"Hm. I gueff?" Hex said, looking down at the badge in her mouth. "I mean, none of us reaffy have any.. affendages. It should work if we just touch-"
Hex's sentence was interrupted as a bright white flash filled the air, illuminating the damp, darkened cave for a brief moment. It was like a camera flash, a brief sharp explosion of light. When the light dissipated, the combee and her satchel was gone. Hex had bitten down hard on the badge in an attempt to keep it hanging loosely from her mouth, but it seemed to apparently count as being touched. Hex shut her eyes tightly upon entering.. whatever connected the badge and the guild. Maybe some sort of wormhole, or vortex, if it could teleport one pokemon to another area. Or maybe it relied on the technique of an Abra's psychic. Hex learned a bit about that kind of stuff while in the hive. She wasn't sure, but the trip was quick and it took probably less than a couple of seconds.
"Woah. That was.. wow. Hopefully Josh and Anthony make it back." She muttered to no one in particular. Nearby, Matt still had a gooey hand on the Emolga. When Hex reentered the guild, she could hear two voices talking. It was coming from the guildmaster's office. No one seemed to notice, or at least didn't want to disturb them. She slowly drifted to the door where they were talking. The voices talking to Arnold and Archie sounded rather familiar; however, she couldn't place a name on it. Maybe she had met the pokemon in Birchwood Forest, or maybe.. Hex peered through the crack in the door. Inside, there were two Beedrill confronting Archie and Arnold. One Beedrill simply had it's metal spikes lowered, with a piece of paper impaled one one. The other, however, had his drills out, pointing one at Arnold's stomach. Hex recognized him as the captain, Marcus. Archie was furious.
"-going around threatening guildmasters!" Archie yelled, attempting to scratch at the Beedrill. "If you lay a single nick on Arnold, I will tear you to shreds! I'll have you know I was an explorer back in the day!
"Really? Because we have strict orders to neutralize anyone with possession of the princess." The Beedrill snarled. His drill spun for a moment, almost touching Arnold, before he pulled it back. Archie gasped. Arnold giggled. "And according to our scouts, she was last seen in your possession. Did you kidnap her?"
The quiet Beedrill raised the paper attached to his drill. It was a very rough sketch of Hex, looking more like a deformed Bidoof than it did a Combee. "Our artists aren't the best, considering they don't have hands, but.." Marcus trailed off. "That isn't the point! Have you seen this Combee?!" He looked like he was just about ready to impale Arnold when the other Beedrill leaned in and whispered something. Marcus nodded grudgingly.
"We have better things to do with our time than interrogate some second-hand guildmaster. C'mon, Horatio. Back to the hive." Marcus flew off angrily, Horatio following. As he threw open the door, Hex backed up. Luckily, the two didn't spot her, hiding behind the door. Before it slammed shut, she watched as Arnold and Archie walked out, talking amongst each other.
"I know exactly who our culprit is, don't worry, Archie." Arnold said, rubbing his hands together. He turned to a Bidoof walking the halls. "You! HOW DARE YOU!" Arnold began to chase after the Bidoof, who was now running and screaming, while Archie attempted to calm him down. Hex breathed a sigh of relief. So far, she hadn't been figured out. Thank Arceus Combee didn't have hands. She looked at spot where Anthony and Josh should reappear.