"So tell me, what do you plan to do with the pokemon that didn't get a complete treatment?" Goh asked, dropping the sweet, interested facade and grabbing Flaunders by the collar of his shirt and effortlessly lifting the short man off the ground. "Did you stop to consider that, maybe, they didn't want to tell you people anything to prevent you from spreading unnecessary panic? Or perhaps they were still in the center to keep it contained, or provide them with care and comfort during their last hour if this 'monovirus' is deadly." She snarled, her red eyes seeming to glow with a feral bloodlust.
"Did you environmentalist idiots even consider the consequences of your actions? By destroying that pokemon center, you [tornado fang]ing MORONS sentenced who knows how many pokemon to death and let a contagious disease loose!" At this point, Platinum was starting to get noticeably excited. "Now, you have 10 seconds to start telling me about the monovirus and the REAL goals of Team Fauna, or you're going to 'play' fetch with my skarmory." As Goh said this, Platinum spread her wings, very clearly ready to take off. "And I can't guarantee you'll still be in one piece when she brings you back."