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Koa nodded, smiling a little as he thought of his own team. Ho-oh's feathers, he missed them. Brisa though... He didn't want to think about that. Or the fact that even though he was returning to his own team, his own home, he wouldn't remember anything. "You have good friends back home, right?"...

Koa nodded eagerly. He'd been worried for a moment, when he'd seen Brisa shadow herself like that. Of course it was all part of a plan. "Honestly? Not really. I guess I'm just... talking to people. Catching up and stuff." He let his words trail off. Other than Amp Plains he'd seen almost...

Right, that match. He almost wished he'd volunteered to join Brisa in the fight, but he also felt just fine watching. He was still a little surprised that Soda was back on his feet again, and allowed to participate in a colosseum match. Although he supposed it wasn't his fault... "That was...

There was still a few days to go before the final fight, the final strike against the Blacklight. And then... home. But he couldn't find it in himself to be worried for the fight itself, not when he was so confident in the team. Instead he just found himself feeling vaguely annoyed. It was all...

Koa met her eyes and smiled. "I love it," he declared, without hesitation. And in his heart, he knew Brisa would understand he wasn't just talking about the drinks. <><><>

The words burned in the best possible way. "I will," Koa choked out the words and swallowed harshly. "I will. And... I want that for you." He sniffed. "You deserve to be happy too, when you go home. To rest and and to be loved and to find people who treat you right and accept you... You don't...

After setting his own cup down, Koa hugged her in return, almost burying his head into her thick mane. His grip was tight, as if he could somehow avoid having to leave if he just held her close enough. He couldn't have asked for a better mentor, friend, or sister. It took a long few moments...

A bit more warmth crept through Koa's bones, though he felt it wasn't just from the drink. "You did," he said softly. I suddenly struck him fully, that this was it. One of the last moments he'd ever really share with Brisa. He felt a pang of sadness, though it swiftly faded. He'd made peace...

The first sip sent a slow, buzzing warmth through Koa. The spice of cinnamon made his tastebuds prickle satisfyingly. For a moment, he closed his eyes to savor the buzz of flavors - the way the apples conplimented the berries and spice so perfectly- He'd had plain cider before, on holidays and...

Koa's eyes widened at the description. That sounded amazing. "It's kinda of... cool, isnt it? I mean I get my first drink as a Manectric, on some crazy world where you can just see legendaries at a bar." He shook his head to himself as they waited, a slight smile on his jaws. Ever since their...

Koa followed after her, curiosity drumming his heart. He'd never thought much of the option back home, but here sounded much more exciting. The idea felt so strange. He'd get his first drink but he'd never remember it either. It was funny, in a sad way. Even so his mood remained undampened. He...

Phew. Well that had been unexpected and fun! The very best kind of fun, in fact, since there'd even been a battle! Hoopa hummed a little tune as they set about closing the portal and adjusting a few things in the micro-dimenion they had 'borrowed'. A few cracks spread across the distant walls...

Hoopa clapped their hands together gleefully. "Hoopa love a battle!" Even if the two beings battling made Hoopa want to jump right through one of its own portals and flee. They'd have to keep a closer eye on those 'potions'. That thing... Hoopa shuddered. All these transformations made Hoopa...

Hoopa was having a hard time deciding which of the many occurences during this game was the best, when there so many. Still, theycould feel the ethereal dimensional powers of this place weakening, which meant time was short. Such a shame... a shame... Hoopa rubbed their hands together. Still...

Koa takes his final days to make time to visit every legendary, just to talk briefly. First and foremost, he makes sure to thank each legendary for their help in the final battle, and for protecting Cibus. They may not be the same as his world, but he wants to understand what drives them all...

Hoopa appeared quite suddenly, near Red, hands outstretched and glowing with psychic power as they restrained him. Then a loud feral cry interrupted everyone, accompanied by a wave of eerie energy that would likely cause most to stumble, save for ghost-types perhaps. "NO!" For a brief moment...

"That's right!" Hoopa declared. Yes, that sounded right. They turned to Ghaspius. This ghost was fun. He understood! "Yes perfect! Hoopa says that everyone has to drink the potions if they don't get a question right," they snickered, then sobered slightly. "Hey!" they howled in the direction of...

"Him!" Hoopa pointed to Horizon, then mock scowled at him. "For almost torching Hoopa's store! You know how to play, right?" Hoopa sure hoped the Dragonite did, they weren't sure they rememebered. Maybe they should get some drinks or snacks too....

A golden ring suddenly manifested and Hoopa reappeared through it, looked a bit harried. From the other side of the ring, a voice could just barely be heard shouting... "-or the last time I don't want to join your game. Leave me alone before I tell-" Hoopa cackled, then stuck out their tongue...

A mischievous snicker fills the air and music begins to play distantly from unknown speakers...