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Huh. He'd expected Koamaru to put up more resistance than that, after earlier. "Probably a good idea," he said. Xerneas was okay now, right? He'd been helpful at the meeting. No sign of wanting to coil around or corrupt anyone. He'd be fine. It was tempting to just stay here, on the sofa. But...

"Oh. Uh, you're welcome." The memory of that night going over what'd happened with Jack jabbed at his gut again. If you were going to have children trying to save the world, at least you could have some adults looking out for them. "You know you don't have to actually be there for confronting...

For a moment the Manectric looked distant and Dave started to wonder what the hell he'd said wrong, but then just as abruptly he was back to normal, grinning, in a whiplash strikingly like Jean. He raised his eyebrows. "Yeah. Ancient. I used to walk among the dinosaurs. One foot in the fucking...

"Ugh. Old enough people have stopped asking me that back home." Dave slumped against the back of the couch. "Forty since last July, whatever that even means here. So yeah, could be your fucking father. Can't exactly tell in these bodies, can you." His eyes slid back toward Koamaru. He'd done...

Reviewed chapter 46 of Salvage.

Dropping a review on chapter 46 here! And hoping you actually catch this thread up sometime. :P

Dave gave Koamaru a skeptical look. "If you say so. Personally, you know, given Diyem and Pop and so on exist, of course it helps that they seem basically well-intentioned, as far as that goes, but I feel better in a universe where there's some kind of finite maximum amount of damage that one...

"Well, in my world there's stories about supernatural beings creating the world, too. Every culture has a more batshit one than the next. That doesn't mean it's true. When there's no tangible evidence of supernatural anything, then chances are there is no supernatural anything. One would think...

Dave wasn’t sure how to feel about his world being the odd one out in not having any fucking legendary Pokémon. Was that technically some kind of evidence in favor, if every other world had them…? Christ. “Yeah, uh, personally I’m not a huge fan of divine beings keeping things in balance...

Dave raised an eyebrow. "Nope. I mean, there are people who think they exist but they're weird nuts. All the supposed evidence is pathetic, obviously fake or so vague it doesn't indicate anything at all. They're just myths. Pretty fucking insane to come here and every random conspiracy theory...

8. Who rules in your world? TQftL never brings up government, but each region has its own human government, generally just standard representative democracies similar to what we have in the modern world. Ouen has an elected parliament and president. It's a fairly utopian world with little...

Dave squinted at him. Kid was really not getting the hint that he didn't need to come, but for the moment he welcomed the transparent topic change. He wasn't going anywhere until he'd had some food, anyway. And maybe painkillers. He pushed himself to his feet, shook out his mane and jumped off...

The kid looked conflicted as hell. Dave watched him, doubtful. "Well, yeah, that's why I said I was planning to go to the Tree of Life. Is there something you're desperate to ask him? Because if there is you may just want to visit the one in the Holding Cells, and not the one who's still out...

Dave clenched his jaw. Yeah, Soda didn't trust people much, did he. Not enough to have just fucking talked about what he was up to. "Well, I don't know how much you've talked, or how that whole conversation between you went, but you didn't seem to have a lot of love for him back at the meeting...

"Well, he said one of them was at the Tree of Life. Been meaning to try to find that one, see if he'd have any more information and how easy it'd be to convince him his mind is shot without Breaker. The last one he just said was hiding and he had no idea, so dunno how easy it'd be to find that...

Dave snapped awake from where he'd dozed off on the sofa in an awkward position. He'd been trying to look up information on Substitutes, last he remembered, maybe had a couple too many beers in the process. Fuck. He shifted his aching body to be more comfortable. Didn't help the headache...

Dave is pretty unsettled by this but clings to the fact he didn't in the end. He adamantly assures Soda, again, that the one really at fault here is whatever bastard tailored his memories to whatever would make him want to do this at almost any cost, whose face he really cannot wait to kick in.

Dave returns to the holding cells the next day with more food and beer to talk to the Soda substitute again. He tries to mostly avoid the subject of the plan or Soda's memories this time; instead he gripes about people being idiots, asks about more of what the God Squad has been up to and Soda's...

Soda didn't look remotely fine. Dave exhaled slowly. "Yeah. See you tomorrow. Enjoy the rest of the food." He nudged the extra beers through the slot as well. Soda could probably use some right about now. Fuck. Tomorrow he'd just go for chitchat. <><><><><>

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