[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Spiritmon]

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Saddest music to the ocasion

Arial fall in the ground along with Gaspar turning into a violine and playing the saddest music of all times.

"...if you say so...better than nothing I guess...can you at least help to sell this Mega Stone? Since I cant sell the bird pokemon, I could at least sell that stone...this you can do right?"

Now Arial make his best cat sad eyes:

"...you know as well as I what the rules are, Arial."

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[Dear Dragonstrike, you've been involved long before my shadows have fell upon yours, and I started whispering sweet nothings in your ears. Reiner existence, this world or some variant of it , all brought into fruition because you wish to immense yourself in a reality not of your own! ]

[All I'm just doing at this point is......enlivening things for humdrum old you. Don't you agree how boring or uninteresting things would be without me, lurking in the background, and the dark corners of your mind, trying to figure out exactly what I'm up to? Hehehehe......]

A hum of approval was issued from Big Sis as you resumed the grooming, content with the simple pleasure of your figures parting her fur and scratching all the hard to reach itches. Ahh.....if only you had a brush or other hair care products, like the pompous rich trainers she's robbed or begged a meal/Item off of.....



The cat thief's smirk was erased and replaced with a look scrunched up look of befuddlement as you revealed that Clair wanted to help him in his goals to transform Blackthor,n and strip it of its hidebound traditionalism/improve it. What?  As far as he knew, that bitch would sooner pledge allegence to Pryce than ever seriously entertain the idea of abandoning her hard ass and strict adherence to the 'good old Blackthorn way' , so he must be missing some important details here.

When you trailed off at the end and refused to meet his gaze, Weavile's confusion only grew as he wonder what in the heck you were so hesitant to-

Oh.

Oh no.

Weavile's expression morphed into one of stunned disbelief, as he slowly pieced together the various details and clues he's picked up for you and you.

Clair's disappearance after THAT battle......Mew's subsequent breakdown and soon to be lose of emotion.......his partner's immense stress and guilt about both.

It was all connected.

She didn't just up and flee after getting her ass handed to her by Reiner.

She was mulched.

By Mew. Somehow, for some reason.

The pink fuzz ball couldn't handle it.

......and now Reiner has to pick up the scatter remains of both those Arceas damned messes, and still find a way to make it all work .

No wonder they're so angry, mopey, philosophical, and just plain tired and miserable , despite trying to repress it or keep a semi positive attitude around him and their Pokémon.

Just as quick as it came, the shock faded, replaced by a neutral frown on his face as he silently listened to them mourn the loss of their cousin.

Then, and only after you were finished and lapsed into silence.....

....

....

....he hugged you.

Nothing fancy, just a simple hug. To show he's there for you, and that he understands.

He couldn't claim to share the same love or compassion for Clair as his partner - he honestly didn't care for her all that much after repeatedly having his furry ass demolished and thrown back into the Ice Path for 'tresspassing' into Blackthorn - but that doesn't mean he couldn't still be their for them and give them strength.

They'll get through this together, with Kingdra, Arbok, and all the other allies they've made this past crazy week alone.

.....and then they'll get revenge on those bastards that were responsible for setting her up for death. Count on it.


































....

.......

........... . . . . Memories of dead old past, rise again. . . . . .

Flashback

"...damn them to the cold, merciless afterlife and back...they don't even know what they were messing with when they gave her Megido's Revelation...I tried to warn her...tried to save her from their folly...and it was all for nothing in the end...it's just caused more needless pain and suffering..."

. . . . .That can be arranged, my love.....

Anyone that makes you suffer......they deserve to suffer themselves.

Now.....and forever.....

....

........

.......... . .

. . . . . . . .may they be buried now, laid to rest...

...

....Hehehehe.....be careful what you wish for, little drake. You never know if it might granted. HeheheheheHA.......!

[Certainly less interesting, yes.  Quite honestly, I think things were exciting enough without you around.]

No further comments for Weavile are needed right now.




...he hadn't thought she'd been listening.

There are no mirrors in this room.  Nothing reflective she could have been using to watch.  [Though there are other ways she could be watching, of course]

And as far as he knows, she's still working on...that.

To say he hadn't at least partially meant what he said wouldn't be accurate.  However, he is rather grief stricken and emotionally overwhelmed right now as well...

