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Ever since Seth's Magnemite fried the strange device Sub had been taking it apart trying to see if he could salvage any part of it or at least understand it better. "Bah! It's no use, this thing is toasted. I would be lucky to recycle it into a tin can." He grunted.

"Well, alright then." I said, getting up. "I can give it a look over. See if I can't get any information."

"Going to try to find it now?" Freth asked.

"Might as well." I said, making my way off in search of a computer.

I started to search around the headquarters, probably the most I have done thus far to date, despite being here on a constant basis now. It took a bit of time until I found myself at a computer and sat down at it. Tristen, following close by stayed with me until I managed to get at a seat and turn it on. I started to go through the whole load up process until finally getting the internet going and then finally going to a search engine.

Tristen, watching the entire time, stared at something. He gained over the past couple of weeks some reading skills, in part of him trying to make up for lost time. Still though, what was obvious, he still needed work in more ways than one. "Goog-lee?"

"Google..." I said.

"Whats a google?" He asked.

"Its going to help me search for this Jules character...hopefully." I said.

"........" I started to search and sure enough I did find what I was looking for soon enough. For a moment there, I thought if this guy did run solo, because such a design would take some time and effort to undergo.

"That's it?" Tristen asked as he looked at the screen.

"Looks that way." I said to him. "So lets see here...e-mail address...phone..." I started to write it both down for future reference then switched over to a e-mail site, one that I personally use. Not like Tristen or Tails had anything of their own.

As soon as I got to the blank E-mail page, I started to type away, rather quickly at that. "What are you trying to do?" Tristen asked.

"Sending a e-mail?"

"....uh..."

"Its pretty much writing a letter. Only not on paper." I said.

"Oh."

"Hello Jules,

Its Blizzard. I found your e-mail from your website, which didn't take all that long to find, sure enough. Joys of Google. Thank you for helping out the boys the other day. Apparently though, you may have instilled a bit of a drive in Tristen and Tails. Tristen namely. Already, they are talking about you helping Tristen become stronger in any way possible. Impatient or determined, you be the judge.

Whatever the case, they are already asking if you would mind coming back around to help Tristen out. Granted, while I can help in some regard, at least as general stuff goes, we all pretty much agree that it might take a electric type to teach one. E-mail me or call me whenever you get this message. Thanks.


---Blizzard"

After putting my name down I added my own contact information at the bottom of the letter. If he wanted to get in immediate contact with me, I left my number on my SNAG. If he just wanted to get a quick message back, the E-mail address.

With that, I sent it off and it was done.

"So did you tell him?" Tristen asked.

"Yea, he'll get it whenever he sees it." I said to him. "I wonder how often he checks his mail..."

"How do you press those buttons to make those words real fast? Without even looking at what you are doing?" Tristen then asked.

"Practice. Which is something that you're going to need to do whenever Jules isn't training you, you know."

"Practice pressing buttons?" Tristen asked.

"........." Someone's slow on the uptake, apparently.

".........?" No way. It just couldn't...

I took out my SNAG and opened it up. "This is Blizzard." I spoke up.

"You must have been looking at your inbox the entire time when I typed that." I said. "That was real quick."

"Hi Jules!" Tristen spoke up.

"Yeeeeaaaahhh, been through that heat before. When I was down there, I all but demanded I only come out at night given its usually cold in the desert." I said. "Granted, I can take the heat drastically more than most ice types, let alone hybrids, but still, staying out in that mess? Irritating to say the least."

"Is it really bad in the Orre region?" Tristen asked.

"Not exactly a vacation spot to be sure." I said. "Made me pretty much glad to get out of there when I did."

I thought for a moment. "Just come find us." I said to him. "Tails could use the time in the meantime to probably dunk him in the nearest mud pit or something."

Tristen sweatdropped.

"Tails has been trying to get him into one the day he's met him." I said with a bit of a laugh. "Not to mention, reason why I say that, we're kind of staying around here for the moment just in case something comes up. I take it you being the world traveler you are, you've caught on to some of the news that has been going on, namely about a mad scientist."