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Odette could hear the anger in Hazel's words--her own voice. Of course that would manage to shine through, even with an entirely different speech pattern. She tapped away at her phone screen, before shoving it back toward him. On instinct, she stepped in front of Hazel, as herself, protectively.

Odette felt a hand press against her neck, and it was only then that she realized just how heavy the thing really felt. Then the voice she heard was...her own. Wide-eyed, she turned her big, weighted head around to see herself, cringing as the helmet put more pressure on her neck as she moved...

[[Forgoing emotes until swap ends so nobody gets confused]] Odette could feel it. She was close. She was so close. She was within herself, and then she wasn't...and then... She felt a change. A shift. Her form felt...different. Heavier. Taller? Taller. Wait... No. This couldn't have been...

She nodded once. "Of course, I understand that," she said. No mythic or legendary was capable of everything; not even Arceus as far as she knew. "But it's worth a sh--" "̴̧͖̣͎̣̠͎̤̳̟̳͓̥̮̠́̔̊̑̎̀̾̅̋͑̚̕N̷̮̈́͂͗͒̒͒̚O̸̢̻͚͇̥͙̰͆̍̅͊̉̈́̇͆͆͘̚͜͝.̸̡̢̖̟̩͓̗̫̮̪͔̩͍̎͋̒̇̓͐"̸̢̮͔̣̝̹͉͇̙̱̟̇͝ͅͅ Odette flinched at...

Odette felt her phone buzz, and glanced down to see a text from Gladion. She looked in his direction, before stepping forward to greet Manaphy. Everyone else had seem so taken aback by its arrival, but…she supposed she was a little desensitized to the presence of legends and mythics. She turned...

Odile momentarily stopped thrashing. Being that she was covered by the jacket, nobody could see the confused face she was making. She knew she was making it though. “̸W̸h̷y̵ ̷w̴o̷u̵l̷d̷n̶’̸t̴ ̵y̸o̶u̸ ̶b̷e̵ ̵y̷o̸u̷r̷ ̷o̶w̸n̴ ̶w̴o̷m̶a̶n̵?̶ ̸D̶i̶d̵ ̷y̴o̵u̴ ̵b̵e̸l̸o̷n̶g̵ ̷t̴o̶ ̴s̸o̵m̵e̷b̶o̵d̶y̸...

“̷O̵h̵ ̶n̶o̷w̷ ̴y̵o̶u̵’̴r̷e̷ ̴d̵o̷i̶n̸g̴ ̵i̵t̶ ̶o̷n̷ ̵p̸u̵r̵p̶o̵s̶e̶ ̴b̶e̶c̴a̷u̸s̵e̷ ̴I̷ ̶m̵a̸d̷e̵ ̸y̸o̴u̷ ̷u̴p̷s̴e̷t̵.̸ ̸T̴h̸a̵t̷’̴s̸ ̸n̶i̷c̸e̷,̴”̵ Odile said in a monotone. “̵W̴h̸a̴t̶’̸s̵ ̷n̵e̴x̸t̶,̵ ̸a̸r̴e̶ ̴y̷o̵u̵ ̸g̸o̴i̶n̴g̷ ̶t̷o̵ ̵r̴e̶c̶i̷t̷e̸ ̶a̵ ̶s̷o̵n̵n̴e̸t̵ ̶t̴o̴ ̴m̵e̴?̸ ̵I̶...

[[On mobile, no emotes]] Enora, ever the polite social Butterfree, was first to turn around, eyeing Violet and this other Hazel. A lot of Hazels. But at least they were completely different species, so it would be easy to tell the two apart. “Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I am Enora, and...

"That blonde girl with the Espeon partner. Her name was Kimiko. They both seem nice and very much not shady," she replied. "And then the guy with the white-ish hair, Steven. And his Aggron. If I ever couldn't find you or Laura, I'd most likely stick around them."

"̴Y̶O̶,̷ ̶O̷D̴E̷T̵T̶E̸,̸ ̷E̷N̷O̵R̵A̷.̷ ̷W̶E̸ ̴B̷E̵A̴T̴ ̶O̸U̴R̶ ̵F̶U̴C̴K̵I̷N̶G̵ ̴R̴E̵C̷O̵R̸D̷.̷ ̷W̶H̶A̶T̴ ̴D̶O̸ ̸W̸E̵ ̵W̵I̴N̴?̵"̸ Odette forced a half-hearted laugh as scratched at her cheek. "The esteemed privilege of getting to say we might be the most unnerving trio on the island."...

