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"Well, they're nomadic. They travel from place to place as the seasons become favorable, and they've lived that way for generations. There's nothing really wrong with it if that's how they prefer things, but, ahh, well..." She waved her notebook, which she always had on her. "I was too curious...

Cream laughed a little at that. "Ahh... Yeah. I felt similarly, really. I was never really one for fighting, so I can't really relate to that sort of... comparison. But even so, I feel that all my time in Destiny Village has left me wondering that, too, in a way. If the tribe back home would...

"I was!" Cream nodded, "If you have the time, of course. You've all been so busy with... well, saving the world, it's understandable that our interview assignments to seek you all out have been going slower than expected. Though, if we can arrange a time, that would be great." Cream looked...

"Um... er, excuse me. Brisa?" It was a kind voice with the hint of an electrical growl that Brisa would likely feel an immediate kinship toward. Another Luxray--though this one seemed to look more Cibusean than Brisa. Her eyes, though, seemed a lot softer. "Er, sorry to bother you," she...

The usual congratulations came and went, and Leg beamed weakly at Brisa when she approached, then briefly at Cabot. She seemed pleased, even if she lost. It stung--or maybe that was the electricity--but it still let her go all-out. She hadn't been able to do that in such a long time... Truffle...

"...Wiki... yes." Joule nodded. "Yes, I do remember going by that name, very briefly. Ah... Interesting. It's all coming back to me, now. Er, all... three or so months of it, at least..." Groudon rumbled over to them. "Does that mean I can go home now?" he asked, his voice shaking the very...

"Do you think we have enough information with all this in mind?" Cal asked Giratina. "Possibly," Giratina hummed. "But... the more the merrier! Let's return home and compare notes." "We will grant you as much support as we can," S'more said. "Not just for Shield, or Sword, but for all of...

"...A little better," Joule admitted, tapping his chest thoughtfully. "Mm... Yes. Shades... I understand completely, now. Shades are fragments of me... Fascinating. Much like Bean, or Cola and Arceus--goodness, we've had a lot of that lately, haven't we?" He rose a little higher. "Perhaps I...

"I do not think you understand the amount of dread I am feeling right now," Diyem said, stone-faced, as he walked in front of Bahamut. "We'll be here to keep you safe," Owen assured him. "Er, right? Xerneas doesn't seem all that strong, right?" He whispered to Bahamut, noticing that Xerneas was...

Joule nervously watched as it disappeared, and then his whole body seemed to rattle with a weak shudder. Then... Joule chirped, coughed, and said, "Ah--excuse me. Don't know what came over me just then..." He pat where the Shade had been. No mark. He squeezed his claws. Hummed. Joule looked a...

"I think that's everything we can do," Cal said, frowning. "Think we should go back and let everyone know what we found? Between all of this, I think we're gonna get a pretty good picture of what's happening with the Worldcore..." Giratina nodded. "I can take us out of here," she said. "I...

Rrrgh... Fine. I'm in the main lobby right now. I'll be there soon. Should I also come to do some extra sleuthing? Owen asked.

...What. Listen. Just because I am an entity of darkness within the hearts of all does not mean I am interested in being inside any Pokemon I meet. Nor the other way around. Keep that thing away from me. Wait, I thought Xerneas hated Diyem? Owen asked. He's clearly not himself. To what...

Leg went flying through the air in a sloppy tumble before landing and rolling over her shapeless self in the dirt. The doll's tatters drifted slowly to the ground around her... After a brief, stunned silence, the crowd roared again, and Incineroar announced the winners--Dark Warriors Brisa...

"How adorable," Joule said, taking the berry in one hand and then the Shade in the other. The Shade sat, docile, in his palm. "Would you like this?" He offered the berry to the Shade, who nibbled at it a little, and then made a gurgling noise. "Er... does that mean he likes it? I--GNK!" The...

"I suppose your housing would be at Parfait Way as well, or maybe a nearby street," the Salamence said, nodding. "Guess that's why a room wasn't made for ya here. Sorry about that."

"These... these four. There are four Pokemon that are also real. They make... weird beeping noises..." Sword looked like she was starting to fade completely. Her strength was depleted; soon, she would probably return to madness. She was already giggling a little. "They're totally broken, though...

The disguise was in tatters. Bits of spirit-woven fabric lay in all directions, looking totally ruined. The fabric of her dolls lay in waste, even as some of it seemed to be sewing itself back together, reviving the replica of Starr... "Khhhh.... hhhhkkksssssss... hhhkkkkkssss!" Leg was...

"I--no. I can't leave the Tree. It's very important. Bring him here, then. I'm not leaving the Tree of Life, not again, understand?" Xerneas, becoming more agitated, leaned closer to Bahamut. "Can't you contact him? I'll restore him myself. Simple. I'll show him that I can get past my disgust...

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Xerneas said, pacing around. "I can't get him out of my head. His..." He shuddered. "I need to see him for closure. So I can tell him how awful he must have been to the Xerneas of his world. I..." His hooves dug into the dirt. "Why can't you just call...