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Gladion blinked. He could've sworn they looked ready for a fight for a split second there. "Yeah, I think you got the wrong Team Skull. I suppose it's hardly the most original name. I doubt your Team Skull is known for acts of petty theft, tagging rich people's shit with 'Alola is Dead,' and...

Gladion laughed. "Kecleon, huh? Nice and fitting. "Anyways, I don't have to, like, pay rent or anything, do I? 'Cause I think my agreement with Team Skull has been prematurely terminated. They can't send a cheque to the Ultra Shitshow, after all."

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Lillie's eyes shut tight. A dark, inky substance began to seep into the eyeholes of the disguise. She tried to speak, but all she managed was a choking noise. This was not okay.

The cocoa powder melted into Soul's shadowy form. It felt sweet and rich. "Ooh, I like this!" Soul lapped the offered cocoa off Ivy's extended flower. "Thank you."

[CW: Abuse] A sound like broken glass on a chalkboard emerged from the first. Lillie staggered back. Had she done something else wrong again? Had she broken it? "W-What's it doing?" Lusamine glowered at the beam. Here, she was supposed to be free from her mistakes, and yet here this beam...

Lillie noticed she'd knocked down the crystal. This wasn't her house and she didn't want to disturb it. She picked up the orb and prepared to place it back up on the shelf.

Soul's tails wagged. "We can't drink powder, but if we can't find this 'moomoo' stuff we could lick it!"

"Oh." Gladion really didn't think there was anything in particular he wanted, at least not in the town. He didn't feel any pressing needs, and he didn't fancy a night on the town. If anything, he just wanted to avoid attention. "I guess I'd like to go anywhere I don't feel like people are...

He laughed, "Cute enough to get away with it, at least." Gladion shuffled. He was starting to feel a bit awkward. "So... Now what? If we're sticking together, you have anything you want to do?"

He let out a halfhearted laugh. "Yeah, I'll try not to catastrophize it. Just... maybe tomorrow. I'm not ready fo-" He noticed the Mew beginning to chew on his restraining helmet. "What are you doing? Does the helmet taste good or something?"

"But then that would invite... other problems." If I referred to her by name, that would invite her to refer to my by mine. But she doesn't know my name anymore, only my old one. I don't want everyone to know that. "I'll have to meet with her at some point to set some things straight. Talking...

Gladion huffed. "I appreciate the thought, but I don't think that'll be the case for us." I don't think she even knows who I am anymore. Not unless Wicke told her. "Even if she's the same, I doubt she'd recognize me anymore... Even aside from the physical part. A lot of things have happened...

Gladion grumbled. "Used to, anyways. We haven't seen each other in years. It's a long story. Maybe... another time." Another place. Not in public.

The contents of the bag were definitely human. One of the bottles was for human medication. Without asking, Gladion took it from Apoyime and scrutinized the label. It was bottle of lorazepam, with the prescription being made out to... Lillie Mohn. If she'd had this bag on her while stealing...

Gladion winced as the bag was brought close to him. It smelled, and whatever that smell was, he was having a visceral reaction to it. Adrenaline hit his brain, and his muscles tensed. He held a foretalon against his helmet. His voice stuck in his throat. "What is in that bag? Where did you get...

"Oh. Fair enough." Would people think better of them if they were together? If nothing else, it would split the scrutiny between them. "Sure. That sounds alright. Was there anywhere you wanted to go? I'd go with you."

"I don't know. They've seen you, right? And... it's not like I can run off and hide in the woods for the rest of my life." He stopped, taking a moment to consider if that was true. Maybe he could just disappear, it wasn't like there was anyone here who would miss him. He realized that, in his...

Soul let out a sound roughly equivalent to that of a real vulpix having the breath pulled from their lungs in surprise. They lept at the drawer that had attacked Ivy and batted it away. "Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

"N-no. It isn't. I'm supposed to be a human, but my partner was a Type: Null and she entered the wormhole with me." The calming energy helped take the edge off his stress. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on what to do next. "Is there anything I should do right now? Or, yeah, is there...