She blinked a few times before stopping in her stride to eye Odile. "Oh. My bad. No, this is my Pokemon from--" As Odette spoke, Odile spun around once, immediately morphing back into her tiny bat form. "̷S̴u̵r̶p̵r̷i̸s̵e̵!̶"̸ she yelled as she gleefully flapped her wings. "̵'̶G̶o̷t̷h̷...

Well, that was convenient. Odette had simply been planning to go on a solo hunt for Celebi or Jirachi or Meloetta, but if Gladion had already seen something, who was she to pass that up? "̸S̴o̵o̸o̷o̴o̸o̶o̸o̴o̵o̶o̴o̸o̴o̸o̶o̵.̷.̸.̷w̴e̸'̶r̶e̵ ̵n̷o̴t̶ ̸l̷o̸o̴k̶i̶n̶g̷ ̴f̴o̶r̸ ̴J̸i̴r̸a̶c̷h̸i̵...

While Odile eyed Zack like he was a fresh cut of steak, Odette couldn’t help but snicker in agreement. “At times? Try always,” she said. “I suppose that comes with the territory of being an entity of immense power.” “̶I̴ ̵c̷a̴n̷’̴t̸ ̵w̷a̴i̷t̷ ̸t̶o̴ ̸f̸i̴n̴d̴ ̷J̶i̵r̸a̷c̶h̸i̴ ̸s̸o̵ ̷I̴ ̵c̶a̶n̷...

Odette crossed her arms over her chest. “She’s saved my life. More than once,” she said simply. “So no ‘props’ needed, thank you kindly.” Odile narrowed her eyes. “̷T̵h̸a̶t̶ ̸i̷s̸ ̴t̶h̶e̵ ̶t̸y̸p̷i̴n̶g̶ ̸I̵ ̵a̷m̶.̷ ̵I̸s̴ ̷t̷h̴e̸r̸e̷ ̶a̷ ̴p̴r̵o̵b̶l̸e̶m̴?̴ A̷n̸d̵ ̶h̷e̶r̵e̴ ̶I̷ ̵t̴h̴o̸u̴g̷h̶t̶...

Odette huffed, resigning herself to the fact that the rest of her trip was probably just her going to be explaining herself over and over again. She supposed it was preferable to having the whole island running from her, but running on only a few hours of sleep was making this ‘explaining’ thing...

“̵S̸u̸r̶e̶.̷ ̶I̵f̶ ̶y̴o̴u̵ ̸w̴a̴n̵t̶ ̵t̸o̷ ̸u̸s̸e̷ ̵b̷a̸b̶y̶ ̷t̸e̷r̶m̶s̴ ̵f̵o̴r̶ ̵i̶t̸.̸”̵ Odile said dismissively.

Odile snickered. “̵M̷y̴ ̷d̵e̶a̶l̸ ̶i̶s̶ ̵t̵h̸a̶t̵ ̷I̴’̸m̶ ̵a̵ ̸g̸o̴d̷ ̵a̵n̴d̴ ̶I̶ ̵c̵a̸n̶ ̴d̴o̵ ̷w̶h̶a̵t̶e̴v̴e̶r̷ ̵t̷h̶e̵ ̷a̷b̷s̷o̷l̷u̷t̷e̸ ̶f̶u̶c̸k̴ ̶I̷ ̸w̷a̶n̴t̸.̴”̷ ̷ As she spoke, she leaned back against her chair and kicked her feet up on the table as she folded her hands behind her bed...

Odette offered a half-assed smile as Enora hopped up on her chair. “Jack’s fine,” Odette said. “̴W̴h̶a̸t̴ ̵a̷b̸o̸u̸t̵ ̸J̵a̵c̴k̶a̸s̷s̵?̸”̷ Odile snickered. Enora lowered her head toward the table. “Again. Real mature.”

Odette quirked a brow at the compliment, lowering her head to hide her mouth behind her fingers. She didn’t quite know how to— “̵D̷a̶m̴n̶ ̴S̶T̵R̵A̵I̶G̴H̸T̸ ̸s̶h̴e̷’̷s̷ ̵a̴n̶ ̴e̵m̶p̵r̸e̵s̵s̸,̷”̸ ̸“̷Y̴o̶u̵ ̵d̸o̵n̵’̶t̶ ̷k̸n̴o̸w̶ ̵w̴h̷o̶ ̸t̵h̷e̴ ̴f̴u̵c̷k̶ ̸y̸o̶u̸’̶r̶e̶ ̷t̷a̵l̴k̷i̶n̶g̷ ̷t̴o̷.̵...

Odile stood up to say something, but Odette grabbed her arm and pulled her back down, effectively silencing whatever remark was brewing. “And what was there to be a hero for? What were you stopping?” she asked. “You saw something that you’d never seen before and your first instinct was to...