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Poe folded his arms as he tilted his head staring at the creature, his grin was gone as he thought about what he could do to get this thing to chill. "Ah ha! Hehe..." Poe exclaimed and chuckled out loud as he pointed a finger into the air. The Sableye then scurried around back to his trainer, plucking a pokeball off of his vest and then setting it down in front of the creature.

"Poe! What are you doing!? That's Nevermore's-" Before Sub could finish Poe turned around and held his hand up. "Just watch, hehe..." He said turning around back to Nal. "This here is the pokeball to the human's most beloved Pokemon, his very first, raised it from a chick, Murkrow it is. If he tries anything funny, you can make off with it if you please. How does that sound?" He asked her.

Poe grinned deviously at Nal's response, the ghost found her to be quit amusing. "Hehe, gotcha." He said with a nod turning to Sub. "She said you can remove the collar, but if you try anything funny she'll zap ya into oblivion, hehe." He chuckled picking the pokeball back up and handing it to Sub.

The trainer took the ball back and clipped it back on his vest where it belonged. He then turned his attention back to Nal and approached her slowly as to not startle her. "Don't worry, I'm not fond of being electrocuted anyways." He said trying to make light of it as he grasped the collar gently. It was very high tech looking but it fastening device was crude, really just a simple clip. All Sub had to do was push in two buttons on the side and just like that the collar came off as he pulled it up taking it off from around her neck.

"See? There you go, better now?" He asked with a smile and examined the collar. "Huh, there are some elemental gem fragments inserted into it...they were using this to hurt you with your weaknesses weren't they?" He asked.

Sub jumped a little bit startled at her reaction, it was so sudden that it took him by surprise. "Hehe, she said that you don't know the half of it." Poe said to Sub, translating what Nal had said. The trainer frowned. "Sorry to hear that, least you got away and the collar is off, right?" He smiled.

"Careful," Tails sang, and with one swift motion, pulled Tristen's shirt up and, hopefully, off. "I might have too much fun~"

Now was his chance -- Tails balled the shirt up and tossed it past Tristen, further away from the grassy banks. "Then get it~"

Tails did not like nor appreciate easy.

When Tristen came at him again, Tails dove beneath the mud. It wasn't so deep here, but he retained his element of surprise. He snaked to his left, and intended to flank. While Tristen might not have been used to mud, Tails could sense the displacement from human sized opponents.

To Tails, the shock was like a brief abrasion -- present enough to notice it, but not substantial enough give him more than brief pause. The boy was familiar with electricity through Nal, and for Tristen's cheekiness, Tails lunged at him beneath the surface and pulled at his pants.