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At the front desk was a Granbull who seemed a little nervous. "Oh! Um, a walk-in match, well, err, we should have an opening for... I'm sorry, are you part of Team Spectrum by any chance?" The very name seemed to be enough for a few passerby Pokemon near the Colosseum entrance to glance toward...

Name: Darkwhite(?) Species: Mew Apperance: Here Personality: Chaotic, playful, attention-seeking. Generally disregards rules and established norms unless she can't go against them or they happen to align with what she wants to do. The only real way to reason with her is to convince her that it...

"Best of luck," Lugia said. "Meringue and I will need to return to our training." Meringue suppressed a groan.

"Little one," Lugia said with a tired sigh, but then she smiled. "One thing that creatures like us must know... is forgiveness, and understanding. We live for far longer than you could ever hope to. If we let every little thing bother us, we will become nothing but bitter creatures that would...

Meringue hesitated, but Lugia scoffed. "Why should I be bothered by something that insignificant? It's not something of my concern anymore, so do what you want with it."

Cosmog immediately stared at the symbol like he'd been shown a picture of some old acquaintance. He stayed that way for a long while in total silence, reaching forward with a pompom to look more closely, but then stopped. "...Rocket... Yes. Yes, I know a lot about..." It was barely a whisper. He...

"Well," Cosmog said, frowning, "why don't you try anyway? Maybe you can jog my memory if you show a few examples? Who knows... I was put in there for some reason. I could've been a great threat to them." He looked toward her. "...I wish I could at least remember my name."

Cosmog hummed. "I passed by a Charmander a little while ago. I felt something. A mixture of feelings. I liked and disliked it. Perhaps I was very familiar with their kind in the past." He looked toward Starr, thoughtful. "...But that's all. I can't really recount to you every single thing I feel."

"Oh, that's just Wi--I mean, an old sel--I mean, uh. My Shadow." Technically all of those answers were correct, though this one was technically the most accurate. "I've been trying to keep him from showing up and scaring people, but he's a little defiant still..."

"What's the difference?" Owen asked. A Shadow claw rose from Owen's shoulder and flicked him on the side of his head. "Ow--" Owen snorted, rubbing at the spot. "I was just playing around... Alright. Yeah, you can room with me. Do you need help setting anything up or, you know, putting stuff...

"Yeah. I don't have one yet, but--oh! Did you want to sleep with me?" Owen asked, tilting his head. Now giving Dave his full attention, Owen closed his book after leaving a bookmark inside and sat up.

"Humans... aren't Pokemon. Humans don't fight. Pokemon fight, and typically Pokemon fight for humans otherwise." Cosmog glanced toward Mellow, then Starr. "At least, that is how it usually goes. I believe I remember that very clearly. Humans battled one another by proxy, with Pokemon."

"Mm. A shame." "I mean, I guess if yours happens to be around..." Meringue shrugged. "Maybe you could try befriending it anyway, or something? Couldn't hurt if we get some of them on our side..."

"Mm. Of course." Lugia nodded. "Those Shades... How come everyone else seems to think they're friendly?" Meringue asked. "I heard that some of them even understand what you're saying, and can reply to yes and no questions. It seemed like... Apparently they don't even know the situation...

"I haven't found any reference images," Cosmog replied simply. "Maybe later I will. Right now I'm more interested in getting things back than recalling things I already know."

"I see," Lugia said, frowning. "Well, I hope this doesn't result in you losing yourselves to those things somehow. After all, we don't really know... what will happen with those, do we?" She shook her head. "Do be careful."

"The Shade that possessed me... is within that stone you're holding?" Lugia said, scowling. "...I do remember you were the one to land the final hit against me that released my corruption. Well, one of them..." "Those things are terrible," Meringue said. "I can't understand why you're all...

[Tamato > Team Spectrum]: Wow! Human technology, here? Could it be related to those ruins on the Air Continent?

"Come in!" Owen called. Owen's room had finally been set up. The shelves on his side were lined with books that he apparently planned to read through, as well as a few manuals that looked like fighting guides. They even had pictures. "Oh, hey, Dave," Owen greeted. He was on his belly, tail up...

"Another Charizard. There must have been a sale." Cosmog sighed, placing a bookmark between the pages and closing it. "Unfortunately, I don't think I'll be able to answer your questions. I don't even remember my name. I was hoping to find memory recovery methods in this book, or something to...