Another day, another patrol. He wasn't exactly eager to get into a fight, but someone had to make sure Rockets weren't causing trouble around here. 2 routes ahead would land straight into Littleroot.

Better to cut them off before then.

But the boy walking around Route 102 with an Orbeetle floating above him didn't seem too excited about it, the frown on his face clear to see.

It wasn't that he wasn't in the right condition for it; he looked perfectly healthy, despite what rumors came out of Littleroot regarding his condition.

He just clearly didn't look like he wanted to be here - bound to this path by obligation.

He could only hope it'd be a quiet day, though he had to be ready for a fight at a moment's notice.

Uxie was situated nearby, having borrowed an Illusion from Hideo's Zorua. It was disguised as a decently-sized rock, watching what was about to unfold.

This one didn't seem to get the personality down properly, but he was still being cautious, as he should be.

But how good would that caution be once a fight occurred? Uxie knew it would happen soon, but it would merely observe for now…

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