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"You mean Brisa and Starr?" Pop asked. "Nah. I know about that. They were ready to scout the whole continent 'til we put the hol' up on that so we could search more carefully. Here's my prediction... you're gonna disappear, I'm gonna say why, and everyone's gonna feel bad for how alone you felt...

"Nah, nah," Pop went on, though by now it seemed that the spheres had stopped their expansion, or perhaps the strike was already prepared. "Wasn't talking about y our friends back home. If what Diyem said was true, nothing's changed for them." Those green-red eyes glinted a little. "I was...

"Mm, a'ight, a'ight. I get that." The spheres continued to glimmer, a few of them coalescing together. "How d'you think your friends're gonna react to this, y'wonder?"

Within Destiny Tower, the wind never seemed to blow. The howling outside, the whistle of bitter winds squeezing through cracks, it always seemed to stop whenever one stepped into Destiny Tower. that made Nate's voice echo across its holy walls, and only when it became completely silent did Pop...

"Well, that ain't right," Pop commented. "All your buddies are weak to those Shadows. Coulda hit any of you guys, ain't like you're any more vulnerable than they are to an attack like that." Though despite this, it seemed that Pop was not outright disagreeing with Nate's assessment. Yet at the...

"Send you home?" Arceus repeated, tilting his head. "Now, that's a real new request. I guess technically, you'd be a guest here..." He hummed, looking the tiny Mudkip over. "What's got you thinking that?"

"In person, ain't all that often," Pop replied, lowering until his golden hooves touched the ground with an ethereal ringing. "Real hard to scale Destiny Tower to meet me for a favor, and we're all just vibin' in Destiny Village. Prayers, though? Ch'aww, yeah. All the time. Comes with bein' me."...

Down the road between the commercial and entertainments districts of town was a string of restaurants, bars, and other eateries that flooded the senses with all kinds of scents. Street vendors happily shared their foods to passerby tourists and residents alike, while the fancier restaurants down...

I am always home, my child, for the world is my home. The light shined brighter, and suddenly the golden-hoofed creature appeared before Nate, an order of magnitude and then some larger than the Mudkip that had entered. "Nah," Pop replied with a friendly glint in his eyes. "Jokes. 'Sup?"

Owen nodded, and it looked like he was going to suggest the same to Brisa to help cheer her up later. There was more to her than she had let on, but... Well. When she was ready she could talk about it. It wasn't like he was one to judge on something like that. "See you," Owen agreed, and left...

Owen frowned, looking troubled. "That's not right at all," he said. "Even the elites in my world are expected to seek help from other elites or, just, you know, others in general if a task is big. You can't just... carry the whole world on your shoulders! I--" "Ah, excuse me," someone called...

"Where Brisa's from," Owen explained, "she's used to more or less... being stronger than pretty much everyone else. Has to do with being part-human, y'know? Self-augmenting energy. But Dave's right." Owen placed Shady back on top of his head, where it wobbled and balanced on the shiny, scaly...

Owen followed along and looked at his stone. "Hey, Shady. What number am I thinking of? Wobble the number." Shady didn't even bother.

Owen frowned, sensing there was something he didn't know about Brisa. Ever since Jesse had been brought up... A Delphox, right? Well, a human who became one... But Owen didn't want to pry or make assumptions. "Hey, it's alright," he said gently.

"I don't think so," Owen said. "I mean, he seems to know when I'm upset, and it seems like he understands what I'm saying, but I never tried to deliberately send thoughts to him before. Maybe I should try..." Owen hummed. "Well--either way, I don't think it's like... direct mind reading. It's...

Logging a bunch of writing due to NaNo. Also, backlogging some chapters I forgot to say I published. SE7 and Chapter 97, for a total of about 22k words. Everything above has been logged.

"Oh, this is Shady!" Owen held out his hands, flat like a stage, and the stone rolled off of his head and onto it like it was a trick. "We've been finding Shades here and there for a while, most of them on the Grass Continent, and instead of killing them, we've been hanging onto them for...

"Buffet wasn't even able to help during the Dark Matter crisis," Owen said, nodding at Brisa. "Because Dark Matter was another opposing force in the world, they couldn't really interact directly with each other. He was weakened at the time, practically at mortal strength at Dark Matter's peak...

To the side, as God Squad prepared to depart, Potluck nodded at Bahamut. "I think Arceus is gonna do that now for the Legends who can leave. We might go into total lockdown in Destiny Village like this! It'll be like a big Legendary slumber party!" -- Owen, meanwhile, was listening in on Brisa...

Maple looked to Truffle and Soda, and a mutual understanding between the three of them resulted in a simultaneous nod. "Alright," Soda said. "Looks like I'll be bringing Flesh back home and then Truffle and I're heading out to investigate. We'll report back if we catch even a hint of Shadows or...