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Silent: "._."

He thinks about it for a moment then decides that oh well, at least they're alive (and we're out of a lawsuit).

"Okay then, a test. I think I can do that, yes… Hang on a mo," -- turns around. "Sol, take some notes fo-"

Silent notices that Sol is no longer around. Only Algira remains buzzing and flying around various books.

"…Uh, nevermind.  What was your first test about? Not a Whiscash, perchance?"

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Silent: ._.

"Uh-huh... so no Whiscash then. Oh well you had to content yourself with some digging on a weird place and researching Mewtwo." -- lets out a nervous laugh -- "Well if that's the case I think I can arrange something for this weekend. Do you think we can meet? I'm at" -- someone punches a bookshelf full of Twilight volumes, destroying them all and causing a lot of convenient noise -- "in case you are nearby or can travel here somehow. I'll think of more details while you arrive, is that OK?"

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"Okay then. Fare well on the trip."

Silent hangs up and looks around for Sol, but finds only Algira.

"Algira? Where did Sol go?" he asks while peeking around.

Algira: <She was just here a moment ago. Perhaps she walked outside?>

"Yeah, right, Sol walking away from a place like this on her own accord. Can you go around and find her? I'll be waiting outside."

Algira dances around and flutters away, emitting some Signal Beams for Sol on the go. Meanwhile, Silent awaits until the man from before returns from the room behind the ominous door™, emptyhanded.

"Sorry, Dr. Silent. I could have sworn I had one of the original copies, but for some reason I can't find it."

Silent thanks the man and thinks for a moment.

"I think there is another place where I can find it, but for the time being I have to go."  Picks his bag up. "If you see my Espeon wandering around, can you send her outside?"

"I will, don't worry. Afternoon."

"'noon."

With that Silent turns around and walks outside to head to the Nondescript As Of Yet Meeting Place.

Somewhere near the Great Marsh Entrance

Silent is sitting on a bench, looking up from his book every once in a while, and feeling somewhat nervous. Algira flutters nearby emitting some S.O.S. signals.

"Damn, where the hraka did Sol go?" Checks his Pokégear. "She knows we are a bit constrained on time."

Algira: <I really, really didn't see her go anywhere. Would have sworn she's still by the books-place.>

"Hmmm... any luck with the patterns?"

Algira: <…No.> -- flutters away.

A moment after, Ichtacya emerges from a thicket and walks in, looking a bit disappointed.

Ichtacya the Leafeon: <Uhm... I haven't found her. The mons around here haven't seen a Espeon either.> -- swirls tail -- <But I did pick up a scent from someone coming this way.>

"Oh, that must be Maggie. Come here, girls. Sol will have to wait."

Ichtacya sits by Silent and the two await for Maggie to appear, while Algira dances above emitting more friendly patterns.

"Hello again. I hope you are ready for testing."

Ichtacya: <Morningnoons all.> -- waves her head leaf at Chum.

Algira starts flying around Scouter, eyeing him oddly but otherwise still looking friendly (no, not friendly).

Algira: <...What's with your eyes? ._.>

Ichtacya: <You're nice!> -- turns to Scouter -- <I think Algira has never seen a Watchog before...>

Silent packs his stuff and starts walking towards the marsh.

"Then let's get on the job. I got a report from one of the rangers stationed here that we might be able to do something about. It's not too dangerous, don't worry."

Ichtacya: <Since when is a cartel of Arbok not dange- oh wait, poison immunity.> -- walks ahead more or less absentmindedly.

Near the Great Marsh Entrance

"Yup. See, there's very few Arbok living here. They were brought in dual-slot containers from Kanto it seems. Anyway... the population would not usually be a problem except that starting a few weeks ago they have become... more organized and bolder."

Algira -to Scouter, still not understanding much: <Uhm... well, yes, but, perhaps you could, say... stand to sleep more?>

Far ahead, Ichtacya rolls her eyes.

"They've started raiding the Bibarel nests for eggs, among other things. And that is a problem because the Bibarel are getting nervous and leave their natural dams unattended."

Algira: <Sucks to not be a flying-type when your town is about to drown I guess.>

"With any luck, that won't happen." -- pats Maggie -- "And that's where you chime in."

Now Entering the Marsh

Silent  evades the question for a moment as his original plans for it are disrupted.

"Uhm... not exactly. I think I can handle the Arbok. You, on the other hand, will head to the Bibarel nests and quell any uprising there. Be on the watch for the behaviour of other mons living in the area, as Arbok are opportunistic predators."

He hands over some reading just in case.

"Okay then. Head that way," points with finger, "and you'll be there in no time. in theory you shouldn't be allowed a Pokémon of your own during this test, but I can have one of my own accompany you as a means of quick communication between us, if you want."

Algira: <I'm very [useful] for communication!>

Ichtacya: <I'm obedient~> -- wags tail.

Python the Ekans -pops out from Silent's backpack: <…Arbok?> -- rattles.

Meanwhile, not far from there, a group of Bibarel is preparing themselves for war against the local population of Gulpin, whom they blame for the raids on their nests.

Great Marsh

Ichtacya -walks regally: <But of course~>

She then goes to stand by Maggie's side.

"Well, she knows a couple of attacks, just in case things get dire. But she should do well. Anyway, I should be going then. I'm out of walk-alongs now so the path to the Arbok territory is going to be a bit stiffer."

Silent bids a farewell and walks away, Python coiled on top of his ehad, watching with interest.

Python: < Arbok := Ekans++ :3>

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Ichtacya follows, not presumably but surely because she's a good dog~

Ichtacya: <I can detect dangers and X-Scissor them! I'm also good for pets.> -- looks around -- <So, where do we find these Bibarel?>

Not far from there

Bibarel #1: <No, I'm telling you, it's the Croagunk. They're the ones taking the eggs.>

Bibarel #2: <What do Croagunk even want eggs for? They eat meat!>

Bibarel #1: <it's a ruse!> -- pounds -- <They want us to go look for the eggs to ambush us!>

Bibarel #3: <That's preposterous. The Gyarados are to blame, I'm telling you. Those things are horrible. They're not even real dragons.>

Gyarados spy: <Tell that to my face, derpy thing. :| >

All the Bibarel: <Eeeep! intruder!>

A fight breaks off near one of the nests, causing tremors on the ground and some small landslides.

Great Marsh Path #1

Ichtacya runs ahead of Maggie, instructing her with body language to stop for a moment. As she does that, the few trees above start tumbling over and some parts of the ground explode upwards as the Bidoof and Bibarel make their fight towards the surface, trying to expel a group of intruding Gyarados with a misunderstood vendetta.

Random Female Drapion nearby: <Oh this will be lovable. I knew if we gave those stupid clues to the Gyarados we could see a good fight.>

Random Male Drapion nearby: <Yeah, and the best part is that in the chaos we can hunt anymon who lags behind. The kids will looove to finally try Bibarel meat.>

The Bibarel start attacking and pushing the Gyarados back, while a group of Staravia who had their nests destroyed by the falling trees also decide to intervene by attacking the Bibarel. A random Kecleon who was wandering aroudn tries to recover as many berries as she can before flying from the mess.

Meanwhile the Drapion from before observe, standing together hidden behind some fallen trees. A cluster of Skorupi peeks up from behind their parents and look down at the skirmish.

Random Skorupi Hatchling #2/18: <Ooooh a bird! Theyre mean!>

Random Skorupi Hatchling #7/18: <Wheeee~ Exercising food! ^.^>

Random Female Drapion nearby: <Purr~> -- nuzzles her mate.

Random Male Drapion nearby: <Purr~> -- nuzzles back.