the scars of the blacephalon's attack remain fresh. further still, legendary pokemon still appoint humans to act as their avatars, causing more alarm than awe. in the meantime, a reformed team rocket attempts to poison the ground water of hoenn's society in secretive fashions.
furthermore, odd weather patterns detected by the weather institute point to something sinister looming in the near future, while rocket receives a new boss from kanto to dictate the direction of their organization. the region of hoenn is restless. silence is not peace, but a mask for what slithers unseen.
IS THE LEAGUE'S HANDLING OF LITTLEROOT SATISFACTORY?
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it's worth keeping, and now i'm keeping my mouth shut
It was the middle of the night. Fortree City was without many lights lit. Nemo Marvray wonders into the civilization that bloomed side by side with nature with tatters in his clothes and bloody streaks that stain his arms and hands. An injured Lotad is hugged against his chest, wrapped tightly in his arms. The boy had experienced a crazy night. First, he’d accidently stayed out too long and ended up traveling in the dark for the better part of Lilycove to Fortree and he’d had a dangerous encounter with a Bewear that he had been in no way prepared for.
”Oi, hello! Anybody?” Nemo calls out, ”I’ve got this lil’ guy in need of some help…”