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Review replies coming later tonight if I don't forget like I did last time but thanks as always! Chapter 15: A Shattered Sense of Normalcy *** “We have come to an agreement, it seems.” Jhorlo’s voice rang clear as he stood in front of the small crowd, Jaques and Lotte sitting at attention...

Nip shot Cynthian a brief, incredulous look. Was he trying to provoke Maple? He could only hope that wasn't the case. Still, there was something that bothered him about Maple's explanation. "Just to be clear, you have no clue who attacked you? How long ago was this?"

Wait no Starr why would you- Nip had no time to try and soften her words with platitudes. Fortunately, Maple kept true to her word. They were left alone. For now. "I feel like I should be surprised," Nip said. "But somehow... I'm not."

Even if Nip still had his reservations with Diyem, he had to admit that he had a point. A little time to spin a story went a long way, and if he could convince pokemon he'd never met that he was on a religious journey, he didn't want to know what Maple could come up with if she had a whole day...

"I have no clue what 'Rocket' means, but I'll take your word for it." Nip turned his head to look back at the machine. "We still don't know how this got here, though. Stuff from your world. Or a world like yours, at least."Nip grumbled, shaking his head. "And with the uh... what was it called, a...

"We don't have anything like that either," Nip added before hesitating. "...as far as I'm aware of. There is a lot of world history that was... lost, or otherwise scattered."

"It definitely looks like writing," Nip agreed. "It reminds me a bit of the written language my kin use for records territory markings. But... these are more complex shapes. I can't read it myself. You'll have to explain. Is it something... particularly bad?"

Nip noticed a subtle shift in the deino's body language, but before he had a chance to work out what it meant, Starr arrived. And then Maple emerged from inside, which meant that any questions would have to wait. Along with the others, he followed her deeper into the building. "I'm afraid I may...

Lucky for Nip, the location in question wasn't hard to find. If he thought the other parts of Destiny Village felt unnatural, the perfect cube stuck out out like a sore paw. Two pokemon from the team — a deino that he barely knew and the roselia that he knew only better, were waiting outside...

"I could be wrong, but I believe they were giving us options on who to room with." He hesitated a few heartbeats. "Would... would you be interested in sharing a room? I don't know about you, but I can't think of anyone else I'd be more comfortable sharing with."

"Ah, you know where the guild is, right? Maple said we have rooms to stay in there, I stopped by for a moment but left left shortly after. If I'm not mistaken, they've got two to three people to a room. Much more private than our previous arrangements."

"Mm." Nip looked up, staring off into the woods. "I... have to admit, I feel a bit better after talking like this. Thank you, Celeste. If nothing else, I know I'm not the only one feeling just a bit lost here."

Nip grinned sheepishly "Well, that's... It's nice of you to say. At least it means that I wasn't imagining things. Or. I mean. I guess it wasn't me that was the problem, if that makes sense."

"Healing is respected. You would die if your injuries became infected. Hunters are respected. Without hunters, we would starve." He sighed "But lore keepers? At best, they're responsible for keeping track of stories of Yveltal, and to a lesser extent, other gods. And records of the hatchings and...

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He laughed weakly. "I'd like to believe I am but... Outside of the elders, our leaders, there are main classes of jobs in my tribe: fighters and hunters, healers, and lore keepers. Most common things, like patching up our nesting grounds and raising children, are shared by the whole of the...

"Most of my denmates — the pokemon that hatched near the same time as I did and were raised around me — did not seem to care. Most of the younger pokemon didn't either. Not all of them though. Some of them certainly seemed to think of me as... lesser. Not equal. Like someone who should be quiet...

Nip was quiet for a moment, perhaps longer than he should have been. Then he laughed. It wasn't directed at Celeste, though, coming out as a bitter chuckle. "Maybe I'm not quite as alone out here as I thought, then." He paused, taking a deep breath. "There's something else you should know about...

Nip scratched the back of his head. "It has its good parts, I suppose, but... it's certainly not somewhere I would suggest going, if given the option." He was about to say more, but then Celeste said something that made him tilt his head. "You can? How so? If you don't mind me asking."

"In the village I was staying in, they don't look too fondly upon wil... upon ferals, as far as I can tell. My tribe wasn't much different. Pokemon that were outsiders, or outsider-born were looked down upon as lawless. Lesser. Unable to fit in with 'normal' society." He grumbled and shook his...