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Owen frowned. "I can't really imagine letting Shady go," he said. "He seemed scared at the idea of going off on his own after being lost and confused before, I guess. You know, with the whole possession thing, and doing it more out of instinct than... I don't know." There was a lot to unpack...

"Crobat..." Silver frowned, looking troubled. "I... don't remember... my team. It's... it's all a blank." And despite everything, it seemed that this bothered Silver the most. He seemed genuinely troubled, much more than irritation, and he turned away so they couldn't see his face. "Whatever...

"Then I guess that's something to bring up when we talk to her again," Cosmog said, grumbling. "Maple... I saw her for a little while. She's too intense for a Smeargle, isn't she?" He shrugged. "Hmph, I can't focus on any of this now. Great. Too busy thinking that this dad I don't even remember...

Architecture in Destiny Village was often accommodating for Pokemon large and small. As such, some of the dorm rooms, particularly the ones further in the back, had wider doors and larger spaces inside to accommodate the larger Pokemon that occupied them. Everything was supersized and generally...

"Um, I think mine is just more energetic than usual," Owen said. "Does Squiggly seem to be content? Maybe he just likes to, um, chill out." Shady rolled over to Squiggly and playfully bumped against him, making a dense knock sound when he did. "I heard that others aren't really bonding with...

Silver sighed and shut the book. "Well, I know where I'm from now, but I still have no idea how to get my body or my memories back. But I think I can help you out here until I do." He said the book forward. "I don't have any other information for you guys, just guesses. For one, pretty sure...

It happened like before, with the Incineroar announcer calling for the crowd's attention. "We've got a good one for you today, folks! An encore round from Surf and Turf, daughters of Team Spice, battling against another of Team Spectrum, Shinx Brisket!" The vitality readers shined on either...

Cosmog--Silver, rather--stared at Starr again, by now completely losing interest in the book that he had been reading. Looking somewhere between concerned and amused, he said, "I'm a girl in your world?"

"I hope you don't," Surf said simply, hopping off of Thyme. Turf was airborne, but then landed on top of Surf's snout again. "All Bahamut did was stand around. You better fight back!" They were already rushing toward the inner Colosseum, where arrangements were already being made for their fight.

"Sil... ver..." Cosmog stared ahead, but then his gaze hardened. "...That's it," he said, barely a whisper. It was a smile yet there seemed to be so much weight behind it. "That's my name. Silver." He finally had that answer.

"Nah, not all at once," Turf said. "Just the two of us!" "Yep. You can't beat us both! But... one on one might be unfair, too." Surf tittered. "Anyway, c'mon! Let them know we're here so we can get a room set up!"

Cosmog froze. Even the nebulae around his body froze, like that was a thing he could do. The dim glow of his eyes flashed a little brighter, flickered, and then returned to normal. His breath, if he was capable of holding his breath, had probably stopped, too. "...Gio...vanni..." Cosmog trailed...

"...None... no specific ones... but I do know I was in them a lot. I had free access to almost anything there... I..." Cosmog squeezed his eyes shut. "Nngh... I remember... I don't remember anything else about that. C'mon, can this infiltrator be someone who can have free access to anywhere in...

Pepper suppressed a giggle. "Us!" Surf said, standing tall on Thyme's back. Turf hastily climbed Surf's body and stood on the tip of her snout and balanced there, standing even taller. "Yeah!" Turf said. "You have to try to beat us! And it won't be as easy as when we lost to Bahamut, either...

[Tamato > Brisket]: Good luck! Familiar faces came down the street--a Meganium and Feraligatr, as well as a Croconaw and Totodile on his back. Additionally, Darkrai, Cresselia, and Manaphy trailed behind them, with Manaphy bouncing on Cresselia's back. Surf in particular seemed eager about...

"I remember..." Cosmog tried to follow up. "That symbol, I remember... seeing it... for many of the battles I had. Battles... I had a team? I can't remember them..." He trailed off, slowly. "...And... I was fighting... against them, but... I know a lot about them. Way more than any normal person...

[Tamato > Brisket]: Hey! You're at the Colosseum? That's awesome! Who are you fighting? It seemed that they were taking a while to arrive. Perhaps they were in some other part of the city. Still, there were a few curious glances and murmurs at Brisa, and there seemed to be more people heading...

"Well... goodness, ah... We did have a recent request to alert someone if there was someone on Team Spectrum looking for a match, but..." She looked at the records in front of her, which was on a holographic screen of some kind. "Yes. We do, and if you want, I can alert you when they arrive."

"It's... a really long story," Owen explained evasively, eyes glancing left. "But it's been happening to a lot of us who have had their Shadows start to form, kind of like Radiance. I think the Shadow Machine just accelerated the process for us. But this is different; the Shadows aren't...

Wonderful. More people to annoy him. This used to be such a quiet place. "Hello. We are just talking about Team Rocket and the Shadow Machine you all defeated recently. And how the fuck are you doing?"