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Green and purple expanded in Bahamut’s eyes. “Very well. Then I shan’t pry further. Just know that even the most fortified psyches have their weak points. That’s why it’s important to lean on others for support.”

“Is something wrong, dear? You seem... distressed.” Bahamut clasped his upper wings together. “Did something bad happen?”

“Tea time. A sacred tradition for some.” Bahamut gestured to Icepix. “Also, Astrid cloned herself. Impressive, no?” His sense of humor always left something to be desired.

It didn't sound like he'd just pick pokémon seemingly at random. If there was a method to Diyem's selection, he certainly didn't offer any hints in that regard. "Regardless... Diyem isn't even here. He remained behind. So, ultimately, we'll be fending for ourselves." Bahamut lowered a wing to...

Bahamut slithered across the ground and coiled his body around a chair so his head rested on top of it. "Actually, I never met him prior to him summoning me." The red and orange expanded in his eyes again. "Which is exactly why I'm more than skeptical of his intensions. He randomly summoned a...

"I absorb the light of the heavens." Bahamut clasped both sets of wings together. "Sunlight. Moonlight. Solar flares. It makes no difference. Or, well, it made no difference back home. This backup body is not as good at taking in light." He shook his head. "It's like the difference between the...

“Very well. Though you will be the only one drinking.” He pointed into his open beak. “No organs to digest with.”

“Words that are wise beyond years.” Bahamut cracked a smile. “Consider this, though: ‘the blank canvas is only limited by the artist’s imagination.’” He paused for Icepix to reflect on it. “You are in a new world. In a temporary body. You can reinvent yourself however you see fit.” He uncurled...

Confess your sins, first. I know you are hiding them.

Again, Diyem had shown his ineptitude when it came to recruiting. Again Bahamut considered just what sort of stake Diyem had in all of this. If he truly wanted this world saved, why was he taking such a sloppy approach to forming a team to fight for it? “It would seem... our handler deceived...

Let me guess... it was one of the kittens. They spend so much time in the main dojo area I’d assume they owned the building if it didn’t look like a marowak. Bahamut sighed. But he filed the report away for later. If it was Brisa or Starr, he’d have to keep an eye on them. This wasn’t a power...

“I see.” Again, Bahamut didn’t adjust his position. A pensive blue spread through his eyes and face. Actual nobility. A pity. The poor icepix didn’t know what he was getting himself in to, did he? “I am Bahamut.” His mismatched eyes peered down at Icetales. “Riddle me this, aristocrat: exactly...

A pensive look spread over Bahamut’s face. “It’s been a long time since I heard anyone talk like that.” He didn’t move from his position. “Are you an aristocrat, per chance?”

Reviewed a chapter of Fledglings (on Serebii, but it will be here eeveentually :veelove:).

The little charmander's makeshift stand had gotten Bahamut thinking about other uses for foodstuffs. It had been terrifyingly long since he'd actually done any sort of work with, say, incenses, but a cursory scan of the shops in Treasure Town revealed nothing that would help him in his...

Bahamut watched Nip leave in silence. "If it's naturopathy you're working toward, I might be able to help you, child." He lifted a wing up and traced in a circle. A small halo of light appeared for a flicker of a second. "Alone, there's only so much berries can do... but couple berry juice with...

"But that's exactly why we should catch any we come across." Bahamut tapped a wing against the ground. "If we cannot study them, then how can we hope to develop a remedy? We can't keep beating folks senseless, after all." He sighed. "If Aegis Cave was any indication, the parasites can multiply...

Sparring. Bahamut showed nothing to give away his disinterest in the notion. "I will continue to speak with the stars and see what opinions they offer me." He reached over and took one of the cups in his wing-claws. It was a bit on the small side for someone standing— or, rather, laying at seven...

Bahamut's head tendrils shriveled. "The most dangerous foes are the ones with nothing left to lose." Purple spread over his eyes. "I have nothing waiting for me back home. It doesn't matter what happens to me. But you all... need to return safely. And I do not believe Diyem when he says that we...

“Mmm. It is temporary, but still welcome nonetheless.” Bahamut’s tail wrapped around his torso, wedging itself between his chest spikes. “Now the question is figuring out to use this power in battle. I do not believe there’s a simple answer to that.”