, as I recall, Starmie will eventually be released regardless of your decisions."

"Oh, yeah... and this styler isn't so good about letting anyone have an option of staying."

"Then, this ball may have a use. If, of course, Starmie is willing to stay in our midst. Let it decide, though." He stepped back soon after. "But, on to other subjects. Have you figured out what that attack was?"

"Not really... the chi's kinda like what the meteor got imbued with when it was when it got broken up... that attack from RC or whatever."

"So it's like last time."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I seem to remember a certain young girl coming to me many a year ago and asking "please hit me with a Flamethrower so I can learn how to use it too"."

"D-daddy!"

"I still have it, I see."

Starmie gave this vibe of being confused. Okay, these two were related... how, exactly? It didn't seem to make sense that the red bird person was the green one's father.

With a bit of a laugh, though, Sol opted to go on inside. He wondered how Sub was doing with that meteorite.

"Hehe, hi." A voice chuckled from behind Chirp. Should she turn around she would find staring at her in the face, a Sableye which was clinging to the backside of the couch, watching her for some reason. "Whatcha doin', hehe..." It grinned.

Poe just stared at Chirp, dumbfounded, he had never been called cute before, not that he wanted to be called such either. "Cute? Hehe...lady, you need your eyes checked. Any who, I'm Poe, Sub's Pokemon." He said scurrying over the couch, to sit at her side.