Naomi gave the little snow-tree pokemon a brief smile, accepting the shirt and drawing it on over her head. She'd return it later, but for now it was just faster than rummaging for a decent top in her bag. Not that the light cloth concealed very well, but better than nothing!<br/><br/><span style="color: #6495ED">"Well.. we got there. It was quite peaceful; I took a picture as Jake was climbing down. There was a small swarm of Tentacool just floating about, a Froakie idly splashing at one.. Slowbro was being lazy or sleepy on a rock. There was a Vaporeon napping, a Magneton just hanging about near a vein of raw Thunderstone. I think there was a Cloyster or maybe a Shellder there too. Probably a Cloyster; the whole grotto's laced with deposits of Waterstone too. Beautiful."</span><br/><br/>She smiled faintly.<span style="color: #6495ED">"I don't think any of them had ever seen a human. Audree and Steven were already there, and by the time we'd caught up with them, Audree had stepped forward to meet the Magneton. It seemed somehow curious as it approached. Which, you know.. it's Electric/Steel, right? And it had this coruscating aura of electricity. So it ended up shocking Audree, probably by accident. It didn't seem aggressive at all. Anyway, that got Jake's Eve and Steven's Tyrogue worked up; they charged after the Magneton."</span><br/><br/>Naomi sighed, looking up to the sky.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Which just escalated things. I'm glad Jake and Steven listened to me and called them off. A wild Magneton? I mean, think about that. It's experienced enough to have evolved naturally. Which means it learned to fight and survive out here, where there are no rules, no League, no one stopping the fight when one pokemon is disabled or knocked out. At the same time.. it wasn't really aggressive. Once it wasn't under attack anymore, it started calming down. Which is when the Gyarados erupted from the deep pool and bit it. It's not called the Rage pokemon for nothing; it was seriously pissed. Awe-inspiring and terrifying. I guess the thunder woke it up. The Magneton zorched it and fled, and that's when the Gyarados turned on us. Hydro Pump, that's not a move you want to be on the receiving end of. We all got blasted with it, and I think the reason we survived was that it was being indiscriminate. Just blasting everything around us."</span><br/><br/>A little color returns to her cheeks as she continues.<span style="color: #6495ED">"And that's when the Slowbro decided enough was enough. Once the water had risen enough to float it off its rock, he.. woke up and just looked at the Gyarados, which just stopped. Right there. Froze in place. Whatever he did, it made the Gyarados fling itself out of the grotto. I guess that's when you saw it. And then the Slowbro turned its attention to us. I think he hadn't met humans before either. He just, I could feel... it was like I was a book and he was reading me. Turning the pages of my thoughts. He, uh. he came across some... I... It's difficult to explain and I think I'd prefer to keep that private for now. On a totally and completely unrelated thought that has no relation whatsoever to the things Slowbro did in my mind, 'Tai makes a very handsome Dragonair."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>