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Frowning slightly at the outburst of noise, Blade flexed his claws in irritation and glanced around at the other Guildmasters. Sure it was dangerous for them to have Alfred around, but they weren't about to sink to the level of killing him for something he couldn't really help. And not to mention the fact that the pokemon were criticizing Solaris's decisions was putting the Scizor slowly in a bad mood.

Suddenly however, Jonah Teleported back into the room right in the midst of the group, waving one hand casually and wearing a thoughtful expression.
"Oh, I forgot that I should probably mention this to all of you. If I could question the little Mew when she's feeling a bit better, I may be able to track down someone who could be a big help in defeating this Teacher fellow." he remarked, perfectly calm as he looked around at the Guildmasters. Hm, he really should have mentioned this earlier... but oh well, at least he had remembered before he got too caught up in business at the Hospital.

Team HTPN

Sighing with exhaustion, Team HTPN grabbed ahold of their rewards. Zelos stopping for another look at Mew, he smiled happily. Mewtwo was stopped by the guild, but he will return...he just knew it. As long as Mew existed, so will Mewtwo. It was the way life worked; for every good, there is an equal evil. With that, Zelos looked ahead and hopped away. Being in high hopes and dreams...afterall, it was Mew that inspired him to do this anyway.

Rewards:
+ 5 MP
+ 5,000 PD
+ Zen Headbutt
+ Recruitment Egg

((Bah, I wish I would've got to post more...
Busy weekend was busy T^T))

Jonah turned to Lucy when she spoke up, then smiled and shook his head. "No, not Scarface," he paused and looked back to the group at large, "His name is Flash. He was a part of the old destroyed Guild, but left when the Algendars started hitting hard. With a little help from Stella, I'm pretty sure I can find him, and if anyone has enough power to match this Teacher, it's him."

After making his point, the Gardevoir stepped back to allow attention to turn to the gray Espeon who just entered, watching the elder pokemon with curiosity. The founder of the Guild of Eclipse, huh? Well that was interesting, he never would've guessed just by looking at the old guy.

Blade blinked and smiled ever-so-slightly at Orion's arrival, having some fond memories of Solaris's grandfather from when they were little. The Espeon seemed a bit addled in his old age, but nonetheless he was still trying to help out; it was a rather nice moment, despite the ominous nature of the discussion.

Pluto took a deep calming breath at Minerva's words, forcing himself to relax. None of this was very good for his health, he knew, but-

Arc'damnit! The leafeon scowl deepened at Jonah the Gardevoir's words.

"Curse this, just spit it out already!" He growled angrily, his temper barely in check. "Stop dodging around and tell us who this damned 'Flash is' and why he's usef-"

His sentence was promptly cut off as he broke into the coughing fit Minerva had feared. Pluto was hacking violently, struggling to take breath between each, missing the entrance of his father.

Amaterasu yawned, raising her head at the annoying sound of someone coughing violently. Her eyes locked upon the Leafeon, then roamed up to a large portion of the ceiling that had been destroyed in the battle, revealing the sky. Bringing up The Canvas, she drew the sun, strengthening its rays. It burned through the clouds that were threatening rain, bathing the room in more light than seemed natural.

Pluto's old, withering leaves soaked in the sunlight, and his coughing subsided with the healing warmth, leaving him gasping for breath. The Sun Goddess wasn't done there; she brought up The Canvas again, drawing across the Leafeon, lending him the strength of the Celestial brush. She was curious in the talk going on, and she knew if someone keeled over right now a lot of it would be disrupted. Not to mention it never hurt to help someone in need, right?

Pluto breathed easier, his eyes roaming around for the source of the Sunny Day and the healing move. He has plenty of experience with healing in his frail health, and he recognized the soothing warmth for what it was.

"Pardon me." He apologized to the assembly once he regained his breath, his gaze wandering from Pokemon to Pokemon, wondering who it was that had called upon the two moves so obviously meant to aid him. His gaze stopped on the silver Espeon, noticing Orion for the first time.