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"kazimir wynter. glad to be working with ya." conversation was a very important duty and while the pokkenger would be more than happy to help with defending these poor pokemon from any dangers a super hero does need his rest. of course that didn't mean a concerned citizen like kazimir couldn't volunteer his time to helping in his stead. besides if he were to be completely honest he thought it would look weird for a masked superhero to be fawning over the cute little coral pokemon. they were just so pink and adorable that kaz couldn't help but feel excited every time he thought about them.
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when the colony was spotted kazimir was quick to send out his dewott who dove into the sea and swam up to one of the corsola and bowed in greeting to it before doing the same to the arctovish as they swam together. "so we just need to keep them safe for a bit yeah? sounds like an easy job. afterall what kind of predator goes after these cute little things?"

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Arctovish, stupid creature as it was, seems to have no reaction to the Dewott's presence. It's large mouth gapes uselessly atop its head.[break][break]

"That's how I understood it, yes." When asked what sort of predator would target such 'cute little things', however, the scientist is quick to present an answer: "Mareanie are their natural enemies, according to my research."[break][break]

It wasn't something he'd known prior to taking on the job; he'd looked them up in the Pokedex. Back home in Galar, climate change had turned Corsola dead and white, but the branches of this colony seemed vibrant.[break][break]

"Ah, look, there's a group of them now. Does your Dewott fight?"[break][break]

He doesn't need to answer for his Arctovish: as if acting upon some instinct, the fossilized fish FREEZE DRIES the first Mareanie to get close.

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"of course he can fight. wouldn't be much of a trainer if i didn't teach them how to would i?" As the mareanie started to show up Kusanagi took to them like a torpedo as he swam up to a group of three and sliced at them with a razor shell. he was certain he cut off the tentacle of one of them as he gave chase to more as they started to flee.
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"Seems like an easy enough job huh. these things don't look all that tough." Kaz of course isn't letting his guard down as his pokemon does his best to make mincemeat out of the little poison water dwellers. "I read somewhere that corsola in galar are actually like...zombies. you think that kind of thing can happen here if we let these things get eaten? honest question."

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Gavin shrugs. It wouldn't have been the first time he met a trainer who lamented the idea of Pokemon fighting. He has no such misgivings.[break][break]

Kazimir's Pokemon seems capable, a toxic ooze seeping from the severed tentacle of a Mareanie. Confident, as well, though Gavin's attention appears to be elsewhere until there is talk of Galar. His gaze flicks from the ocean to the man.[break][break]

"It was a shift in climate that caused the extinction of Corsola in Galar." Extinction was perhaps the wrong word. Rebirth? They were hollow-eyed, no longer the vibrant water-types that swam lazily below this boat. "I've not heard of it happening to Corsola that perish through other means, but I'm no expert. It could very well be possible."[break][break]

Their Pokemon dispatch stray Mareanie with ease, but Gavin frowns as he turns back to the water and notes a mass moving toward their boat.[break][break]

"It looks as if they've rallied behind a group of Toxapex. This could actually get interesting."

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kaz nodded his head along to the explanation given to him and in his head played a cartoon of poor corsola shriveling up and becoming walking zombies along the ocean floor that sent a chill down his spine. that was one way for a pokemon to change its...everything he supposed. he really thought that some changed due to the nature of where they live and adapted how to survive by slowly changing their bodies over the course of generations. this was just much more sadder.
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"man do i feel sorry for those corsola then." he murmured out loud as he noticed the large mass heading their way, and so did Gavin who managed to name it as a Toxapex. That might be a bit more tougher than a Mareanie. "I think we can probably handle them no problem. Kusanagi let's cut 'em up!" The dewot twirled his shells in his paws with a swords dance and rushed forward with a fury cutter to slice at the arms of the larger poison types as they tried to grab at him. luckily his smaller size was able to let him slip through and cut up said arms as he did his best to keep his distance.

