Sloane Jackson & Azlan- Human & Azelf Gijinka
Slateport City, Hoenn
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga

Azlan, seeing the destruction, picked up Sloane, making sure to be careful with her and retreated with the others to a safer location. He stared on at the collapsing city with emotionless eyes, not really caring about its fate. If his experience with the house was anything to go by, everyone in the destruction would be more or less fine. They were not of his concern anyway.

Sloane tensed in Azlan's arms, her headache multiplying in pain from the mere presence of the Trick Master. The fog intensified, and it was taking every ounce of her strength to fight against it. She wouldn't succumb to it. She couldn't! Not yet! Not ever! Sloane's breathing quickly became labored and Azlan glanced down at her when he detected her body temperature rising above the safe level. Azlan barely focused on the Trick Master's words, not caring nor finding it vital to his current position. Azlan scanned the nearby area, hoping for some rawst berries, but before he could locate any, Sloane's temperature began to drop again. Azlan noticed that the Trick Master's presence had disappeared, and Sloane seemed to relax from that.

Azlan placed Sloane on the ground again when he suddenly felt a psychic message press against his conscience. His head jewel began to glow as he answered.

'Brothers! Are you there? Can either of you hear me?' It called out. Before Azlan could answer, another message came in.

<I don't think we can attack the Trick Master directly. His power is far too strong, as much as I hate to admit it, but I'm sure some of the legendaries might have powers that can undo what he created.>

Azlan frowned, not recognizing this psychic pressure. He scanned the nearby area before making eye contact with one of the Bellossom. This was the one who claimed to have contacted Lugia had it not? Maybe it was capable of psychic communication after all. Azlan nodded at the bellossom to say that he had received the message, but did not reply just yet. Returning his attention to the primary conversation, Azlan began to communicate with the other two on the end of his telepathy, unaware that Jonathan could hear it due to the psychic path being open.

'I hear you, sister. I am currently resting in what was once my cavern on Lake Acuity. Now it is a giant fruit on top of a jello mountain. Other than the displeasing change, I am in a favorable state. What about you, sister? And what of brother?'

'I am here as well, siblings. I apologize for my absence. The Trick House Lord Arthur sent me to investigate ended up being much more of a problem than any of us anticipated. I believe the Trick Master used Priestess Juma's wish granting capabilities to create this horrorland. In addition, given the psychic residue I can sense in the area, the priestess has already returned to her slumber. I am currently with a group of bellossom and a human. We are working together to possibly try and halt the Trick Master's efforts, but it will be much more difficult than I anticipated. The Trick Master is creating false legendaries, and, in my rage, I destroyed two, causing the entire destruction of what was once Slateport. I fear now that it is possible the Trick Master's life may be tied to the world, and killing him would cause the end of the world.'

'Stay strong, brother! I know you will find a solution. If you can stay determined, then your willpower will pass onto anyone you encounter, and then you will be able to achieve anything!' There was an abrupt silence from one end, causing Azlan to draw his eyebrows together in confusion. 'There is someone here. Please hang on, I will hide myself.' There is more silence for a few minutes before the voice comes back but it is not directed towards those she is communicating with. 'Wait! Stop! How did you find me? Leave me alone! I said, leave me al-' There is a loud scream on the end, causing Azlan to cover his ears out of reflex. Both Azlan and the other speaker scream 'Sister!' over the line as loud as they can manage, but there is no answer.

'Uriel, stay safe. Do not get into harms way if at all possible. Stay hidden and keep on guard. They will be coming after one of us next and I would prefer to rescue my sister rather than join her in whatever they plan to do to her.'

'Agreed. You stay safe as well, and be wary of everyone. You never know who might be in cahoots with the Trick Master.'

Azlan sat down on the cotton candy snow and put a hand to his forehead, letting out a loud sigh, the conversation as a whole taking a toll on him.