"What is it?" Laguna began, instinctively reaching her arm out as Sir Hail's chains wrapped around her wrist, being wielded like a proper shield to protect his trainer.

"That." He'd guide Laguna's arm until it was pointing at a pile of floating trash. Plastic bags, water bottles, and ruined Pokemon League merchandise, but tucked in between it all floated the head of a Nihilego. It was floating there, as if watching and listening in intently.

However, upon being noticed, it suddenly ripped itself up out of the waters with an unearthly shriek. A powerful light began to build up within its glassy head, and instinctively Laguna held up Sir Hail. "Light Screen!" Both shouted at once, as the shimmering wall of force formed, protecting them from the sudden burst of light, Power Gem, that attempted to rock the two of them.

"I guess it didn't like losing in hide and seek!" Laguna quipped, and she swore she heard Sir Hail chuckle.

Ostelia was something new, and Celeste was quite enjoying the new. It was a dangerous place, to be true, but she kept to herself more often than not in this dangerous realm. Sitting atop a ruined ship out in the harbor, piled upwards, she'd sit atop a small stool and simply write down her thoughts. She couldn't easily translate the writings out of UNOVR, but that was never the intent. It was simply writing for writing's sake.

Today, I have been blessed by the ocean's breeze, even though I have never seen the ocean in my form made of flesh. But in these digital realms, this land of numbers, code, I have experienced the glory of the ocean. It is safe to say, that I enjoy it. The salty taste in the air, mixed with the rust of all the ruined vessels.

It truly is something to behold.

Today, I have continued writing my latest novel. I am inspired by my loyal companion, this Sobble, and my thoughts have simply ran wild. This concept of telling a spy thriller, within the fantasy world I have already crafted, intrigues me. I have yet to decide-

Her writing stops, hearing a sudden commotion in the distance. Combat. She supposed she should have expected this, it was a dangerous place. She folded her book back up, standing to her feet as she overlooked the edge of the ship to watch and listen into the conversation that followed.

The Trainer looked plenty capable, yet she was surprised when they didn't immediately move to bashing the transparent jellyfish's face in. What was this about befriending it? Playing hide and seek? A faint smirk had formed over Celeste's face, incredibly curious.

How intriguing.

Perhaps she should join in, a little surprise for all involved. Celeste would take a few steps forwards off the edge of the ship, like walking the plank, only to suddenly drop down and fall into the waters below to keep watching. The trainer was remarkably quick with their swimming speed, but the Nihilego was right on their tale. They'd never get a chance to put their plan into effect and hide, if they hadn't a chance to hide.

Humming in thought, and blessed with the Swimmer ability to breath beneath water, and speak just flawlessly, she placed her fingers by her lips, and suddenly whistled incredibly loudly, distracting the Nihilego, watching it twist and turn around in response to the loud noise. Only after she watched the girl vanish into the darkness, she Celeste make a large, dramatic bow and swam further downwards as well to join them.

Celeste: I was saving you. But now you have in return, saved me. So I suppose we should both be grateful.

Celeste was quiet, having no Pokemon with her to speak to, she had no reason to make a sound. She descended down to the ocean floor, watching the rage-filled Nihilego slam into the dock and watch the whole thing begin to crumble. Was this truly the Pokemon worth playing Hide and Seek with? Curiousity alone kept her here, sliding under the remains of an old broken canoe, curling up with her head barely exposed to watch the scene before it.

It was quite interesting. Most players who encountered a Pokemon seemed to simply beat it up and capture it, or just leave it completely alone. Or perhaps, just beat it up to beat it up anyways. Perhaps players here on the NA server were a bit more different than she was expecting.

She watched the Ultra Beast twist around furiously, seemingly searching for the source of the noise. Perhaps it was her turn once again to take charge of the attention, allow this Laguna person to have a moment to reposition, or perhaps escape to recuperate for a moment.

Tentacles suddenly wrapped around an oil drum, and Celeste didn't even think twice before typing another message. Poison was suddenly dripping down into the container, even as it seemed to not quite realize what it had truly found. 

Celeste: You should leave to recuperate your wounds. I'll keep it here. Are you certain I should not begin combat?

Another loud whistle suddenly sounded, and the Nihilego dropped the oil drum with a thud, immediately swimming in her direction.

How plasma does things?

Celeste couldn't help but wonder the implications of those words, even as the Nihilego bared down around her. It was ripping apart the rubbish down here, pulling apart further the rubble that fell. Luckily, a log from the dock had sunken down atop her hiding place, covering the canoe, making it all the more unlikely she was here.

Although, thinking about it, she didn't really have an easy way out, either. She was kind of stuck.

The minutes passed by as the Nihilego continued its distructive nature, ripping apart everything it can to try and find them.

Did they really expect a random trainer to not combat this obvious threat? Who were they to suggest such a feat for someone? Certainly Celeste was no random trainer, and was more than amenable enough and curious enough to see what the end goal of all of this was in the end. But even still, she was lost in her thoughts despite the violence surrounding her. Plasma? She recognized the term, likely relating to the Pokemon team and not oddly enough, the state of matter or blood plasma. Team Plasma, then? The truth was, Celeste didn't have much information on Pokemon as a whole, more willing to embrace this specific world for what it was, but she did research what Unova was supposed to be like once upon a time.

How peculiar. She'd have to ask when they returned.

So she waited, and waited, but they had yet to return, leaving her trapped in the metaphorical lion's den, waiting to be eaten as she formulated a plan to attemptto handle the Ultra Beast without volence. And sure enough, eventually the Nihilego began ripping apart her hiding place. The log was ripped in half, the canoe lifted up and then their tentacles-

Stopped?

A bright light was suddenly emanating from Celestes palm. A glowing pearl that immediately banished away the darkness, lighting up the area as if a small star had landed within her grasp. It was Her Eye. She was watching over here, even now, confirmed by the fact that the Ultra Beast was suddenly stunned, glancing down at the bright light in their hands.

"You like this?" Celeste finally spoke, even as she stood completely still beneath the waves. "I know some of your kind was carrying lights out across the sea. I figured, this was close enough, isn't it?"

The Nihilego did not respond, seemingly just staring.

Celeste was expecting a fight to break out again when they returned so shortly, but instead they retrieved a remarkably similar pearl, almost as if-Nay, they weren't there at the Abandoned Village that night. She would have remembered a woman like that. They must have had some encounter, however, right? Or did She simply hand these out, when she felt like it? This woman, Laguna, just seemed to be more and more of a mystery.

Seeing the other woman pull out her Pokeball, Celeste debated for a few moments, looking at the Nihilego. If they showed an appreciation for Her Light, then she supposed there was only more mysteries to be solved. She just quietly nodded her head, moving to catch the Pokemon as well, before finally turning towards Laguna.

She was visibly calm, even though her voice betrayed her curiosity. "Not injured, thankfully. It seems Her Eye comes in handy in more ways than one. But, now I have some questions for you. What was that about Plasm-" A small little ding sound ringed from her own UI, catching her off guard.She blinked, glancing at the small clock on her UI, and then immediately letting out a long sigh. "Excuse me, I have to head to my physical therapy now, or I'll be late. But I'll be sending you a friend request. It was nice meeting you, we shall talk soon."