[center][h1][colour=green]Oscar Berg[/colour][/h1][/center]

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By the look on Sophia's face and her shaking head, Oscar knew that the Kommo-o had passed away. Although he never experienced death or loss like this, Oscar can only imagine that how hard it is for one to go though it, especially when one is as young as the hatchling. With some difficulty, Skoll and Nomia managed to lead the hatchling away from his mother and console him. Although it was a topic that he or anyone wanted to talk about, it was necessary to do so. He took out his last pokeball on him before he said bluntly. [colour=green]"This might be a bit wrong, depending on your perspective but it would be better for the little guy to come with one of us. I nominate myself unless someone wants him. If two or more poeple want him, we decide among ourselves in the most reasonable fashion possible."[/colour] It might have been too soon or too forthcoming but it was better to blunt in situations like this. Wasting time might have been counterproductive in helping the young pokemon.