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"Hey, hey, y'all. Don't we know of a marowak who'd think t'come here and sort this out? Most experienced hero in the known world?" Luz spread her arms wide. "If Bone came here, with or without her team, she coulda got in trouble! Wouldn't be the first time Cibus heroes have done somethin' to...

Luz sauntered around the hideout, fascinated. This was all totally unconceived of in Brisa's world, and though she'd been born to Cibus, all her memories were of a world where technology was a long way behind it... "What I wanna know is, do these folks have a reliable means of gettin' back 'n'...

Luz strolled amongst the group and alternated between scanning their surroundings and people-watching. That Darkwhite was a wild piece of entertainment, to be sure. This wasn't just a serious scouting mission, but an opportunity to see for herself how members of the posse acted in this sort of...

Luz shrugged. "Reckon I understood you just fine. Just not seein' how somethin' as sophisticated as an artificial Dark Matter can be accredited to involuntary actions by a mindless hungerin' beast. Not to mention... that mewtwo fella, Silver's pa, has control of Joule. That's a means of...

Luz grinned to herself. This guy's takes were brilliantly entertaining. She wondered what Brisa would have to say about them, then realised she already pretty much knew. Bahamut has it in his head that everythin' that happens is somehow his fuckin' responsibility, and therefore his fuckin'...

Luz nodded, took her notes, asked a couple of clarifying questions. "Alright. Here's where I'm at now. You've had longer to think about these critters than anyone on the posse, you've had the most opportunity to put the pieces together. The way I hear it, you've even encountered an instance of...

"I have some petty telekinesis apparently?? But I can't read anyone's fuckin' mind and I can't just shoot the goddamn machines to smithereens with my wands." Jesse seethed under his breath for a few seconds, then addressed the assembled pokémon. "I fuckin' hate this! There are too many goddamn...

Jesse stirred from slumber at last with an expression of grim fury on his vulpine face. "I have had it up to here with this shit," he snarled. "The entire premise of our bein' here is fucked up and bizarre to the point I can't even fuckin' process it, I can't sleep but for I dream of being hear...

More of Jesse's chalk sticks levitated and finished the job of updating his blackboards in a fit of agitated scribbling. Jesse's Take (assuming all info is good): Confirmed Innocent Uncertain Probably Scum Confirmed Scum Jesse Nickit 💀 Nilam Mia 💀 Palkia Darkwhite...

Luz shrugged expansively. "Nothin', huh? Not even a weakness you might share with him?" She took out her notepad and pencil and put the pencil between her teeth a moment. "Besides, I can quiz Maple about Joule. I wanna know what you know about Deoxys, Eternatus, stuff like that."

Luz shrugged. "I ain't under any pretensions about who and what I am. I'm more her than I am anyone else. My personality is borderline parasitic on the gal's subconscious. It ain't subtle. Wonder what that says about you 'n' yer poipole fella?" "Yeah, that's 'cause you're an intractable...

Luz hadn't been alive all that long, but she reckoned she had her life pretty much figured out by now. Meet interesting people, see interesting places, do interesting things, and have as much fun as possible kicking ass until you eventually stopped existing. Researching the various enemies of...

The floating stick of chalk quietly crumbled into dust from the force of telekinetic presssure placed upon it by the sleeping Jesse. He must be having very bad dreams indeed.

The stick of chalk continued its work with Jesse unconscious. Jesse's Take: Confirmed Nice DEFINITELY SCUM Jesse NILAM Palkia Mia 💀 Darkwhite Lee Abigail Tabitha Gen Mewtwo 💀 Squirt 💀 Nickit 💀 Nocitlalin 💀 THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY ALL THE...

Jesse was still passed out at the bar, his monopoly piece moving via telekenisis even in his dreams. A stick of chalk underlined Gen's square on the guest conduct board. Gen Terrified out of his wits at all times, no investigative efforts to speak of. Always votes to skip. Claims to have a...

"I can't believe I'm hearin' this." Jesse summoned another bottle to the bar counter.

Jesse continued to put back drinks while compulsively sorting his monopoly money via telekinesis. "Don't forget t'get yer votes in, motherfuckers. Still Noci from me."

Jesse sipped at the 'cyan' drink, grinned, and downed it. "Tastes fuckin' cyan," he said, with satisfaction. He snapped his fingers, and the pewter hat piece levitated out of the box and onto the board. "As for Noci, one could easily make a case fer either strategy. It ain't conclusive...

"I'll give that a go, sure. Sounds like fun. You drinkin' with us, ya lil' devil?"

"Yer claimin' that you've voted fer the two of 'em and they've voted fer you. But actually, Nilam's been pretty keen to vote Mia since early on, as they pointed out already. Pressure's on, now, pal. I've been reviewin' my notes, and Nilam has pushed substantially harder than your good self to...