Slateport Pokémon Center, trauma room

Pianis: A scarf? Oh, think I have just the thing.

-Pianis produces a Team Glacier scarf from his bag and wraps it around Siren's neck-

Pianis: Here. While you're with me, you can consider yourself an honorary member of Team Glacier.

Siren: <Oooh~!>

Slateport, last night

-Volcamel looks down at the berry-

Volcamel: <Thanks, but> -sniffs- <if it were that easy, my allergies would be> -sniffs- <gone already.>

Slateport Pokémon Center

Siren: <So... what is Team Glacier?>

Yukikaze: <It's a thing this Glaceon friend of ours came up with. He wants to cover the world in snow, basically.>

Pianis: Mostly I just play along with it, and hey, I like snow. Why do you think I'm an Ice trainer?

Slateport Pokécenter

Harriet♀: <...covered in snow, huh...>

-Harriet and Copahue don't look really happy at the prospect of a world covered in snow, they look at each other for a moment, clearly unsure of how to react to the idea-

Harriet♀: <Uhm... yeah no thanks. It'd be pretty bad for us birds.>

Copahue♂: <I persomonally like my blood warm and flowing.> -- stiffens feathers, appearing a bit more aggressive.

Shahinne♀: <....>

<...>

<...> o.o

-Shahinne is not very happy either, as she remembers a small mental scenario that played in her young, impressionable mind back at her birthday picnic-

-Silent just shrugs the matter over and turns to Siren-

"Well whatever helps you disguise and keep at arms length of curious people helps. Just don't overplay it - we humans have a knack for not being able to let curious things go away."

Yesternight with Maggie's mons

Dintel♂: <So... we have to be invited and then we can do stuff around? But then when do we sleep?>

Python♂: <self::schedules['sleep'].attributes().{stickiness , periods}>

> 0:15 [h]
> { [18:30 - 19:30] , [22:30 - 09:30] }

-That's the times of the day when he sleeps, with about 15 minutes of leeway that Silent allows him-

Dintel♂ -frowns: <...Well it can't be that bad.> -- turns to Memory -- <Do we have to nap in our beds?>

Slateport, two nights prior

Memory: -to Dintel- <The body sleeps normally while in the Dream World. And I believe you are not necessarily restricted, as long as your body can enter REM sleep.>

Slateport, two nights prior

Volcamel: <Right. That's where> -sniffs- <Maggie is.>

With Pianis

"Well that'd be good. There's a lot of places to explore. Just one thing..."

-sighs-

"If you go to [Fallarbor] don't let them know you're related to the J-Team. They might ban you from the hotels too."

With Maggie's Mons, 2 nites ago

Python♂: <Maggie! See Maggie!>

-and starts slithering away by himself, towards the Pokécenter-

Dintel♂: <...B-but the Museum. Bah...> -- shrugs -- <You are boring.>

With Pianis

"Because last time we were there there was a lot of destruction and stuff, an hotel got the entire top floor opened up and there was an attempt of a takeover of the town by a flock of virtual birds. Not to mention almost the entire group got caught in a pretty elaborate out of body experience that required a lot of care and maintenance of the bodies in-place in the meantime."

-shrugs-

"All in all, wherever we go, mayhem of various kinds follows, as do various kinds of villains. It's like we have a fan club in service of the plot. I'd be under the impression our Latii friends in danger here might not exactly be pro the extra attention that their presence with us would gather in any place."

Slateport

-the Notification Shahinne may note a Mega Pidgeot standing behind her-

Mega Pidgeot: <Are you lost?>

PEFE HQ

-Firuz, in fact, would encounter Polly and Evangeline, intently studying some blueprints on a tablescreen in Tangent's office-

Polly: But is it enough security?

PEFE HQ

Polly: -looks up from the plans- Tangent? Oh, she's still in Kalos, attempting the League challenge.

Evangeline: <Basket too. I think?>

Basket is Actually...

-in Petalburg Forest, battling a minion of Sol and Ton-

Basket: <He- he's using our Solarbeams and Sunny Days against us!>

BreBre: -has manipulated solar energy into the form of a 20-foot-tall Breloom-

<Yes! Allow me to introduce my Solar Stand, Mycellium Spectre! My life energy, combined with the ripple of the Sun, alloys to form an unbeatable juggernaut of light!>

Mycellium Spectre: -dashes at the Tropii and Magma mons with a Mach Punch-

Slateport

Mega Pidgeot: -coo-chuckles- <I'm not lost. Just doing my duty, checking on the local ComMons with my master.>

Youngster Joey: -dismounts the Pidgeot's back- I told you, that formal address makes me feel awkward...

Mega Pidgeot: <Isn't "master" the right term for referring to a little kid?>

Youngster Joey: I don't like it that way either!

-remembers Notifahinne is there- ... *ahem*

So, looking for your friends?

Slateport

-Shahinne (ya know, the notification one) trills a note at being called a com mon-

Notification Shahinne: <Oh I'm pretty common. There's me, me, me...>

-to the recently appeared human-

<Yeah, my Trainer said I had to get them back because we're going on a trip~> -- scouts around -- <But this city is big and I am only one...>

PEFE HQ

-Firuz is now even more puzzled-

Firuz: Uhm, I think you mean he. Unless we have another Headmaster now and I haven't got the memo.

-Mawile walks up to Evangeline-

Mawile♀: <Oh, hey. So you two are saying everyone's left? Trainer has been looking for Dr. Silent too for a while now.>

-Firuz remembers what he was here for and produces a couple of reports-

Firuz: I was supposed to hand these over, I wanted to do it personally, but I guess I'll need either the Headmaster's Secretary or one of the Archivists...

Slateport, outside the Pokécenter

Notification Shahinne: <Well you can't get me food... and Ichtacya is not getting far~>

-The Notification Shahinne looks down as Ichtacya traverses the streets, sniffing around; she thinks and looks around for a moment-

Notification Shahinne: <But maybe you can look around for Dintel? He's a [Sandshrew] who always gets lost. They live in the desert!> ^.^

PEFE HQ, Tangent's Office

-Firuz nods, not sure he wants to ask any further, and steps in to deliver the reports-

Here's two reports on the wild populations west of Olivine then, and one on volcanic activity north of the Lake of Rage that the Goldenrod branch sent two days ago.

Mawile: <Oh, a shame Dr. Silent left. I wanted to talk to Algira about that computer thing...>

Lairon♂: <He left? I'm sure I saw his Nidoran around...> -- turns to Evangeline -- <I only have two eyes, maybe your human is fine with that?>

-the Mawile facepalms-

Firuz: Hmmm? Eyes on what?