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"Huh?"
Nate, surrounded by darkness, was feeling around for the visor that normally sat on his head. Well, that was his intent anyway...What he was really doing was flailing his arms, which were somehow restrained by what felt like Tauros-hide rope.
As if being unable to see was bad enough.
Whoever Nate's captor was, they seemed to be very thorough. He began speaking loudly, in an attempt to pull a voice out of the void. As he managed the words, he squirmed violently against his restraints.
"Ghetsis?..."
Nothing.
"...Aha! Colress!?"
Still, nothing.
"...Hugh, this is NOT, funny!"
No cigar.
Nate then began to think of the events that had occurred before this predicament. He and Yancy were strolling through Castelia City. They had waited on the line for Casteliacones, which is very large because Nate had been spotted buying one shortly after becoming Champion, causing the nation to fall in love with the average at best soft serve. Yancy had pointed out the fact that she normally didn't like it anyways.
He then began to entertain himself by identifying the different aromas in the space in which he was being held. It smelled of perfume to him, with a bit of incense. Wave Incense, if he remembered correctly. At least, that was what the guy in the old, knightly Plasma garb in Drifveil sold him with. Wherever he was, it seemed as safe as a guy being trapped in it could feel.
He then picked up on a familiar giggle from the corner of the room.
"Ahaha."
He began to blush in the dark. Perhaps this predicament wasn't going to be so bad after all. The new Yancy seemed very outgoing. However, he didn't quite understand the binding and the darkness thing at this point. His parents certainly didn't explain anything like this.
Yancy had released a Pokemon at this point. Litwick sat on an expensive looking saucer of some sort, revealing the girl's face and giving her hair a purplish glow. For some reason, she was wearing her sun-hat in the dark, shielding her eyes from the candle Pokemon's blaze.
To be quite honest. She looked quite creepy. Like that Shauntal person. It sent shivers down Nate's spine.
"Hey Yancy..."
"Nate, why did you tie yourself up to that grooming station?"
"I didn-...grooming station?"
"Mhmm...we need to leave soon. If Nancy finds us in here, she will be quite upset and we could get into some serious trouble."
Nancy's dressing room. That's where he was being held.
"Look, I'd love to leave with you, but I am a bit...stuck right now."
"Do you need help? Ahaha..." The girl asked. Nate didn't notice the glee in her tone.
"It appears so."
"Okay Prince Nathan, I'll rescue you!...Do ignore the tickling..."
After a few minutes, Nate realized that Yancy was taking a very long time in undoing the rope. Then it hit him.
She wasn't trying to release him at all.