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Lucario looked like he was scoffing. Meanwhile, Owen kicked a little to get some leverage while Bahamut held him, frowning at how he was being handled. But now wasn't the time to focus on minor rudeness. "You aren't going back to thinking Diyem is trying to betray us, are you?" Owen asked...

"I heard, and I tried looking for him," Buffet said. "I actually had a request from someone on your team to look for someone else, too. I might put that on hold while I search for your patron... But I don't even know where to begin looking! Bean might have a better idea there. He corresponds now...

Owen gulped, nodding. Realizing he was still on Bahamut and he wouldn't see that, he said, "Yeah, I don't think we can take on that guy right now. He looks like..." Owen squinted, but he was till too far away. "Emissaries of Darkness!" shouted the figure far ahead. Now that they drew closer...

"Oh, that's right, the other Mewtwo... Odd to think about it that way, isn't it? Especially with Karat around. He wasn't very happy when he learned about this new Mewtwo. At first I thought it was some kind of rivalry, but it... seemed to go deeper than that. "But..." Buffet took another bite...

"You're right," Buffet said. "There's something odd about Silver that doesn't match up with the usual story that goes with humans coming here. That is... Usually I'm the one behind it. Maybe I should look into it more... What do you think?" Buffet seemed genuinely unsure. Silver seemed like a...

"No, not always," Buffet said. "Bone, the first human in modern times? She voluntarily wiped her memories so she could be more effective at proving herself during her journey. I helped from the shadows along the way. Thyme is from my future self's world, or, future-past parallel... It's a bit...

Somehow, by some miracle, this gave Rayquaza pause. It was too specific, too elaborate, to have been made up on the spot. But Rayquaza also narrowed his eyes. Despite how far away they were from Rayquaza, Saltriv's words carried on the wind, which had been weakening in favor of the Blinding...

"I have! A little. Unfortunately, I don't have any sort of connection with him. I did not summon him, and I wasn't able to look into whatever memories he may have lost. The poor thing... I don't need a connection to know how conflicted he must be feeling. The humans adjust to amnesia well, but...

The electrified aura caged Rayquaza partially, but then dissipated just as quickly--he was too strong to suppress with just one strike like that, and it seemed that they got him mad instead. "How DARE you... I may have been weakened by the darkness during the Meteoric Omen, but I am far from...

"Oh, I can definitely tell you're not a normal Mudkip," Buffet said. "And I actually... was not convinced that it was a normal Voice, no. Though there were similarities, it wasn't... Well. Arceus and I had a talk, and I had a talk with Xerneas, and we all decided to keep an eye on things, just...

"Well..." Buffet considered this, but then shook his head. "No, I'm afraid that still shouldn't be possible. I am tied to this world's very fabric. I cannot leave it, I can only reach from it. To ask me to leave this world would be like asking you to send your brain to go grocery shopping. If...

All air and sound seemed to disappear from the atmosphere around the Isle of Light. The Hyper Beam's sheer luminosity made the sky look dark as night by comparison. Someone warm stood by Brisa's side, someone who had taken no Protect Orb, but instead crossed his arms and formed the strongest...

"Well... typically that isn't the case," Buffet admitted, frowning. "In fact, that was one thing that had me convinced for a little while that your patron was a Voice of Life. A powerful one, but a Voice nonetheless... After all, Maple is also a powerful Voice, even if I'm... puzzled by how...

"Er... Rayquaza." S'more closed the interface. "I should go. This... may require my assistance if this does not go well. Goodbye, take care." He nodded, and then sank into the ground, his shadow dashing for the depths of the guild. <><><>

"Oh! Well, this isn't my real body, no, not at all." Buffet shook his heads. "You see, when I manifest in the physical plane, I need to take on a form that's familiar. If I were to try to manifest as something akin to my true form, well, it might scare the poor things that I try to meet! Or they...

(( A SUPERNATURAL cranky Mudkip that contributed to punching out triplegod )) "Ohh, I see." Buffet nodded after placing an order for a large slider pan in addition to a platter of onion strings. The metrics used were worryingly large. "Well... How can I phrase this... I suppose, one way to put...

"May be a while," S'more said with a solemn nod. "The specialist I was considering is currently occupied with another of your peers, in fact. Though it's not my place to talk of the details beyond that. I'm not aware of them all myself. But perhaps later I will set you up with someone."

"Oh, that'd be wonderful! You know, it might be the body I chose to take the form of, but I can never quite get enough food! And there's no use talking over an empty stomach. Please, lead the way!" Chatty one, too. Buffet cheerfully followed after Nate, and after being shown their table and...

"Right." Owen seemed convinced that as long as they were careful, they could at least try to escape quickly if it went badly. They had badges, after all. If they had to, they could warp away--is what he told himself. But that took time. There was no telling if Rayquaza would be faster, and with...

The Hydreigon in question rose a little higher and spun around, careful not to knock anybody over in the hubbub of the very popular stand. "Oh! You must be Nate," Buffet said with his usual cheer. The fact that he remembered him at all either meant he was very sociable--Voice, after all--or he...