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Ten Substitutes lined themselves up in strange ways around one of the training rooms, each one with a head that glowed oddly. That wasn't natural. Crawling around on the ground, tail up, eyes focused, was a Charizard. His wings were folded back and his orange scales were covered in a thin layer...

"Nate can't be like you," Owen repeated, scaly brow furrowing at the phrasing. "...Can't as in, he can't afford to be like you. Is that what you mean? But the fact that somewhere inside, these feelings exist... Do you know why?"

"Nate," Owen said sharply, thumping his tail on the ground enough to shake the sand beneath the Marshtomp. "Let him speak. You only have to deal with this for a week, after all, don't you?" He and Wishkeeper turned their attention back to the inky Mudkip. "Nate doesn't seem to be externally the...

"Y-yeah..." Cal looked down. "...Well. I hope the other person you're from can find... some way to..." She sighed, shaking her head. "Well, hey! You have a family here, now. Something tells me we're gonna be a lot harder to get rid of." One of her embers shrank, like a wink.

To that, Owen frowned. "Well, if that's the case, would you be alright if I called you Nate instead?" he asked. "If you're a shadow, what are you a shadow of for Nate? It's okay; we won't be mad." He made a telling glance at the tangible Nate.

Denied, and if pressed, Kate would find that Maple warped her to the shallows of the Destiny Village rivers. Lugia seemed willing to do this, figuring that if the preferred form was one of a Lugia, then he may as well learn how to emulate one. Xernatus seemed to be in better spirits; after...

Leg followed after them without hesitation, worry in her eyes. She hopped onto Brisa's shoulders, and then her back if she ever reverted her shape. Leg murmured to herself now and then, but her words were too soft to understand. Still, it seemed like she'd been off her game to begin with; maybe...

"Maple... sacrificed a lot of power to resurrect me in a new body, and it still wouldn't bring me back to a place I'd died in. Most worlds make it pretty hard to bring someone back once they've died. Natural balance crap." He glanced back at Destiny Tower. "Even here... only large portions of...

Every time he spoke, Wishkeeper murmured something to Owen, likely the interpretation. "That's okay. What do you want me to call you for now?" he asked. "Do you know what you are?" He remembered that Dave's Shadow had an understanding of that, even if Wishkeeper's was not as thorough. Perhaps...

"Yeah..." Cal sighed. "I guess I should go and see how the other Void Eternas are doing. They're probably gonna take it pretty hard. I mean, some of them. It's, like, all our parents just have to go away, you know?" She glanced at Polaris enviously. "You're lucky in that way, huh?"

The arena was silent, even if the audience was still abuzz with activity, cheering even more than before. It didn't match what was happening in the arena, but only keen eyes would spot Ionys making subtle gestures with his claws that might have been showing the audience a different story. "An...

Owen nodded, and then Wishkeeper emerged and spiraled around Owen like a protective specter. He tried to look discrete otherwise so he didn't frighten the poor thing. "Hey," Owen said gently, taking wide steps to get out of the sand, only to sink in again when he advanced. It would have to do...

"Well," Ionys said, "it takes energy for Maple to keep me tangible, but since she doesn't really have a place she needs the energy yet, it's no big deal right now... Yeah. Still relocating to Telum. Flesh is gonna be just fine there, got some places and plans..." His voice was a little quieter...

Cal giggled. "Guess that means it's something that happens in a bunch of different worlds," she remarked, then sighed. "Well, anyway... Look, uh..." She rubbed her cheek. "I kinda just came here to see how you were doing and stuff. With only having, y'know, a week left before they go."

"S... ssss..." Leg hissed a few times, looking between them. She recognized their strength; she knew, in the end, that she would not be able to last against an onslaught while her disguise was down. She'd run out of time... And their hits, just from how hard they'd gone toward Truffle... Yes...

"You'd know more than me what doesn't add up," Owen said, "but... how about we try talking to him again? No... hitting, no trying to toughen him up yet. Just... a talk. For me, I'll try to have Wishkeeper interpret for me... Because sometimes, how you are inside can be really different from how...

"It seems that they can only barely break through that disguise!" Sprout said. "Truffle is still hanging on, but how long can it last?!" And then, swiftly while the crowd was paying attention to the battle, he spoke into his earpiece. The words were a little more hushed, but sensitive ears in...

"N-no...!" Truffle was blown back, toppling into the sand a few feet away and leaving Leg completely exposed, aside from her disguise. She stiffened up at this, but then shrank away, bracing behind her disguise. with her eyes shut. Almost blindly, she lashed out. <><><> The rest of Truffle...

"Well maybe I wanted you to hear!" Cal said, sticking out her tongue to the point where it was longer than her neck. After cracking it like a whip, she withdrew it and added, "At least you've got some career options. What're you looking for, life of peace, life of adventure? Soul searching? Must...

Flesh halted his eating--which was rare for him--to address Dave with a nod. He seemed more solemn than usual, and then went on with breaking down the tree trunk, leaves and all. "Hey," Ionys greeted back. "All things considered, you guys had a pretty solid win, eh? Only one person died, and I...