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Mia's eyes narrowed to slits, her voice dropping its usual nonchalance. "No. I want him back." The Mudkip was angry, spiteful. Why was Nate so weird about Dave? She was foggy on what it was that he thought about him exactly, Dave had refused to talk about it, but it was bad and he still thought...

"The way Dave's Shadow works is he follows him around sometimes and says things that Dave's thinking." Mia paused for a moment. The way Shadows all worked differently for some reason was weird. As far as she could remember, all that ever happened to Nate was his voice just changed a bit. But...

"I'm fine. Dave worries about me a lot because the other me went off and died, but this body is a lot better. When we get him back maybe he'll see that I'm not going to get killed. And we can see somebody about his brain problems." And they could see if anywhere else in Cibus had better hotdogs...

Mia cocked her head. "Why didn't you test if he was lying? You didn't want to have to follow him. You could have experimented and found out." But he didn't like science, so maybe that was why. Nate was also talking like the familiars would have to do more fighting than before. Did he not know...

"I was sparring with Ivy," she said. "She's not very good but it was okay. I didn't see Rocky but maybe he's here anyway. I haven't been here very long and I heard people going past while we were fighting." She paused, frowning. "Last time you said Rocky can't go very far away from you because...

Shadow remained glued to Owen, shivering, eyes closed, muttering something, clinging to him for dear life as he tried to shake him off. It didn't seem to be doing anything, predictably enough. Well, whatever, let him do his thing. That didn't matter. Brisa was approaching, trying, and Owen...

Fighting Ivy had been predictably easy, but even while being chopped into goo several times, Ivy'd been having fun. When she left she wanted to spar again. That was good. Mia remained in the training room for a while, practicing moves against a punching bag, but it was never as fun against an...

"Nobody's killing anyone!" Dave snarled. Radiance was crackling in his fur. "Jesus Christ, just nonlethally knock him out if we need to!"

Shadow jumped as Brisa's efforts shattered the Protect shields. He landed on Owen's neck, where he... just wrapped his paws around him, clung to him. "Please," he muttered, eyes squeezed shut, clutching the Charizard in a hug. "Remember the other day, when we were reading books?" Oh my fucking...

Owen's dark cackling sent a chill down Dave's spine -- but the passing recognition of Brisa made his heart jump, gave him a Radiant certainty that Owen was in there, they could get him back. His mind raced. Owen was preparing stored attacks that'd smash through both his shields easily. He had to...

Dave froze, eyes wide, his insides liquefying as the Protects shattered. Owen, no, he wouldn't-- --and then something tackled him, and he tumbled across the ground. He sprang back to his feet, disoriented -- Brisa, no-- Another burst of Radiance and two barriers shimmered into existence around...

Mia stood up. "It's at the Colosseum." She turned toward the exit, only checking if Ivy was following as an afterthought.

Shit. Shit, what was happening. “Owen? You in there? Come on!” His body was coiled like a spring, hackles up, ready to bolt. The Radiance wasn’t doing anything. Maybe they did have to knock him out. Maybe that was the only way to snap him out of it. Just so long as Vix didn’t fucking try to...

So Ivy wanted to spar. Mia wasn't sure if she'd be that good at it if she'd never fought before. But if they tried she would get better. "That would be nice," she said. "Do you want to go to the Colosseum training rooms?"

"I don't think anything will happen. We'll stay here and do what we want." Mia paused. "I'll keep sparring more."

A shiver went down Dave's spine at the pleading in his voice. Every Poochyena braincell in his head wanted to obey and get out of here as he began to glow. He was evolving. "Owen, hey, Owen!" He braced himself, legs shaking, called on that little buzz in his head, and summoned a Radiant Guard...

Mia looked blankly at Ivy. "No. I feel fine."

"The other me is dead. It's too bad. I could have sparred with her." Scythes couldn't permanently harm her body. And she could make hers blunter so they wouldn't hurt her human body. That would be good. "I would have to make myself bigger, though."

Mia shrugged. "I remember being a shade a bit. But mostly I remember the other me. I don't remember being her but I remember everything Dave remembers about her."

Dave had told her about nightmares once. Mia didn't dream, or at least didn't remember them if she did. "Were they nightmares about teeth? Dave said that's common but it sounds very weird."