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Midday votes: Sparkle: 6 (Persephone, Phant, Fusion,Homestar, Yellow, Sinderella ) No vote: Espeon [[I haven't made an official rule for ending the day early. Due to the circumstances, I don't think I should end the day early this time. Next day, however, I would be in favor of it. We can...

Owen nodded. "That's true, you know, and fair," he said. "But Wheat doesn't really do that kind of rooting around. He sort of... If you have a repetitive thought, he said there's this... signal he recognizes, and then he can tell if it's causing you stress or not. He uses Psychic waves to...

Fugu grunted and blocked the hit again, buckling, but this time she pushed back and slammed into Dave as a counter. The Aqua Jet was quickly followed up by a dull slash to Dave's shoulder, and with it came a sharp call, "Just talks, and yet he is of you? What does he say? Why do you dismiss it...

"Are you sure?" Owen pressed, frowning. "Every time I talk to you, I can tell that there are little thoughts circling around your head. I can't read thoughts, but I can definitely tell if a thought is bugging you. Wheat... helps with those, you know. Repetitive thoughts that keep buzzing around...

"I hope so, too," Owen said, eyes flashing with something like an observant concern. "Right now, the average person wouldn't see anything wrong with you. But I know the potential someone like you has to take the wrong path... But... as long as you continue to be afraid, or at least aware, of...

There was another little glint in Owen's eyes that possibly infuriated Koa. But the Charizard's smile was undeniable. "You know," he said, "the very fact that you're asking that question... makers me think you'd be above average in what someone would do if they had that kind of power. That maybe...

Fugu parried the hit, but it wasn't without a slight wince from Dave's raw power. Even if he was more focused on disrupting, Dave had still become an extremely powerful Pokemon, and it showed in the way Fugu briefly buckled. But then, she redoubled her effort, calibrating and adjusting, and then...

"I want you to tell me about him and how he relates to you, then!" Fugu replied, taking her first blow. She rushed at Dave, slamming the blunt of her blade against the barrier, but then glanced at the one that had been left for Shadow. "And that is where he is?" asked Fugu, jumping back to avoid...

Ebony didn't sleep that night. What was the point? She already knew what was going to happen, and it didn't bother her anymore. It had been fun, at first. She'd gotten to feel smart. She'd been a good dog. Lots of people had told her that. She should have felt good about that. The point of...

Fugu nodded, eyes closed. "This is where we will explore today," she said. "Dave, I want you to follow your instincts here. Perhaps this will open a new mental path." She stepped away from her desk and then aside, giving it a firm push with her hind leg. The desk slid into the wall...

"Then, you associate your drinking with coping with stress?" Fugu asked. "Granted... dealing with world-ending apocalypses is very stressful. Why do you think others don't seem to be drinking a lot? Maybe we can explore this."

"I think so," Owen replied, "but that's not too hard to reason out, don't you think? If you know the path someone took that ended up being a bad one... then you can find a way to do it the right way instead." Owen tapped a claw against his chin. "Catching a Legend... Then you must know someone...

Owen nodded, tail curling around himself as his flame placed itself between the two of them. It was calm. "Someone important to me didn't know, either," Owen said. "...You... I have a feeling that you're going to do important things. I think that's what the Hero's Aura really means, in a...

Owen frowned, pensive. And while he didn't ask the question directly, and perhaps he would let up after this, he did ask the very same thought. "How far would you go, then, to take them back? ...What would you do, then, if Echo was at risk next?"

"You'd hunt them down, chase down the organization that took them, and try to take them back," Owen repeated, nodding. That was understandable. It made sense. "What if you fail?"

Fugu nodded. "I see. And does this happen often? Could that be what they were concerned with, or is it something else? What do you think about that?" All the while, Fugu seemed to be watching for a mental barrier Dave might try to put up. Evading something, dismissing something, she felt she was...

There was a glint in Fugu's eye, like she'd spotted something. Leaving nothing to mystery, however, she tilted her head and asked, "Wasted?"

For the most part, the above things went by without incident. Of note, it seemed that the two S'mores have formed some kind of odd partnership, able to largely do a little under twice the amount of work than their previous administrative duties. The false S'more, however, is considering pursuing...

". . . and overall, it seems like you have a lot of your life well-managed, would you agree?" Fugu said, but then nodded. "I think I understand the basics of your daily life. You have a lot of support. What drove you to come to my office?" she finally asked, now that the backdrop was set. IT...

Owen nodded, taking the response as a go-ahead to ask perhaps something more than Koa was expecting. But he had to know. Koa was too much like him to leave it at rest. "...What would you do," Owen said, "if you lost your team one day? If, say... everyone but Echo had been taken away from you."