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"Your brother, huh?" Nate said. "How'd you end up in that situation, huh? With him telling you what to do and all?" Rocky was shifting uncomfortably, but he perked up a little bit at Seyka's comment about legends. "Well, some legends are about people who used to be real, right? Or were supposed...

The X-Eye Cauldron was loud and boisterous today--plenty of Destiny Village had turned out to celebrate their world not getting plunged into eternal misery, and many of its residents had even participated in the final battle, in small ways or large. Drinks were discounted, and the air was filled...

Well, that... certainly was a new one. Rocky gave Nate a look of alarm, but Nate tried not to get too worked up about it. Seyka had always been kind of a weird guy. Who knew how literal he was being here? "A made-up god, huh? Is that like one of the legends here, you know, Arceus, Mew, all...

Nate blinked. Well, that was one hell of a shrug-off. "Kill someone, huh? What, are you a soldier back home or something?" He'd never really gotten a real handle on the skarmory's backstory, only the sense that it probably wasn't all that happy. So what else was new, with Team Spectrum? Still...

"That's true," Rocky said. "Who knows? Maybe the sand could even jump up and attack!" He gave it a suspicious look as though, now that he'd said it, it must be going to happen. Nate laughed. "Oh, yeah, nothing much. All that shit with the moon, I guess, and the null universe and everything...

"Of course!" Rocky said, giggling while he bounded up to the skarmory. Nate followed behind, much more slowly as always. "Hey," he said. "Been a while." It really had, hadn't it? It felt like the last time he'd seen the skarmory around was back in the nightmare forest, which... ah. Yeah. That...

"It's kind of weird that we end up on the beach all the time," Rocky said. "You never go to the beach in your world." "Yeah. I dunno. Must be a water-type thing or something." Lugia and Meringue had long since flown off to do lugia things somewhere else. More pokémon were starting to appear...

The house was quiet when Nate and Rocky returned, but Nate wasn't taking any chances. He poked his head into the bedroom, made sure to check the fridge. Inevitably Gengar was lurking around here somewhere, waiting for the worst possible moment to possible moment to pop up, but at least there...

Nate isn't sure why Diyem seems to be treating the chance to hang out in his voidlands with Toast and Inan as a threat, but does reluctantly accept that he doesn't have time for that. He thanks Diyem and heads back to his house, ignoring Rocky's pointed looks all the while. It seems as though...

Nate goes to visit Diyem. Did other-Diyem tell him about this thing with shadows being able to, like, take on a life of their own? Is that a thing that can just happen? Asking for a friend.

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"Yeah?" Nate said. He wasn't entirely sure he bought that--well, maybe the "as I'll ever be" part; knowing what Owen was going back to, and the way he sometimes clung to cheer. But who knew? Nate doubted he'd get a straight answer if there was something more going on. "That's good, then. Hope...

Rocky brightened for a moment, the end of his tail flicking. "Me, too! Cal's really nice. I'm glad I'll get to know all my siblings better." "Well, that's good," Nate said. He studied Owen for a moment, head tipped to one side. "What about you, then? Ready to go? Feeling good about it?"

"Oh, yeah?" Nate asked. "I always thought you two were pretty tight." Rocky tucked the shadow mudkip back into his bag and closed the flap over it. The sides of the bag moved fitfully for a couple seconds while the shadow settled down inside, then stilled. Rocky stood there awkwardly, unsure of...

"Ain't a dark secret so much as a stupid one," Nate said. "Diyem gets enough shit as it is. And he don't owe me jack. But sure. I'll think about it." Rocky edged a little closer to the shadow mudkip, who hadn't moved besides the tears that continued to well from beneath his eyelids. "Do you...

A troubled frown briefly passed across Nate's face. "I haven't," he said. He looked over at the shadow mudkip, who had closed his eyes, maybe trying to pretend he wasn't there now that no one was talking to him. "It's kind of seriously fucking embarrassing, you know?"

"Really?" Nate spread his hands, taking in the shadow mudkip, which had turned away from him, already knowing what was coming. "I don't want that thing, like dripping on my soul or whatever the fuck. It's disgusting. I am absolutely not touching that, much less merging with it or whatever the...

The shadow mudkip pressed himself down even further into the sand, until it looked as though he was melting into it. He shivered violently, as though even considering the question was painful. "I think... I think the only way is for me to, to, to go back to being... part of Nate." "Not...

"I don't think so. I don't really know what happens when I'm not... here."

"I... I don't know," the mudkip said, clutching miserably at the gritty sand under him. 'I've only ever been here."