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Nate's scowl deepened the longer the meeting went on. More of this not being able to negotiate with the Blacklight, needing to kill it, whatever. Nate thought back uneasily to the gardevoir's comment about not attacking and surrendering to the Blacklight--it couldn't be that simple, at least not...

Nate caught what he thought was a gesture of assent from Starr--what he hoped was one, anyhow--and turned towards Rocky. He was thinking he might just blow the familiar's head off with a water gun, which always annoyed him, but faced with the spectacle of the familiar's "eating," Nate could only...

"Huh. I'm not gonna make you pick up every piece of rice you drop," Rocky said dismissively. His flames blazed tall and brilliant, and his shadowy body swirled unsettlingly with rice and sauce. There were only a couple soggy islands of curry left on the bottom of his huge bowl, and the familiar...

God, like they hadn't been getting too much attention already. Nate slid all the way down in his chair until his eyes were barely above the level of the table. He was probably safer from flying debris down here anyhow. This was fine. They were only here for another couple of weeks anyway. He...

The noises Rocky was making were truly horrendous. Nate tried to pretend he wasn't there--wasn't like he could distract himself with trying to talk to Starr, she was busy eating too, but whatever. This was obviously going to be over in a few minutes anyway. Then some kind of vegetable or...

"Similar usefulness, huh?" Nate scowled at the map Pop had drawn up. "I mean, what, it looks like you got a Shadow thing, and a Divine thing, and an Eterna thing... don't it make the most sense to pick someone who's really good at Radiance shit to go after the Shadow one, and someone with...

Just wanted to say thank you again for drawing this for me! It's just got such gorgeous lighting. I'm always a sucker for sunlight coming in through trees. Mew is so cute here! I'm glad you enjoyed the story--great that the portrayal of Mew here had such an impact! It's always good to hear that...

Oof, I'm so sorry! I thought I'd already welcomed you a while back. I hope you've been enjoying your time on the forums. Love me a good journeyfic, and it sounds like you like exploring a lot of themes I find pretty interesting--and I think many other people around here will, too! Fine taste in...

"You're gonna lose!" Rocky said, grinning, and resumed shoveling curry into his mouth. Soon enough he abandoned his spoon and started going at it with his bare hands. "Rocky, for fuck's sake," Nate said. It wasn't like it mattered, really, whether the food went in Rocky's mouth or anywhere...

Rocky bounded excitedly in his seat as the waiter struggled to find a place to set his curry bowl. The pokémon barely managed to get out of the way before the familiar dug into his meal, shoveling rice and curry into his mouth without any need to chew. Nate looked hurriedly away--the sight of...

"Maybe," Nate said absently. It wasn't a bad idea, but he didn't know that his situation was like most of the other world-hoppers'. Seemed like most of them had got sent off to save the world or the universe or like two universes or whatever the fuck, not babysit some asshole. But it was hard...

Oh, God, it was like counting down to his own execution. Nate tried to tighten his grip on Ben's fur without yanking on it. "Five... four... three.." he began. He barely caught the mischievous gleam in Rocky's before the familiar took off with a whoop, one that could only be genuine delight...

Nate eyed Ben dubiously. What exactly were the odds of him staying up there versus getting flung off at like a thousand miles an hour? Rocky looked up again and nodded, his expression serious. "I will. I... I'd like to meet her." He glanced out over the ocean again, just for a moment. "I'd like...

"I know that," Rocky said, staring down at the tumbled stones that lined the beach. He kicked one away. "I'm not the one who never wants to talk about anything." In the surf-washed silence that followed, Nate sidled closer to Ben. "Look, sorry about that," he said in a low voice. "He's having a...

Rocky watched Ben's sketching with arms crossed over chest, scowling in frustration. "I know that!" he said, one ear flicking. "It's bad to . But people travel between worlds all the time, even if you don't. Not seeing your friends isn't going to stop a Dark Matter from maybe going to a...

"No, not that I know of. But I guess if a bunch of people were getting chucked into the past or the future or whatever, they wouldn't exactly be able to say much about it." Nate shook his head. "Who the fuck knows if it's time travel, anyhow. Don't know that I buy that humans just fucking...

Nate resisted the urge to rub his face. "You can call me Nate. It's my literal, actual name. Seriously. Well"--he made a frustrated gesture--"it's short for my literal, actual name, but that ain't what he's being weird about anyhow." After a moment of thought he added, "That's a good point...

"Who says there's no way to ever see them again?" Rocky said, crossing his arms over his chest. "We know Giovanni traveled to all sorts of worlds, and the God Squad, too! Plus Eien and other eternatus can travel between worlds, and I bet that means us familiars can learn how if we try. Maybe in...

"Shadows... can go rogue?" Rocky asked, ears standing up straight in alarm. But the look he sent Nate was, still, ignored. "That's fair. I guess Diyem could've sent people home anytime if he didn't like what they were up to, unless maybe they did something really crazy, like hijack some unown...

"A new type introduced?" Nate asked. "How does that even work? I mean, they only recognized the fairy type pretty recently in my world, too, but it was always there. The nerds who classify shit just couldn't tell it apart properly. Nobody gained any new powers or nothing when they officially...