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Gladion recognized the fruity-looking guy who arrived as the one he'd bailed on during the arrival day. Awkward. Maybe there was still time to form an escape, he hadn't been spotted yet. Sure, Hazel was still in the water but she'd follow if he left. Surely this guy would not question the...

Gladion's last trip to the cove wasn't exactly relaxing, but the spot itself was lovely. Even if doing something helpful to the search would be better, he was feeling too tired and burned out to bother. So, he opted from something nicer. The cove had a soul-healing effect, or perhaps that was...

Sleep was sure to be a rare resource on the island that night. Hazel was an exception, sleeping soundly, holding Gladion against her chest protectively. Gladion, however, was not an exception. He wouldn't get up, that would disturb Hazel and at least one of them deserved to sleep soundly...

On the way back to their room, Hazel stiffened and froze. [Something is wrong with the air.] Gladion put an arm over her back. “The cleaning staff probably just came through. I doubt it’s anything more than some bleach.” [No. Not bleach.] Hazel grumbled and stepped away. Slowly, cautiously...

"There's still two as-of-yet-undiscovered locations the first two were taken from. I think finding that would be a good start. I guess having forces of myth on our side would be good, too." Hopefully they don't take issue with Hazel. She's a little... blasphemous. Depending on who you ask...

Gladion was nervous giving Laura his phone, but it wasn't like she was going to go through it or anything. She just hooked it up and oh it was that simple. He was supposed to be good at this stuff. "Sweet." He'd never been in a groupchat before. This was neat. "Our vigilantes have already...

Gladion shook his head, disheartened. “Well, just because he’s not this serial kidnapper doesn’t mean he can’t be a serial killer. And hey, maybe we’ll get lucky and those two problems can ‘solve’ each other. Wouldn’t that be nice?” Hazel watched curiously as Laura pulled out her phone. [Group...

Gladion nodded along. His head wasn’t fully in it, though. “Well, we know nobody on our ship could’ve been involved in the Xatu trainer’s disappearance, anyway. Also, weirdly, two of the boat one people have gone missing since we arrived, but none of us. That’s not enough of a sample size to say...

Hazel’s tail wagged. [Are you knowing a Hazel, too?] “Hold on, that’s… There’s just… Wow, that’s fucking weird. Not your fault, but weird. I-” Gladion shivered. How much does she know about me? This is bad… Laura and the other Hazel had known things, too. Things that suggested there were more...

Gladion narrowed his eyes at her. What kind of clarification was that? She's just added the word 'really' to the same sentence. It wasn't as if he was really an identical twin anymore, not in any sense but the purely genetic. He doubted Lillie herself would even recognize him. Maybe it was...

Gladion nodded. "Might be worth checking if either of your partners can learn Pursuit, in case you need to break a Teleport. Hazel knows it, so I'm probably one of the safer ones here." He waved to the newcomer. "You're Odette? Hey. You're not interrupting anything, I was just bugging Laura."...

"Different kid. The little one with the Drampa. Plus there was one with a Xatu before the Scisor guy, while we were still on the boat. A Fucking Trend indeed. I've also turned up another genetic engineering involvee. Apparently the Hoopa or whatever made the guest list, so I guess they have a...

<Oh sorry,> Hazel thought, <I was not knowing if telepathy was getting quieter from far like voices.> “Huh, haven’t met Odette yet. But yeah, you missed all the fun. A kid got nicked, I had the misfortune of being the first to the scene, I’d I’ve had entirely enough of people for one day.” He...

Hazel was still feeling melancholy after their encounter at the cafe. Gladion hoped the water's edge would help her feel better. She'd always liked Brooklet Hill, after all. Naturally, though, the beach was... not currently a relaxing location, per se. He went looking for another place, and...

The two of them watched the Tropius mope off. Hazel whimpered. [I am sorry.] Instead of trying to call Coleane’s attention back to communicate that, Gladion just have Hazel a scratch on the back. “You did nothing wrong. Don’t apologize for existing.” <><><><><>

[It is okay,] Hazel signed. It took a moment for Gladion to start paying attention and translating again. [It is okay. I am being safe now.] “We’re alright. Just, watch out for Aether. No idea what they want with you, but it’s probably bad news.”

[I am living. That is already more than my other siblings are doing. They are in cr]- Hazel decided that “cryogenic stasis” would take too long to spell. [are frozen.] Gladion’s tone was bitter as he translated that. [I am needing this helmet to stay living, though. It is not comfortable. And...

Hazel seemed thrilled for a moment- but unfortunately Coleane just had to continue talking. [It was not being cool.] Gladion shook his head. “No. It wasn’t. They hurt her. A lot. I had to take her away to protect her.”

“Yeah, that’d be why. Really… unusual.” Lusamine also has a vested interest in things pertaining to “other worlds” but that’s none of my business. [I am Hazel. I am a bird actually. You are also a bird, yes? You are pretty.] Gladion, feeling awkward about it, translated that one word for word...

Gladion wondered if a Tropius eating a banana counted as cannibalism. Though, based on Coleane he could only suppose it didn’t. “Huh? Aether as in the foundation?” Hazel growled. [That is fuck.] She signed each word out phonetically so that Gladion would understand. Gladion laughed. “I’m not...