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"Think you've got the wrong fucking world there, bud." Dave glanced at Eien. "Cibus runs on hope and friendship and rainbows. Pretty sure there's no sense in which Cibus wants to end." Of course, how the fuck would the parasite know, if positive emotions were alien to it. If all you can see is...

Jesus. Dave felt his hackles rising. He supposed listless "nothing matters" was about what was to be expected from something that'd been purged of all negative emotions while being unable to feel anything positive. "That something you want, the parasites, or somebody else? Something else?"

Dave stared. What the fuck. What the fuck. Now it was willing to speak? He opened his mouth to say something, interrogate it on what they were doing and what they wanted and whether the one in Soda was their leader and how to get it the fuck out of him, and then didn't, waiting for it to answer...

Dave hesitated, they couldn't risk killing it but why would it, that didn't make sense-- They were out of time, and Eien just went for it, and his heart jolted as it abruptly stopped moving - but no, it was still glowing. Did that mean alive...? Just, what, listless and incapable of feeling...

Huh. "So, what, you think if you suppress it it'll just... kill it? Or just, I don't know, render it temporarily catatonic? Not a big fan of killing it if that might send it up to join with Soda's parasite."

Dave peered at her. "What?" Jesus, just say what you're fucking thinking instead of generating suspense with meaningless fluff. He glanced back at the parasite, watching for any indication it could be waking up.

Yawn? Was that normal for a Marshtomp? Fuck if he knew. Not exactly a species he'd studied. "Isn't that some kind of... delayed thing?" He vaguely remembered reading something about it as part of Slugma's natural moveset, though Gabriel'd thankfully never developed that particular power. Imagine...

Dave gave Nate a skeptical glance. "To sleep? Like, with a Sleep Seed?" He... supposed that'd work. He frowned. "Well, I haven't got any of those. Do you?" God damn. He inhaled through his nose. "If we're doing that, we might want to use my Radiance to be sure it takes."

Dave kept a wary eye on the parasite, ready to replenish the barrier if needed. Was it reacting to Eien at all? Or to Nate? What the fuck was his Radiant move, anyway? It just looked like him talking to the thing like it was a pet or a young child or something. Did it actually do anything? Dave...

"...Let's start with the small one." That one'd seemed less aggressive, right? Probably easier to confine and more receptive. Dave looked at it through the glass and tried to concentrate, grasping for Radiance in the depths of his brain. It was a lot harder when not actually in a fight. He...

Dave narrowed his eyes at him. Oh, now he wanted his help. He almost wanted to tell him sorry, no, I'm very busy molesting kids, but he'd probably take it as a confession. It wasn't a terrible idea anyway. "...Chip, is there any way to get one out of there into a Protect without the other...

Nate just kind of ignored him altogether, but at least he'd backed off the idea of killing the parasites. Wouldn't complain to not have to have more of an interaction with him. Jesus. "Eien? I mean, I guess." If they were basically pieces of another Eternatus, it might make sense? Let her be...

"Soda's powerful. The parasite's just the thing feeding on him. Yeah, it could make a difference to have two whole extra parasites joining with it to overpower his spirit or whatever the fuck. If nothing else, by the time we beat the thing out of him it'd be real fucking nice for it to not be...

Jesus. Was that what Nate meant? "Are you fucking kidding me? We're not sending them back to merge with the one that's currently rotting out Soda's brain. The less power that's in that one, the better. It's bad enough Diyem killed the one in Eien. It's a fair point we're not winning any...

"Huh. Would've thought that'd be a difference of degree, though, right? It's not like they had no power before they hatched, but the parasites acted like they didn't even notice they were there." He glanced at Nate. How the fuck did the guy manage to be pretty on-point and ask intelligent...

“…Oh. Fantastic.” Was there any chance he could convince Mia not to come to this fight? Probably not, was there. He’d just have to keep a careful eye on her. Goddamn it. If “imprisoning the spirit” was what happened if you didn’t get to the victim in time, well, they’d managed to recover...

Accelerated...? Chip wasn't really answering his questions. "Can we go back to the overpowered naturally versus by external forces? You're saying S'more's body was copied, but Xerneas's wasn't, right? So that's not the distinction you mean. What makes the two of them 'overpowered naturally'?"

And now for something a bit different: occasionally, this fic features extras. These are not mandatory reading; they're just a bit of extra background or expanding upon something in the chapter. The first one I'm posting here is simply briefly narrating the story that May already explains in the...

I am delighted by the thought of That One Blog (should probably use spoiler tags to post actual references to later bits of the fic, though :P) Either way, chapter seven, wherein we get some awkward backstory infodumping and Mark buying TMs. Chapter 7: Charmeleon’s Trainer Mark was...

Reviewed chapter 2 of Pokémon: Legendary Adventures.