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Amelia took a seat in a nearby chair and listened to the man talk. As he spoke, her expression changed from one of interest to one that suggested she was torn about something. Which the young girl definitely was. If what Johannes said was true, then she was hesitant to tell him that the team wars still seemed to be going on. Another part of her said he might need to or want to know, but she wasn't sure that telling him something like that was a wise decision. She bit her lip in thought for a good minute after he finished talking before deciding against telling him, deciding it might be better for the man to have his peace.
"I'm sorry to hear that your past haunts you so. I wish that I could do something to help, but sadly, such a feat is not within my powers. Maybe Cresselia would be able to help you find some peaceful sleep but... I sadly do not know where it currently is. I did see one though, very recently. Maybe, if you're lucky, she'll fly over this town someday and bless you with pleasant dreams." She said, hoping her words would comfort him rather then cause him distress.

When Johannes got up from his seat, Amelia did the same and a look of shock crossed her face when the man handed her a Reaper Cloth. She looked down at the cloth before nodding and smiling at him.
"Thank you very much sir. When I finally get a Duskull, I'll be sure to raise it well so I can make use of this." She said, pulling the cloth in her Bag.

Assuming the man left, Amelia would turn to Misdreavus' direction before calling out.
"It's okay Misdreavus. You can come back out now. It's just me and Litwick now."
It's at times like these I wish she had friends
Well, perception would've only been one higher: https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/17242
Hhhhmmmm… Investigation or Perception? Which shall I roll?
yay! Figured I needed to poke ya. Not sure if it's just that you always forget or if you simply get to busy.
Uh... I'm going to take a rain check on that. In some ways good, in others bad.
So, how're the holidays treating you?


Amelia listened to the man as he talked to himself regarding the pokemon wondering the halls in a rather prolonged game of tag. He then turned and addressed her, talking at first in a very tired voice then one that made her feel a bit more comfortable. Though, when it came to the question of what she wanted to talk about, she looked a bit flustered.
"O-oh well, um... I didn't have anything particular in mind if I'm being honest. It's just that... since you had so many Shuppets around your house and still around you even now, I guess I... could help but be curious and a little worried." She said, her cheeks turning a bit red. "I know Shuppets like to gather around those who... are not in the best of places, I guess? They used to gather around me a lot when I was feeling rather down, though them doing so used to cheer me up since they were my friends. So, if I may, can I ask what's bothering you so much? Assuming I'm not... prying into anything to personal. I am just a stranger and... well a child after all."

As she talked, she kept track of the Ghosts-Types surrounding them, trying to see if the Misdreavus was still around.


Amelia did indeed soldier on, determined to win this game now. When she heard the cry, she was not scared in the slightest. Instead, the young girl was actually filled with joy as she recognized the cry for what it was and what it belonged to. Fighting against whatever was still tugging her leg, she threw open the window and was rewarded with the sight of a Misdreavus! On top of that, two more pokemon revealed themselves, showing them to be a Kecleon and a Sneasel, which explained why she had been unable to sense them. Amelia laughed along with the Misdreavus.
"Thank you all for the fun. It was an enjoyable game. But, I was hoping I could..." She began saying to them before sensing the ghosts upstairs moving towards her. She looked up in time to see a large group of Shuppets come into the room, letting out cries as they approached her. They swarmed around her for a few seconds before suddenly scattering, along with Misdreavus, Sneasel, and Kecleon.

She barely had time to ask herself why before the door to the classroom slammed open and she turned around to face it, actually scared by this of all things. When she spotted the man standing in front of her, she recognized him as the man who owned the house her Shuppet had called home. He didn't seem to recognize her though, which made her a little sad. Still, that was no reason for her to treat him any differently then she would any other person.
"I'm sorry if I disturbed you sir. I was chasing one of the pokemon here and it seems I ended up playing into the game it was playing with it's friends. I didn't mean to cause a ruckus." She said before looking at the ground. "Though, it seems this is the second time I've disturbed you late at night. I really am sorry about it, I didn't mean to. But, if it's not too much of a hassle, might I be able to... possible talk to you sir?"
"I will try not to overstay my welcome. Thank you for understanding." Elaranna said, giving the guard a slight bow before heading inside. Once inside, she made straight for the warden's office while staying away of the guards around her and the rest of her surroundings. Nothing seemed to be off and the guards were simply doing their job from what she could tell. When she arrived at the warden's office, she would knock on the door before waiting to be called in to enter.

"Pardon my intrusion into your office sir. My name is Elaranna and I was hoping I could ask you for some assistance. As I'm sure your time is limited, I will get straight to the point I'm looking into a prison who was said to be residing here, one Calal. They were a beggar on the streets and one of their friends is worried about their wellbeing. Do you happen to have any records on this individual?"
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