"that" she leaves in the air briefly, turning back to the tablet "is what I came here to figure out." there surely had to be some sort of clue. a tribe of people did not just vanish out of thin air without one or two.

Siobhan supposes various clans of dragon tamers could be descendants. Blackthorn City had the Dragon's Den, another place of worship and training. could the people from Blackthorn be surviving members? if so, what happened to make them survive?

did Kyogre and Groudon's battle make them flee Hoenn in the past...

or where they watching everything and everyone from the shadows?

"the events of this region make me believe they are not active" Siobhan begins again "if they were, they could have summoned Rayquaza to assist us humans."

"do you believe that is what caused her death?"

Siobhan hadn't seen Bailey Cooper's body. she had read reports by Rocket, but if she could examine the fallen champion - perhaps another conclusion could be reached. it was worrisome for the Avatars - was fatality the price for power?

"I wonder if the other Avatars are affected, or if it was just Groudon's manic energy?" Kyogre was another affected by Primal... but their Avatar... she did not know. "I would like to believe it was an isolated incident."

but hope was hardly ever a result. she passed a glance over the fossil bird as it assaulted the Bulbasaur - and the grass type effectively captured. she did not raise a hand to attack the Bounsweet, conserving her Pokeballs for later.

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she was silent for a moment, content to listen and walk until he directed his last comments on her. Siobhan did not so much as blink but stroll by him, echoing her words back to him. "I am not weak" she says with some conviction "so do not mistake."

Siobhan may be a novice compared to him, but she did not think herself weak. perhaps physically, yes, but she had potential. everyone did in their small little ways. but she would rather prove it to her Pokémon than Remiel.

but hadn't he said she had the potential to grow? once again, she was blurring thoughts and words past. "I aspire to be respected" the folklorist says "I don't need to be liked." a gentle huff escapes her lips.

if she had to wrestle her own dragons, so be it. popularity was never in her cards. "and what about you?" she directs at him "surely you've gotten mostly everything you wanted? politics and money aside, you have grown here."

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Hoenn was a beacon for meteorite activity. it triggered the arrival of many events, so cutting off the head of the snake would be beneficial. especially if they found any of the space rocks. taking them back to HQ for the scientists to study could prove an advancement ahead of the League.

she does not answer him at first, her eyes focusing on a Bulbasaur that tottered by. Siobhan paused before relenting; she was not going to bother capturing it. the Kanto starter was safe from her Pokeballs. "a bit" she admits "Xerneas is being sought." this was common knowledge. so - considering this...

she kept her theories to herself. for now. she needed more intel before telling Remiel Calcifet anything. "the previous champion was an Avatar for Groudon, correct?" Siobhan wondered if Remiel had ever fought Bailey Cooper.

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"no."

she briefly shakes her head, blue locks twisting about. as a newly minted dragon trainer, Siobhan had much to learn about tending to the species. she was more involved with ghosts and fairies over the years, save for her Corviknight. she had rescued him from the Glimwood as a Rookidee who fell in the forest. lost and alone. she nursed him back to health.

her Dreepy would chase after the ghostly tea cup with the eagerness of a child above their heads. she would wonder if Remiel was talking about her - for she was proving too stubborn to prune and clip to his liking. she waits for Remiel to explain, her interest piqued along the way. dragons were pseudo-legendries, thought to be mythical Pokémon.

until a Dratini colony were discovered in Kanto ages ago.

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"Pichu are very versatile Pokémon" she compliments "and grow on the affection they are shown. it is fascinating that yours has not evolved yet" Siobhan raises a hand to her chin, staring openly at Adontis "the color of the coat, the sheen... Adontis is obviously cared for." maybe it was a personal choice.

she could not judge too harshly. "Rayquaza is a Sky God" Siobhan adds "it lives in the ozone layer above us, rarely coming down unless in times of great peril for Hoenn" there had been documented sightings but she doubted some of them "the Sky Pillar in Hoenn is said to be the Draconid people's summoning altar for the God."

Siobhan pauses to allow Amor Rose some absorption. "there is a connection between space and sky, and meteorites in Hoenn. when Groudon and Kyogre fought at the Falls in the past, it is said they were awakened by falling space rocks." so perhaps, just perhaps, it was a triggering event.

