((Eh heh heh, sorry about my long absence everyone, anyways, might as well wrap up the battle! ))
Boing stood astonished as Ghast flew out of the Rhyhorn, followed by toxic chemicals erupting from all over the brute's body, topped off with a thick foam frothing from it's maw. The creature flailed madly, knocking down pillars and more walls, which in turn caused violent tremors. It was now roaring with a ferocity that Boing never saw before in any Pokémon, and it stomped with such force that Boing was actually bounced into the air. Boulders fell from the ceiling and started to roll around on the ground at dangerous speeds. A single collision would certainty crush him.
"We got to get out of here! Yep!"
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Rolace could have sworn he felt a faint tremor, perhaps from something taking place on a much lower floor.
"Well well tiny one, go ahead, pick. I don't have all day, after all...Or maybe perhaps, I do have all day. Yes, maybe..."
The shop keeper's unnerving voice made him all the more eager to get out of this area as soon as possible. He hastily picked up one of the strange berries and presented it to the Drowzee.
"Hmmmn, yes, that would be 600 poké, but since I'm feeling generous, you'll have to pay a mere 300 for it..."
Rolace pulled out 300 poké and handed it to the Drowzee cautiously.
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1200P
-300P
Remaining Poké: 900.
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"Mmmm...You're not much of a talker, aren't you. Yes, I can tell. But there's something special that I feel inclined on sharing with you..."
Rolace froze. There was hardly anything he wanted to do more then get out of this horrid place right away, and never return. But fearing he might offend the Shopkeeper, Rolace reluctantly listened to what he had to say.
"Yes, a while earlier, I spotted another member of your kind. Yes, whatever you call your second most high form, the one with the long hair and skirt. Anyways, she seemed to be in some sort of hurry, as if fleeing something. In fact, she seemed quite frantic to get away. The lass seemed to be holding some sort of odd blue instrument. In fact, her hair was blue too. Yes, there was something special about her, and I likely should have spoken up...But..."
The Drowzee paused for a moment.
" ...Well anyways, probably has nothing to do with you, but just to let you know. I can't remember when was the last time I saw another Drowzee, or even a Hypno..."
The shopkeeper then started to mutter to himself, completely enveloped within his own self-discussion.
Rolace took this as a good moment to teleport a short distance away. He was now in a large room, consisting of four individual cells broken to form a large area. The cloth had tears in it, and there were large gaps in the flooring, along with areas where the metal frame poked out. He had to move around cautiously.
Without the bizarre atmosphere of Drowzee's shop, he could sense the strange presence again, this time much stronger. He must be getting close by...
