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Soda looked annoyed at first, but then sighed and rolled his eyes. "Look, the thing doesn't scream or really show any signs of distress we can see, so what's the big deal?" "It's true. We know what a distressed Shade looks like!" "Long story short," Soda said with a slight grimace, "we got...

"Well, for one, it already happened on accident twice," Soda said, "and it seems to keep 'em at bay. And from what we've seen..." "It seems to augment your powers a little!" Chip exclaimed. "That was the missing piece! I need to see what happens when it interacts with your energies. You're very...

"Yeah, about that," Soda said. "I actually decided to check on a few things with you guys. Turns out Lugia had a Shade in her, but it never really got caught. Checked with Celeste and Cabot, who did something like what Starr did--why d'you guys keep doing that, anyway?--and then turns out...

Owen was glad he didn't have a flame anymore, because he suspected it would have dimmed noticeably there. "Yeah," he said with a less enthusiastic nod than usual. He hadn't changed much to others, which was a good thing in some ways. It was ironic, in a way. He had spent a lot of his time...

"I made a very interesting discovery with some of your findings!" Chip buzzed--his whole voice had a light buzz to it, really--and twirled around. Like some kind of magic trick, one of those odd stone lumps appeared from behind him and floated just above his head, holding it like some sacred...

"Ever since I got Radiance," Owen replied with a little laugh. "Not much of a big deal for me anymore. Was a little bit of a scare back then, since it also triggered... a big chunk of my memories coming back. But I'm better now."

"Greetings!" Porygon-Z said, waving a twitchy oval toward them. "This is Destiny Village's lead theoretical analyst," Soda said, gesturing to the twitchy thing. "He's the one that we've been having analyze the Shades and stuff. We found a few new findings, but during his experiments, we...

<><><> In an effort to not look too suspicious, the members of Diyem's team decided to stagger their exits from the dojo one at a time, sometimes in pairs if they were commonly seen together. Eventually, only a reasonable number of them remained, and that was around the time that Soda came...

When Cynthian looked back at Owen, it was a completely different look. Green feathers like leaves; an olive-colored front; even his claws seemed to be a deep, moss-like color rather than their sharper orange tips. His flame had gone away in favor of a white daffodil. "I guess in some ways...

...Right, of course. You're a soldier in your old life, aren't you? So happy to follow orders. Mm. You know, if I was actually misleading you, that would not do you very well, now would it? ...Decide for yourself. That's all I'll say on the matter now. My opinion is to keep Maple from finding...

"...If you ever want to talk to him," Owen said gently, "how about you call me to come along or something? Maybe having me around might help. I'll even go Grass if the fire's a little scary."

Owen gently brought an arm over Cynthian's shoulders. "It's alright," he said. "I think everyone understands that. Just focus on us for now, okay? We can get through this together. Right now we have the same goal, right? Save Cibus and fight those abnormalities that we've been dealing with."

Owen nodded. "He's our leader here, and he's the one guiding us. Along with Maple and God Squad, right?" He tried to assure him. "If... you really aren't that sure, and you don't want to trust him... how about you trust us instead, then? We're all in this together."

Owen listened, and in some small way he knew Cynthian had a point. Yet, despite that... "There's a difference between being naive and being cautiously optimistic," Owen said. "I get it... Dark Matter tried to destroy the world, and ruined so many lives because of it. He said it himself: Even if...

...Whatever you all decide to do... I doubt I can stop you. I only implore you all to be careful. Otherwise... He decided not to finish, and instead told Bahamut, The situations are not equivalent. I have to defend myself because of my past. The reason I fear Maple striking you all down is not...

Name: Namo Interests: PMD Pokecentric Pokemon-focused trainerfic OC-centric / original settings Restrictions: Preference against 'darker interpretations of canon' in general (AUs are fine.) Not interested in canon-character-focused stories. Not enough knowledge for anime-centric Not a fan of...

Chapter 63 – A Difference in Opinion Shrouded in shadows that stung her skin, Star floated unevenly through the forest of the Grass Realm. She shook herself off, dislodging some of the clouds that permeated her spirit, and released a pulse of golden light to get rid of the rest of it. “Ugh—”...

Diyem listened to them all and finally sighed, making sure that it was heard amongst them. I can't reasonably expect all of you to stay quiet unless you collectively decide to work as a team. So I want you to come to a decision now. Like what Cabot suggested, you can either find someone less...

...Hm. I hadn't considered that. If you go beyond my sphere of influence and die, recovering your spirits would be... nontrivial. I did not expect the scope of this mission to risk going beyond Cibus.

"Cynthian... I think we let our guard down far enough the moment we let him send us to Cibus in the first place," he said. "It just doesn't add up that he'd be trying to deceive us after all this time. It's been almost a whole moon by now, y'know?" He looked ahead, frowning. "I don't really know...