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The Blacklight Charizard. The one who'd assaulted Destiny Tower in Owen's guise. The former human, 'Red'. "Oh, it's this motherfucker," snarled Brisa to Starr, under her breath. "Reckoned he weren't truly sidin' with Giovanni. Salt an' spit, we could do with knowin' what the fuck he wants."...

Well, this was a fantastically entertaining read. Thank you. Hope this makes it into the actual chapter. It's very good, and also a mood. YES!! This is just what I've always wanted to see out of this fic. Enemies to lovers, battling with their tongues! Perfect Every word of this hits so...

Player type: Front Lines (always. he would never be so cowardly as to fight from the back) Character name: Ashura Satoshi Ketchum, AKA Red Basic personality: Like Ash from pokémon but he's older, and also smarter, and trained to learn how to master aura, and he was betrayed by his friends, so...

I swear to god this is basically like reading classic circa-2006 morph fiction except good and also hilarious. Thank you for this. I laughed hard at this fucking line. I imagine it with a perfect deadpan. Wonderful lampshading. And of course, Dave was very evasive. He would be, if his science...

"Well, fella, it comes as a genuine relief that the lab is so secure! I just sure hope y'ain't underestimatin' God Squad. But hey, you don't seem none too concerned one of them might be spyin' fer that mewtwo, Chip. Ain'tcha even surprised I'd levy a suspicion like that?"

Luz nodded along with Chip's elaboration, keeping an eye on Lexx, who seemed to have become distracted by Chip's laboratory items. "I see. Well, we're pretty sure that one of Giovanni's moles is a God Squaddie. You said they can show up. Do they? An' could they sneak in if they wanted to?" She...

Luz put a digit to her mouth for a moment. "Well, if'n there's anyone whose help would be of real use, maybe we can persuade them an' Reshiram to work somethin' out. It's fer the sake of the world, after all. So, the lab's restricted to most folks, huh? Who else even has access besides yerself...

Luz held her hands up appeasingly. "Relax, fella. Y'ain't the only 'mon I'm talkin' to today about how things're gettin' on. Say, if yer so run ragged, is there any help y'could do with havin'? Any problems we can sort out fer ya?"

"We're tryin' to learn all we can about what Giovanni's up to, fella! And ain't you somethin' like the world's foremost technologist besides yer busy, busy boss? Who else are we gonna ask about all this stuff, seein' as we don't have technicians in the team as such? No offence, Lexx. Anyway...

"A big blast, huh? What're y'sayin', that if Giovanni exerts himself with a lotta psychic power, we'll get a fix on his position?" "Hang fire, did ya say we were replicatin' an' fakin' signals? Thought it was just our mysterious Maple impostor."

Luz nodded. "Sure. In tracin' the message, did ya find a way to prevent that kinda trick bein' pulled on us again?" She scratched her chin. Chip wasn't one for creature comforts, apparently. "Say, partner," she drawled, "you must've gotten yer paws—appendages?—on plenty of Giovanni's gear by...

"Well, partner, have you made any headway findin' any leads on that fake badge message, the one that screwed up things fer the team a while back? Somethin' 'bout a spoofed ID? I ain't altogether comfortable with this world's technology or anythin'. Must be the time of yer life, gettin' to work...

"Yeah, that's me," said Luz, grinning. "How ya doin', partner? Don't suppose you could spare a minute fer us? Just wanna ask ya some questions, see if y'can help us out." She raised a brow at the holding room, wondering whether the pokémon there were having a good time being studied by the...

"It ain't like I've done joint questionin' before or anythin', but I reckon I understand the principles well enough." Luz sauntered into the lab, some of her usual confidence bleeding back in now that there was a plan. Lexx wasn't exactly her idea of a sworn brother, but he'd surely make...

"Alright. Let's get to it." Luz turned to leave. "And Diyem? Thanks fer nothin'. I hope you chuck up another loose soul, you unhelpful blackguard." She smirked to herself and strode to the exit. "C'mon, y'all. We got a spy to root out."

Luz nodded, and straightened up. "Alright. I reckon I'd want to get Zeraora-shade Lexx to help me quiz Chip, an' I'd gladly have you along with me fer the others, Owen. Are you, uh . . . close, with Truffle? Fella told me his goddamn true name. I really don't... I really don't wanna believe...

Luz blew out a long breath, or an approximation of one. "Believe it or not, I've been takin' a lotta notes and listenin' in on the chatter. Communin' with Brisa about it, too, afore her . . . absence. It don't come easy to me, this investigatin' stuff, but Brisa asked me to take it seriously...

Brisa took a breath far deeper than her smaller body would have allowed, and sighed with exhausted relief. Everyone made it safely back, and while everything wasn't perfect, there were things to be done, people to check on—it didn't have to be now, and she didn't have to do it alone. "It's a...

"I sure hope so," said Luz, quietly. She let the thought sit for a moment. "Thanks, partner, I appreciate the advice. I'll think on that a spell. While I've got your attention, though, I've been meanin' to ask if you've found any leads on this spyin' business. My gal's itchin' to get stuck...

"I guess." Luz fidgeted with one paw, cracking imaginary knuckles over and over. "Not t'say I ain't worried about how I'll handle the splittin' up of Team Spectrum once this is all over, and . . . losin' Brisa, but it ain't just that. Hmm... Say, S'more. Haven't you kinda 'seen it all' by now...