[RP] Spiritwater – Tides of Witchcraft

[[Desolate Divine]]

Jon Drake
En Route -> Section B, Heahea City Urgent Care Center, Heahea City
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga

Jon groaned as he made his way back to the Urgent Care Center, watching his back via Latios' sight sharing to make sure he wasn't followed. Little escaped Latios empathy sense, even invisible or camouflaged Pokemon couldn't hid their emotions from him.

He had been going slightly insane unable to investigate like he used to. Given how recognizable he was, getting to close to targets would tip off the fact that they were investigating them, so he left that to Dylan and Abbee, however couldn't stand waiting in the hotel room whilst they were out. Eventually he discussed with Steven and Cynthia about helping to investigate the sites where people had been hexed, as they all had faith that chances are, a shadowcraft user isn't going to risk being caught by returning to the scene of the crime, and if they did, Latios would be aware of it before anybody.

Whilst he wasn't a shadowcraft user himself, he was still able to help nullify the curses. The infamous cursed swimming pool, he had just returned from, though his back ached painfully. He made his way into section B, before finding Triad, Sami, and Cynthia discussing the amount of hexes they had dealt with so far.

"The cursed swimming pool has been cleansed." Jon said as he walked in, "Do you know how much salt that pool needed? We are lucky they had it on hand, seeing as it was a salt water pool, but we used probably ten years worth, before that reagent you gave me activated..."

"Any leads on where they may strike next?" Jon asked, though having asked before, not feeling optimistic. Whilst Abbee, Dylan and the rest of Jon's squad were scoping out potential sites like the swimming pool, it was guesswork more than anything. Places where lots of people will make contact, but given how many tourists were buzzing around Akala Island, it could be anywhere. Whilst Jon really wanted to have Latios with them, he knew that him being spotted would throw the investigation away at this point, so Latios needed to be with him, and right now, he was probably the best person to be going out to the sights after the fact and trying to resolve the issues there, being informed about who Triad were, but not as recognizable as Steven and Cynthia.

Abbee Strauss and Dylan Squier
Memorial Hill
@Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga (Indirectly)
Dylan stood by one of the graves on Memorial Hill, pretending to be a visitor, leaving some flowers by the grave he stood in front of, desperately hoping that nobody who actually knew the deceased would show up. There was a small handful of people visiting various graves as well, and out of the corner of his eye he tried to watch what others were doing. Meanwhile, he knew he had eyes on him, as Abbee, in the form of a Decidueye that she had taken to quite well, was perched in a nearby tree, watching over the people who entered.

Whilst Jon had listed places for the rest of his squad to investigate, Dylan was surprised when Jon told him to figure out on his own where to stake out. Having taken a day or so to think it over, Dylan decided to watch here. His reason being that not everybody who had been hexed was a tourist, and whilst Dylan knew some got caught out in tourist hotspots, such as the lifeguard at the pool that morning, some were being struck who had no reason to be near tourists. Dylan began thinking about places lots of the locals would visit, and this came to mind. He had hoped his theory was wrong, as it was disgusting to curse someone as they mourned love ones, but he had to be sure.

It had been three hours since Dylan arrived, however the sun was starting to lower in the sky and he would need time to travel if he wanted to make it back to Heahea City on foot by sunset.

He coughed violently, giving the signal to Abbee that they were leaving, before noticing a young woman leaving the rotunda nearby, that contained information about Memorial Hill, and a clipboard on a small fold-up table.

Making his way towards it, Dylan had a look at the piece of laminated paper next to the clipboard.

Save our burial site.

For generations the locals of Akala Island have buried their loved ones on memorial hill. It is the one thing that unites us, as no matter how rich or poor a person is, if they were born on Alkala, they will be buried here. Heahea City Council are currently discussing using the site as the location for a Pokemon Research Center, and have used loopholes in protocol to keep this hidden from the public, it only being made known by someone in council leaking the documents proposing it. Please sign to show your support of leaving Memorial Hill as is.

Reading this, Dylan went to grab the pen, before pulling his hand away, just missing being hit by a spectral quill, as a Abbee the Decidueye landed on the ground next to him. Realizing what was going on, Dylan slowly placed his hand near the clipboard. As he inched closer, a purple symbol began to glow to life, though he didn't touch it and activate the hex, whatever it is. One thing he did notice however was a name on the clipboard in fresh ink. The name of the woman who left before him. Possibly an alias, but even then it's a start.

Brianna Levine.

Dylan quickly pulled out his phone, calling Jon.

Jon Drake
Section B, Heahea City Urgent Care Center, Heahea City
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga

As Jon listened to what those working in the hospitals had to say, he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

Dylan Squier.

"We found something. A curse that has just been placed at memorial hill."

"I'll come straight away, and see if I can bring one of the experts..."

"We also have a name, though it may be an alias. Brianna Levine." Dylan explained.

"Well, I know a bit about aliases and a lot of the time, they tend to have some link to their original name. People tend to be a bit vain at times." Jon explained, "See you guys soon. Stay safe."

Jon hung up, before looking up to face Triad.

"Dylan and Abbee found a curse that only just got placed." Jon asked, "Can one of you be spared to come help me figure out what it is and how to get rid of it?"