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Aile would look around at everyone, looking over at Trish before wincing from Tristan's and Darts' words. "I have my reasons, Trish. And as for the request to surrender, I'm afraid I can't. One, I most definitely would not enjoy a punch to the face. Two, I have a delivery to hand off." She'd run her hand through her hair now that it was out of the bun. She didn't sound cocky during any of that, more nervous and hesitant than anything. She'd put her clutch underneath her arm with her shoes and throw a few hand signals at Kayvaan and Voort before grabbing the clutch once more. The Nidoking would roar loudly, kicking up a Sandstorm around them, probably by now an Aile classic. Kayvaan would join in by summoning a Blizzard towards Darts and Tristan and their Pokémon After the attacks were loosed, Voort would then be recalled as Aile took off once more, Kayvaan bounding quickly behind her. "Now, where's Arkana? Need to find her and get out..."

The junction box's sudden gift of a Thunderbolt would bring about a spectacular shower of sparks from the wires within, the lights suddenly going out all around the chateau as the remains of the box and wires smoldered. If there was anything wired to make everything known to any third parties, it wasn't going to be terribly useful for the moment. A few emergency lights would come on after a couple of minutes, being the only source of lighting that wasn't wired.

Cera would move back as the sparks flew, her back turned to shield the egg. "Sounds like the sort of reason that buildings use ebonite if they don't want anything stolen easily. Also... hopefully might not be the right word?" She asked as she turned around, barely able to see the aftermath in the reduced lighting. She'd waste no time in moving to leave the cellar. "That box looks like how a burnt Scizor feels."







Amaranth and Swift went in shortly after the door was allowed to open, only for the lights to suddenly go out. "I think he found it too well," she remarked after hearing Freth, followed by a crash. She'd turn to see what it was, but it was currently too dark to notice more than a shadow. What wasn't known was that the guardsman had been caught off guard by the lighting and banged his head on the only pan that was still hanging, a light shout coming afterward.

Rather than take his chances, he'd slink out through the side exit just before the emergency lights came on, managing to lock the door before closing it. "Gah, that girl's largable anyway," he said to himself after exiting, getting into the vehicle parked outside and driving off. "No use in losing our leverage to what we can get back. They'll have to find their own way out."

Back in the kitchen, however, Amaranth would shrug. "Guess it was one of the staff... maybe we should try to get out of here, if we can-" For some reason, Zac would move to her side, trying not to growl. The threat it felt was the strongest right where she was, to say nothing of any of the other Snagems. At least they were nice enough outside of Clara.

"...right, let's get out of here." Recalling her Doduo, Amaranth would quickly take her leave. The energency lights were keeping things from being pitch black, though one thing remained on mind. "Wait... this doesn't look like everyone. Where's the rest?"









The lights suddenly going out would make things tricky for the remaining guardsman, his efforts to catch up to Aile foiled by darkness and the attacks that came from the Snagems fighting her. He stopped himself before he wound up tripping, but hadn't expected the environmentalist to run right into him, sending them both to the ground.

Though the emergency lights would come on shortly after, the scant moments of darkness might give Aile a chance to escape.

A Sandstorm huh? Darts doesn't hesitate before plunging into the swirling mass of particles, using one gilt hand to seal the grains away from his eyes inside of the depths of his crest. His Honchkrow is forced to back off with a harsh caw as its trainer charges in. Of course it is at this moment the power decides to shut off, plunging the gambler into a black-as-night desert escapade. He hears Tristen's shout and fishes in his jacket, feeling every battering gust of wind through every thread of the thing as he produces another Pokeball, clicking it to full-size before he throws it. "Dragalge!" He commands, releasing the imitation kelp Pokemon into the center of the maelstrom. "Rain Dance! Clear this out for me!" There's a wooshing noise from in the center of the storm in front of Tristen before he would note a billowing of clouds around the edges of the granite storm and a downpour of massive proportions blotting out the Sandstorm, leaving one very soaked and very irritated both literally and figuratively Giratina hybrid in the middle of where it had once been as the emergency lights kick into gear. "Let's go!" He insists to Tristen, twin beams of red light arcing out to scoop up both Pokemon he had deployed before hurrying off in the direction he thought he had heard Aile go. "Could do with a light." He comments idly to the boy as they continue their pursuit.

A certain Houndoom hybrid would stir from their position on the floor, lifting their head groggily. Silver would claw at their own face for a moment, trying to get themselves out of the drunken stupor that had apparently caused them to pass out on the floor shortly after having been pounced on by Zac. It figured that they had somehow managed to miss nearly the entire battle, or whatever it was, that had happened. Speaking of which.. What had happened?

The hybrid was feeling a little disoriented, what with the whole still being drunk, and of course from the loud noises surrounding them. Still clutching Darts's Under King belt, Silver would somehow manage to get back up onto their feet, despite feeling a tad shaky. "Darts? Clara? Where did you two go?" Silver would growl out, despite the shakiness in their voice. Perking their ears up to listen carefully for the closest teammate. They'd find out what was going on from someone, regardless of if it was one of the people they were actually looking for.

Leslie would stare at the guard attempting to persuade away Zac. It seemed that she was needed in order to do something stupid to keep this little thing in play. Leaping into the air and aiming to land onto the dog's back, Leslie hoped that whatever wild ride was about to happen would get them into the clear.

Groaning back into consciousness, Beau was quick to find himself in the interesting position of being tangled amongst a Nidoking's back spikes while a sandstorm raged around them. He barely had time to get used to his view before the perch he had inadvertently taken was poofed away and he was forced to hit the ground running. Taking off after Aile, Beau found himself intrigued now. Where had all that bravado of hers gone. "Hey! Mind yelling back an answer as to the hell you doing this for?! Power is out, bugs should be down!"

"hehehe silvy she's fluffy! somehow? But she's fluffy. Your scruffy...Wait." Clara would look sluggishly look over at leslie riding the pokemon " You.. You... Hot stuff. This-This isn't the rodeo. Your not suppose to ride every pokemon!" Clara would take a second "*hick*Wait I am too!" She would say hugging the zoraork "Your awesome."

However the kids comment would strike a note with clara a little. She is a kid. Even if she graduated top of her university at only the age of fourteen. It doesn't stop her from being a child, and having child like..... Fluffy. Clara's drunk mind would get distracted playing whit the giant red fluff that only she could feel.

"KrowKrow!" Murkow was calling out overhead of beau and alie, Though Rein was nowhere to be found, Was he hiding? Or just scared of dark places? Never mind that now, Someone heard beau shout from what it was, Rein hid behind A Metallic table, Catching the murkrow as it came back to him " shes there hmm?" he whispered " Use quash on her again again this time dont let go , Deino come out and use roar on Kayvaan , " I will be the hero this time" Rein though to himself as he started walking towards alie.