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As the infirmary building came into view, Odette slowed to a stop behind a tree, keeping her eyes on it. With a sigh, she pushed her back against the same tree and began to rub her eyes. “I have no intention of going in, first of all,” she said. “I just said that as an out. Though I definitely...

Odette turned toward the newcomers. “Oh. Hey Gen,” she greeted. “And…?” “You know them?” Enora asked. “I’ve met Gen a few times previously. Never their friend, though.” She waved. “Hi. I’m Odette. This is Enora and Odile.” “A pleasure,” Enora greeted. Odile merely nodded in their direction...

Odette was rushing back to the infirmary—though for what reason, she was currently unsure—when she heard the distant music. It sounded like it was coming from the beach. Exchanging confused looks with Enora and Odile, she decided to take a detour and figure out where it was coming from. As a...

Odette’s brows furrowed. “You mean Wallace?” He got attacked? In broad daylight? So now the culprit was getting ballsy? Was it payback for getting Mitch back? Gods, she fucking hoped not… “Oh no…” Enora cooed softly. However, that last part did not phase her. If anything, it simply made her...

“His private quarters, huh?” Odette suddenly started to wonder where that might be. She wondered if anybody outside their group would know that. She cleared her throat at that last bit, though. Vaguely remembering how Wallace mentioned drilling the fuck out of him. She hid her sheepish...

Aside from enjoying this schooling on how Roserade worked, this was all proving extremely helpful. Much more than she anticipated, too. The medicine here was really good--enough to help her weird burn--so she would have to assume it would be useful in curing a really intense poisoning too. So...

That felt like a pretty decent exchange. Odette had almost forgotten that Roserade were partial poison types, too. Suddenly, her disappearance didn't seem like that much of a coincidence. "Deadly enough to poison a steel type, maybe," she murmured. Was it possible this culprit had means to...

Odette had fallen into her own little world. She could vaguely hear Steven dropping the ball on the fact that he’d be attacked, and everyone around him comforting him—as they should. She had half a mind to chime in, but she’d already done her part in assisting him through that. Besides, it was...

“Yep, yeah, she’s weird, heard it all before,” Odette said as she reached up to swat Odile off her head. The bat just hovered up before landing happily back on Odette again. “I’ll spare you the details, but all you need to know is that she’s—“ “̷A̵ ̵L̶E̴G̴E̵N̶D̸A̴R̵Y̵,̶ ̷B̶I̵T̶C̴H̶.̵”̴ Enora...

To: Gladion (Multiverse) Went extremely well. I have a lot to share with you but don’t want to put it in writing because I promised to keep it on the down low. But we managed something…pivotal for us. All I will tell you for now is that if your bond is strong enough, you can help her...

Odette nodded in agreement. “I’m not the jumpy type either, but this island has definitely done me in.” She made a mental note of the Salandit’s wary demeanor, but nodded toward them in greeting. “Hey,” she murmured back. She was impressed he’d even bothered to greet her, after what happened...

Odette jumped at the sound of the trainer’s voice. Lasting jitters from her rescue? Or sleepiness? Maybe. But, now she had no reason to leave. “Oh, hey,” she sputtered. She regained herself by shaking her head. “I wasn’t expecting to find anybody here.” That was only a half-lie. “I don’t mean...

Odette had never spoken to that Salandit trainer. Barely even glanced at him. She didn’t normally touch poison trainers with a 30-foot pole. But this was a special case. Nobody from their group had said a word to him, and she was aching to change that. “Do you really need to be hunting down...

Suddenly the birds and Seb were here, and it felt like too many people. But…did one of them look different? It didn’t matter. Too much happening for it to matter. “Keep your fucking voices down about it,” she snapped. “It’s a myth Jirachi informed me of that might align with what was found in...

Odette huffed again. “It’s fine. Again.” She was too tired to keep being angry. This, however, made her raise a brow. “Xavian said that? That lines up. Jirachi needed our bond to attempt the rescue, and this Golden One wants the strong ones…” And suddenly, it felt like they were getting somewhere.

Odette stiffened, and she felt her fingers curl as her anger surged. “Shush! Shut up, oh my gods!” she whisper-yelled. “Are you fucking crazy? I’m trying—“ Odette stared at him. She wasn’t sure if she’d have had any less or more of a reaction if she were in a better state, but at this moment...

A text? Truthfully, she hadn't looked at her phone since she got out to the woods. "No..." she drawled. "Didn't see any of that. I was busy." Though, she supposed if they were here talking, this would be a good opportunity to discuss what she'd found. "̸O̶f̴ ̵c̷o̴u̴r̴s̶e̷ ̶s̷h̵e̶...

Odette stumbled into the first building she came across. The lounge? She hadn't been here yet. Perfect place to not be in the infirmary. SHe could barely see straight at this point, but all she'd wanted to do was drop Mitch and Mightyena off and dip. Who would have guessed Nurse Joy would have...

Odette grasped Jirachi's paw. Not too tight, but tight enough to signify she was ready. And even a little apprehensive. As Jirachi gestured to her, Enora set her ribbon down into her free paw. They were really going to do this. It would be okay. "̷H̴E̶L̵L̶ ̷Y̸E̵A̸H̵ ̵W̵E̵'̴R̸E̶ ̵G̴O̵N̸N̶A̶...

Odette proceeded to smack Odile on the shoulder. Lightly, but it got the point across. "̵D̸a̴m̷n̸ ̸b̶i̷t̸c̴h̴,̸ ̵I̸ ̶w̸a̷s̸ ̸j̶u̷s̴t̴ ̴m̶a̷k̶i̸n̵g̷ ̶s̶u̸r̸e̷!̴ ̶A̵l̶l̶ ̴t̵h̸i̶s̶ ̷t̷a̷l̴k̷ ̸o̸f̸ ̵y̶o̶u̸ ̴g̷o̶i̷n̶g̷ ̶t̵o̴ ̵w̸h̸e̵r̵e̴ ̷t̴h̵e̶ ̵k̵i̴d̶n̶a̴p̶p̶e̸d̶ ̵t̵r̷a̵i̸n̴e̷r̸s̵ ̶a̸r̴e̶ ̶m̸a̸d̶e̷...