Taylor scratched the back of her head and her Lucario shrugged at the given deion. "That's probably why the black market's there," she said, remembering the white tents flapping in the wind of the desert area. If you managed to get through the blistering wind of the various sand storms that occurred three times a day, there was a chance you could find it.

"We know how to get there," she said as she bit her lip. "It may be our only chance and there's water in the desert, especially where the black market's located. It's a place where nasty, shady characters are drawn because what sane person would go there? It'd be perfect for Shadow Pokemon bartering."

Sculyr watched the exchange and the spot the Lucario had pointed out on the map. Avalia had started to describe the desert island and he cocked his head to one side; his blue eyes slowly closing. As he called up on his power, he heard Taylor mention that the Black Market was there and that it was the perfect place for Shadow Pokemon bartering. His eyes opened slowly the, revealing slowing black orbs. Reaching with only one hand, one finger lightly hovered over the spot were the Lucario's paw had been. 

With the spot of the market in his head, he turned in the general direction it was in and called up more of his power so he could see the faint, far-away auras.

What he saw was more than he could handle.

The blond haired psychic let out a grunt of pain and covered one eye with his other hand while the other eye was tightly shut. When he opened them again, his eyes were once again blue. "Black..." he muttered. "Everything was black; but darker. It is a place of evil." He turned back to the girls, suddenly realizing he was the only male in the group.

Oh well.

"See and this is why I don't go there." She folded her arms, glaring at Taylor. "I went there once and barely escaped with my life. If it had bheen a pokemon, I would have stayed, but it was something worse, something that I can't even name." she shuddered, remembering the gruesome image of the thing that had chased her out of the barren waste land. She searched through her photographic memory. "Umm... I do remember an abandoned building though, but it was abandoned, I assure you, because I stayed there while I was on the island." She failed to mention that it was only the top floor she had stayed on, but she didn't think that mattered...

((Wow, Avalia, pessimistic much?))

((bump))

Ooc; Waiting on Dodomon. ._.