"...damn it...almighty dragons above and below, no, that is not what I wish.  There's such a thing as a figure of speech, you know."

"...and I'm going to give them enough hell to pay for as it is.  You can count on that."

(...yes, if you could leave this matter to Reiner to handle for the time being, that'd probably be for the best...)





...Ridia is probably very confused about what's going on right now...

"Alright Reiner I know the rules as much you, but the rules dont say selling a Mega Stone right? The price will certainlaly drop without a the respective pokemon to train, thats why I suggest taking Pidgeot together with the Mega Stone. But a Mega Stone alone might be work? We cant sell our quota of pokemons we take, but we can sell items we found right? Thats not exatcly against the rules. And you are the only person who can avoid the merchant in killing me. Thats sounds more secure to you?"

[Lord Windos]

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[Certainly less interesting, yes.  Quite honestly, I think things were exciting enough without you around.]


No further comments for Weavile are needed right now.




...he hadn't thought she'd been listening.

There are no mirrors in this room.  Nothing reflective she could have been using to watch.  [Though there are other ways she could be watching, of course]



And as far as he knows, she's still working on...that.

To say he hadn't at least partially meant what he said wouldn't be accurate.  However, he is rather grief stricken and emotionally overwhelmed right now as well, so some of what he says should be taken with a grain of salt...

"...damn it...almighty dragons above and below, no, that is not what I wish.  There's such a thing as a figure of speech, you know."

"...and I'm going to give them enough hell to pay for as it is.  You can count on that."

(...yes, if you could leave this matter to Reiner to handle for the time being, that'd probably be for the best...)





...Ridia is probably very confused about what's going on right now...

[Oh, you say the most flattering things, puppeteer! You'd make me blush like a school girl, if that were physically possible, heheheheheHA! Though if you thought and still things are plenty thrilling ......well, I shouldn't say. It spoil the surprise, and we can't have that now!]

Unfortunately for Reiner, he was quite wrong about their being no reflective surfaces in Training Room. For one thing, several pieces of metal equipment had quite the lusterous sheen to them, so the Rebellious Goddess could have easily used them to 'watch' (Read: Spy) on her heart's desire. However, that was not the case here.

No, the answer to how she was able to fulfill her voyeuristic desire was plain as water to you.

More specifically, the still absolutely drenched and sodded battlefield (of which you were sitting near) , slicked and coated with an even layer of reflective water by the Heavy Rain, with the added addition several puddles interspersed throughout the space.

The largest and deepest of which held the image of the visage of Giratina herself, her red ring and black stare boring into you with no small amount of concern and affection.

Once your gaze was locked with hers, you felt yourself instinctively freeze as you felt the undivided attention you/she commanded from her/you, and though very faint, you could now definitely feel her characteristic influence permeating the atmosphere of the room.

That's definitely Giratina, alright, in case you didn't believe it.

Apparently she's able to multitask working on......'fixing' your dead sister and keeping a steady vigil over you. Goody?

When you were finally able to break the passive hold her presence and rescinded your previously so earnest prayer, you could see that Giratina was torn between radiant happiness (from the almighty dragons 'compliment/tribute' part) and uncertain confusion at just why you didn't desire a fate worse than death for those that almost condemned you and definitely (albeit indirectly) condemned Clair. She also received your reply, which helped clear things up a bit for her a bit judging by the way her 'experssion' smoothed out in thought.

Thick, cloying silence filled the room as the Queen of the Underworld mulled things over. . . . .

. . .
. . .
. . .until finally she inclined her toward you, the puddle rippling as the tips of her 'horns' briefly poked through the thin barrier between here and beyond.

........Though I understand not......
Why you abhor damnation of the souls......
........Of those that condemned you and your family to hellish suffering......
Untold misery and strife.....
........I will honor your desires.....and leave their fate in your hands......
To arbitrate as you may......
....
....
........Should you ever have need of me again.....
Speak my name near that which carries a mirror shine.....
Pray in earnest or in turmoil.......
I will come.
I will grant my aid.
........If its within my power and domain.
Remember that......
......My Love.

With that last line lovingly and ominously decreed by the Antimatter Goddess, she closed her eyes and her image faded away along with her presence, which was accompanied by a feeling of a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You turned to check on Ridia and Weavile to see how they reacted to her visit......