"I suppose the emergence of Avatars is an interesting read" she would reply, gesturing to one of the books. Rocket had such a small witness account on them, with the author of the book in the library deceased "demi-gods in the modern world."

each event seemed to have a new Avatar awakened. she wondered if violence and chaos took awakening a human's powers. "but that spans more than one book - you simply must follow up with the Legendary Pokémon lore to truly understand."

why were some picked. why some weren't. why some died. why did some live. "oh?" Siobhan gazes at CIAN MAHER more closely "were you witness to the event? if so, I should like to hear about it."

she grins almost mischievously. "I lack faith in humanity, Remiel" Siobhan would correct the administrator "it is nothing personal against you." if they were indeed to reach an understanding, the other Galarian needed to know that. prove me wrong is what she said to all of human kind prove to me that you are worthy. humans destroyed, wrecked and killed.

Pokémon were easier to understand. they did not typically do anything vile unless directed by humans. and while Siobhan was no saint herself, being indebted to both Rocket and this man, and questionable at times... she believed in the purity of nature and Pokémon. who said she had to be stark raving mad to be in Rocket? no one. she was here to advance herself.

"I did" she agrees quietly, plucking a withered leaf from the branch expertly. pulling it toward her, she examined it before tossing it to the ground. the leaf drifted slowly to the submarine's floor "every being has a reason for existing" Siobhan adds "and I've found the Glimwood to be a singular unit. it works in tantum with all kinds of personalities, goals..."

she smiles faintly. "but if you treat something right, it will open itself to you" and the same could be said of humans "building trust is like that too." she adds with a point.

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"I am used to insulting others quite easily" she gives him, tilting her head at the man. her Clear Bell replica tingles in response to her sudden movement "frankly, you are puzzling" she also gives him this, bluntly but strangely not unkindly. it is merely a fact "no matter how many times I bite, you take it with stride."

she glances away as they begin to walk, her Dreepy following them faithfully like a good little ghost. "and I would assume - due to politics - you'd rather have a much friendlier relationship with someone in your free time" Siobhan points this out idly "I am the first to admit; I am not easy to get along with." she knew this. it would be vain to assume she was charismatic.

the woman reaches out above her head, touching the leaves of one tree gently. "oh? I find they have their own personalities and histories." and so much more to tell humanity.

she huffs, snorting with amusement. "you seem quite eager for the presence of someone who rebuffed you before" Siobhan points out gently, trying to gauge if he was insulted by her previous actions "I assumed you'd rather me leave, and find better company?" more willing company. was that a tease? it was difficult to tell with her.

Lich, meanwhile, swirled around the tea cup and began to chat quietly to it. 

"I suppose I am curious" Siobhan relents, moving a bit closer "how you Rockets have a whole biodome hidden under the water" pocketing the velvet satchel, she would gesture for him to lead the way. "you like plants?" she would ask him, sparing a glance his way. she had a passing interest in the cultural affects of some plant life.

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"is that so?"

her eyes go from Remiel to the teacup ghost, offering it a smile. a hand raised as if to touch the Pokémon but thought better of it; she lowered it slowly and almost regretfully. her eyes stray back to the Galarian prince.

"you will have to at least share with me some care routines for Lich" Siobhan adds in, walking slowly toward the man and stands off to his side "he is not a species I am familiar with." ghosts all had their special little routines.

but dragons were new to her. she was much more versed in fairy-types. "I also acquired a Dratini" she says "and I hope to train her soon as well." it was apparent talking about Pokémon was an easier subject for the woman.

but Poe would always be her go-to with flight. "I admit I did not know anyone would be here" she fiddles with a small velvet pouch she had brought along as well "I can leave, if you like."

the concept of a courtyard underwater was too good to pass up. she would roam HQ until she found it, pushing open the door to the location with withheld eagerness. strolling forward, she would glance this way and that. with her this fine night was her new Dreepy, a gift from another Rocket.

Siobhan wanted to inspect her spectral ghost away from prying eyes. she had seen them before in Galar, but never owned one. she was fascinated with the way it lived and evolved - through the concept of teamwork. something she would never truly understand with people, but more with Pokémon. but ah, someone was already here.

"Remiel" she says to the man, greeting him neutrally.

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the shrieking grounded avian caused her to sharply look up before the crunching of brush caused her to look back down. Remiel's Pokémon, she assumed correctly. "yes" she would get down to business immediately, inwardly amused at his choice of attire. her outfit consisted of the usual casual summer clothing, though swapping boots for heels "what are we searching for specifically?"

she needed to know what to look for, after all. Siobhan would pull out a small notebook and pen, beginning to write down their surroundings. the date. the time. the usual. documentation was required in such situations. she would glance expertly up, jumping over overgrown root systems to continue along the path if they began to walk.

she would also take a backseat to Remiel's lead, content to let him take it. this was his excursion after all.