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"We'll be unbeatable in no time!" Cola jumped out of Soda's fur and to the far end of the clearing. "Mellow used to live here and Bahamut used to meditate here but now it's mostly abandoned. It's perfect!" "Yeah, perfect, sure," Soda mumbled. "Damn long walk, though..." "Aw, it's not so bad."...

Buffet nodded, deciding not to bother Cynthian too much. "Oh? A few questions?" Sunny asked as a Cyndaquil popped out of her hair, having been hidden all this time.

"I believe so," Buffet said. Sunny stepped a little closer, sensing Cynthian's empty anguish. "Did... it not go well at all? Oh—I'm sorry..." "Would you like me to walk you home?" Buffet offered.

[[Hello everyone, I am at the dentist. Sending what I had last night before I passed out. This was intended for many hours ago]] "And so once again," Alexander said, "we have no headway on who wishes to vote for someone. On the day when perhaps it is the most crucial." He crossed his arms. "I...

A silent trip later, Cynthian's body felt weighted and rooted in reality once again. Buffet sighed, looking at Sunny, who had gone back to tending to the kids again. "Oh! You're back! It's been a while," Sunny said. "How are things?" "Well... unfortunately, we couldn't find what we needed, but...

Slowly, Buffet drifted back the way they came. It was a faster trip since he knew the way back properly, no wandering around the astral plane, and he glanced back uncertainly at Cynthian as he went. One of her wing-tendrils wrapped around the Roserade. "You'll get through this," he said. "You...

"It's possible. There are a lot of reasons this could happen. But that's one. Don't... You shouldn't fret over this too much, Cynthian..." Buffet had told Cynthian to prepare for the possibility that they may not be able to find her. Though, it seemed that saying she was prepared, and actually...

"I've searched all I could, Cynthian," Buffet said. "I'm not getting an answer. She must... one way or another, still be in your world, or perhaps does not want to respond. There's nothing I can do, Cynthian. It's beyond me..."

"...Sometimes," Buffet said gently, "spirits may not be available to be seen, for one reason or another. The spirit could be unwilling, or they could be somewhere else and busy with some other duty..." Buffet hummed. "Or they could still be alive, and I can't easily access the world they're in...

"We... should be..." Buffet frowned, looking around a few times, and then slowing his flight down. "...Mm... Cynthian..." He hesitated. They had been exploring for quite a while across the astral sea, and... "I don't... oh, how can I explain this..."

"Helps to trace spirits back," Buffet said. "It's a little complicated, but it does make things easier... The time of passing is also helpful. Mmm... Hmmm..." He trailed off, frowning, making a few strange turns while they were traveling. He glanced back occasionally. "Tell me more about her...

"Well..." Buffet seemed uncertain. "I'll need some time to... search... for a bit, mmm..." There was something uncertain about the way Buffet was talking. "You two are related, right? Or, have spent a lot of time together prior...?"

"...That Xerneas is very pleasant." And with that, the Charizard was up the stairs. A beat of silence followed. Chip buzzed to fill it. Then, he remarked, "Do you think Dark Matters are monogamous?" "I thought he wasn't capable of... pleasant," Lunala, Giovanni, said. "First time for...

"...I have no idea what you're talking about," Diyem said flatly, and then he started to walk toward the exit again. "Eien is in the tree and my goal is to save her, obviously. All I'm doing is performing some careful... sleuthing to make sure Xerneas is open to us entering the tree. Which...

"Don't be ridiculous," Diyem replied with a snort as he stopped by the exit, only a few steps away from the stairs up. "Xerneas needs protection and I seem to be the best candidate to take care of him. He's a lot nicer than the first impressions you had with him, you know." He scoffed, flaring...

"Very little," said Bean. "Overseers are not equipped to create more chaos than any other petty god on their own. Rogue groups, those who try to take advantage of the Overseers, they have little impact because we do not have any central leadership. It is a knowledge base that is free-flowing...

"Just like before," Sunny confirmed, and Buffet drifted to the side of the room, preparing to do the same on his own. The ritual happened again as per usual, with Sunny reaching out toward the cosmos and great ancestors to answer. And answer they did, soon with Cynthian feeling like she was...

Texts are vague, but suggest that Unown were a species that tend to reproduce in groups, but originated from Arceus specifically. Their powers scale up with how many there are and how many are coordinated, but they require a catalyst of divine power in order to do their reality-altering powers...

Thyme and Pepper have a secret hideaway in the outskirts of town. However, what Raven saw was not meant for mortal eyes. Otherwise, no suspicious activity.

Maple seems uncommitted, but says that it would be possible that she'd one day find her world. Knowing Cynthian would make matters easier. Balm seems to prefer fighting quickly, and Cepa disrupts as support over his shoulder. It's hard to tell how effective they are in combat on their own...