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Owen seemed to be unconscious, his body bumping and twitching in subtle ways as whatever was looming over him did its work. Now that Vix ad Puddle were closer, they heard strange, growling noises from some tiny thing. Dark tendrils poked and prodded at Owen, and there were subtle, ethereal...

"There are two different networks that we operate under," Reshiram explained. "The civilian network and the military network. You, God Squad, and high-rank Guild members around the world are part of the military network, or have access to it. The network operates under a completely different...

"Organization was called PPMG. Peaceful Preventative Measures Guild. In other words, our job was to get into organizations before they could get off the ground, sabotage them from the inside, and demoralize any efforts to cause trouble before it actually happened. Thankless, shadowy, yeah, we're...

Soda nodded. "Yep. Not too different from this one all in all, at least in terms of stuff like position and all that. But y'know, I thought it was a little weird, too." Soda tapped his claws on the glass. "Why would someone like that approach me for a proposal like that, y'know? Well, as it...

"Ohh, you just walk up to it and play around with the buttons a little! It's supposed to be easy and intuitive to use." Spinda wobbled back to the usual spot to clean the dishes. "I think it was designed in case you had a little too much berry juice."

"Yeah, well maybe I don't want to answer that, how's that sound?" Soda snapped, but despite the venom of his words, his voice had no power. "...Eventually I got over it. My life back at the human world, yeah, I had good stuff, but I also had good stuff in the Pokemon world, and I was stuck...

Later that night, Owen had indeed settled into a well-earned sleep. It was hard to tell if anything would rouse him from that slumber. After shrouding his tail with the light-covering veil for Dave's sake--not that he knew where Dave had gone--he was out like a light, snoozing quietly. Nearby...

[Calorie > Team Spectrum]: Good thing he just left the convo... [Tamato > Team Spectrum]: He's good, too, just in his own way. He's from a really different world.

"Take care!" Millijoule waved two of his wings, then turned back at Potluck, who had curled up around a bundle of plush toys. "Hmm, I do wonder..." He pondered aloud, bringing another wing to his chin. "If Joule comes around, will I need to start behaving differently? Is he my father or my twin...

[Calorie > Team Spectrum]: Hey I got one for myself too! Things are fine here, but I think Owen wants to get a nap. He's a tired old man. [Tamato > Team Spectrum]: I'm just going to rest off the fatigue, that's all. [Calorie > Team Spectrum]: See? Old man. [Tamato > Team Spectrum]: I'm old...

"Joule... ahhh, I'm afraid I don't have those memories," Millijoule said simply. "It was so long ago. I believe he was simply born from the cosmos for all I know, or perhaps from another Necrozma... They are strange beings, really. Long, long life cycles, and ever since Joule interacted with...

"Well, I imagine Mudkip would be returning to his world when this is all over," Millijoule said. "Hrm, now that I think about it, I wonder if your friends are aware of that. When this is done, you'll be parting ways, after all. They were never meant to be in this world to begin with." Millijoule...

It wasn't much. It was a small platform that Reshiram waved his wing over. After a pause, a flickering hologram appeared that looked like a user interface, which he then poked through to grab several files, programs, and icons. He had mail. 327 pieces of mail, in fact. He didn't open that icon...

"Oh, the Sky Jukebox? That's actually something from Shaymin Village! A lot of Legends are pretty up and up when it comes to technology, at least, the ones that didn't isolate themselves for so many ages before this one." Spinda placed the drinks down, well-prepared all things considered. "Just...

"Oho, you are?" Millijoule said, leaning forward. "You know, I don't think I would mind that. And I also wouldn't mind it if we could have all of you join up! Once we rescue Joule, of course. I may have memories of him, but I don't have his memories. I'm very curious how I'd react to me."

"Yeah. Yeah, I didn't really know what happened to my body, and nobody in the Powers That Be told me about it, either. They didn't really know. They said that they just searched for a suitable person that'd help them, I answered, and that was it. They didn't think to check on what happened or...

This Legend had pure, white fur, two legs, and wings that doubled, in a sense, as arms. He was somewhere between a bird and a dragon, though mostly the latter, with a tail that radiated a great heat and white fur that resembled pure smoke coming out the end. Reshiram, the Dragon of Truth. His...

Soda held the glass a little tighter, then pushed it away so he didn't risk breaking it. "Partner and I talked it out," he said. "I had a home to get back to. I figured that when it was all over, I would be able to go home and say my goodbyes. I told them early. I wasn't going to be some idiot...

"That's possible, but... Who would possibly have contact with Maple in a way that they would borrow her badge? That'd give them away immediately..." Heavy footsteps echoed from outside. It seemed someone was coming, and Chip looked about ten times more afraid.

"Right, you're one of the smart ones." Soda sighed, looking down. "...Yeah. Yeah, I was human. I was human a long time ago. Sorta forgot what it was like for the most part, y'know, being a Zoroark for longer than I've been anything else. But we didn't really go off and save the world from some...