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Gavin offers his prehistoric companion no further direction. As such, the Arctovish continues to utilize its FREEZE DRY in combination with an occasional PROTECTIVE barrier when one of the predators swam too close.[break][break]

"Oh, don't," he advises. "Supposedly they'll curse you if you step on them."[break][break]

He doesn't know the validity of such rumours, considering he'd never had the misfortune to step on the white-branched Galarian variants, but he wasn't willing to risk his soul to check. Ghost-types were tricky like that.[break][break]

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Gavin grimaces as a volley of TOXIC SPIKES are spread through the water; some of the Corsola are caught in the trap.[break][break]

Gavin's Corviknight is heavy, its weight making the boat rock beneath them as it lands, but its STEEL-TYPE prevents it from being affected by the toxins. It beats its wings upon its trainers command, it's DEFOG clearing the surface of the water.[break][break]

"You got anything to help with poison?"[break][break]

It's no skin off his back if the Corsola are left to fend for themselves, though he assumes the research crew would be displeased.

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"wait like for real you'll be cursed?"
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kaz's question went unanswered as the boat was suddenly rocked by the large steel bird shielding them from the toxic spikes that erupted out of the water. while the corviknight was shielding them kusanagi retaliated with another razor shell to cut away at the toxapex's defenses. however he was getting swarmed by so many that he called out to the arctovish, wishing that it would do an encore of its previous attack to try and slow them down with a wild clapping of its hands.
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up above on the surface kaz watched as some of the corsola surfaced and were looking sickly, toxic spikes sticking out of their sides that caused a grimace to spread around his face. then patrick was quick to ask him if he had something that could deal with it, "uh...uh...yeah i think so. just hoped i..." pullin out a pokeball that smelled of vanilla he opened the ball to release his alcremie who let out a yawn as she stretched her whipped body as kaz knelt down and petting her soft head. "hey buttermilk, see those corsola? help them feel less sick alright?"
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with a nod the alcremie let out a sweet aroma that flew over to the corsola who's spirits were starting to feel much better thanks to the aromatherapy they were receiving. some of them even jumped back into the depths of the ocean. "there we go, that outta help them for sure!" kaz exclaimed as he leaned over the side and waved at the corsola. "yo you guys better get outta here, we're about to wrap this party up. right?" his question was pointed over to patrick as he assumed the guy had some kind of way of helping clear away the rabble their pokemon were busy fighting.

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"I can't say." Gavin shrugs. "I've never stepped on one."[break][break]

Galar was a region full of those little superstitions. He'd been raised on them, but couldn't attest to their validity.[break][break]

Though the demented fossil that was Arctovish certainly doesn't look flattered by the Dewott's applause, it obliges with another FREEZE DRY — this time aimed directly at the Mareanie threatening its fan.[break][break]

A certain fondness kindles in Gavin's gaze at the sight of an Alcremie.[break][break]

Whatever she does, it seems to help the ailing Corsola, and Gavin makes a note to ask his own about her healing capabilities. She wasn't much of a battler, but she could make for a good supporting Pokemon.[break][break]

He nods at Kazimir's question. "Yes, I think I have a plan."[break][break]

Dhelmise still makes him uneasy. The spectral anchor sinks slowly into the water as its released; at Gavin's command, it forms a dangerous WHIRLPOOL to draw in their foes. Arctovish PROTECTS the Corsola colony from its pull as it swirls violently.

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the corsola gathered behind their large fish guardian as the ghostly anchor managed to trap their foes in one giant vortex of water, seeing his chance the dewott was quick to swim forward and take down the collected group with a razor shell and sliced them to bits. however it wasn't satisfied until it knew that its foes were completely done for so it circled back with a fury cutter to make sure that any stragglers were dealt with. pretty soon they were left with nothing but bits of them floating to the surface and making kaz's stomach turn ever so slightly.
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"okaaaaay. i think that's a bit overkill, but it looks like those guys won't be bothering these corsola anytime soon. or rather can't." holding a hand over his stomach kaz waved over to his dewott who swam back up to them and jumped back into the boat and shook off the water from his fur, some of it getting on the alcremie who let out a small trill before taking some of its "hair" and leaving a drop of whipped cream on the water type' nose as a reward. "alright guys c'mon we're not done just yet. we still gotta clean up that gunk and call it in. all in all a job well done wouldn't you say?" the question was directed at Patrcik while he gave an enthusiastic thumbs up.

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