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Open The Government

(Meh, it doesn't matter, Exo-Raikou.)

Abserath blinked, looking around. "I agree with whoever said we'd leave." she drawled. " The Porygon2 had come back pretty quickly... As for waking up whoever had fainted, just give them a shock. A small one, I suppose. Maybe a larger one for the Gyrados; she looks properly knocked out." The Eevee stalked over to Rage and smirked. "You hardly controlled yourself in the battle, and now you can't even rouse yourself enough to escape. Pitiful. Don't you want to wake up and kill me?" she taunted.
 
"Perhaps this may help?" offered Wilphra. Carefully, she charged the tiniest Thunder Wave, making it so weak it could barely harm a thing, much less cause paralyzis. However, it would send a quick jolt through someone, which could wake Rage up. Once this insignificant attack was reasided, Wilphra released it, jolting the Gyarados ever so slightly. She then backed away, prepared for some sort of angry roar.
 
Lotte got out of the wall, "I don't think that's a good idea." she said, then the Banette looked at Rage, she stopped looking.
 
Rage was about half-conscious now. She could hear them saying something about a small shock on her. The Gyarados prepared for the blow.
Then it hit. She shivered. Her eyes flew open. Glaring at Wilphra, she growled, "Don't you know that Gyarados are very prone to shocks?"
Then she heard Abserath's comment. "We don't need any of your snottiness if we want to escape, okay?"
 
"Sorry Abserath, but I'd have to agree," said Shousia. "Despite how Rage acts the way she does--no offense--she can be smart sometimes. And at the moment, she has a point. No offense."
 
"My apologies," Wilphra told the Gyarados in a calm tone. But it wasn't as if that was anything worth complaining about, she added silently to herself.

She then glanced around, as if wary the government robots and Pokemon would return... They needed to leave, whether they were here now or not. That was obvious and apparent.
 
Rage closed her eyes. "Thank you, Shousia. You're pretty much the only one who understands me that well." She opened her eyes and looked into the distance with an emotionless face.
 
Shousia would have blushed if he could. "Wow, really? Seriously, I was just guessing. Or maybe that's what with all people?" He was a bit confused.
 
"I haven't met many people who know me that well. None of them care about my emotions or anything." The Gyarados's gaze stayed fixed on the horizon, as if she were in a trance.
 
"Really? Gyarados are cool! I don't see why anyone would dislike them." He rested one of his hands on Rage again. "Rage... you and I have a lot in common."
 
Abserath snorted. "I thought taunting her would get her to wake up, considering she doesn't like me at all." she responded, sounding sincere for once. "It often worked before on those I battled with." The Eevee sniffed the air, looked up at the sky and growled softly. "A patrol will be coming by soon."
 
((Sorry I missed all that. I'm here now!))

Ed leaped through some tree's until he came to a small clearing. It seemed to be the aftermath of a battle. And the Pokemon down there didn't seem to be the Government's choice of Watchdog's, Electric Pokemon and Dark types.
Deciding to take a chance, the small Persian hopped down to the group of what he hoped were rebels.
 
"That's not a good way to do it," Rage said crossly. "It won't make any difference if you at least say something nice once in a while." Her stare had been taken off the horizon, and she was now looking at the air above Abserath, as if she were taller. However, she immediately averted her gaze, noticing the Persian drawing closer. She didn't know whether he was a friend or enemy, but an uncontrollable growl began to rise in her throat. She wasn't really fond of strangers.
 
Claw was hit by a falling Persian.
"Watch it, punk," he snapped, and turned toward the Gyrados. "I don't like Gyradoses. They look too much like Sevipers."
 
"That's a good idea," said Shousia. "They may not come back, but still." He followed Sunny by drifting on the wind.
 
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