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♪♪♪ That did make a lot of sense. Physical fire residue at the scene of Reena's disappearance, who was with her Drampa, and now there were traces of dark residue where somebody with a Mightyena had gotten jacked. And of course, why not carry a move to fight off anything that might stop you...

Her hand instinctively traveled to her arm, covered now by her jacket and the compression sleeve she'd pulled back into place. "Not sure what she put on me but it's all good," she said. "Like it was never even hurting." And no needles had been needed, thank gods. Psychic. That was expected...

"It-it's okay," she cooed as she stepped closer. "Take a deep breath. What was your fault? Are you hurt?" She glanced toward the Nosepass, tilting her head solemnly. "Can I assist in any way?" Shit. He hadn't just got up and left the infirmary. He was snatched away entirely. Now the fuckers...

Odette had woken up early to get the fuck out of the infirmary. Really, she just wanted to get back to her room. Her burn was fine, she was fine, so she could go back to her room. Nurse Joy could yell at her later. As she left, she noticed one of the rooms--the one with the guy Odile liked and...

To: Hazel (Weavile) ...do we still use a fax machine? Idfk i probably broke it at some point, odettes bf rly likes challenging me to not break shit and i do it just to see him make a mad face i probably dont have access tho, super top secret at least where im from also odette...

"So what you're saying is..." Clovis began. "Yeah," Odette replied, nodding toward the camera of her phone. "Some madlad blasted ya with an icy flame," Guzma continued. "Yep." "And your bite wouldn't respond to the cream," Clovis added. "Uh huh." "And on top of that people are going...

To: Hazel (Weavile) man ur another one of those science bozos r u fukin Virtue scientists b askin me that kinda shit all the time where im from i bet i could just fax u their shit do u even kno what a fax machine is, its crazy, ill tell u about it real talk ive been around...

To: Wallace p sure its just a human thing, u all have that bullshit i guess >:< and blood isnt scary blood is fine but am biased also wtf do u MEAN its not therapiss???? CLOVIS STOP FUKIN TEXTIN HER AND GO TO BED SHES FINE oo woops wrong number hang on srry odettes bfs keep txtin...

To: Hazel (Weavile) ... i had to goggle wut amorphous means but i think i understand they change wen i change so i guess so. y tho? i already swapped with a mortal once, i donut want to do it again >:< BUT THX FOR ACKNOWLEDGEDGIN MY MEME NOBODY FUKIN GETS IT nd im free from the shakles...

To: Gladion (multiverse) u cant suffer from brain damage when u dont have NEmore dyin cells :> To: Gladion (multiverse) real talk how does feelin ur cells constantly dying not drive u fukin crazy To: Wallace learned ur lesson huh To: Wallace real talk its fine it would...

Really, had it already been six minutes? And her arm was still tingling? This wasn't just bullshit, it felt rigged. "I...guess I'm walking," she replied. "Good choice. I'll lead the way." As Enora spoke, Odile came fluttering back down to land on the grass before them...

Even with blurred vision, she could tell that this 'comforting' thing wasn't Kimiko's forte either. Though, maybe it wasn't what she was doing, or what she was saying--more how she was saying it. A little strained, a little panicked. Odette wouldn't fault her for that; she'd just tossed a great...

That outburst had not been lost on her. She'd merely flinched, but couldn't get herself to stop talking. Somewhere in the back of her crowded mind, she told herself she was in for a tongue lashing later. That was the least of her concerns. She shook her head. "I...I have no idea. Preoccupied...

Odette had taken to settling her head between her knees, squeezing her eyes shut as she tried to let the cream do it's thing, like it always did. However, she quite nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard somebody call out to her. In a moment of pure urge to fight, she shot up, and...

She wasn't sure where the fuck she was trying to run to. She just knew it needed to not be at the cove. The effects of the Heal Bell were wearing off faster than she was anticipating it to. Just what the fuck even was that flame? Why was it making her own burn have a fucking meltdown like...

She felt a pang of guilt, hearing how Hazel could no longer speak with her coherently. But...somehow, there was a part of her that understood. Even as the giant lug put a talon over her heart, she felt like she knew what was being said. There was some comfort in there. But it still didn't...

It happened as slow and peacefully as the initial swap had. First she was there, then she wasn’t, and then all was normal. Back in her body, where she shouldn’t have left in the first place. It was relief for a quick second, before she felt hot pin pricks running up her scarred arm. They...

Hazette had never wanted to be able to speak out loud more in her entire life. First Hazel, as her, going off about blowing his brains out, then the better Wes basically taking the fucking words right out of her mouth. She wished she could add the cherry on top, with how much anger was building...