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Odette stood up defiantly. "I just said that I was the one who told everyone," she sniffled. Odile held up her hand, silencing Odette. She kept it up for a while, her droopy-eyed gaze not wavering off of Steven. It was only when she slowly lowered her hand did she finally aim her watery eyes...

Odette hated being such a light sleeper. She hated it. The weight of slumber left her almost as quickly as it came, just at the mere sound of her partner's name. She didn't feel any less sleepy, but perhaps that sadness had gone away. All she felt in the moment was the increasing urge to punch...

It was a wonder Odette hadn't bothered to spend more time in here before. Books a plenty, calm lighting, sparse social interaction, and most of all, plenty of corners to duck into to live out an exhausted emotional episode. She'd already gone through a box of tissues. An entire box of fucking...

Fuck me I thought I was so slick. I would have gotten away with this too if it weren't for you MEDDLING KIDS :mad::mad::mad::mad::mad: (real talk why does this actually make sense??? I laughed my FUCKING ASS OFF I hate you <3 )

Hi Josh!! I am so sorry for dragging ass on this, I'm such a dumb shit sometimes--anyway, I know the Catnip signup said any special episode, but you'd mentioned in Discord that it'd be okay if I actually STARTED Journey if I wanted to, and I really wanted to because it's been on my reading list...

Odette had no real reason to not believe him. If that short display was anything, then surely it had some power on hand. She would have to take his word for it and just try to nurse herself back to a semi-decent state of mind on that alone. Maybe it was the bias of ghost types, or it was...

Also down to run again now that I’ve learned from last year (holy shit it’s already been a year since the last corpse started asdfwtfbbq)

It's fine not to be fine. Suddenly she felt like she was back in therapy for a moment. They'd said things like that before. It's okay to feel the way you feel, you went through something nobody should ever have to, you don't have to always act like you're fine... She sniffled and wiped her...

The chill that coiled through her chest wasn't the worst of it. It was what followed after that proved almost unbearable. Odette had still had flashes of that thing every once in a while. Little sparks that would make her shiver, maybe even lose her appetite. Or make her tired. But, this was...

Odile suddenly found solace staring at the floor, even while Odette and Enora exchanged wary looks. Maybe…maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Even if it was going to help get them off the island, maybe. Odile could handle her own kills; they were all in good fun. But that one thing… But it was too...

Strange. She'd have initially assumed that Marshadow would go after her and her 'mon's friendship bond, like everyone and their mothers did on this island. To meet a mythic who didn't was as refreshing as it was unnerving, solely because of the type of aura they took. Still, nothing about it...

Unease for the subject at hand aside, that was a peculiar thing to know. She’d have felt bad about how upset they sounded about it, if her head weren’t still spinning. “So then what gives you strength? From said aura?” she asked softly, despite the waver in her voice. As the child and the...

Odette couldn't help but shoot a questioning look at the girl. She had mentioned that her Ninetails could phase through walls and whatever, but what kind of aura was Marshadow talking about? Ghost type aura? In a Ninetails? Odette supposed she'd seen and heard of weirder. The small humans is...

The chill in the air felt par for the course. Her hair involuntarily stood up on end, but she felt no more ill at ease than she normally did. Training ghost types and being followed around by a literal demon made these things roll right off her back. "Well, at least we know we're in the right...

It felt weird. Knowing somebody she had spoken to just a day our two before was now gone. Though it was good to hear that a mythical stepped up and saved that kid with the Marshtomp, it didn't change the fact that they still had work to do. Still had plans to break into that damn room. Orzo was...

That was a decent point, surprisingly. A lot of the group had fraternized with the mythicals, but not all of them. Now that she was thinking about it, she had wanted to hunt down Marshadow. Maybe not just because she was biased around ghost types, but because it could possibly be helpful. “If...

"̶W̶e̴l̷l̶,̸ ̷I̵ ̷k̵n̶o̴w̸ ̵e̶x̵a̴c̶t̸l̷y̸ ̶w̷h̸e̸r̶e̵ ̴t̷h̵e̵ ̶r̴o̶o̸m̴ ̷i̵s̴,̶ ̵s̴o̶ ̴t̸h̷a̶t̴'̸s̷ ̵n̸o̶ ̵p̶r̵o̵b̸l̷e̶m̶.̷ ̵I̶'̴l̸l̸ ̸p̶e̸n̸c̶i̴l̷ ̸y̷o̵u̷ ̴i̶n̴ ̶a̸s̴ ̷'̷i̸n̶v̵i̷s̴i̵b̴l̴e̶ ̸i̸n̷t̵e̵l̵ ̴d̸i̴v̷e̴ ̵t̸e̷a̴m̴,̸'̷"̷ Odile said. "Huh. That's another thing I was talking with...

Chapter 12: Navigating the Iceberg, Part 1 Odette was quiet for the duration of the motorcycle ride over. Even when Noel would tap her on the shoulder to give her the next turn, she felt little need to give more than a grunt in response. Not that there was any use in talking over her helmet...

Odile gestured wildly at Mitch when he finished talking. "̵S̴E̷E̵,̷ ̸B̶I̷T̴C̸H̶?̶ ̴T̶H̸I̷S̷ ̵I̴S̶ ̷E̷X̴A̶C̸T̶L̴Y̵ ̸W̸H̶A̵T̶ ̴I̴ ̵W̴A̴S̶ ̶F̶U̵C̶K̷I̸N̷G̶ ̵S̶A̷Y̴I̴N̶G̵ ̷E̸A̸R̸L̸I̶E̵R̴,̵ ̵A̶N̸D̴ ̴Y̵O̷U̸ ̸W̴O̸U̸L̵D̵N̸'̴T̵-̷-̵"̷ Enora wrapped one of her ribbons around Odile's mouth. "Use your...

Odette was pleasantly surprised to see Kimiko stand up first, and it didn't take long for her to figure out why. The girl had mentioned in a text that she'd found something about the Golden King, and sure enough, got to work reading the very legend. All aspects of it sounded in line with what...