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Released from her dream by the giver of nightmares, Amelia was slow to wake up because she had been put into a rather deep sleep. After all, pokemon can be burned, shocked, frozen, stung, cut, punched, kicked, and possibly more while under the effects of any move that puts them to sleep and still sleep through it. So, waking up from such a move naturally definitely took a while longer then it usually would for her, though Dawkin's gentle shaking did help.

That being said, she missed a bit of what Dawkin said due to her mind still picking up speed. She managed to catch bits and pieces of it though, so the first words out of her mouth were confused.
"[color=a187be]Superpowers?... Roderic?... What do you mean Dawkin?[/color]" She asked sleepily. Even if Dawkin replied and clarified, he would get a response out of Amelia as she finally realized that Dawkin was carrying her and how he was doing so. Her eyes shock open as her face became a very, very lovely shade of red and anything she might've said got caught in her throat, her embarrassment effectively robbing her of her ability to speak.

Thankfully, it was at this time that Joshua arrived from his run through the ruins, having only stopped to get instructions from some random guy he came across (convenient, but he wasn't going to complain). Walking into the room, he spotted the Darkrai, Dawkin carrying Amelia, and the girl the random guy had brought up. He had noted the earlier shaking of the tomb and could guess the cause. Virtue must've gotten rather desperate. So, with that, he walked into the room, stopping by Dawkin and Amelia first, smirking a bit.
"[color=ed1c24]So, when's the marriage ceremony[/color]?" He asked jokingly, causing Amelia to go even redder. He swore he could see steam coming out of her ears. Chuckling, he made his way to Darkrai and eyed the pokemon before extending his hand. "[color=ed1c24]It's a pleasure to finally meet one of your kind. I've been looking for one of you for years now. I'm sorry it couldn't happen under better circumstances but for now, let's work together to help you out. I know a Cresselia is on it's way here. I'm going to defend you against it. However, more people are coming to either seal you away or to possible catch you and use you for their own means, seeing you as nothing more then a simple tool. If you get too weak in the ensuing battle, our enemies might succeed in catching you. I don't think either of us wants that. I would rather make you my own partner.

So please, stay back and rest, regain your strength and think things over. I'll work to defend you from your rival. I'll be your champion if thinking of me in such a manner will please you.[/color]"

Regardless of wether Darkrai shook his hand or not, Joshua would return to the center of the room, grabbing his pokeballs from his belt. He glanced over at Dawkin and Amelia and spoke.
"[color=ed1c24]We got a hostile Legendary pokemon heading our way. I don't think either of you can help out here, but if you can, try to help protect Darkrai. If we lose... him? Her? regardless, if Darkrai falls, we lose the entire war going on here. One the other hand, if you found something or have an idea, I'm happy to hear it. I'm not expecting an easy battle[/color]." He said. "[color=ed1c24]Oh, and please put Amelia down. If she get's any more embarrassed, she might actually pass out.[/color]"