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Hazel nodded. "I am understanding. I do not think I will be jumping ver- Or, maybe I can be borrowing that knowledge from you." She took a few steps back, got a running start (it sure was a lot easier to get up to speed as a human) and jumped. What followed could be generously described as...

Gladion tried to maintain the deadpan tone, but did smirk a little. It felt good just to acknowledge the thing that'd been looming over him ever since he found that someone else was in his body. "Ah, you did notice. I'd started to wonder if you'd somehow managed not to. Which, uhh... thanks."...

A thought crossed Gladion's mind. The kind he would usually never voice, but... the guy was in his body, he quite literally had nothing left to hide from him. In the most deadpan, unamused voice he could muster, he quietly uttered a response: "You got a stick in the swap?" It felt a lot funnier...

Gladion's eyes lit up. "Yes! Make sure you pinch hard enough to disable 'em." Trusting Wes to hold the Espeon up, he slid out from under them and grabbed his side. "I'm just fucking swell, thank you! Never been better!" He sighed, and circled around Wes. "I'll take consolation in the fact...

Hazel took the next step. "Even if you are not showing me with your brain, your body is showing me." She took the steps she'd just made in reverse, moving more hastily this time, then tried to redo them without rushing through all the parts where both feet weren't on the ground. She was nervous...

Gladion took a step back. "I-" He stuttered. It was weird hearing his words in someone else's voice, even if it was an objectively better one than his own. "I didn't plan any fucking rituals. Just knew people were looking for myths and had the misfortune of spotting one. You think I wanted to...

Hazel made sure not to break her pose as she whispered back. “I was wondering the same.” Gladion watched himself- or rather, the man wearing his skin- get up, confused and frightened. Not that he'd expected much better. What's someone supposed to do in this sort of situation? 'Hey I nicked...

Okay no that was way more information than she’d ever been able to nonverbalky communicate with Gladion. Must be because of Manaphy. She followed Odette’s instructions, taking up first position. It felt odd to stand with her legs so close, but she managed. From there, she stepped her left foot...

Hazel’s eyes widened. Something about Odette seemed comprehensible. Was this what it was like for Gladion always seemed to be knowing what she was thinking? “Yes! I am knowing dancing! There’s much Oricorio in my brain and so I have wanted to be trying it before! I was not very good at it for...

Hazel’s eyes lit up. “You are also Hazel! Hello! I was not talking before when we were seeing each other before. You are also borrowing a human, I am seeing. Is it feeling natural to you? I am thinking that Gladion was right and a piece of my brain is coming from this, it is feeling more easy...

Hazel sighed, her anger flickering out like a candle in the wind. “He is not being our problem anymore, at least.” She was intrigued by how Odette had moved in front of defensively. It was a familiar gesture to her, but normally she’d been on the other end of it. “Maybe I should not have been...

Hazel gritted Odette’s teeth. Something burned in her eyes. “It is a situation that I will be dealing with once you are shutting up and going away! Stop being a bother before I decide to teach you regret.”

Hazel sneered. “I am not being your lady, you fuck. I am thinking no bird would be your lady, you are all wrong.” The word ugly echoed in her head. Hazel heard her voice. It sounded very different outside the helmet- Deeper as it echoed, almost hollow. She was saddened to find that’s what she...

Hazel immediately noticed the shock to her field of view, as well as the sensation of wind on her face, and in her hair.She tried humming a song she'd heard before, and found her voice more responsive than usual. She was elated. She twirled around, but lost her balance and fell. When she did...

R-Ritual? All of us? Gladion's heart skipped a beat. Manaphy was going to do what now? Was this their chance to find the missing people? He wasn't sure, but he didn't object either. His voice stuck in his throat. Badly.

"Wait, does that include by teleportation? If you're sure they still have to be on the island, that's pretty big in and of itself..." Gladion stuck his hands in his pockets. This seemed like a bad time to admit this actually wasn't his idea. Because, for whatever reason Manaphy wanted to talk...

Gladion startled and took a step back. "Yes." That was what Wallace called them, no? That means this Manaphy is probably their kind. Good sign. "We seek your... uhh.. aid with... something. Don't know if you're aware but a bunch of people have been disappearing. Kind of a problem, you know...

Once the group had collected enough people- or, in Gladion's opinion, too many people, they set out for the cove. <><><><><>

Gladion lead the group from the Cafe towards the cove, feeling like perhaps this had become a larger affair than was really necessary. Maybe he should've been more discreet, but it was too late for that now. Which, in turn, meant there was some pressure on him to turn up actual results. He just...

Gladion shrugged. “Nothing to be done about it. I did send out a few other messages, but you’re the first to answer. Ought to give them a bit to answer, I think. May I ask who the other people are, just in case I run into them?”