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"Yep." Gladion crossed his arms. "Cut a bloody path through the island on the way out, but no one has seen or heard of them since. Was bad enough to be one of those occasions where Interpol gets cleared to actually do something and crack down on the people responsible. They whole organization is...

Gladion was startled as Laura released Malachai. He had not been expecting that, and having the table suddenly wrapped in shadow was an imposing surprise. “That’s the bit that doesn’t happen in my world. Even the most intelligent species out there won’t use language in the typical sense of the...

Gladion shivered. "Damn..." [Malachai and I will be keeping you two safe now! Probably Sleet too.] Gladion noticed she didn't use the sign she'd told him had represented Sleet's name. He'd have to ask her about that at a more appropriate time. "But still, not the sort of experience you...

Gladion nodded. “Especially the Alakazam. I feel for his shit luck if it’s not him, but I can’t say it’s looking anything but worse for him.” Hazel looked at Gladion, then back at Laura. He hadn’t answered her question. [He was stabbing Gl-] He waved a hand to cut her off. “He did not...

Gladion waved back. Hazel chirped and signed [Hi Laura] at her. “Only tea so far. Seems like I’ll be dependent on caffeine by the time I get off this island. Yesterday, we figured out that everyone’s still being kept on the island, somewhere psychic powers can’t detect them. The rest was…”...

Gladion needed a break. Luckily he’d been early to be questioned and got to excuse himself after that, but it meant most everyone else he knew was still busy. Laura seemed to have slept in or something sane, though, because he hadn’t seen her since things went from bad to worse. Conversation...

Hazel ran up to Wes. She cooed to signal she was friendly, then signed [Yes yes yes] and looked back at Gladion to translate. Gladion's eyes widened when he saw Wes. "Oh, hey, you're up and about? Sweet. Hazel- Uh, my partner here noticed a smell from his room, too. Wasn't perceptible to me at...

Gladion crossed his arms. "Sounds like there was a longer struggle than last time. I think we can make a good inference about three of four of those moves, at least. Lots of normal moves out there. Could have been either the kidnapper or the Mightyena. The dark move is logically from the...

In a moment, Wes’ phone would go off. Hey, glad you’re awake. Will make sure only to get stabbed in other people’s bodies so I don’t end up in the infirmary. I’ll make sure to come by asap, but someone got nicked AGAIN so I might be a bit.

Gladion arrived tired and weary. He had long forgotten however he'd used to wake up at six in the morning. Even being up this early was painful. He was drinking bottled iced tea just for caffeine, and worse, it was possible at this rate that he'd turn to coffee. This was already terrible in and...

Conversation With: Odette I'm not sure if this means you've recovered from existential mortality, or if it means you've suffered permanent brain damage from it. [[ @Sinderella Also as an aside I'm going to try using 1x1 tables over quotes to make replies possible ]]

[[ Just recording Gladion's previous SMS history here for convenience]] Night 3 Day 3 Manaphy Setup: Day 3 Post-Manaphy Exchange with Hazel:

On the way back from the cove, Gladion and Hazel walked pat the security office. Hazel paused to observe it for a moment. Who actually worked here? Did anyone do anything? She tried to perceive any signs of activity there. @Flyg0n Hazel is performing Odor Sleuth

Once he had left, Gladion’s phone buzzed. It would be too early for it to be Wes, right? He took a moment to send a message back.

Gladion sneered at the asshole. He hadn't actually seen the shot go off, but he knew what had happened. "You happened." He decided he didn't care enough to seriously engage the guy. People like that don't have very long life expediencies. Someone would sort him out, hopefully sooner rather...

Hazel found herself back in her own body again. It would take some readjustment to get used to it again. The weight, the confinement, and... [It is...] Unable to speak. Without Gladion to translate, she was effectively mute again. There was hardly a point in finishing the sentence. [...okay.]...

Gladion was still lying on the ground, an uncapped needle on the ground beside him. "Oh hey Wes. Sorry, I had to drug you. Except, not sorry, 'cause this pain'd be your problem later so really, you're welcome. You're probably gonna need stitches after this, but I don't think I'm up to walk right...

After a moment, Hazel dared look at the aftermath of her attack. The Espeon would live. But there would be no more attacking. Perhaps, then, she had done what was needed. The fear she’d been feeling abated. She walked as close as she dared up to the Espeon, given the shadows. Her arms were...

Hazel nodded. “Okay. I should not have been using it until they were switched back, then.”