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The hell is a Beartic. Whatever, Wes had bigger things to worry about at the moment. He managed to crack a tiny smile at her weak attempt at humor. Wes nodded to Mitch before turning back to Odette. “I guess we should go check out this creepy painting, huh?” He scanned the area, making note...

AYO HERE WE GO A) I’d like to sign up for everything!Ash, Oops all Quag, and Legendary POV! B) Available any time C) Ok with starting first!

Wes hadn’t ever been much for conversation even on a good day, and now that his stomach felt like it was tying itself into knots from anxiety, he was even less keen to chit chat. He sat in terse silence while Odette and Mitch ironed out the final details and managed only a slight nod at Steven...

Normally, Wes might have attempted to catch up with Mitch and Kimiko as they made their way to the lounge, but his mind was too scattered, his chest too tight, to say much at all. Even Neo and Novo were uncharacteristically quiet, Neo tagging alongside Olivia and Novo keeping close at Wes’...

Wes took a long sip of his coffee and grimaced. He’d never really been a fan of the stuff, and drinking a tall black coffee in the later afternoon would usually be a terrible idea, but. Well. Given the plans for the day ahead, and the ever-growing fatigue from one sleepless night after another...

…Sweet baby Arceus. Was this mon hitting on him? Wes stared for a solid five seconds, completely at a loss for words. How in the hell was he supposed to reply to that? “I…uh.” Gods, he looked like an idiot, he was sure. It didn’t help that such a question, even in a more innocent context, was...

Wes jumped at the unexpected, guttural sound, but it was the fact that he understood it that had him speechless. It took him a moment to find his voice. “You—right. Yeah. Pokémon around here can talk, I guess. Sorry, I’m…not used to it.” He glanced at Jade and Laura; neither of them seemed the...

“…right. Yeah. Sorry. I’ve just…never seen anything quite like him.” Wes sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. Had he really been that obvious? “Anyway, uh, nice to meet you, Malachai.” Novo chattered in amusement at Wes’ discomfort and turned back to Malachai. “Do not mind my trainer. He is...

Howdy hey! Okay, so, this is different from what I’m used to seeing from you (granted, almost all of that is Salvage, which is in a league of its own to begin with), but it’s not a bad different at all! This was an absolutely delightful read, had me smiling and giggling the whole time. I...

They seemed friendly enough, Wes decided. Even Novo appeared more relaxed as he chatted away with the dragon Pokémon, and Wes decided that was good enough evidence that they at least wouldn’t be becoming anyone’s afternoon snack today. “So, what sort of Pokémon is he?” he asked Laura. He kept...

Neo chirped at the greeting and rubbed against Dragon-Girl’s outstretched hand with a purr. She was friendly! She was nice! He liked this girl! She didn’t understand what he’d said, but that’s okay. He would take scratches under the chin anytime. Neo’s purr puttered out as he felt the younger...

Wes heard it before he saw it: a deep, powerful rhythm of wing beats overhead. From the sound alone, he knew it had to be something big, but even as he looked up, he wasn’t prepared for just how big this thing was. “Holy shit—” His first instinct said to grab Novo, call Neo over, and take a...

After affirming with a few strangers about where they’d last seen Sigmin, Wes made a beeline for the shop. He couldn’t be sure it was exactly where the trainer had been taken, but it was a start, at least. He walked briskly, his strides so stiff and swift that Neo and Novo had to trot to keep...

Wes sat on the floor near the back wall of the room, listening in silence. He didn’t feel up to saying much after the disaster that was his encounter with Steven, and the somber mood clearly still hung over Neo and Novo as well. Novo laid beside Wes with his head on his paws, ears drooping to...

To: Serious business anybody here have Steven’s number? I accidentally told him about Wallace and he ran off before I could talk sense into him. It’s almost nightfall and the idiot just ran out. If anybody can touch base with him and make sure he’s, y’know, alive and not kidnapped, that would...

Novo trilled out a laugh. “I am very glad he is not a flying type! He is already too much trouble. I think Wes would agree.” A steely glint entered his eyes at Aggron’s next statement. “We will find the bad guy. And when we do, I will make them wish they had stayed away.” A growl rose in his...

Wes was glad that Steven at least found Neo amusing. He sure knew how to be bratty sometimes, but he also knew how to make others laugh, and in a place like this…well, that had to count for something. He raised an eyebrow at Steven’s news. “Clink, huh? That’s that little mon that looks like a...

Wes allowed himself to relax a little. Apparently he wasn’t the only one who was bad at greeting others properly, and…somehow, that was actually a bit comforting. He moved to put Neo down so he could properly have his hands free, but the Espeon responded by digging his claws into Wes’ shoulder...

Fortunately, it didn’t take long for Neo to recover from his spell. Not that it made a huge difference for Wes, though—after Neo was done hacking up the rest of the pastry he’d apparently eaten (and the sight of half-eaten pastry was enough to spoil Wes’ appetite for quite a while), he then...

Neo continued to hack and gag under the table, to the point Wes peeked underneath it with a frown. “The hell is wrong with you, Neo?” Then he noticed the plate of bacon and pastries, and closed his eyes with a weary sigh. He glanced apologetically at Mitch and Odette. “Sorry. I think we have...