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Nate shielded his eyes as the light intensified, only for the glow to be snuffed out and the burning heat to be replaced with biting cold. He blinked and squinted into the infirmary as the light slowly returned. Jesus. Dramatic much? But after all that, everything had turned out fine. Nate's...

Nate smiled when Silver started trying to threaten them. "Well, I guess he's feeling better. Hey, Silver, you'd better get waking up if you're gonna pay me back for that o--fuck!" Nate yelped as Silver's body erupted in heat and light, and the goodra dragged him back before he could get burnt up...

"Uh..." Nate looked back and forth between Silver and the gleaming mirrors. Maybe they could kind of push him outside? Nate felt like they were going to want plenty of space, and being out under the real sun just felt right. On the other hand, he had no idea how long it would take to get the...

Today was just full of fucking surprises, wasn't it? Nate squinted up at Silver, not sure if he'd really heard what he thought he'd heard, not sure if the tingling in his chest was hope or anxiety. "Silver? Hey, Silver!" He raised his voice. "You in there?" Turning to the goodra nurse, he said...

Nate jumped when the goodra appeared out of fucking nowhere. Jesus, he thought he was alone in here. Privacy, much? "I thought you guys had an idea of what was going on with him," Nate said, trying to sound casual. "Nobody around seems to know much. I think sleeping all the time's normal, yeah...

Nate still needed to talk to Diyem, kinda urgently, about what the fuck all that Overseer shit was about and what exactly they were supposed to do about it. But when he arrived in the infirmary, the guy wasn't there. Apparently he was all healed up and they were just, like, letting him run...

"Okay, come on!" Rocky said, bounding towards the nearest flower shop. "There should be lots to choose from in here! And we can get the other flowers we were thinking of, too. And you're going to have to help me deliver them," he said with a wink. "I won't be able to carry all of them by...

"Oh! Let's get some ivy flowers, then. You deserve something for helping out," Rocky said. "And we should make a bouquet for Cynthian, too. We can pick out all kinds of flowers if she likes a lot, then. And then when she gets back, she'll have some nice flowers in her room to welcome her home...

"Oh..." Rocky said. "Yes, he should apologize. Umm, but, that's okay!" He could do that one himself. Sunflowers were definitely a good idea. "What's your favorite flower, Ivy? Do you know Cynthian's?"

"Oh, I do know sunflowers! They would look great in other colors." If he was going to get some just for himself, Rocky would get all the different colors, naturally. "But if the yellow ones are special, those are the ones we can get. And I won't try to eat any!" It was great that there were...

Rocky leaned forward eagerly while the smaller familiar considered. She was obviously thinking really hard, so whatever she came up with was bound to be great! But when Ivy announced her answer, Rocky was silent for a moment. "What's... What's a 'carnation?'" he asked.

"Oh, daisies!" Rocky's flames leapt and sparked. "I know those! That's good. I didn't know whether the flowers Mudkip knows are the same as the ones in worlds like this. I didn't know if there would only be, umm, berry flowers, or something like that. But yes, daisies are good. And Arceus even...

Well, that didn't sound too confident, but that was okay. There were two of them to figure this out, after all. They could do a great job together! And if Ivy thought about flowers a lot, there was no way they could mess this up! "Okay, great!" Rocky said. "First I wanted to get some flowers for...

"Oooh, Ivy. That's a pretty name!" And it was a plant name, too. She'd definitely be able to help. "Umm, I was looking for some flowers. To give to the people who got hurt in the last battle. Or people who are sad. But there's so many of them!" He gestured at a couple of nearby florist shops...

Rocky wandered the marketplace, now and again pausing to peer anxiously at one of the stalls. He knew what he wanted to buy, and there were plenty of places to get it, but... he had to do this right! It was important. He caught sight of another shadowy form through the shifting crowd. Glowing...

Hey, Neco! Great to see you over here, too. We've got a lot of villainous-team fans here, so hopefully you'll be able to find something you'll enjoy reading. And people interested in your fics as well! I know what you mean about your fics becoming super long... fortunately I enjoy reading really...

The smirk faded from Nate's face as Diyem's explanation came out, and by the end of it he'd managed to curl in on himself to be even smaller than before. "Oh, now you realize that was pretty mean?" Rocky asked, arms crossed over chest. Nate shot him a death glare, then turned back to Diyem...

Nate was flopped on his stomach near the back of the living group, head propped up on his hands, scowling. Rocky lounged next to the mudkip, tail looped lazily around his ankles. "You're being quiet," the familiar said. Nate grunted. "Pretty much everybody's on the same page. Gotta tell Maple...

"Yeah. Let's." But even as he stepped closer to Maple, prepared for the Escape Orb to whisk them all away, he couldn't help but look back into the trees, where the path of Blacklight fumes still glowed. For now. <><><>

"Wait, Sword! Goddammit," Nate snarled, taking a step towards where the charmander (more fucking charthings?) had disappeared, but of course, she was gone. And the mewtwo with her--so it had been the weird familiar mewtwo after all. Maybe Giovanni really was out of commission, if those two were...