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"I don't mean later later," Nate snapped. "I just mean not right now." "He's right, you know," Rocky said, looming over Nate. "You think you can wait until you leave and then you won't have to deal with anything because you'll be on another planet. It's not going to work!" "What's going on...

"Oh," Nate said. "Yeah. That's rough." He let that sit for a few seconds, thinking. "I mean, if what you're worried about is me leaving loose ends or whatever, like, I still got some goodbyes to say, but I got it under control. I ain't got no big regrets or nothing. I'm pretty much ready to go."...

"Yeah?" Nate said. "The blades come free with that, or do you gotta pay extra?" "Ugh," Rocky said, giving Mergo a hostile look. "You aren't really going to talk to him, are you?" "Reckon I am," the marshtomp said. "You go on ahead. I'll catch up." "Catch up?! When do you ever catch up?" The...

"Oh, he's ready to go," Rocky scoffed. The familiar had his arms crossed now too, tail flicking in agitation. "Envy us, huh?" Nate took a seat in the gritty sand, leaning back on his hands. "I mean, you're doing the same thing as the rest of us, ain't you? I know it ain't the same for you in...

Nate drew back, wary, when Owen's expression briefly turned ominous. "I still don't think I'm picking up what you're putting down," he said uneasily. "Wasted time? I thought you were talking about shadow shit." "What he means," Rocky said, stalking up beside Nate, hands on hips, "is you should...

"Yes," Rocky said emphatically from behind them. It took all the self-restraint Nate had to ignore him. "I mean, we just saved like the entire fucking multiverse or something," he said. "Seems like a good enough note to go out on to me. But I still don't think I'm getting you. Just what sort of...

Nate staggered as Owen took a heavy seat in the sand, then glanced back at Rocky. They probably weren't getting out of this now, but all the same, he didn't exactly feel like getting comfortable. "Oh, yeah? Diyem seemed pretty adamant about everybody's memories going poof straight off. Seems...

"Like what? Cranky? Since I was fucking born." Nate was staring at the space where Wishkeeper had been. "Did that guy really just accuse me of being optimistic?"

"Hey!" Nate snapped, crossing his arms. "What the hell is this? Did you come over here just to bust my balls about some battle we won? We're all going home in a week anyhow, who even gives a fuck?"

"I mean, sure, I'm fine," Nate said. "We beat the Blacklight thing and all, so that's great. Not much else go--" He jumped when Wishkeeper reared up from behind Owen, focused unnervingly on Nate. "No." Oh, god, Rocky's face was probably giving it away, wasn't it? He couldn't turn to look, but...

It should be illegal to be conscious this early. Nate's head felt full of sand, his eyes gritty, his limbs each a hundred pounds. Any merciful god would have let him sleep at least another half hour. Rocky was not merciful, and he was also extremely insistent that they make it to the beach in...

Nate ducked his head, shielding himself with his hands as Owen soared up and over, showering him with water. Rocky laughed with delight. "Hi, Owen!" He waved, then caught sight of the look on Nate's face. "Oh." "Hey, Owen," Nate said uneasily. He exchanged a worried glance with Rocky. "Yeah...

By now, with Summer really in the air, walking along the beach was actually pleasant. Even if the wind and water were still cold. There were, in fact, even a few other pokémon out strolling along the water. Nate scowled at them and moved as far away as possible. He ventured down the beach until...

I went on vacation for like two days and ended up about 10k behind. :P This always happens, though! Literally every year. So I'm not particularly worried. I'm actually less behind than normal, and the end of my November is looking to be unusually quiet. Expecting to catch back up in the next...

Fortunately Nate knew his teammates could easily pick up the slack on why life was worth living and all that shit. He watched the eternatus'--or whatever's--tree glow a little brighter. Yeah. Hope and all that jazz. "They got the right idea," he said. "Life's hard, and sometimes it sucks, but if...

Oh, fucking--Rocky really should have been the one to come along for this. "There's lots of reasons to stick around," he said wearily. "If you're worried about what you might have done before, well, going away ain't gonna fix it. You gotta be something if you want to be able to make a...

"Well, this is a new world and all," Nate said. "I think you can be whatever you want. Like the dragon-guy said, it's up to you. You want to be somebody who hurts people this time around?"

"Go away," "Don't hurt me anymore..." Where had Nate heard that recently? His eye twitched. Should have sent Rocky in instead. He tried to put those thoughts out of his mind for the moment. Here was an actual problem to be solved. "We don't want to hurt you," he said. "But we know you ain't...

The battle's rage reached an ever-higher pitch, the spirits of Cibus striking back against the Blacklight thing's many tendrils. With their help, Team Spectrum's attacks grew ever more spectacular, huge beams of energy, strikes powerful enough to crack bedrock, and finally one huge explosion...

Happy birthday! Hope you have a great day... and enjoy your Blacklight boss battle. :P