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At the mention of Yveltal, Nip perked up slightly. "Though I know little of Ho-Oh, Xerneas and Yveltal I know much more of. One of our stories claims that Yveltal, at Zygarde's request allowed Ho-Oh to escape death. Because leaving Lugia without a counterpart to balance him would have been...

"Mm." Nip shifted so that he was actually facing Celeste. "Then it's fortunate Diyem alerted everyone when he did. Perhaps, had I been able to come, we could have done something more to stop her, but..." He trailed off and decided to try changing the subject. "I... admit that I know very...

"Late morning. Maybe midday. I'm not sure." Nip sat up in his nest, looking at the recovering absol. The last couple of days had passed in a blur. Initially, he had woken up in the Guild infirmary, where he'd spent the first day of his recovery. But he had refused to spend any more time there...

Nip tried to latch on to Zane's words. He really did. Some small part of him felt like it was something he needed to hear. But it was hard to focus when everything was so bright. Ectoplasmic energy gathered around one of his arms, which he used to slash at the zangoose. Even without the protect...

He was trying to hold it together. There was no reason to get angry at Zane's words. He needed to calm down. But he couldn't. Not with Zane here. And not when he kept thinking about her. More ice formed along his arms. Without thinking, he hurled the attack forward. "I. Said. LEAVE!" And then...

Dark energy began to gather at his claws. "Don't try to make excuses! Or distractions! Just—" He stuck out an arm, pointing at the zangoose. Only then did he notice the light his body was giving off. His fur bristled as his anger gave way to alarm. The attack he'd started to channel died away...

The ice shards bounced uselessly off fo the protect shield, prompting Nip to let out a low growl. "Coward!" he hissed. "Don't just lay there and take it or hide behind some protect. Get up and fight!" More ice was forming.

We've had our betrayals, we've had our jumps into other worlds. Now it's time for evil! This corpse has all sorts of excitement. Secret agents, stick-ups, breaking and entering, and an appletun, yo! Ten authors came together to create this beautiful mess. Here they are, in alphabetical order...

"Too bad! An enemy isn't going to fight fair!" Nip shouted back. He prepared to dodge once again, but this time, Zane was ready for him. The nasty claw strike sent him tumbling backwards with a yelp. He landed on his stomach. And when he stood, two small streaks of red were beginning to mat the...

Both Nip and his clone dodged to the right, though Zane's attack still struck the Nip on the left. His hand seemed to pass through it before the solid illusion burst apart into nothingness. Nip scowled, and slung forth two more shards, aiming them at Zane's back. "Fool! Never turn your back on...

For such a big guy, he sure was cowardly. But he could think fast at least, and plan on the fly. Maybe he wasn't quite the dead weight Nip thought he was. If he wanted to hit him, he'd have to focus on making sure his strikes would hit, and the focus of honing his claws would certainly work...

"To gore me, you'd have to actually hit me." He bounced lightly from one foot to the other, waiting to see what Zane would do next. He hadn't expected him to throw the dummy. It was a dirty trick, but it was resourceful. He bounced back, barely avoiding being hit by the projectile. But he was...

He grew tense in anticipation of an oncoming attack. Instinct told Nip he should be afraid of the zangoose. After all, they were known for being vicious predators that could kill with one swipe of their claws. But as Zane charged forward with all the fury of a newborn kit, he couldn't help but...

Was he seriously going to just... stand there and stare and leave himself open? He really was an inexperienced fighter, wasn't he? Nip was quite certain any sort of sparring match would be over in an instant, with the odds in his favor. This was going to be a waste of time and energy, wasn't it...

The joke flew over Nip's head. Well, at least the zangoose was willing to admit that he was a walking disaster. Nip could respect that, even if he didn't respect Zane himself, per se. He blinked a couple of times. Zane... wanted to train. With him? Was this some sort of joke? Still, the fact of...

Nip's ear flicked at the sound of someone entering. He turned his head. It was... Zane? Great. Just. Great. "I am doing something, actually," Nip said, trying to keep his voice polite. "I am trying to prepare myself for whatever disaster is going to strike next."

Day 16, Late Morning Despite everything that had happened yesterday, here he was again, standing in the middle of the damaged dojo. After everything that had happened yesterday, he'd elected to stay out, wandering around till well after dark, returning to the dojo after most of the others had...

"You two go ahead. I'll head back later." Nip turned and headed the other way. With fresh, heavy thoughts on his mind, neither sparring nor resting sounded all that appealing right now. He needed to go elsewhere, where perhaps he could clear his mind. <><><><><><><><>

Oh Yveltal they were going to name it? But naming it would just make it harder to kill if they had to do away with it later! Whatever. He wasn't getting involved with that. "Do whatever you want. It's your Shade I guess."

At the sound of Diyem's voice reverberating in his head, Nip snapped out of his thoughts. He glanced back to the jar, addressing Owen and Dave first. "You are staying in that smaller room. Right, Dave? Probably for the best it's kept there anyways, instead of out in the open where most of us are...