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"Same." Soda stood up. "Anyway, good luck out there, welcome to the team and all that. Maple sent me to do that, so my job's done."

"But--but she was just there. I know she--THERE!" And again, he pointed, and nothing was there, and Shield became even more frustrated. "This is just like her. She's just trying to make me look crazy, that's all. Sword! Come out! How did you escape from Giovanni, huh?" There was, of course, no...

Shield twitched his left eye, then looked back at the others. "Fine, well, if that's the case, follow me. She's around here somewhere, I--THERE!" He shouted so loudly that it startled the night shift, who all looked at him, then at where he was pointing. ...Nothing was there.

"More or less. I heard it isn't so bad, though, mostly because their devil is also your patron. You're a demon now, so, have fun with that." Soda stopped flicking at the stars in his claws.

Cornered by two strange entities. Shield didn't know if this nighttime stroll was a nightmare or not. "I--" Shield stopped, looking at Seyka, then at Esper. "I don't know," he said. "I'm just--I sensed someone. I need to see if it's true. I..." He shook his head. "I have to go, now. Excuse me."...

<><><> One night, lonelier and quieter than usual with the absence of so many of Team Spectrum, Shield stepped out of his dorms in a hurry, his aura sensors twitching upward like a canine hunting down a scent. With little care, he rushed through the halls and into the main Guild lobby, where...

Truffle's eyes fluttered open. "Hm? Ah--ah, oh, how terrible of me," he said, quickly trying to look elegant even while under piles and piles of plushies, several of them looking oddly wetter from little droplets of water. Among them were a Luxio, a Charmeleon, a Cranidos... "I do hope you are...

After thanking Cabot for the introduction, Garro gave a little nod and listened to their exchange with his usual grin. "Well, hey. Pleasure to meet you, and all that. We're kind of allergic to pleasure, but that's part of the therapy, I guess." "And hey, short, dark and handsome, Diyem feels...

"Nice t' meet you." Soda said. "Welcome to fighting for a cause you barely understand. Then again, most soldiers are like that, eh?" He flicked a claw and conjured a few sparkling stars between them. "The sooner you take care of this, the sooner you go home, I guess. But hey, on the bright side...

It opened without resistance, and inside was a dark room as usual. Truffle's home was often a mixture of light and dark depending on who was home and who was active. If Leg was out and about doing... Leg things, then the home was bright and shining with Truffle's presence. If only Leg was home...

"Probably," Soda said. "You guys came from a bunch of different worlds with a bunch of different worlds with all kinds of different powers."

"Well, I'm part of God Squad," explained the Zoroark. "Name's Soda. I'm kinda one of the strongest dudes here, just so you know." He smirked.

"Yo." Someone sat next to Pana, though at first it didn't seem like he had been there at all... A Zoroark. "Heard you got chucked by your patron. Talk about an entrance."

Owen shook his head slowly, almost like he was trying to figure out if he was at least slightly okay. He wasn't injured. He'd dodged every single hit. And even now, spending so much time trying to bring himself down, he was so painfully aware of every single thing around him. His Perceive was...

Diyem nodded, then turned away. "...Very well," he said, "but make sure to be careful who you tell, and... and..." He winced. "And... what did Icetales do upon entry?" He winced harder and stood up. He staggered off the medical bed and around the room, where he'd apparently found something...

"Well..." Garro's grin became a little wider. "There's always a little truth or dare." <><><>

His closest target was coming closer. Beneath that fur he sensed muscles and a beating heart and bones, all of them perfectly within his reach to break and burn. She was strong, and she had an advantage against him. He would have to be careful about electricity, but even something like that...

It caught Owen by surprise. The target did something unexpected, unfamiliar, and so he defaulted to his fallback, crossing his arms to form another Protect barrier. In an instant, the attack was blocked, but it did give him pause. His crazed eyes locked onto Brisa, Shadow still around his...

"...Nnnngh..." Diyem clearly could not fully empathize with this. "If Maple reacts badly, she will try to halt us from going there, no matter how correct we are. That is the risk we are running by telling her. But..." He glanced away. "If you truly believe that we can tell her, then I ask you...

Diyem grunted, looking away. Something was definitely bothering him, but that was a lock on his heart that wouldn't break so easily. "I do think that Maple's suggestion to not get too close to the Tree, and only act on its perimeter, would make it safer than expected. And we can still comply...