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"I don't understand any of the jokes but they're funny!" Potluck said cheerfully, his fishtail wagging rapidly. Soda rolled his eyes and passed along another unfinished bowl of curry to Flesh. "Hey, just be glad the team building is working out," he commented, and then felt something crawling...

Maple didn't answer Cynthian, focusing instead on helping Balm head up. She would have offered to use her portals to send Balm along, but something told her that he would have preferred to go there on foot. It seemed that with age came a stubborn sense of independence from that Sceptile, and she...

Compared to their last visit, Team Spice's home in Sharpedo Bluff had a quieter, calmer atmosphere. The wind whistled through the opening of the home from the Sharpedo's stone mouth until they closed it behind them, and Owen trailed in the back of the team of three. Turf was curled up in her...

"Oh, Dialga," Balm replied, looking like he had only half-processed Jaro's information barrage. "I, well... after everything happened with saving the future, efforts went toward rebuilding our world after the frozen environment ruined it. Afterward, I became... an assistant." "Mm... There's a...

Maple looked down, frowning. "Thyme is the father of Surf and Turf," she said. "In other words... I'm sorry, Balm, but he's missing, along with Pepper. We've been searching for them ever since the crisis began. I'm sure you witnessed the Magikarp from before?" "We did," Balm said. "But even...

"It's mostly an assumption," Balm said, his body language looking even more fatigued. "Balm... I think we should get you checked up," Cepa said, brushing off the last of the water that Nate had drenched her with. "Not until I see Thyme," Balm said firmly, then shakily got to his feet. "Where...

"There are... but they may not work when you go there. I suspect that the power I will be funneling into you over time will trigger an evolution whether you want to or not." Diyem hummed. "In any case... you look ready. I can sense as much. So if that's the case..." Diyem raised a hand. Black...

"Um." Cepa glanced at Balm, then at Necrozma. "Well, not really a where, more like a when?" "Not entirely correct anymore," Balm stated, "but it's easier to think of it that way. We are from the future... or at least, that's what we normally would have said before our timelines were separated...

"Hmm..." Balm closed his eyes, his guard finally down enough that he could sit. "I don't know. I only noticed it now that it's gone, but I've felt a lot more paranoid than usual lately, not too long after we arrived. But... not so much anymore. Besides, I'm always at ease when Cepa is by my...

"Hmm, another one?" Maple said, sticking her paw in a small portal like it was a purse. "At this rate we're going to start forming a collection. Still, more specimens might be useful..." She pulled out another jar from the portal and approached the bubble. Whatever it was, it didn't look like...

"...Pain?" Balm said, frowning again. Now that he mentioned it, though, there was a certain lightness to his shoulders compared to a few moments ago. He glanced at the bubble, and then wondered if Necrozma was secretly some kind of... chiropractor. The bubble was fast enough and the slug thing...

Owen waved as well, having caught up with Brisa just before they'd gotten to the Bluff. "Are Surf and Turf down there?" Owen asked, looking toward the open entryway in the ground. "What kind of medicine did you get?" He wondered where Diyem was and what was occupying him, but decided against...

Owen seemed tempted to watch whatever aftermath wold follow, but also was worried about Turf and whatever it was that Brisa might have been planning. If Brisa was in such a rush, was Turf still badly hurt...? Owen bid a quiet farewell and left to see how they would be doing.

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"Hmmm..." Diyem crossed his arms and folded his wings forward. "I suppose they would be able to fill you in for most of the information. However, the simple version is... giant Pokemon are occasionally attacking a world called Cibus. And corrupted Pokemon. And probably some other things that I'm...

Cepa yipped in surprise and sank a few feet toward the ground. "Augh! Look, if you have a crush on me, I'm sorry, but I'm taken! And you're a little too forward for my tastes, anyway! And if you're a worshiper--at a distance!" She twirled around, forcing Nate to hang upside-down on her back...

"Tamato is great," Owen agreed. "Even though I was full, I still had enough room to eat just one..." He subconsciously ran his claws against the bag under his shoulder.

He didn't have any particular direction in mind. "That's the way back into town, right? Well, from here, at least. Yeah, sure." Owen nodded. "You were heading over to see Surf and Turf, right? I hope they're doing alright... Last I heard, Turf had some kind of outburst. That's what Diyem told...

Owen had been lost in thought halfway off his seat when Brisa had called. He jolted p once he realized he'd been called directly, tail stiffening like a needle, and spun around. "Y-yes? Oh! Yeah, I'm, er, I'm Charmander Owen, of... I'm still getting that memory back. I'm... the Charmander that...

"We have stories?" Cepa asked, leaning a little closer. "Hmmm... Well, that does make sense. I bet Pepper talked all about us, even if Thyme's probably the one who would've..." She trailed off, but then shrugged. "What do you think, Balm?" Balm frowned, still staring at Maple. "You aren't...