@aggressivegenetics
Clemont observed as to what was happening within the lights of the room he was in,Ā āanother electrical issueā¦ā he muttered to himself. Wasting no time, he got up from his chair to check the light bulbs,Ā āthey donāt seem close to be burning out, and theyāre screwed in pretty tightly.ā He couldnāt figure out what was going on. The only times that this had happened was when a Pokemon was disrupting the electrical flow. He grabbed a flashlight that sat upon his desk, opened his door and ventured out into the rest of the tower. It was dark, but thankfully the flashlight provided some, but very little, light. āHello? Is anyone there?ā He said aloud, however, a bit intimidated He took a few steps away from the room and pointing the flashlight to various corners of the room, seeing if he could spot anything.
@inventeurelectrique
Seemingly perfect and new lights would flicker, fade as if they were old and nearing their end, or glowing so brightly one might fear an overload. It was enigmatic, that much was true. What could possibly be wrong with the electrical flow? A particularly powerful electric type? Or some weak ones nibbling on wires they shouldnāt be?
Mewtwo knew this tower, it was Lumiose Tower, in the past he had come here before going dormant, and he knew of its inhabitants. He had teleported into the main control room, the one that had access to all of the towers energy. If the servers got overloaded, itād most likely result in another city-wide blackout.
Keeping his eyes shut and a hand on the wall, Mewtwo listened closely as he heard the faint āHello? Is anyone there?ā But he did not respond audibly or telepathically. The towering feline remained where he was, which was quite the distance from Clemont, in a different room.
The lights were now flickering in a pattern, as if saying āgo this way!ā
