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"I don't really think there's a plan at the moment," Bahamut said, shrugging. "Too many people needing to recover after this serious ordeal." The fact that Bahamut even made it through with limited injuries could really be chalked up to how much his aura was tuned to defense. Though if future...

Some of Icetales' statements resonated with Bahamut. Long cycles of grief. Centuries alive, though that caught him a bit off guard. "At first glance, you would not strike me as someone who has lived for such a long time." Then again, neither did Owen, but he claimed to be incredibly old. "As...

Bahamut sat up, minding the top of the window. Both sets of wings crossed. Pink expanded in his eyes. "Not sure. From what I gather, it might've had something to do with that explosive burst of light Joule released before passing out." He was not going to bring up the part where he somehow went...

Moonlight. Sunlight. It didn't particularly matter for him. Especially in this form. It just felt nice. So, rather than sleeping in his room with the small window, Bahamut had stacked lounge table and couches together into a makeshift bed of sorts that would let him lay with his head out the...

Bahamut waved farewell, then realized he had a massive pile of muddy towels that needed cleaning. He tried to levitate them but it didn’t work. He was still too tired. Bahamut sighed and scooped up the towels with his wings. <><><>

"It depends on the creature in question. I do not have brain, so I do not get headaches." Bahamut poked at less solid part of his head and it rippled like the surface of a pond. "I thought you shades would be in much the same boat. But, well, anger makes you tense. And tension can make a lot of...

"Well, if we're to take the name at face value, it's a big, empty space." Bahamut tapped a wing-claw against his beak. "So, the only thing they'd be at risk of is dying of boredom." An awkward silence followed. "Yeah, my jokes don't land as well as Esper's."

A melancholy purple washed over Bahamut's eyes and rippled over his head. "I'm the one who told her to improvise in that battle. And look how that turned out." He shook his head. "I genuinely thought that, since it was his attack, Joule could be the key to reversing it. Never in my wildest...

Bahamut didn't think there was anything to apologize for. "Thank you." He tucked his head down. "Though I refused to listen to the rest of the team when it came to Darkwhite. So, I suppose it balances out... or something." His grayscale tail wrapped around his left leg. "Yes, the irony of this...

Bahamut's head tendrils frazzled. "In the past, I wouldn't have let such things stand. My responses were always... aggressive. Probably too aggressive, but I was so tired and angry with being alone all the time." All four wings fell to their sides. "But this is a different story. I mean... my...

Bahamut crossed his lower wings and scratched his head with an upper wing. "I didn't take it. It just... happened by accident." His eyes took on a blue and purple tint. "If the others choose to hate me for it, then that is their right. Whatever helps them with the grieving process."

"Hmm?" Bahamut pulled the towel away and looked down at his leg. Ah. The angry scraggy familiar. Still simmering, by the look of things. "... oh. Did you go out into the city so quickly? Maybe you shades can move faster than I realized."

Someone was kind enough to get Bahamut a towel-- well, several towels. It was odd. This body type was supposed to be more ethereal in nature, yet it was more on the solid side. And the drab gray color. Well, he supposed it compensated his typical demeanor. He was busy rubbing his crystalline...

"Why not use Baha Blast's suggestion?" Esper bubbled from his goopy puddle. "Find Groudon or some other big sunny sun maker to make some sun for him. Or are you going to cause a luminous orb shortage worldwide?"

Esper shrugged. "How should I know? Just because I'm the familiar, doesn't me I'm familiar. I'm no necrozmaologist, y'know." A muddy wing plapped against the open windowsill. Bahamut's gray head popped up, eyes brimming with red and orange. He glared at Esper. "You are an infuriating little...

“Oh, no big deal. He only got blown up a couple of times.” Esper waved Zinc off, disappointed his hijinx had gotten no response.

Bahamut's bag dropped to the ground. And the moment it did, the opening parted and a small, goopy poipole head poked out. Esper watched Bahamut go to lift Starr up and carry her to one of the beds. It was touching... in a sad way. Something must've snapped inside the guy, because now he was at...

Logging four hours of writing last night, which, with the bonus from the battle, should be enough to purchase second ascent. Stat distribution to come later. :V

“But you are willing to work out a compromise?” Bahamut asked. “It would mean a great deal to them all. And Giovanni is still at large. Replenishing our ranks might be vital to the planet’s safety.”

Bahamut tilted his head. Tree of Life? Hmm... that had been mentioned at some point, hadn't it? Bahamut's head was a bit too fuzzy to recall the details, but Maple's reaction gave him enough of an answer. If there was ever a time for a distraction, this was it. "Err, a thought just occurred to...