....and found the former passed out in a peaceful slumber, while the other's eyes where half lidded as he struggled to keeping himself conscious as he looked upon you with a mixed look of concern and........a knowing smirk. Looks like Giratina's presences causes those she does not wish to speak with to slumber/pass out, except those of stunning Willpower, resolve, and the Insight to recognize and resist it, which your feline partner had all three in spades. Given that Sister Fiercest wouldn't like remember anything of THAT Encounter and Weavile seemed to understand the situation as well as you do (if not arguably better), that saves you quite the bit of explaining, eh?

[Spiritmon]

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[Certainly less interesting, yes.  Quite honestly, I think things were exciting enough without you around.]


No further comments for Weavile are needed right now.




...he hadn't thought she'd been listening.

There are no mirrors in this room.  Nothing reflective she could have been using to watch.  [Though there are other ways she could be watching, of course]



And as far as he knows, she's still working on...that.

To say he hadn't at least partially meant what he said wouldn't be accurate.  However, he is rather grief stricken and emotionally overwhelmed right now as well, so some of what he says should be taken with a grain of salt...

"...damn it...almighty dragons above and below, no, that is not what I wish.  There's such a thing as a figure of speech, you know."

"...and I'm going to give them enough hell to pay for as it is.  You can count on that."

(...yes, if you could leave this matter to Reiner to handle for the time being, that'd probably be for the best...)





...Ridia is probably very confused about what's going on right now...

[Oh, you say the most flattering things, puppeteer! You'd make me blush like a school girl, if that were physically possible, heheheheheHA! Though if you thought and still things are plenty thrilling ......well, I shouldn't say. It spoil the surprise, and we can't have that now!]

Unfortunately for Reiner, he was quite wrong about their being no reflective surfaces in Training Room. For one thing, several pieces of metal equipment had quite the lusterous sheen to them, so the Rebellious Goddess could have easily used them to 'watch' (Read: Spy) on her heart's desire. However, that was not the case here.

No, the answer to how she was able to fulfill her voyeuristic desire was plain as water to you.

More specifically, the still absolutely drenched and sodded battlefield (of which you were sitting near) , slicked and coated with an even layer of reflective water by the Heavy Rain, with the added addition several puddles interspersed throughout the space.

The largest and deepest of which held the image of the visage of Giratina herself, her red ring and black stare boring into you with no small amount of concern and affection.

Once your gaze was locked with hers, you felt yourself instinctively freeze as you felt the undivided attention you/she commanded from her/you, and though very faint, you could now definitely feel her characteristic influence permeating the atmosphere of the room.

That's definitely Giratina, alright, in case you didn't believe it.

Apparently she's able to multitask working on......'fixing' your dead sister and keeping a steady vigil over you. Goody?

When you were finally able to break the passive hold her presence and rescinded your previously so earnest prayer, you could see that Giratina was torn between radiant happiness (from the almighty dragons 'compliment/tribute' part) and uncertain confusion at just why you didn't desire a fate worse than death for those that almost condemned you and definitely (albeit indirectly) condemned Clair. She also received your reply, which helped clear things up a bit for her a bit judging by the way her 'experssion' smoothed out in thought.

Thick, cloying silence filled the room as the Queen of the Underworld mulled things over. . . . .

. . .
. . .
. . .until finally she inclined her toward you, the puddle rippling as the tips of her 'horns' briefly poked through the thin barrier between here and beyond.

........Though I understand not......
Why you abhor damnation of the souls......
........Of those that condemned you and your family to hellish suffering......
Untold misery and strife.....
........I will honor your desires.....and leave their fate in your hands......
To arbitrate as you may......
....
....
........Should you ever have need of me again.....
Speak my name near that which carries a mirror shine.....
Pray in earnest or in turmoil.......
I will come.
I will grant my aid.
........If its within my power and domain.
Remember that......
......My Love.

With that last line lovingly and ominously decreed by the Antimatter Goddess, she closed her eyes and her image faded away along with her presence, which was accompanied by a feeling of a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You turned to check on Ridia and Weavile to see how they reacted to her visit......

