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For now, however, she didn't see the Skarmory again. But she refused to stop her search now.

She decided to look one last time. Maybe it was gone now.

She finds the generators, and settles down with happy sparks of enjoyment, and wonders if what she's looking for will just...come find her.

Having no further results, Amaranth decided to leave her efforts as a bust, keeping the single Dusk Ball she had lucked out in finding. She doubted the Skarmory was around anymore.

Apolla would look at the Bronzong as it began to ready another attack, and shook her head. ("Um, nope, not being a part of this any more.") She'd dart off, leaving Crystal with a pissed off Bronzong.

"Uh... Apolla?... Oh dear." The Bronzong would charge at Crystal, who would take off herself into the power plant. With the relentless Bronzong. Uh-oh.

The little fish she pays no mind to, hearing the rolling of the Voltorb and hurrying out towards the doorway. So close but so far...!

Trish, fighting with her hair, failed to notice a Voltorb rolling up behind her. It didn't intend her any harm until, in her personal fight, she slammed one of her elbows wildly into it's face, sending it rolling backwards a bit in a fit of rage. It had been assaulted! And it was entirely unprovoked. It's body sparked and glowed in it's anger, causing Idina to take notice.

In an attempt to halt the explosive Pokemon's inevitable retaliation, the small fox's eyes began to glow, her Twisted Spoon floating into the air and sending a visible, twisting beam of psionic energy flying towards it. Psybeam hit Voltorb in the face with force but the Ball Pokemon would not be calmed by force, glowing brighter and sparking more furiously. Idina tried to counter it with a Psyshock in hopes that it would be more effective but when the attack hit, it seemed to act as a catalyst.

Voltorb exploded with tremendous force, the waves upon waves of energy issuing from it's body sending Trish and her Pokemon flailing through the air, all the way across the area until they landed piled in a heap beside a generator. "Owww....Did anybody get the number of that fuel truck?" Trish groaned, laying still for a moment.

Idina perked up and sat on the small of Trishella's back, watching her trainer lay around and groan.

And of course a Bronzong is in her path, keeping her from leaving any further. Fine by her; she'll just throw a ball at it just to try, knowing that she has no luck at the moment but at the very least its worth a short, right? Definitely just wants to grab and go, here.