[h1][color=2e8b57]Isla Gill[/color][/h1][sub][hr][color=2e8b57]Location:[/color] Ancient Grove
[color=2e8b57]Mentions:[/color] N/A[/sub]

Isla didn’t really get the response she expected about the articles found at the grove, sure, and stared down at the Pokédex for a good few moments considering it. [i]It was probably put there for a reason[/i]. Yeah, sure that was true enough but it might also have been a clue as to what had exactly happened at the shrine. Was the state of it the reason for…whatever it had been with Celebi? Had Yasu considered some other route since then of finding the Pokémon? Had she given up entirely about it? For that matter, why [i]had[/i] she wanted to find Celebi in the first place? There had been so many questions that Isla just didn’t have the answers to, and really she didn’t expect the priestess to be open on sharing. Yasu didn’t seem to be the sharing sort, on the whole of the problem. It really hadn’t helped.

Swiper, though, had finally figured out what exactly [i]he[/i] wanted. Picking up the carving gingerly with his mouth, the Nickit looked up expectantly at Isla, tail slowly wagging away at the excitement of [i]his[/i] find. After all, whoever had put the carving there clearly didn’t value it all that much, considering they hadn’t brought it with them, and [i]he[/i] would be a far better owner than them. Isla looked down, frowning. [color=2e8b57]“You can’t bring [i]that[/i] with you.”[/color]

A cock of the head. Well, [i]why not[/i]? After all, it was his now, he’d picked it up and that was just how the world worked. The tail paused, too, stopped in its tracks by the sudden rejection as Swiper tried to figure out why he couldn’t just…bring it along. The tone was there, too, as Isla sighed. She needed to figure out how the heck to have the Pokémon just…not do that, but also he was a Nickit. Just saying [i]it’s wrong[/i] wouldn’t altogether work. There needed to be another way…maybe she had it. Maybe.

[color=2e8b57]“You can’t bring that. Look at it, you’re already putting teeth marks into the wood. It’ll get ruined. And besides, whenever we’ll sit down to eat, you’ll have to put it down and it’ll get even [i]more[/i] ruined.”[/color] The accusation made Swiper put it down pretty quickly, looking it over for the alleged damage. There was a little bit here and there, the wood not being entirely as solid as it had once been before, but surely that would be alright. But then…he’d held it up for how long? How long did he intend to keep it? Maybe…

[color=2e8b57]“It looks better here. It should be here, whoever left it [i]meant[/i] to put it here.”[/color] Well, [i]that[/i] was just plainly wrong. To make a point of it, Swiper stared at the destroyed entrance, practically pointing at it with his nose, before passing over the various burn marks and other damages. Isla took his point, crouching down ever so as he considered the issue at hand: damaging it. Taking a few steps forward, the Nickit nudged at Isla’s bag before looking up. Maybe she could hold onto it? Maybe?

[color=2e8b57]“Well, [i]I[/i] can’t take it. I don’t want it. If [i]you[/i] want it, you’ll have to take it.”[/color] [i]Darn[/i]. Maybe she was right. Swiper huffed out in annoyance before pointedly walking out from the shrine entrance.

And right to the Budew. He stopped, still as can be, staring at the other Pokémon as it had emerged from the bushes just some little ways away. Isla, while she was still breathing a sigh of relief at the fact that she’d avoided…stealing something from a shrine, of all things, had followed close behind, pausing to stare as well. The little guy - or girl - was truly little, barely coming up to Isla’s knee, and had just noticed her, Swiper, and Dancing just some little ways away. Dancing had kept about the fringes of the site, searching here and there, but had stopped as the rustling in the bush came.

Huh. [i]Well, what the heck did a Grass type like[/i], she wondered internally, considering it. Good dirt wasn’t something she could magic up, and surely they had as much sun as they wanted, but…hmmm…there [i]was[/i] another thing. They seemed happy enough, all told, but maybe the little Budew wanted some water? Maybe? It was as good a guess as any. Isla sat down her bag slowly, careful to not make too many sudden moves, as Swiper looked up with his head cocked. [i]No not that pouch…no not that one…where were the bottles…ah[/i], the girl nodded in satisfaction, taking one out. “Mineral grade” hadn’t meant all that much when Isla had bought them, considering that had been the only grade the store had sold, but maybe it might mean more with the little Budew. Now…[i]how in the heck to give it to them[/i]?

[color=2e8b57]“Hi,”[/color] she said, trying to at least somewhat fill the awkward air that had developed as she’d searched. Unscrewing the cap and kneeling down next to her bag, Isla just sort of…whipped the bottle as though she was blessing the Budew. Maybe that was it? The girl really didn’t know.

[hr][hider=Pokémon | Inventory][color=2e8b57]Pokémon:[/color][list][*] Dancing | Eevee | Level 9 | Anticipation | Pokéball
Tackle, Tail Whip, Covet, Growl, Helping Hand, Sand Attack, Wish
[*] Swiper | Nickit | Level 11 | Runaway | Pokéball
Quick Attack, Tail Whip, Beat Up, Hone Claws
[/list][color=2e8b57]Inventory:[/color] 4000p[list]Tranquil Reviere VIP card
3 x Pokéball
3 x Potion
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