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For some reason, Diyem was no longer replying, but he had left behind some kind of lingering, menacing aura to send down to Necrozma regardless. Something else must have caught his attention. "I see," Maple said slowly, though she seemed skeptical all the same. "A Charizard... who is clearly...

"Stone Edge, hrmmm..." Kecleon looked through their wares, then frowned. "Nope, sorry. That's one of the few ones we don't have on us just yet, but... Oh! Well, how about Rock Slide?" He looked back, tilting his head. "Yep! We've got that one in stock, and I'll be looking around for Stone Edge...

Wish's delay did nothing to ease the suspense in the air. Surf stood with her breath held, clasping her claws together as if to join Celeste in her superstitious advantage-hunting. Turf was trying to get out of bed in the meantime, rolling until she was out from under her covers. Her lower half...

"What?" Surf gaped. "What do you mean, ominous black mist? I don't know what you're talking about, she's just... sick! She's not--are you seeing things?" Turf groaned, but her voice had a low garble to it, like she was speaking through rustling leaves. "Surf... I..." Surf rushed over and held...

"Hmm..." Maple frowned, thoughtful. "Then I'm guessing that is the situation of your own supervisor." I will end you. I will find a way to do it. This is against your better interests. "If I had to guess," Maple said, "it might be because coming here could make your leader vulnerable. Some...

"Oh? Are you here for TMs?" Olive leaned forward. "Well that's precisely what will cheer Plum up, now isn't it, brother?" Plum grumbled and crossed his arms. "I suppose being able to sell some of these would be nice... but if that's the case, I want to make sure you use it and you aren't just...

There wasn't much that Surf could do to object to that. Her huge jaw clenched, but her eyes were sad and hopeless rather than defiant or apprehensive. "Just be quiet when you come in, alright? And stay behind me." Surf turned around and descended into the little hole atop Sharpedo Bluff's top...

"Hmm..." Maple nodded. "It's a lot of energy. I don't think your body is ready to take it all in yet," she explained. "But that should be what you should work toward. Keep it. It will last, and I can make another if you need it. Once we get badges for you all, communication will be much easier."

"Oh, it's you," said the purple Kecleon. "You know, I have a sinking feeling that you guys are the ones behind this, going for some huge scam to swindle us out of our supplies! Protection services, I call it..." "N-now, Plum, hang--hang on!" a green Kecleon said frantically, practically flying...

A Croconaw emerged from Sharpedo Bluff a few moments later, saying, "Look, thank you for coming, but Turf needs her rest, and--oh. You guys." Surf hesitated, her claws still digging into the lip of a satchel that bobbled with berries and other healing supplies. "You guys are feeling better...

"That is what I meant," said Maple, forming another ball of light. "Life from no life. In a sense, are you not that different from Arceus and his curious origins? ...Well. I suppose there is a difference, in terms of the substance you came from." This ball of light was becoming a lot brighter...

"Were you not also spawned from nothing?" Maple asked, tilting her head. "A happenstance of the stars. Be it by chance or by design, I do not think we differ very much. Though, I do not know how much of us is of energy, and how much of matter. I certainly would not consider you to be someone of...

"Arceus," Maple said, "is a creature with a unique ability across all worlds. They are a species that appears spontaneously, often as nothing but a puff of thought. There are many worlds that behave like this, but Arceus is unique in that it is a conscious thing that appears instead. I have...

Owen made a few tentative punches forward, even though his body type was not at all equipped for such attacks. Still, his muscles didn't ache like before, and that meant he was ready for action! Or at least training for the next fight. "I heard that Kecleon Market is opening up," Owen said...

"Good morning," Maple replied. This had become somewhat of a routine. While Maple was quiet about why she knew that his kind needed light, and while she only said that it was a gift from Arceus when pressed on why she had such powers, it seemed clear that Maple was more keen on assisting where...

Everything before has been logged. Also, logging having written ~4000 words since the round began.

Hey all, the next time skip has happened! Went on a little longer than intended, but we are now in Day 8 ~ the beginning of autumn. The next time skip is planned to be on September 5 and will be for another week or so. Until then, I actually have a few scenes that I'd be interested in having...

The days passed in a tired haze. Maple and the others weren't kidding about how much that battle had taken out from them, and even Diyem was surprised at the fatigue that had wracked their systems. For several days, the last of the adrenaline finally wearing off, most of the team could barely...

"I have my doubts that the territorial Pokemon were behind this," Maple said. "They still have their territories. In fact, without the chaotic atmosphere of the Dungeons, they're actually much friendlier." She turned to Potluck, nodding. "It's time for us to go. We have some scouting reports to...

"We don't know," Maple said. "We're still surprised that you were able to damage the Magikarp where we could not. But... right now, where you fit is trying ti fight anything that we cannot. And until then, you should rest." Potluck trotted toward Maple and sat beside her, towering over the...