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AchronumOh dear, super short post but didn't have much to add if someone else has another idea as to the wood / no one has lockpicking skills
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Kenza looked at the plate shards that Derrick had slid towards her cell, silent as her brain ran through the possibilities. "I can't think of any particular uses for the shards except as weapons," she admitted after a moment's thought.
Moving the three pieces around so that they were off the tray, Kenza motioned towards moldy wood. "This though. If we break it correctly, we can use it to function as a lockpick." Kenza paused. "This is probably a good time to say that I don't have any skills as a lockpick, so if either of you do..."
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Moving the three pieces around so that they were off the tray, Kenza motioned towards moldy wood. "This though. If we break it correctly, we can use it to function as a lockpick." Kenza paused. "This is probably a good time to say that I don't have any skills as a lockpick, so if either of you do..."
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— Outskirts of Stillwater —Seeing Ella start talking to her Pokemon, Leisy did the same, figuring that she may as well use this time to get acquainted with the Sewaddle she’d caught earlier. “C’mon out, Sewaddle!” she said, popping the Pokeball open and releasing the Grass-Bug dual. “Hey there,” Leisy said, leaning down to let the leaf-swathed caterpillar crawl onto her arm before straightening back up. “Good job earlier. I really shouldn’t have used you since you’re so new, but you handled it really well.” Leisy paused, looking the green-and-yellow Pokemon over. “What do you think about the nickname ‘Animo?’ ‘Nemo’ for short, like that movie about the lost Finneon that finds its way back to its family with the help of a goofy Luvdisc.”
The Sewaddle didn’t seem to understand the second part of the sentence, but it wiggled its back legs anyway, which Leisy took to mean that it liked the nickname. “Alright then, Nemo it is,” Leisy said with a grin, maneuvering her hand so that the Bug-type could crawl onto her shoulder before looking back at Ella. “Ella, I’ve been thinking,” Leisy said, frowning, “we both need to get stronger, so what do you think about a practice match? Nothing formal or official — just a practice bout on friendly terms aimed purely at training our Pokemon and trying new moves with them,” Leisy said, pointing to her Sewaddle with a grin. “This little guy, for one, could use some more training. He’s brave and adaptable, but I don’t feel comfortable putting him onto the field again like I did before.”
Leisy trailed off, eyes now focused on the leaf-clad Pokemon preening itself on her shoulder, mandibles clicking. The Sewaddle was busy at work, and Leisy realized that the Pokemon seemed intricate, small, fragile.
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