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>"Well for one, you won't be running off alone like that again, do you understand?" you said it with authority in your voice.
>"Y-Yes..." she replied.
>Afterward it was silent, but the Fedoark stopped shaking and became more collected.
>You really hoped this wouldn't become a standard part of your workday routine, but with your luck, you might have to deal with the Squirtle Squad tomorrow.
>On that note, you should consider yourself lucky that you don't live in Detroit or any other gang infested city.
>God only knows how bad it is there.
>"So... what are we going to do now? Are we leaving the Lucario alone for now?" asked your colleague, breaking the silence.
>"No. It is still important to the case. We'll just change the strategy," she replied as if she woke up from a trance.
>"So what are the alternatives?" he asked.
>"If we can't come to it, we will make it come to us," she said like she solved the puzzle.
>"And how are we going to do it?" you asked.
>"Well it certainly has things about which it cares," she said.
>"Unless you know something we don't, I don't know how you'd do it," you said.
>"I did my research, as in I read the entire Bulbapedia article on it," she replied.
>"Well that's nice and all, but I don't know how it is supposed to help us with finding it," you said.
>"Will you let me finish? I'm going to play off its desire to belong or, at the very least, its curiosity," she said.
>"We're listening" said your colleague, clearly intrigued.
>"We are going to use social media and get something to go viral in this town and make it a regular thing. If the Lucario is a human turned Pokemon, it will be using technology and will most >likely end up encountering our bait on social media. If it ends up biting, it is another issue, but the alternative is to wait for another occasion and chase it again," she explained.
>"Now can you drop me off at my house? I need to think..." she requested.