Tom
The Petilil didn't seem to even notice the effect until her escort stopped in his tracks, turning its head slowly back to face the Wynaut with a frustratedly impatient expression, but only as though the hinderance were a mild annoyance. It steadied its stance and began to charge up a powerful attack... Ready to unleash it upon his enemies... But.

The Petilil was similarly annoyed, but less to the point of anger, almost bored. The chief began to sway her body in waves, the headdress upon her beginning to glow a faint yellow, and suddenly her eyes locked onto Cynthia, **Forcing** The Wynaut to mimic the strange swaying motion, and when it was done, the Wynaut could tell something was amiss.





"You were saying?" She asked devilishly.

And the pair of flowery grass pokemon turned to leave once again, unperturbed.
Tammy
Seeing her Shadow Tag rendered useless frustrated her to no end, along with seeing that cheeky Petilil get away unscathed. As they left, Cynthia would yell "Get back here—!"

But that was it. A futile slap at the bars in anger, one that only served to scrape at her ribbons due to the vines, and then she stood silent for a moment. Dejected, she took a deep breath to calm herself down.

And another. 

And another. 

"... Okay," She said at last. "I miscalculated. That's my fault. I'm sorry."

She offered an apologetic nod of the head to Napori and the others, but rose her head afterward. 

"Now, let's put our heads together and work out a way to break this cell. Any ideas?"
Geri
❥───────────────────── 🎐 Napori 🎐 


꧁~ Napori was pumped and raring to go, having tensed herself for any sudden movement-!!! Which is why she was surprised when the two grass types turned tail and scooted off... Ah... Napori turned to Cynthia, unsure of how to move forward... The talkative bell kept quiet for once...

◈ She struggled to maintain eyecontact, feeling guilt rising in her own stomach(or lack there of)... If it was Cynthoa's fault, it was also hers. **"You cou-couldn't have possibly for accounted for that, dear."** Napori offered up as the wynaut smacked the thorny bars. 

◈ **"But you're right, w-we need a new plan! H-hmm..."** Napori examined the stretching vines, trying to follow a source. Napori actually had a critical mind, wh-when it wasn't stressed out and stuttery... **"I could use confusion on the vines... See if these a-are controlled by someone and if it'd hurt them. It isn't traceable, s-so none of us would be in trouble... And if there isn't a reaction, our king Caviar here should be able to slice us all out!"** Napori clapped her little hand nubs together, looking nervously at Cynthia.

◈ **"Is that a good enough plan?"**


❥───────────────────── 🎐 Auclair 🎐