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Bahamut slowly rolled over. At least the hollow eyes made it impossible to read his exhaustion levels. "It was the Qliphoth. That is... essentially, what's waiting for me back home."

"Grrah!" Bahamut abruptly rolled over... in Owen's general direction. His eyes lit up. "What happened?"

There was no core, however. Because they were seeing things as if they were the core. Sure enough, the scattered armor pieces vibrated. They would fly right at Owen and Cal, even though they were incapable of doing anything. The room and the monster, Cerberus, would grow further away, replaced...

Owen's voice failed to reach him. A distorted silhouette spread across the floor. Puddles of gray water... but also fire? And lightning? Icicles hanging from the ceiling, dripping sparks instead of water. The sensation of a warm room suddenly turning bone-chilling cold before growing sweltering...

Bahamut's claws dragged across the floor again. This time he pawed at his metallic mane. His core erupted in a burst of pink light. The room's two other occupants would find a psychic force pressing on their minds. Images of thorn covered vines filled with viscous, red and purple fluid would...

Bahamut stared at them for a bit. Given he was already sleepy, his gaze slowly shifted to their tail flames. Crackling in almost rhythmic manners, but not quite. Flames had not patterns to them. They burned with spontaneity. But such tiny, concentrated flames were peaceful. Cozy. Bahamut never...

"Clear your mind of possible corruptive influences, hmm?" Bahamut crossed one foreleg over the other. "Kind of hard to do when Owen Two is quite literally attached at the hip to you and Owen Three," he gestured to Cal, "follows you around like a hatchling would their parent. "But go right...

Best to play dumb in these situations. But not too dumb. "We probably got dragged through Ultra Wormholes and wound up in this place. Ultra Space can mutate people," he looked at Miss Talking Hat, "so if you weren't always a mimikyu, radiation exposure could explain your transformation. Though...

"Is that so?" Bahamut's eyes turned yellow. "Mmm. How nice of our allies to jump so quickly to your defense. I hope you thanked them for that." He shook his head. "Regardless, I'm skeptical about such claims. We've been here for months. In that time, most of the physical damage has been done by...

"What's a silvally? I'm a silvally." Nero chuckled. What a silly question. Though really he was just tiptoeing around saying anything he shouldn't. "Though, I'm guessing you actually want me to say I'm made from science." "Fuck yeah, science!" A much deeper voice crackled like it was coming...

Oh, for pity's sake. Why was he being stalked by the Band of Owens™? "I spent the night talking with the constabulary. I might've crushed a robber in my sleep." He shifted position slightly. "There was an explosion. I take it the lack of sadness in your disposition suggests no one was killed...

"You're being attacked by a vicious hat?" Nero shrugged.

"Silvally." Nero's cheek-bolts rotated in their sockets. He opened his other eye. Both turned a dusty gray, much like the cranidos' scales. It occurred to him that it might be important to keep his employer's information under wraps. That was part of the job, after all. "You can call me Nero, I...

Nero poked one mechanical eye open. "Hey, if you're going to try and teach yourself Hyper Voice, could you do it somewhere else? World-jumping really messes with my circadian rhythm."

It had been a very strange night. First there were explosions Bahamut chose to ignore. Then, sometime after he'd fallen back asleep in the middle of the residential area, he was getting prodded by what apparently passed as a neighborhood watch and gotten dragged off to talk with a magnezone...

"Huh, that's something this place actually has in common with Etherium. How about that?" Esper giggled into his hand. "Except there, it was Baha Blast getting annoyed at charizard picking fights with his friends. He'll never admit it, but I think he's secretly happy Eternatus wiped out their...

Oh, was this where his assignment had taken him? Odd. Nero's boss hadn't mentioned there being other people involved. He really hoped he wasn't getting punked. Still, soft grass and fog. Could be a relaxing combination. Green and purple lines overtook the white of his mechanical parts. A yawn...

There's a strong chance this character might spend a solid portion of this "sleeping" due to my own schedule in February and possibly part of March. We'll see. Name: Nero Species: Silvally Appearance: Personality: A cheerful, albeit somewhat goofy optimist. Tries to see the good in everyone...

"Y'know, what if it's not something related to Giovanni?" Esper breastroke through the air until he reached Shield. He sat on the lucario's shoulder and leaned against his snout. "I mean, this guy caused us headaches and blew up the Isle of Light with Space Noodle. What if it's just some poor...

"Aww, snap!" Esper smooshed his cheeks. "Another plot twist!" It was undoubtedly a good thing Bahamut was not here.