....and found the former passed out in a peaceful slumber, while the other's eyes where half lidded as he struggled to keeping himself conscious as he looked upon you with a mixed look of concern and........a knowing smirk. Looks like Giratina's presences causes those she does not wish to speak with to slumber/pass out, except those of stunning Willpower, resolve, and the Insight to recognize and resist it, which your feline partner had all three in spades. Given that Sister Fiercest wouldn't like remember anything of THAT Encounter and Weavile seemed to understand the situation as well as you do (if not arguably better), that saves you quite the bit of explaining, eh?

[...When Arial say Reiner is popular with the woman, he wasn't so far from the truth as we could see now. Is Arial see that same vision Lord Windos?]

[Lord Windos]

[...When Arial say Reiner is popular with the woman, he wasn't so far from the truth as we could see now. Is Arial see that same vision Lord Windos?]

[Seeing as you were not in the same room as him during THAT conversation, and you would have be KOed by her aura and remember nothing of that meeting even if you were, I would say no.]

[Spiritmon]

[...When Arial say Reiner is popular with the woman, he wasn't so far from the truth as we could see now. Is Arial see that same vision Lord Windos?]

[Seeing as you were not in the same room as him during THAT conversation, and you would have be KOed by her aura and remember nothing of that meeting even if you were, I would say no.]

[Sorry for bothering...I lost the track of time in posts.]

[Dragonstrike]

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"Alright Reiner I know the rules as much you, but the rules dont say selling a Mega Stone right? The price will certainlaly drop without a the respective pokemon to train, thats why I suggest taking Pidgeot together with the Mega Stone. But a Mega Stone alone might be work? We cant sell our quota of pokemons we take, but we can sell items we found right? Thats not exatcly against the rules. And you are the only person who can avoid the merchant in killing me. Thats sounds more secure to you?"

"No, because selling the Mega Stone devalues the pokemon as well.  The pidgey line isn't exactly ever going to be in high demand by itself."

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[Oh, you say the most flattering things, puppeteer! You'd make me blush like a school girl, if that were physically possible, heheheheheHA! Though if you thought and still things are plenty thrilling ......well, I shouldn't say. It spoil the surprise, and we can't have that now!]

Unfortunately for Reiner, he was quite wrong about their being no reflective surfaces in Training Room. For one thing, several pieces of metal equipment had quite the lusterous sheen to them, so the Rebellious Goddess could have easily used them to 'watch' (Read: Spy) on her heart's desire. However, that was not the case here.

No, the answer to how she was able to fulfill her voyeuristic desire was plain as water to you.

More specifically, the still absolutely drenched and sodded battlefield (of which you were sitting near) , slicked and coated with an even layer of reflective water by the Heavy Rain, with the added addition several puddles interspersed throughout the space.

The largest and deepest of which held the image of the visage of Giratina herself, her red ring and black stare boring into you with no small amount of concern and affection.

Once your gaze was locked with hers, you felt yourself instinctively freeze as you felt the undivided attention you/she commanded from her/you, and though very faint, you could now definitely feel her characteristic influence permeating the atmosphere of the room.

That's definitely Giratina, alright, in case you didn't believe it.

Apparently she's able to multitask working on......'fixing' your dead sister and keeping a steady vigil over you. Goody?

When you were finally able to break the passive hold her presence and rescinded your previously so earnest prayer, you could see that Giratina was torn between radiant happiness (from the almighty dragons 'compliment/tribute' part) and uncertain confusion at just why you didn't desire a fate worse than death for those that almost condemned you and definitely (albeit indirectly) condemned Clair. She also received your reply, which helped clear things up a bit for her a bit judging by the way her 'experssion' smoothed out in thought.

Thick, cloying silence filled the room as the Queen of the Underworld mulled things over. . . . .

. . .
. . .
. . .until finally she inclined her toward you, the puddle rippling as the tips of her 'horns' briefly poked through the thin barrier between here and beyond.

........Though I understand not......
Why you abhor damnation of the souls......
........Of those that condemned you and your family to hellish suffering......
Untold misery and strife.....
........I will honor your desires.....and leave their fate in your hands......
To arbitrate as you may......
....
....
........Should you ever have need of me again.....
Speak my name near that which carries a mirror shine.....
Pray in earnest or in turmoil.......
I will come.
I will grant my aid.
........If its within my power and domain.
Remember that......
......My Love.

