"I dunno." I responded rather weakly, hovering away from the dojo after witnessing a fireworks display. "I think someone familiar came around." I continued, looking around to make sure my Pokes wouldn't drop anytime soon.

Thankfully, my third magnet didn't seem to be changing further, otherwise I'd be freaking out over what I'd be getting myself into. That, and I was beginning to fear a change in personality because of just one reaction. Which would unfortunately be true, depending on further circumstances.

As usual, I ended up following Spruce, trailing behind him as quite a few Pokes orbited around me. Though I'd say 'magnets', I don't think they'd be sufficient in terms of explaining the unusual phenomenon. "So. Now, you found inner peace." I chuckled a bit, scaring away a Pokemon attempting to nab my Pokes. Returning to my previous voice while I scratched my underside: "Well, more like inner power. However, we've got a hostage situation, and I think the kidnappers have waited long enough."

Ouch. My face - this rock damage hurts. "Oh, you little bastard!" I initially thought the attack was perpetrated by that damn kid. It turned out a cast shadow had thrown some rocks at me. "Wait, he's already gone. Who had the balls to do [i]that[/i]?" Oh. Spruce was probably lost again, as he continued forwards while I leered at an warehouse... either that, or a rock thrown hit his head so hard that he was concussed.

Wait, an old warehouse in this city? Something's off.