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"I was hoping we'd find you sooner, but it's good you're here now," Owen said simply. Then, going right to business, he eagerly asked, "So, what was this about sparring? With, um... Icetales, right?" He nodded. "I don't exactly have the strongest attacks, so I'm probably great for sparring...

Wrote a lot, according to Word it was at least 5k words or so the past week. Loggin' that down. Owen's Ultra Stone abilities: Calm Spirit Deadeye Dodgy Tough Speedy Enchanted Everything above has been logged.

Bone nodded, then looked to Tender and Nugget. "I guess that's all I have to share with you. Nothing more I can do, so I'll be seeing you." She looked to her two teammates. "How about we get some lunch?" "Sounds good to me," the Blaziken said, waving farewell to Astrid and Celeste. "Be seeing...

...Oh! Hello, Brisa! Yeah, I'll be right over! Enthusiastic as ever, it seemed. He must have gotten over the recent revelations with Bahamut and Maple quickly, though that was likely in his nature at this point. It took longer than expected--Charmander legs didn't lend themselves well to...

Bahamut could probably have the whole team riding on his back now! It's kinda cool, actually... Oh, and Bahamut, I think they sell milk over in the marketplace. Look for the Miltank building.

So, um... Maple knew the whole time, yeah. But she's also under direct orders from Arceus to not hurt us, so Arceus trusts us, at least? Also... Bahamut's a feline Pokemon or something, now. It's true, he is, Diyem droned. A Solgaleo-Necrozma, if anybody knows what that is.

"--No, I meant, Maple and Dave, er... never mind." Owen sighed. "...Not a little one..." Maple disappeared through a portal, leaving the pair to walk back. Owen seemed a little brighter than before, if only after reflecting on what had just happened. There was still an air of caution about...

Maple looked down, eyes closed as she smiled. "I somehow doubt he would believe me if I said so myself." "Are you two fighting?" Owen asked. "In a manner of speaking." She nodded to Bahamut. "Take care. I'll leave announcements to you. I have some research to resume." She gestured to the...

The insides were empty. If they had any furniture or other human decorations or technology, they had been lost or recovered by researchers long ago. Perhaps it would only be a keen eye that would be able t o confirm that these were human ruins at all, and not just some strange, ancient society...

"Well, I mean, uh, it's not like it's..." Owen perked up. "Say! We should try to cook a few things up for you later, you know, when you have a taste for raw ingredients first and stuff!" Maple chuckled, looking back to her normal demeanor. "Right. Bahamut, you should probably tell the others...

Part 3 Perhaps worse than death itself was the aftermath that it left behind. That was one thing that Yveltal often tried to avoid; she was guilty enough of their sad faces, and so sick of their misdirected anger. Wasn’t she supposed to be some kind of necessary evil? It’s what she told...

Owen frowned, finding this less funny than the stone, but he tried to be constructive. "Hey, how about you get something to eat?" he asked. "Like... uh, maybe something small at first, like an Oran? Or an apple? Or maybe you can try a curry bowl..." Maple helped Bahamut steady himself. "You'll...

Owen hid behind the mirror, only coming out when the roar subsided. "I--I have no idea! Maple?" "...I've seen this before," Maple said. "Your kind are capable of taking possession of certain powerful entities. One of the most common possessions are other light-based beings, such as what form...

Sorry for the delay! Preemptive Retreat - Approved Wind Up - approved Fixer - Not for tier 1 Healer - not for tier 1

Maple frowned, reaching into a tiny portal to her left. "Here," she said. "You--um--you don't look so bad! More... corporeal... kinda?" Owen tried to assure him as Maple held up the shining silver plane.

"...What?" Maple and Owen both said, and the former finally realized how distraught she had been. She quickly tried to compose herself, straightening her fur, wiping her eyes--no tears, surprisingly--and then adjusting her cap. "I... I might have... made a mistake." "He's..." Owen rubbed his...

"Right. It's not far from here... More like an outskirts to this area. Follow me." And so, she walked for a while longer, Nugget and Tender following behind silently. Through a small forest and into a little, dug-out crater, Bone motioned to what appeared to be a simple but large pit with...

"Bahamut," Maple said quickly, her eyes a little wider. "Bahamut, say something, what happened?" "What..." Owen stepped forward hesitantly. "What happened to...?" He is dying. Something happened when the stone interacted with his body. It stripped away his light. This reaction never happened...

Owen, who had been closer, was already trying to yank the thing from Bahamut's core, but he wasn't strong enough. It was like a magnet. It was only when Maple joined Owen that they were able to break it free of him, but so much damage had already been done. The stone rolled away from Bahamut...

Maple frowned when Bahamut spoke, a few small pieces of the puzzle apparently sliding together in her head. There was something familiar about these Shades that she could not quite place for a while, and Bahamut's description was something that concerned her. How did that fit together? It...