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"Some of the battles you've been through are quite grueling, from what I've heard," Puff commented. "I suppose being out at the front to help them escape the Tree made it hard to see, though. But, anyway..." Puff closed out his badge and nodded. "I think that's about everything, Bahamut. Thanks...

Soda nodded. "Those were the two things that he did. Either wandering alone, or summoned to do some terrorizing. Imagine being someone who did nothing but see fearful faces, and the other half of the time just being alone and cold and desperate for company? ...The sick fuck behind all that is...

A great swooping noise sounded above them. "Sorry we're late!" Buffet called; beside him was Owen, who landed heavily on his feet, followed by grunting and remarking about the sloppy landing. Buffet levitated beside him. "I'm here to guide you along. Oh, dear, I hope you weren't waiting for too...

"That sounds lovely," Zekrom said. "Of course! I'd love to give some lessons. I think it'll do some people a lot of good later." Owen nodded, finishing his slice, and Zekrom offered them another if they wished. From there, pleasantries continued, and while Owen seemed to have his mind on...

Hey all, just making a few things official that had been discussed a lot on the discord: If you did any reviews during round 9, point them out to me so I can properly give you up to 5 extra BLEC points for them, since it was a Big Boss fight! Related, reviews done during this round and logged...

"Dumb luck, hm? Seems you don't have much faith in their successes." Puff seemed interested in this, writing it all down. "Do you think that might be discrediting the efforts of the ones who do all the coordination?"

"You know the others aren't going to be happy about that," Cal said, frowning. "What's with this martyr crap? Flaking off to get killed just makes things easier on the enemy."

Zekrom nodded sadly. "That sounds like a true challenge," she said. "...I don't really know the answer to that one. There's so little I know... Perhaps so little any of us know to think about what the ideal solution would be. It isn't like how Pine used to be, where he could freely travel...

"We're no stranger to that," Zekrom said with a sad smile. Owen looked away, trying to take another bite. "I can't do that," he murmured. "There's... too much I need to do back home. Too much..." Zekrom nodded. "I suppose you've talked to the former humans of Cibus," she said to Brisa. "They...

"...Wouldn't that be even more dangerous for you?" Cal asked cautiously. "I feel like that would just... you know... what if you got captured? If your projection is destroyed, you'll just be a stone..."

Wishkeeper was gone and not speaking, though Owen gave Brisa a curious look. "...Dating... advice?" he asked before taking his first bite. Light and fluffy, practically like a very soft and delicate sponge cake than anything. The frosting was just as light, almost like solidified whipped cream...

"Oh, of course," Zekrom said, and she seemed to form what looked like a knife out of electricity with one of her claws. Then, with a startling CRACK, there were four of them surrounding one side of the cake. They sliced through the center, creating eight even wedges, and two more thunderclaps...

Cal frowned. "You think that'll be okay?" she asked. "Joule's there, but I always felt like Maple was the big one for easy travel across the places... But maybe it's okay..." Cal glanced off. "Dad's--I mean, Owen's been kinda... on-edge lately ever since the whole moon thing, so I feel like he's...

"Bahamut is such an interesting Pokemon," Zekrom said. "I can sense that he's done terrible things in the world he's from in the name of a greater good... but he is also practical. And, at least here on Cibus, he is certainly on our side. It's a but of a... ahem, gray area, but thankfully he is...

Cal wished she could be so confident and faithful, but she came from someone who didn't even think the Legends were real. "Yeah," she relented, looking away. "I guess that's the best we can hope for, huh?"

Cal nodded hesitantly, though she still wasn't sure. Something was still bothering her. "Dad used to have other memories and stuff, you know. He's old. He's been through so many... things. His old selves are just... memories. People he thinks back to, not reminisces as. A-am... am I just going...

For just an instant, Owen's flame crackled, the first sign that something actually bothered him. Brisa had hit her mark. "We have to keep it together," Owen said. "That's... what we told ourselves when we were deciding who should know and who shouldn't. And maybe we were too cautious in the...

"Maybe..." Cal looked down, flicking her tail. She took a few more bites in silence as the food bits drifted toward and disappeared into her Core. "...Do you think we're still gonna be normal when we hatch for real? Or do you think we'll just wake up one day and think everything we are right...

"Nah, bought it at some other universe, configured it to use my voice and likeness since he was a fan of that, I guess." Soda scratched his ear, trying to take his mind off things with a casual tone as usual. But talking about Flesh seemed to ease his nerves. "Guy was wandering alone like a lot...

"Anything interesting," Cal replied, leaning back. "I don't even know what to do with myself half the time. Sometimes I wonder if I should hide in someone's bag for a day or something and just eavesdrop, but Owen says that probably breaks a law or two or something."