[RP] Spiritwater – Tides of Witchcraft

[[Desolate Divine]]

Jon Drake
Heahea City
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga @SlickSlack

"No stress." Jon said as Cassandra got off the bike, "Keep me posted if anything comes up, and if you think this place is compromised, let me know and I will see about getting you transferred somewhere well equipped that is a bit safer."

Once Cassandra entered the building, Jon found his stomach grumbling. It was 2:30pm and he still hadn't eaten lunch. Putting the bike into gear, he took off, trying to find somewhere to get a meal, eventually finding a trailer selling kebabs, stopping the bike there. He ordered some food, before finding a seat on a bench nearby, digging into his late lunch.

As he did, he noticed a trainer walk past that seemed familiar, though he struggled to think of where. He hadn't battled her before, but had seen her battle. Suddenly it clicked.

"Hey, were you the one who battled Ethan Caldwell in the quarter-finals of the first High Seas Tournament?" Jon asked, "I battled him the round after..."

Dylan Squier and Abbee Strauss
Departing Memorial Hill -> Eon Squad Villa
Affected RPers: @Neo Emolga

After Jon, Cassandra and Jimmy left, Dylan called out his Flygon, which carried him back to where they were staying in the villa they had rented on the outskirts of Heahea City, as Abbee flew alongside him. When they arrived, Dylan opened the door to Abbee's room, as her current form lacked the thumbs to grip and turn the handle, as she made her way in, emerging a few minutes later in her human form, wearing some loose fitting, comfortable clothes.

"Feather." Dylan said, gesturing to her hair, which had a Decidueye feather sticking out, before she quickly removed it from her jet black hair.

"So what's the go now?" Abbee asked, "You said Jon reassigned us?"

"I asked him to." Dylan explained, "Cassandra reckons that there isn't much point in following up the name, and Jon reckons it may be a red herring, trying to throw us off, but I figure there are enough of us trying to find these curses before people get hurt, that there isn't much harm in making sure they are right. If this is a fake name, or someone else, with the information we have access to, it shouldn't be too hard to find out one way or another."

"So what next?" Abbee asked.

"I'm going to make up a list of intel I want Jon to source for us." Dylan explained, "I'm currently thinking the guestlists of all the hotels in Heahea, but I doubt it will be that easy..."

Abbee thought for a moment, humming to herself.

"I wish I had have thought of this a half hour ago..." Abbee said, "All these curses require ingredient right? I know the spell to turn me into Decidueye needs a few things, including a DNA sample, and the spell to turn me back needs water, my DNA and a nugget..."

"You think if we knew the ingredients we could track her down?" Dylan asked.

"It would narrow it down if nothing else..." Abbee said, "Think about it, it is a hybrid spell. Two spells in one. Chances are she needed reagants for both, and maybe more to bond them. If there is anything uncommon there, we can at least narrow it down, and pair that with CCTV footage, and we may be able to get a shortlist to work through..."

Abbee pulled out her phone, sending Cassandra a message, opening with her handle.

"Naomi, it's the Murkrow. We are chasing up our friend who left the gift for us back there, and figure if we knew what was used to leave it, if you catch my drift, we can narrow down who it is. Any idea what sort of items would have been required to put that together? Preferably anything less than common, that we won't find at a corner store? Also, say hi to our mutual friend for me, and let him know I miss him."

Victini had been by Abbee's side since the first summer of Eon Academy, the two meeting and bonding there. When Cassandra needed help, Abbee gave Victini her blessing to work alongside her, however she did miss having him around...

"Now we wait..."