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Hi Brisa! Cal, don't bug her.

...Uh. What? Bahamut mentioned someone like this guy before... um, so, you know that the Eien we're going after isn't the same as... whatever you have at Bahamut's world, right? This dude sounds like a nut. Cal giggled. Bet he'd be great at parties. I dunno about that...

"Every world's a little different," Soda said, looking up. "I dunno what my world's one is like, if it has one, since, y'know, lockout and all that. If it doesn't, then the spirits drift in the Overworld until they find another reality to live in. Worlds that don't have an afterlife basically...

Cream nodded. "That must have been... quite the wakeup call," she said. "You know, if you'd like to talk about that . . ." The interview went on for quite a while. Occasionally they delved into chats about 'Luxray things' here and there, and at times it felt a lot like they had delved into...

Cream nodded, smiling. "That sounds like a wonderful thing to tell yourself," she said. "Perhaps something all of us can learn from time to time. Consider especially for us in Destiny Village the fact that... well, as much as we want to help others, we should also be helping ourselves when we can."

"Fuck no," Soda replied with a dismissive wave. "For one, I'm not stupid. I've run into a bunch of his kind at this point and yeah they're mostly super powerful and Creator-ly, but they've got different shades. Not gonna go off conflating one with another. I had a shit one. Pop's alright. He's...

"Don't remember," Soda said, looking off. "Decades ago. I just remember being angry and confused and scared and... I guess the details about what she said were all gone." He took a deep drink and sighed roughly. "I just remember she wasn't sorry."

"I imagine there would be many places that would be more grateful of your help," Cream said, though she said it delicately. Not like she knew the whole story, after all, and this interview was going to be part of a series of them with Team Spectrum. There was a lot to talk about. "I heard,"...

"They used Surf," Zinc said, sighing. "It's going to take a while to clean that all out from all the nooks and crannies..."

"That's awful," Cream remarked. "A thankless world like that... I do hope there's a way you can turn things around. But a society like that could take time... I can't even imagine. Does your world have any leaders that could possibly make that change? If you're so strong and so prominent... do...

"That's a very noble thing to desire if your whole job is helping," Cream said. "I see that in a lot of people in forces like the one you're part of--both as a ranger and as part of Team Spectrum. But... I need to ask, Brisket. It sounds as though back home, you don't get that same thanks...

Soda clicked his claws. "Let's say, hypothetically, Pop here is probably some cultist in the making, too. Pure evil down to his core. Even still, there's gonna be a ton of people who were raised to think that he's this chill cool dude, right? Have that repeated to you long enough and boom...

"Yeah, it's not," Soda replied, narrowing his eyes back. "Because unlike the sort of brainwashing back in a human world, this one involved an actual god. I dunno if she always believed that a little, or if maybe that Arceus decided to flip a few million neurons. But the look in her eye wasn't...

The serpentine bug-dragon's face seemed to twitch into a smile, though without any pupils it was hard to tell what she was looking at. "I mean, that's true," Owen said. "You definitely look mighty." And it also explained why her home had to be so big. Would she fit through the door anymore...

And to that, a small, yet sickened grin crossed the Zoroark's face. "You'd be surprised how far someone would want to go in the name of God... But something tells me you're real familiar with that. Who knows what got in her head? Warped her view until she was someone totally different. I'll...

"Hold still, hold still," Zinc said, getting what seemed to be a few berries. "You really did a number to the dorms, didn't you? Well, it's a good thing you guys are getting new homes."

"I'm sorry for that," Cream said, nodding as more notes were scribbled down. "It sounds like you value your work a great deal. What would you say that you value the most?" she asked.

Cream nodded, eyes attentive, and she jotted down a few notes here and there. This was largely Brisa's interview, but one note in particular seemed to catch her attention. "You work alone," she said, "but not by choice?"

"That won't be a problem," Cream said, and it looked like she was already getting her supplies ready, particularly her recording badge. She'd prompted Brisa about it prior and it being standard procedure to take notes later. "I think I have a good starter," she said. "Now, that's all set...

After the somewhat rough encounter with Toffee and the following cleanup of battle debris and the water that started the whole mess, the lounge was back in working order, and Cream wasn't any the wiser to what might have happened there. Instead, the Luxray smiled at the other. "Well, this seems...