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"Harnessing" the shadows. Right. Nate looked from the charmander with the tail spitting black flame to the dark charizard glaring from his other side. No points for guessing who was really fucking in charge here. "So, uh, what gave you the idea of, you know, trying to learn to use the darkness...

(( Nate eats cookies whenever he DAMN WELL pleases. :P )) Realistically, Nate wasn't going to be able to lose the charmander if he really wanted to have a heart-to-heart; he just wasn't fast enough. But through sheer luck, it seemed like he might have an opening. Nate wasn't about to literally...

"Mmm." Nate glanced towards the table Owen indicated and tossed another cookie in his mouth. "Well, you checked, and obviously, I'm fine. Good talk. Now, I've got a date with dinner." He turned to go.

The loaded potato wedges he had, what, shoved in his bag where they could go all cold and linty and get random shit stuck to them? Nate could pay for food (or make other people pay for food) here. He didn't need to eat whatever random shit people offered him. He faced Owen full on. "Whatcha...

Oh, wonderful. He'd just been thinking that exactly what he needed now was a bit of fucking company. Nate scowled briefly at Owen and then went back to browsing his food options. "What mudkip eat?" he grunted. "That's easy. Pizza, and burgers, and nachos, and"--well, what was down here was...

Destiny Village wasn't bad, really. Almost homey. And it even had a proper colosseum, something Nate hadn't seen in ages. And the minccino hadn't been super interested in sticking around for a few fights, which, well, more than fine with him. The battles weren't great, which didn't surprise Nate...

This is a fantastic concept for a story! I really love the idea of Ash unwittingly traveling around with reincarnated Giovanni (as a nidoran!) and Giovanni's persian and generally having no clue, the way Ash does. There's all kinds of fun to be had with how both Ash and Giovanni would handle...

"Well, that's good," Nate said. "Sometimes you just gotta talk this shit through." Indeed, it seemed like the minccino was interested in his personal shit now. Time to get gone. "Yeah, I used to be human, but not for a while now," Nate said. He got up and started fussing with his pack, pulling...

"Yeah, like that," Nate said. "Fuck the shadows, seriously. And the shaymin, and that fucking machine, and that fucking smeargle and this whole fucking shitty world." Nate smiled, watching the words drift and fade away on the white steam of his breath. "Feel better?"

(( lol, good question, Cino! )) Nate didn't think it likely that nobody else had gotten hurt by the seed flares; from what he recalled, those had torn people up pretty bad. He wasn't about to go digging around in the old memories to try and dispute it, though. "Yeah, helping other people out in...

Eh? The shadow thing was back again? Nate tensed, then crammed the rest of the nanab berry in his face and got it down in a couple of chews. He was ready to go if more water was needed, but he couldn't see anything this time. The only thing weird was the minccino seemed a little more distant...

Well, fuck. The heavy shit just didn't end, did it? It was one thing if the minccino'd gotten zapped and the shadow thing had only shown up then, but if this was something he'd been dealing with since he was back in his own world, and it'd followed him over here somehow, that was a whole other...

Oh, Jesus. So the minccino claimed it was a shadow, but then something to do with a parasite? Either way, it sounded like a whole fuckton of bad news. Nate shrugged out from under his pack again and flipped it open. "Here. I know you said you ain't hurt, but you want a berry anyway? Maybe...

The shadowy creature obviously didn't think much of the attack, but it backed off anyway. Actually, it looked like it went--nope. Definitely not. Probably it was a dark-type or something and had decided to hitch a ride in the minccino's shadow. That would make sense. "I think it's gone for now...

The snowy forest outside Destiny Village seemed like the perfect spot to be alone for a while. Nate had barely glanced around at the town on his way out here, but at least it looked like more of a proper town than Treasure Town did. The biggest pokémon settlement he'd seen, probably. Maybe it...

The pressure behind Nate's eyes receded a little when he turned back towards Rocky, but his skull throbbed dully, threatening worse later. Forget a fucking headache, though, the shade had just--the poochyena was going on about some kind of fucking link, but no, that wasn't... Nate took a step...

Rocky kept vibrating even after the poochyena took him, and for a moment Nate was dismayed, but what had he been expecting, after all? It would probably take him a while to calm down, all things considered. Plus he might feel like he was getting abandoned or, like, Nate was trying to offload him...

Well, something there had certainly touched a nerve. "Yeah, that's true. I mean, look how many shitheads there are in this place, and it's about as pokémony as it gets," Nate said uneasily. The poochyena's change of subject stopped him from dwelling on the topic any longer, though. Was he a...