Lana kept close, but it seemed the fog was growing denser by the second. Had something brought this on? He'd picked a sunny day to visit, but maybe the energy on Mt. Pyre was just that weird. "Mikey?" he asked, bumping into the ghost as it stopped suddenly before looking up. The pokemon in front of him wasn't his. Instead of one, two glowing red eyes stared him down, the hands sliding out of the coffin hovering aorund him as if ready to snatch him. Ruslan trembled, his own dark eyes darting around for his partner before he let out a yelp and a subsequent laugh. The ghost...was tickling him? Unable to move away the trainer is set into a fit of giggles and snorts as the pokemon taunted him, while he slowly dropped to the ground coughing and laughing. Finally the Dusclops turned back around and found him, only to join in on the fun. After a few minutes, Ruslan found himself sputtering and coughing on the dirt while the pair of ghosts laughed at the menace they'd become together. After a moment, Mikey helped him up before pulling a stray pokeball form Lana's bag and shoving it into his trainers hand. Lana looked at it and then at the wild pokemon who gave a small thumbs up before he poked it with the pokeball. In a flash, the ghost is gone, before its let out once more. The fog subsequently seemed to lighten, revealing a path. "Should've known it was another one of you." he said to himself with a snort before the pair jogged off.
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CATCHING COFAGRIGUS


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+ sw ghost/psychic
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