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Laura nodded, eyes widening instantly. That question did more for her brain than a fucking espresso would. "Is he documented in your world?" she asked, a little sharply. "He's just a conspiracy theory in mine, but I'm pretty fucking sure Perihelion's research is based on him, however much of...

Sleet snickered loudly. "Ssleet does not have an assss-hole, only cloaca," she jeered. "Kind of ammm an assss-hole, though, yes." She peered at the human guise, wondering whether it was just an illusion, or true shapeshifting. Interesting. Weird, too. And maybe whatever Type this one was...

Group Chat: Serious Business liminal_lacrimose: Thanks for this, W. Hazel x liminal_lacrimose: This is laura weir btw - speaking for noivern malachai and inteleon sleet too i guess liminal_lacrimose: Just a thought, everyone - we might wanna get some serious investigation done at the start of...

Sleet allocated a portion of her snooping each day to the forest. It was partly because the forest was fucking huge, and she hoped to get lucky enough to spot something by chance by searching bit-by-bit, but it was also partly because it was fun. She liked how easy it was to hide, and how many...

Hazel's sweetness pulled Laura's mouth into a genuine smile. She seemed so uncomplicatedly Good. It made her seem a little like a child, but it was hard to think of her as one when she was so formidable. "Has anyone quizzed that klefki?" she asked, offhand, when Gladion was done. "But yes...

Laura sucked her teeth and nursed her cup in both hands. "You know," she said, quietly, "the first time I was ever attacked by a wild pokémon strong enough to actually kill me, the thought of it squatted in my head for days afterward. Weeks, even. The thing is, I was fine, I didn't actually get...

"Tea, perfect..." Laura sat herself down, signing a greeting to Hazel with a warm smile as she did. When waitstaff came by she'd ask for pastries. Anything would do, but croissants or something would be perfect right about now. "I guess I've been able to gather some information, it's just not...

She'd overslept. Damnit. No accounting for the effects of stress and poor sleep hygiene, she supposed. She checked her phone and tapped out a head-empty reply to Gladion. He wrote in such a formal way, how was he even raised? Conversation With: Gladion Hey - been doing a TON of flying...

Laura gladly took Lourine's hand and did her best to maintain eye contact and shake a normal amount, like a regular person. <Your number,> prompted Malachai. "Oh, right." Laura handed the other girl a strip of notepad paper with her own number on it, "In case we find out anything more." She...

Sleet chuckled in her guttural, cackling way, glad at least that this human wanted to know what she'd discovered, even if she hadn't gotten a rise out of her. She signed deftly to Laura to explain her findings, impatient to communicate swiftly. Laura nodded, and bit her lip, then conveyed it...

Malachai seemed satisfied with the answer. He snorted lightly, and turned his attention back to the exchange of ideas. Laura nodded at Lourine's latest point. "I've been thinking it was a pokémon both powerful and stealthy, or perhaps very fast, to get the jump on people. But if the element of...

Laura nodded, taking in everything Lourine said. "I wrote off competition already, pretty much. We're all from different worlds and as far as I know we're not competing for any prize, so what would be the point? Unless I'm wrong about that, I guess." She shook her head. "Plus, this person has...

Laura nodded, and put a knuckle to her teeth for a moment. "You might be onto something, there. I heard some folks from the Trousselin quizzed some trainers, but only the pokémon are essential to any abductions. And I've noticed that pokémon in some worlds can be much more cognitively...

<I am called Malachai,> sent the noivern, hissing gutturally. "Nice to meet you," replied Laura, bowing lightly to Azar with the quick sign for [hello, you look strong] that combat 'mon generally appreciated. "Don't mind Mal, he's just full of himself." <More to the point,> interrupted...

"Good luck, Coleane!" replied Laura. "Take care!" Malachai pulled up, rising well above the treeline, and away from the tropius. <She's not the guilty party,> he sent, flatly. "Absolutely fucking not," replied Laura, chuckling. <><><><><>

Airborne circuits of the built-up part of the island were an excellent way to spot humans and pokémon alike, regardless of how they lurked in unseen places. So far, Malachai had pressured Laura to stay out of the strange happenings on Kunolo Island as much as possible, save for passing...

"Neat names!" replied Laura, over the sound of wingbeats. Did a world of only pokémon have HTML? What? "My other ace is an inteleon!" she added. No point in relaying a list of her entire team, especially when so few were likely to be permanent members. Didn't really make for great light...

Laura squinted into the wind, trying to make sense of the reply. Humans don't exist... except they do, and they save the world. And in the human world, trainers existed... except also Coleane was a trainer. It was like talking to a little girl, or something. A young kid on their first circuit...

Well, that explained it. Or, not so much explained it as... justified it. "Well they can," began Laura, flustered, "but like, with so many species all with their own vocalisations and body language, the paralinguistics alone take years of study, and—" <Pokémon mouths and vocal cords cannot, as...

Laura made a face that bordered on confusion and frustration. "What, since birth?" she asked, in abject perplexity. "Surely someone taught you...?" Malachai huffed, and pulled ahead a little. <Pokémon seldom speak in fluent Galarish, Tropius,> he sent, irritably. <Do you not marvel that you...