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"Months..." Potluck frowned. "I don't think we can get back there in time for something like that... Hnnn but maybe if we really booked it, we could try to stop the next one, or at least try to find you, or... something." He had no idea how distant Bahamut's world was, or if it was even on the...

"Sword..." The Lucario seemed distracted again, lost in thought. "It's not a strong chance, but perhaps between the three of us, we would be strong enough to investigate," Karat said. "Even with the energy nullification, we're still strong enough to escape. With the right preparation, at least...

"O-oh..." Potluck looked down. "Was it... following you, or something? Or maybe it was staying away because you were there, but then..." But Raven lifted his spirits a little more and Potluck nodded. "Yeah... yeah! And, you know, Bahamut, maybe one day we can be immortal together and stuff...

Shield's and Karat's expressions both darkened. "That Mewtwo is there?" Karat asked. "Sword... But--but I just saw her wandering the Guild. Nobody else sees her..." "She's probably just messing with you," Karat said. "Or maybe you're losing it." Shield glanced over the book he'd been...

"N-nu-uh!" That was a lie. "Besides, I don't get how anyone can be afraid of you. You look just like Joule! Unless maybe you keep meeting people who are nocturnal... I guess that might bother you. There was one time we were in a world that didn't like sunlight at all, so we had to wrap Joule up...

"Oh..." Potluck looked down. "Well... I haven't killed in a very long time, though. That's what the helmet is for!" He nodded. "And I haven't had to use it in a while, either. They... helped to stabilize me after, you know, I was created wrong."

Potluck seemed to enjoy the scritches, but what Bahamut was saying didn't settle the same way. "It's not really like that. I'm just... scary. It's the same reason Maple stuffs herself in that Smeargle body most of the time, you know?"

"U-um." Potluck looked down again. "...Well... Most of the time people are pretty unnerved by me and stuff. Kinda like Flesh. And, well..." He prodded at the ground with a claw. "I dunno. I guess I'm not ready." Evasive answer as usual, but it didn't look like it would do much good to press so...

"No," Potluck said. "Just that God Squad members come and go! We save some of them and let them tag along to help out, and when they eventually find a good place to stay, we can leave them behind to live peacefully in a world they can call home."

"ɿɘɟɟɘd ϱnilɘɘʇ m'I." Deoxys nodded. "Other langnuage, D," Karat said. He twitched a little, then nodded. "I'm feeling better. ...Thank you for saving me. I don't know anything." "Not everything is a business meeting, you know," Shield said, smiling a little. "...We're just winding down after...

"We do lots of good stuff!" Potluck nodded. "Before Cibus, we helped out a buncha different worlds!" His fishtail wagged again. At least he was quick to bounce back. He must get along with Owen. "Aside from Joule, I've been with Blad--Maple the longest. Mostly because I don't die."

"Well, um..." Potluck fidgeted again. His tail had stopped wagging some time ago. "It's nothing bad. Anymore. Just, you know. I was... created wrong. Or I'm not supposed to be like this. Y-you know, like your friend, Owen? Only to help me stay in control if something slips, I have the helmet. It...

"I-it's really nothing bad," Potluck said , fidgeting. It was probably something bad. "B-besides, I haven't had to put my helmet on at all! So it's fine. I don't really need to talk about it."

By a stroke of luck, he was. "Yeah, I'm here," the Lucario called back. "Why is he still a Mudkip?" asked another voice. "I thought most of them started to evolve at around the same time..." It sounded like Karat. That tingling feeling in the air was probably another indicator... Deoxys, in...

"Um, well..." Potluck glanced over at Brisa and Dave, perhaps looking for a distraction. Xerneas had already retreated into the depths of the forest. "I mean, you know. They found me and I wanted to go along! It seemed like a lot of fun!"

"Mascot?" Potluck asked, tilting his head. "I dunno. But everyone's cheerful about our bosses! They just show it in different ways! Leg likes to cuddle up with Bla--I mean, Maple when she's asleep. And Soda really respects Maple and Joule, too, you know, since he owes a lot to them and stuff...

Potluck's tail wagged a little more. "That's okay," he said, perhaps unaware. "I just wanted to hang out with you while Joule is recovering! Thanks for rescuing him, by the way... I was really worried that he'd be really badly hurt." He crawled over and sat between Raven and Bahamut.

"Good thing scales are easier to clean," Owen remarked idly, giving a wave of farewell to Bahamut as he headed into the portal. As more people shuffled out, Maple arranged for one from God Squad to remain behind to help protect Bahamut from any odd threats. Buddy system. The one who volunteered...

"Let's not bother them too much," Maple advised Vix and Puddle. "Bahamut, if you sense anything suspicious, let us know. Any sudden or odd changes beyond what we already can tell..." She nodded at him, then at Raven. "Take care. We will keep in touch."

"That assumes we can get to Eien at all," Maple hummed. "Capturing someone like Eien does not sound like an easy task. We would probably have to subdue her..." "So, a fight no matter how we look at it," Owen said, arms crossed and tail thumping on the ground. Xerneas only glared at Puddle...