With that last line lovingly and ominously decreed by the Antimatter Goddess, she closed her eyes and her image faded away along with her presence, which was accompanied by a feeling of a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You turned to check on Ridia and Weavile to see how they reacted to her visit......

....and found the former passed out in a peaceful slumber, while the other's eyes where half lidded as he struggled to keeping himself conscious as he looked upon you with a mixed look of concern and........a knowing smirk. Looks like Giratina's presences causes those she does not wish to speak with to slumber/pass out, except those of stunning Willpower, resolve, and the Insight to recognize and resist it, which your feline partner had all three in spades. Given that Sister Fiercest wouldn't like remember anything of THAT Encounter and Weavile seemed to understand the situation as well as you do (if not arguably better), that saves you quite the bit of explaining, eh?

Reiner's turn to look a little confused. Weavile has some explaining to do.

"...what in Lugia's draconic name is going on with you today, Weavile?  First the dice, then you've been looking at the ceiling for who knows what reason, and now...this."

[Spiritmon]

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"Alright Reiner I know the rules as much you, but the rules dont say selling a Mega Stone right? The price will certainlaly drop without a the respective pokemon to train, thats why I suggest taking Pidgeot together with the Mega Stone. But a Mega Stone alone might be work? We cant sell our quota of pokemons we take, but we can sell items we found right? Thats not exatcly against the rules. And you are the only person who can avoid the merchant in killing me. Thats sounds more secure to you?"

"No, because selling the Mega Stone devalues the pokemon as well.  The pidgey line isn't exactly ever going to be in high demand by itself."

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[Oh, you say the most flattering things, puppeteer! You'd make me blush like a school girl, if that were physically possible, heheheheheHA! Though if you thought and still things are plenty thrilling ......well, I shouldn't say. It spoil the surprise, and we can't have that now!]

Unfortunately for Reiner, he was quite wrong about their being no reflective surfaces in Training Room. For one thing, several pieces of metal equipment had quite the lusterous sheen to them, so the Rebellious Goddess could have easily used them to 'watch' (Read: Spy) on her heart's desire. However, that was not the case here.

No, the answer to how she was able to fulfill her voyeuristic desire was plain as water to you.

More specifically, the still absolutely drenched and sodded battlefield (of which you were sitting near) , slicked and coated with an even layer of reflective water by the Heavy Rain, with the added addition several puddles interspersed throughout the space.

The largest and deepest of which held the image of the visage of Giratina herself, her red ring and black stare boring into you with no small amount of concern and affection.

Once your gaze was locked with hers, you felt yourself instinctively freeze as you felt the undivided attention you/she commanded from her/you, and though very faint, you could now definitely feel her characteristic influence permeating the atmosphere of the room.

That's definitely Giratina, alright, in case you didn't believe it.

Apparently she's able to multitask working on......'fixing' your dead sister and keeping a steady vigil over you. Goody?

When you were finally able to break the passive hold her presence and rescinded your previously so earnest prayer, you could see that Giratina was torn between radiant happiness (from the almighty dragons 'compliment/tribute' part) and uncertain confusion at just why you didn't desire a fate worse than death for those that almost condemned you and definitely (albeit indirectly) condemned Clair. She also received your reply, which helped clear things up a bit for her a bit judging by the way her 'experssion' smoothed out in thought.

Thick, cloying silence filled the room as the Queen of the Underworld mulled things over. . . . .

. . .
. . .
. . .until finally she inclined her toward you, the puddle rippling as the tips of her 'horns' briefly poked through the thin barrier between here and beyond.

........Though I understand not......
Why you abhor damnation of the souls......
........Of those that condemned you and your family to hellish suffering......
Untold misery and strife.....
........I will honor your desires.....and leave their fate in your hands......
To arbitrate as you may......
....
....
........Should you ever have need of me again.....
Speak my name near that which carries a mirror shine.....
Pray in earnest or in turmoil.......
I will come.
I will grant my aid.
........If its within my power and domain.
Remember that......
......My Love.

With that last line lovingly and ominously decreed by the Antimatter Goddess, she closed her eyes and her image faded away along with her presence, which was accompanied by a feeling of a great weight has been lifted off your shoulders. You turned to check on Ridia and Weavile to see how they reacted to her visit......

