Brian
As Zephraxe hurried out of the building after making sure Allister was with him, he leaned against a tree close to the entrance, putting a hand to his heart. "Y-yeah, one sec..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to relax himself. "... Okay." He opened his eyes back up and looked at the boy's glowing eyes. "Firstly, I may be an expert on psionic phenomena, but I'm a psychic... Spectral energy affects me differently. My senses make me more aware of it, and it's not particularly a comforting feeling." Zephraxe explained, but he wasn't quite done. 

"Concerning whatever kind of spirit is in that tower... It's angry. And we have two options if we are to prevent it from harming anyone. Either we try to purge it or calm it. I think we both would prefer calming it." Zephraxe watched Allister carefully. Although he couldn't see his face behind that mask, he could sense what the boy was feeling. Zeph looked up at the tower like he had when he arrived. But he knew that the situation was much more dangerous now...
Tara
"Psychic?" Allister asked, crossing his arms, with an unseen face of confusion. If Zephraxe really was psychic, he could probably sense the boy's confusion. "So, you... Um... R-read minds? M'kay... G-guess I should tell you then. Um... I don' just train ghosts. 'M a gym leader, nd 'm known for being able to talk to em." He explained. Not that it was't well known back home, but if they were sharing information, now was the time. "Nd my eyes glow when 'm a-around the dead. Just... Just thought you should know." Did being psychic mean he already knew all this?

So, he didn't know what was in the tower, and honestly, Allister hadn't seen or felt anything like it. The closest he'd gotten was an incident back home, but even then, the ghost was only haunting one room. "I'd-I'd prefer not purging it," He said, with a nod. "What's the plan? I can p-probably fight it if it comes to that. *If*. Um... Do you know anything? 'M just learning 'bout it now. Sorry." He lowered his head.
If Zephraxe was psychic, would this be extra dangerous for him? Ghost beats psychic after all...

Something banged on the door, causing Allister to jump up with a yelp. "Agh! N-nope. Not sittin' there anymore." He said. Could it be that this spirit, whatever it was, was so hateful that it was trying to escape the tower? The didn't sit well.
Brian
Zephraxe smiled a little and glanced away from Allister. "Well, not exactly, which makes most people feel a bit better. I can sense others' emotions, but I can't read thought or delve into a person's memories. I have a feeling that might be a good thing." He chuckled softly. "I suppose I underestimated you, though. Wasn't quite expecting you to be a gym leader. Together, we should be all right..." He said, leaving out a 'hopefully' on the end.

"Anyway, my plan? Well..." Zephraxe crossed his arms again and put a hand to his chin. "Since you can talk to ghosts, we should be able to speak directly to the spirit. We need to make sure we know exactly what it wants... And if we can, help it. Fulfill whatever its final wish is." He took a deep breath and exhaled, returning his gaze to Allister. "And I will add onto what I said about sensing emotions. That extends to auras. Even ghosts have auras that fluctuate with emotion, so I will hopefully be able to tell of it is attempting to deceive us." He scratched the back of his head as he hesitated. "... In which case, it will probably be a malevolent ghost. We will have to banish it back to the spirit realm, if that's the case. I've never done that, but I've read about it-"

Zephraxe jumped a little as something slammed the door behind Allister. He stood up straight and stared at the door for a moment. "... I doubt it can hear us now, but it definitely knows we're still here."
Tara
"Oh." Allister nodded, brushing himself off from the spook just then. That *Did* Make him fee better, Zephraxe wouldn't be able to judge him... "Don' w-worry about it. 'M the youngest ever... Um... That's not braggin, i's just a f-fact." He shrugged. "Mos' people think 'm a trainer or somethin' if they don' kn-know better."
Okay, right, the plan. He nodded along, speak to... Whatever was in there, help it, and if not... Well, looks like they were heading into a fight. "Got it." Although, with the bang on the door from earlier, he wasn't sure if they were getting out of this peacefully.

"It... Definitely knows we're here. I... Um... Saw a shadow... Watching us." That didn't feel good. If it was watching them, why did it let them leave to plan... Shuddering, Allister reached into his pocket and pulled out a small silver knife, just in case. He'd never banished anything either, but from what he'd read, it didn't work without hurting whatever was being banished.
Was it... Just the energy in the tower, or was he himself getting angered? Well, here they go...

Since he was closest to the door, the boy pulled it open, expecting to see whatever shadow was there from earlier. It had left, but the hateful presence hadn't followed. It still lingered over them like a curse...
"Just... Um... A warning... I might... Aah, never mind. C-c'mon."