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Dave quirked an eyebrow at that, took a gulp of his drink. It’s fine. Sure. What a thing to say. ”Did you?” asked the Shadow. ”I only made things worse.” Dave rolled his eyes at it but didn’t say anything. Mia was looking between them, confused. ”...Those memories,” the other Poochyena...

“I guess,” Dave said. Yeah. Somehow or another, he had. That was something. The Shadow was shivering again, looking at Brisa. Dave watched it, tense, his chest tight. “That shit you saw there,” he began before he could think better of it. “It’s not...” His jaw clenched. What the fuck was he...

Dave exhaled slowly. Okay. That was one problem dealt with, for now. Mia asked a few more questions about the Shadow, mostly random shit about whether they could use it to scout locations and have Dave recover its memories. When he'd said several times that he didn't know, and vaguely told her...

"No," Dave snapped. Mia cocked her head. "Why not? It would be interesting to see what happens if you're in different places." He squeezed his eyes shut, dragged a paw over his face. Why, God, why did this have to become even more difficult with Mia there. It was hard to think. He took another...

"Yeah, no shit it's more to do with him than me." Dave received another glass and sipped it irritably. Mia peered at Brisa, and the Shadow, and back at Dave. "You aren't under great stress now, though." "So you'd fucking think." "Then why didn't it dissipate?" "Fuck knows," Dave growled. The...

Mia tilted her head at that explanation. "That's weird. Feelings are just neurotransmitters and neural activation within a brain. You can't have a person who's just some feelings and nothing else." Dave gave Brisa a silent glare. "Yeah. Nate attacked me. Apparently Mia told him that I'd made...

"Good." Dave got another glass and downed most of it. The Shadow gave Brisa a hesitant look; Dave glared at it. "As for my night," he said, "I just got assaulted in the street by that fucking Mudkip? Apparently he's come up with some kind of batshit conspiracy theory where I'm a danger to...

Dave raised an eyebrow at Brisa. "Hi." He downed the rest of his glass and waved to the bartender for another. "Hello," Mia said. The other Poochyena looked up warily. "Are you here to talk about Spirit's Edge?" Fuck's sake. "No, she isn't." Dave glared up at Brisa, eyes bloodshot. "I have...

The other Poochyena didn't go away. It'd been a challenge to get back to drinks in the first place; Dave'd been turned away from the bar at first, politely informed if not in so many words that he looked like seven kinds of shit, and pointed to a bathhouse. He'd scrubbed the blood out of his...

From the Pasta Plaza scene.

Reviewed chapter 2 of Different Eyes.

Oof. I like how the guard sees her as a threat for trying to communicate in a language he doesn't understand, doesn't regard her as enough of a person to try to communicate back. Presumably, the actual reason Dusk thinks a morph should see someone like them when they wake up is Dusk herself...

Dave managed to rise, his vision swimming, legs swaying. All there was was... the Mudkip, squirming in the grip of his familiar. What the shit? It was seriously just him? What the fuck kind of move was that? Mia had her scythes raised, eyes narrowed. "Yeah, well, what the fuck do you think we...

Dave was all set to just leave this entire encounter behind, hopefully for good, when suddenly there was a sound behind him, and something hit him like a fucking truck. He crashed into the pavement, blood rushing from his nose, his entire body aching, heart pounding with a sudden spike of...

Dave turned around in alarm at the Mudkip's voice, tensing, only to find him wobbling on his feet, vomiting out a puddle of water that didn't even reach him. Christ, the fucker was still going. It was deeply pathetic and extremely satisfying. "You shouldn't try to fight when you're going to...

The world began to return to normal, and Dave scrambled to his feet, looking around. "Mia?" he said, and... she was there, Mia was there and she was okay. She turned around and peered at him. "You're back. That's good. You were yelling nonsense and acting very weird." The other Poochyena...

Dave stood, heart pounding, staring into the mist at the chance he'd missed. And then, by a miracle, the shadow-Mudkip actually reappeared, tail rippling with water, and Dave charged straight for him again with a roar, shadows pooling under his feet. The tail-fin smacked him head-on with more...

Suddenly there was water everywhere, and Dave coughed and spluttered, losing his grasp. The force of the Hydro Pump sent him tumbling backward, and he flailed desperately as the shadowy Mudkip vanished into the mist again. No, fuck, no-- The ice-cold water bombarded him for a few more seconds...

And abruptly, there was something - a distorted, shadowy Mudkip charging towards him out of the darkness, eyes glowing with cold, dispassionate hatred. Dave's heart hammered with terror-addled relief, he had a chance, just one shot-- The Mudkip tackled him down, laying into him with his paws...

The world plunged into cold, still darkness. Dave looked wildly around and found nothing but the roiling murky cover of shadow mist around him. Where'd Mia been? She was just over-- He sprinted forward to where he'd seen her last, but there was nothing there, only the cold, hard ground and...