....and found the former passed out in a peaceful slumber, while the other's eyes where half lidded as he struggled to keeping himself conscious as he looked upon you with a mixed look of concern and........a knowing smirk. Looks like Giratina's presences causes those she does not wish to speak with to slumber/pass out, except those of stunning Willpower, resolve, and the Insight to recognize and resist it, which your feline partner had all three in spades. Given that Sister Fiercest wouldn't like remember anything of THAT Encounter and Weavile seemed to understand the situation as well as you do (if not arguably better), that saves you quite the bit of explaining, eh?

Reiner's turn to look a little confused.  Weavile has some explaining to do.

"...what in Lugia's draconic name is going on with you today, Weavile?  First the dice, then you've been looking at the ceiling for who knows what reason, and now...this."

"Then what I can do with that stone? I dont desire to raise a Pidgeot myself so that stone is useless to me, and where else I will be able to sell that stone? In a jewely? The merchant is the first place who comes in mind unless you know somewere who I can sell that thing."

[Dragonstrike]

"Then what I can do with that stone? I dont desire to raise a Pidgeot myself so that stone is useless to me, and where else I will be able to sell that stone? In a jewely? The merchant is the first place who comes in mind unless you know somewere who I can sell that thing."

"If we're not using it, it'll likely be going on sale in our market.  The Executives aren't going to tolerate losing such a valuable item to a rival market unless there's a very good reason for it.  It may be useless to you, but it is not useless to your superiors."

[Lord Windos]

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Reiner's turn to look a little confused.  Weavile has some explaining to do.

"...what in Lugia's draconic name is going on with you today, Weavile?  First the dice, then you've been looking at the ceiling for who knows what reason, and now...this."

[Ah....no witty comeback for me? That's fine, that's fine. We'll have plenty to chat about in due time, puppeteer, hehehehe. Ila-liqaa .....]

It takes awhile for the cool cat to fully shake off his forcibly induced drowsiness to give you a proper answer, but when he does his answer was simply makes the gesture of hearing/seeing 'something', then points towards the ceiling which was followed by miming the gesture of dice being rolled, people talking, things being written, before finishing shrugging his shoulders with indifference.

Reiner's Comprehension: Insight + Knowledge + Empathy = 16D6 Dice; 6 Success needed to fully understand the gist of what he's trying to convey.
(1)(1)(6)(3)(6)(3)(3)(6)(1)(5)(3)(2)(2)(3)(4)(1) 3 Successes


You uncertain of what he's trying to tell you, besides the fact that he's been 'experiencing' things he today that even he doesn't have the foggiest clue about, but just rolls with it instead of worrying. Not much to go on, but its definitely enough to know something weird is going on......

[Spiritmon]

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"Then what I can do with that stone? I dont desire to raise a Pidgeot myself so that stone is useless to me, and where else I will be able to sell that stone? In a jewely? The merchant is the first place who comes in mind unless you know somewere who I can sell that thing."

"If we're not using it, it'll likely be going on sale in our market.  The Executives aren't going to tolerate losing such a valuable item to a rival market unless there's a very good reason for it.  It may be useless to you, but it is not useless to your superiors."

"If I recall, none of our superiors have a Pidgeot as a member of their teams. *Sigh* You are not helping me much here Reiner. If you expect me to somehow make 5000 pokedollars appear on my hands, think again. Our situation its already complicated: After that explosion of Z-moves you make this morning in your previous battle, the alert level of Celadon in this moment will be big. Yeah, Riza tell me about the explosion you are doing before you ask. And the Officer I knock out to easy your escape might raise the alert too. If we do anything suspicious, the police gonna hunt our asses, and worse, our superiors gonna be displeased. I like to have my skin thank you. So robbering its not exatcly a option here. I prefer sell this Mega Stone and have enough money to buy some items. How about this reason: "Necessity of buying healing items for possible deadly mission on the nuclear factory filled with deadly nuclear pokemon capable of faint any other pokemon who is not Steel or Nuclear and corrupt any other pokemon? Oh there is a Super Killing Machine Pokemon who power rival or even exceed the power of might legendary pokemon and my Bodyguard Arial CopyCat dont have enough funds to buy the necessary items of his pokemons." Is this enough reason Reiner or I need a better reason to NOT die?"