On the Hunt (for Items)

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Honestly, Jewl didn't even know why the Shuppet bothered too come here. Sure, it was comfortably dark and forbidding, and apparently the items were amazing if you could manage too find any, but they didn't trust their luck for these things. They just huffed and looked around, sticking low too the ground and making sure that there weren't any hostile pokemon nearby. Jewl had had enough of them in their life too last them until their true ghost-hood and beyond.

They didn't have much time too contemplate this, however, and tensed when they heard a noise. Jewl tensed, looking around with narrowed eyes "Who's there?" the Shuppet demanded, becoming half transparent, which showed off their fear more than anything else. They had just wanted too come, collect a few items for their shop, and leave! They continued too look around, trying too find the source of the noise.

Energy: 0 (Poisoned)

Watching the spider scuttle off made Raze chuckle a little, only to cough violently a few seconds later due to the poison. Though it was a ruthless battler, the Minun always liked to have a challenge. He instead settled on a simple smile or a nod; though he was way happier than this, there was only so much that his lungs could take. Why do I keep having deja vu moments? I've never felt this bad from poison before, though... he thought, gritting his teeth and struggling to breathe smoothly. The poison didn't seem to be lethal, only disorienting and very crippling. He could definitely feel that take effect as he swayed uneasily from left to right before finally collapsing onto his knees and falling onto his chest.

"Ouch, poison sucks... S-Sorry, Jewl, but I'm out." the Electric type mumbled before his vision swirled. He could barely make out the shape of Jewl's body before his vision went completely black. The only thought that remained was fear of what would happen to him while he was unconscious around them. Though Raze had a slight feeling that maybe this Shuppet was friendly, Ghost types were Ghost types. He couldn't do much but pray as his mind drifted to a flashback.