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[Dizzy? Why is he feeling dizzy? Miror B. is never dizzy. He pushes against the ground -- sand... What happened? Greevil, that bastard, must have sicced the Team Snagem goons on him... how'd they manage to Sleep Powder him, though? They probably stole his Pokemon, too, and... Oh, wait. No. He's in Unova. How silly.

He stands up, teetering for a moment. So clumsy! Not being at all elegant right now. He silently chides himself and lifts a hand to brush sand from his shoulder when he finally realizes what has happened.]

NO! Oh, oh -- What is this! What am I! [He spins in a tight circle, looking down at his ridiculous stubby hands. He reaches up and tugs down his ears, glaring at them in front of his face.] A wretched little Spinda! Who -- ! [He kicks angrily at the sand.] No, no, this will not do! I will not allow this! Where are my -- Ah. [On the ground beside him, being slowly covered in sand -- his Pokeballs and Xtransceiver. He gathers all the Pokeballs into a pile and frowns.] Right. This is a perfectly horrible situation, my lovelies; but at least you are not stolen again.

[Very clumsily, he picks up the Xtransceiver. He manages to turn it on and navigates awkwardly to the audio broadcasting option. Don't want to go over the network as a Spinda, after all. Audio will do just fine for now.]

Emmet! Resix! [He pauses, and adds as an afterthought:] Paprika! Where are you? Report to me immediately! Oh, and Demyx, if you get this, I just want you to know that I am oh-so-disappointed in your lack of attendance; I do hope you've been productive or I might have to question your usefulness. [He pauses again. Was that everything? It was enough for now, he supposes. He shuts off the transmission and drops the Xtransceiver onto the pile of Pokeballs.

He sits down in the sand and folds his arms, sitting in silence for a few moments. Grumbling, he reaches over and drags the Xtransceiver to his lap, then fumbles with it until he gets some music playing. Whatever is he going to do? He's never been a Pokemon before. Why is he a Pokemon! Was it that stone's fault? Oooh, he'd been so close to snatching the thing! That would have been a real victory. And now he is set back once again. Who could you even threaten or coerce to get turned back into a human? He's at a loss.]

second flight - audio

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[Action]
[yes this is another post because iris needs it]

[At this point, the Xtransiever is flicked on - by the crew following. Archeops and Bagon.]
[Audio]
...Well, I've been training since I became a human. And because I grew up like I did, I knew about the Challenge first-hand - so I knew we had to train extra hard. If I didn't, it'd be like handing over the world to the man with the legendary!!
The man with the legendary - right. Is he here?
No. I haven't seen him, and I'm glad.
[A long pause, as Iris ponders something.]
...You know... I didn't listen to my Pokemon back then. We didn't have time, after all. A trainer could roll up with a Joltik or a Tynamo or a Blitzle, and then I'd have to say goodbye to everybody. It always hurts to say goodbye to a friend...
[There's a silence between the two parties. Swoobat then speaks, quietly.]
...You won't need to say goodbye again, Miss Iris. I promise you.
[More silence. Up in the air, Iris is clinging to Swoobat a bit, as they continue to soar across the skies. Iris then started to speak again, clearly trying to hold back the tears.]
You know? This world is a lot safer then home. But I've still failed Skyla - I promised her I'd fix her, n-no matter what. A-and now I c-can't...
[And now crying. She can't hold it back. She's just so... so scared. But then she gulps, and stops herself from crying.]
Listen, Swoobat. While we're flying... can we fly around the region? I wanna see the differences in this universe.
...Sure, Miss Iris! Sure!

((OOC: Purple is Swoobat, btw. She'll pretty much be up in the air for the whole event.))