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“Err, not super normal, no. But Pokémon cuddle each other and their people a lot so.” If deino didn’t have pitch black scales, she would be furiously blushing. “I thought, maybe... I was raised by a hydreigon.” Sort of. Also by her dad. She didn’t like giving him too much credit for that. “She...

“Oh.” Cuicatl was also dealing with a lot back home. Except, now she had a chance to not deal with that. So she was taking it for everything it was worth. But comforting people... without her powers (or hands to make food with) she wasn’t coming up with much. Always Coco and Pixie’s approach...

"We were just... talking." Sort of. Starr didn't seem to want to talk about it. Which was fair. Cuicatl was used to that from people. From herself, sometimes. Although this particular brand of reluctance-slash-anger reminded her more of Kekoa than anyone. "About last time. But we can talk about...

Oh. Cuicatl should have been relieved. It wasn’t her fault after all. She hadn’t really screwed anything up since she got here, which was definitely an improvement over her previous “massive fuckups per two weeks” rate. Maybe she could keep her radiance in check, after all. But Starr didn’t...

“I... what? Then... why did you run away?”

Fighting 3.6: Birthright Kekoa [12:10:30] You’re woken up by an insistent chittering, punctuated by an occasional spark of electricity. What? You groggily open your eyes to see, well, nothing. There’s a weight on your chest and the angry clacking of mandibles in front of your face. Another...

Machamp (Machop, Machoke) Fortissimus quiest Overview Machamp are the fighting-type that all other fighting-types are measured against. Only the toughest of dragons can match them in raw strength. An equally small number of pokémon have a comparable drive to train. The two traits combine to...

Cuicatl heard someone approaching. She smelled vaguely like fire. Starr, then. She gracefully pulled herself up so it looked like she hadn't been sprawled out on the ground at an awkward angle. "Hi, Starr. I..." Deep breaths. This was necessary for the psyche. So that her radiance doesn't do...

Cuicatl stumbled into the crossroads. (It was the crossroads, right?) She came to a stop abruptly, tripped, and decided that it was a good time and place to take a breather. Deino were prone to moving too fast, doing too much, and wearing themselves out. She was pretty sure that Astrid had got...

"Oh. Well, if you gave it to me... Wait, psyche? Shapes it? How? That could, um, be a problem. My psyche is... I think I should be doing now." Cuicatl had a sinking feeling that this could go very, very badly. As she waddled ran off Cuicatl tried to message Astrid. If her psyche affected her...

Claiming Radiant Status for Cuicatl. EDIT: Also Boon III

Cuicatl started. Oh. Had Necrozma been able to read her thoughts, too? Could all dragons with psychic powers do that? Or did telepathy (or dark-types) work differently here? Maybe she was just being obvious to read. Anyway, smart phone! Accessible smart phone! And... now she doesn’t know what...

Marketplace. “Like a TM? I hadn’t expected them to have those here. It’s a little... behind my world in technology.” Although the badges might be smartphones, and which is something. Still haven’t figured out if there are accessibility settings that would let you use them. “And fairies are...

That implied there were downsides to being a dragon. Ice, sure. And. “Are there winters here? There weren’t where I’m from. Can’t wait to go through my first as a dragon. Can you teach me to make fire? That should help.”

“Oh, I’ve had a twin... before...” It’s fine. Cuicatl was a dragon and dragons didn’t have problems. “Hehehe, I think I’ll be fine.”

Necrozma was warm. So warm. Like napping on a stone in direct sunlight. He wasn’t always like that, right? You would have noticed. “I was raised by a hydreigon.” Sort of. She also had a (human) dad, but... There were complicated feelings there. Alice? She loved Alice. That‘s all there was to...

"Hmm. Too tall for Owen. And Diyem would speak into my mind. Because dark-type-bypassing telepathy is bullshit and also I really want it. But you do sound sort of like the... Neck...rezma? Been a while and I was distracted at the time." By having just turned into a dragon(!).

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"Are you..." Cuicatl tilted her head and tried to remember all the people she'd come across and how to identify them. 'The not-dragon? No, too warm..."

Cuicatl stumbled out onto the bluff and sat down. She was getting better at using echolocation with her new senses. She'd sort of been able to do it before, but now everything was much better. Even the whole "walking on all fours" thing was getting familiar. With a contented sigh, she lowered...