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"That's true, but..." But what good did it do against an opponent that could counter all of his skills. Someone like Joule, for example. Or... No, he wasn't going to think about it. He wasn't going to think about her. She couldn't do anything to him so long as he was here, on Cibus. Besides...

"You should consider yourself fortunate. I've never been the sturdiest, but I feel like I could take more than I can here." His mind drifted for a moment. Snapping jaws. Burning fairy energy. He winced slightly, then caught himself and shook his head. "I'd still have my strength," he...

Was it that obvious? He decided to not question the fact that others were feeling down after the fight. Icetales and Cynthian, Astrid and Vix, he was certain that he'd be more down on himself if he had been in their fur (or petals, or... wax?) But that was beside the point. His gaze drifted to...

After the battle at the collesieum, Nip had come to in the infirmary. He had been informed of the battle results — unfortunately a loss — treated, and released. Beneath the pungent scent of medicine, he *swore* he could still smell singed fur. And now he was ready to take a long rest, sleeping...

From the stands, Nip watched the opposing teams with narrowed eyes. He'd been working with them for long enough to have a clue how they fought. But it was different when he was facing the in battle. And he knew he should take in as much information as possible. Owen and Brisa, Astrid and Vix...

Nip - already rounding back for another attack - slowed to a stop, confusion clouding his gaze. It... was already over? He blinked twice, then relaxed his posture, though his gaze remained confused and surprised. "Well... if you ever want a rematch..."

The concept of a sparring match, or even a test of skill in front of an audience, was not foreign to Nip. But an audience this size was certainly not the norm. His tail feathers twitched, though whether it was out of anxiety, excitement, or some combination of the two was unclear. To his side...

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1.3: Resisting Berries To explain the uses of berries in this category, we must take a moment to discuss the origin of nearly all pokemon powers: the LIfe of the World. While this is the technical term, for the sake of simplicity this section will refer the Life of the World as aura, the common...

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He perked up slightly offering a weak smile. "...Thank you. Yveltal. I'll remember this." With that, he bowed his head respectfully, then turned and began to pad down the road, back towards the guild. At least, he hoped he was headed for the guild. <><><><>

"I see. You... make a valid argument," Nip said after a moment of silence. "One that I cannot easily refute. I..." He let out a sigh, his earfeathers drooping. "I am sorry, Yveltal, I did not mean to keep you this long. Thank you for speaking with me." He took a couple steps back, hesitated...

"Is impending doom not here already?" Nip replied, raising one paw to gesture to the dark ball of energy suspended above the bubble. He lowered his arm and hunched his shoulders, then hesitated before adding, "I... do understand your hesitation. But.... if a god cannot atone for the wrongs they...

"Mm. I try to." He paused. One of his ear feathers twitched. "Though... I could argue that if any disaster that's hit your world needed outside help. It's this one. Many of the previous threats were either smaller in scale, or else a part of this world already. This is something... bigger. Many...

He tilted his head, curious. Then his expression became more serious. Hesitance. A slight shifting of his weight. "I won't pretend to understand humans. Prior to coming here, I had never heard of them. But I can understand the desire to not return home. Perhaps they have nothing to go back to...

Ah that was right. The story of this world's Yveltal had nearly slipped his mind. "I have heard the stories," he replied. "It is an unfortunate story. Though... I suppose I can sympathize. It must be hard for you to have your powers viewed in a negative light. Most pokemon don't wish to die. And...

Nip followed the gesture, drooping slightly. "Not there? Guess I'll try going back to the guild." Which meant finding his way all the way back. Joy. He returned his gaze to Yveltal as she spoke up again. "Well... It's the same in some ways. Dangerous, with the odds stacked against us. But this...

"Oh, not at all," Nip began, before adding, "a-although I'm sure you're much more powerful than you make yourself out to be." Oh Yveltal, he hoped he hadn't offended... Yveltal. Someow, the saying carried less weight when he was staring her in the face. "My question was much more... mundane in...

As much as he wanted to stare in awe, Nip fought the urge to gawk. He at first looked Yveltal in the eye, then lost his nerve and instead shifted his gaze to some point just beyond her. Idly, he scratched behind one ear feather. "Is it that obvious? Yes. I am Nip of team spectrum." He hesitated...

Almost as if fate was toying with his thoughts, the great shadow that passed by overhead made Nip freeze in place, his tailfeathers spreading behind him. The fur on his spine prickled as the shadow passed, then descended, landing nearby. By all accounts, the fact that he was left alone should...