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"Master?" Argos repeated, deciding on whether or not to enter the boat. It wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon, but if he flipped it over and pulled it out of the water, it could serve as a shelter. He'd do that later.

Claws outstretched, Argos creeped around the side as he knocked on it. He might get a response if someone was in there. What he didn't see was the glowing eyes in a bush fading away. Something was there but it wouldn't show itself. If anybody looked, they'd find nothing as it was gone.

Croconaw (Argos) /Male / Valerians Lab /Level: 39/ Holding: Nothing/Ability: Torrent/ Atk: Slash /Atk: Ice Fang/Atk: Water Gun/Atk: Crunch 

"Bah, it's you." Argos would say, recognizing the other reptile. She seemed to still be a Charmander, not surprising the water type. Still... she might remember something. Argos didn't even remember how he got here. One minute he's on his way to the third badge and then... now.

That didn't mean she wouldn't have amnesia.

Deciding that their trainers were somewhere else, he'd ask "Have you seen a Servine, Gyarados, or a Luxray?" He had grown used to traveling with Master's friend, Nolan and his Pokemon. So it was his job to find his teammates and Nolan's... if they were even here.

He looked out to the ocean for a moment. A thick haze enveloped all around. There went flying or swimming out from this place. But the mist stopped a few feet from the coast. The water wasn't clear either. No direct way out.

Croconaw (Argos) /Male / Valerians Lab /Level: 39/ Holding: Nothing/Ability: Torrent/ Atk: Slash /Atk: Ice Fang/Atk: Water Gun/Atk: Crunch

Instead of preparing a Slash, water dripped from Argos's mouth. She could launch herself all she wanted, but he had the advantage type wise and was evolved. Jumping at him would result in a water gun to the knee face. A fight would be quick and easy. If she was a Treeko, then he might be a bit worried. "What have I done?" Argos asked, a scowl worthy of his trainer forming on his face. "I don't even know why or how I got here, much less you."

A purplish slime slunk past Celisse before going down a crack in the boat, disappearing. Argos didn't notice it, as it was small and moved by fast enough to not be noticed. Crossing his arms, the Croconaw turned around. "So, I'm going to guess you don't remember a thing either. One minute you're walking around and the next you wake up here." he guessed, glancing around the boat she was in. Definately not sea worthy now.

In response to what appeared to be the Croconaw excessively salivating, Celisse simply snarled again. That seemed to be working for her. It was almost cute the way he assumed that everything would go well for him, simply because he had a type advantage. Evidently, he was one of Valerian's younger hatchlings, because he clearly didn't listen when the absent-minded Professor had been talking to new trainers and old friends. Sure, the fight would be simple for him, because he would take the easy way out, which, in her opinion, only proved that he had no strategy. Retard. He was probably from the batch that went horribly wrong. Stupid brute.

"I don't care!" she snapped. "All I know is that I wake up with some idiot standing over me! How do you think I'm supposed to take it, you moronic fool?!" Really, it was just offensive how stupid he thought she was. "And, yes, well done. Did you want a medal for that?" Ugh. Why was she stuck with him, of all people? Sometimes, Arceus was a cruel b*****d.

She turned around again upon hearing a new voice, tail flame flaring up again. It was one of those Ralts - like Gabby. She bared her teeth at her. It was at this stage that she noticed that her tail was, in fact, starting to melt the plastic contraption. With another hiss, she leapt agilely out of the boat, landing on the sand. She wobbled for a minute, confused. This ground was strange. It moved, like little pieces of earth. She inspected it for a moment, noting that it shifted around her whenever she tried to lift her feet. What sorcery was this?

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There were mixed emotions coming everywhere. From the Charmander she got emotions that weren't so nice that she shivered and moved away from her. She didn't want to deal with the Charmander by getting attacked. From the Croconaw she got a mixture of unhappiness and irritation. But at least he was being helpful despite the fact she had not asked a question.

Her attention switched to the bushes moving, a tilt to her head going forth. Did bushes normally move like that? No...there was something else there. She started to move to them a little carefully when some other feelings came forth, and nothing about them were good. She shivered some more and moved away from it. "Ah...! Not good!" She said a little louder, pointing towards the bush. "It doesn't feel good."

Argos wouldn't even acknowledge whatever the Charmander was saying, deciding it was unimportant. She was complaining about every single detail like the world was against her. He shifted his gaze towards where the Ralts directed to. Something was watching them. The Croconaw had spent enough time away on his escape attempts to know a stalker. However, what it was remained unknown. Blindly walking over would be stupid.

So he'd leave it be and try not to say too much. However Celisse had other ideas and tried burning it straight away. Pfft, and she called HIM a dumb brute. With that, he fired a Water Gun at the bush and set out the fire. "Think before you spit fire. We don't know if any of these fruit are edible. Burning the only thing we might be able to eat is foolish." he growled. Wasting food in the wild was an idiotic and often fatal move. He wouldn't let the little fire newt do that to him.

Whatever had been there was gone. The feeling of ill intent was gone, but Argos wanted to give chase. Walking over to the bush, he dug his claws in, trying to get a scent. Sadly the smell of ash and burning leaves covered it. Then again...

A low hiss formed in his mouth. Crap. "Chasing will end in death." he stated, walking away. He didn't know these trees. There could be Victrebels hidden to eat them and whatever that was might've set traps.

Celisse made a noise of irritation when the annoying Croconaw put out the fire she'd just started. What a waste of effort! She snapped her jaws at him, expressing her frustration. What good was he to her? He kept holding her back. What was he, some sort of eco-lover? Pathetic. "Did you see berries on that bush, hm? I think not. Besides, there are plenty of bushes identical to that one, you can go and pet those to make yourself feel better. For all you know, there might have been a malevolent creature in there, and I just saved you and your idiocy from harm." Frankly, given that she didn't know where she was and all the terrain - especially the odd ground - was alien to her, so that may well have been possible.

The weirdo then proceeded to stab the ground with his claws. Productive. And, apparently, 'chasing will end in death'. Was he a Psychic, now? Oh, no, he was still just an annoying little brat. She then turned on the Ralts when she spoke, approaching her with her claws outstretched and still glowing. She should take that off soon. But now, though, she was infuriated and alone and tired and still angry. "Good work." Her tone was as scathing as she could possibly make it. "That helps us a lot."