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"Oh, what the fuck," blurted Laura, as Odile transformed. "Wolves alive, that's a hell of a trick." So, Odette had been pulled to multiple events, but none alike. By inference, they weren't all down to this Xanatos guy. So... keep investigating? Bloody hell. And then there was Odile's...

Laura's eyebrow rose very nearly off her face. That was a lot. Legendary? Vessel? "Okay, I'd figured something was weird about those portals and all that, but you sound like you know you're from a different world. And... weirdly comfortable with it. Odette – it is Odette, right? – do you have...

<She is entirely correct. The fish are too small.> Laura ignored Malachai and peered at the strange little bush of a creature, wondering what sort of 'mon she even was. Didn't look much like anything she was familiar, and if she'd had to guess, she'd have said 'regional tangela subspecies' at a...

Laura waved awkwardly. This didn't seem like the type of person to carry out weird, violent threats. And she was... Kalosien? Probably. "Uh, bonjour, I mean, hello." Shit, why did she say bonjour. That was dumb, she sounded dumb. "I'm Laura, I'm here for that Festival thing. You too?" Malachai...

<Find anything yet?> <Small fish. Sufficient for now.> <Well then come back up, I can't wait around here forever, and I think some of the fucking weirdos from the ship are coming by.> <Very well.> Laura waited, drumming her fingers on one arm and rocking a little as she squatted on the...

Howls, but she could just throw herself face-first onto her bed and pass the fuck out. The idea tempted Laura, but she had too much a sense of responsibility to do that. So instead, she found herself unpacking her things with a squinty scowl, muttering to herself about how this trip was just a...

Laura chuckled. "That's... honestly pretty much the idea. Not an RKS, but... yeah." The tannoy spoke up, and she blanched. "Howls, what time even is it? Whatever, I guess I'll tell you about the hybrid shit some other time? I could do with some actual rest for once. Malachai, you wanna take...

Malachai made a rumbling, warbling sort of noise, like the chittering and squeaking of a bat run through the bassiest filter possible. <How unusual. A being of flesh made through human artifice? It is a pity you cannot make yourself heard... Very well, Hazel; you may converse with me.> Laura...

Laura laughed sheepishy, and hugged herself with one arm. "I don't know what you mean by totem, but he's pretty impressive, yeah..." <Show some pride, girl,> snapped Malachai, in her head, as he crouched on his wingtips to the level of Hazel and Gladion. <The boy understands. I am exquisite.>...

Malachai didn't seem so huge from a distance, with nothing beside him for scale. It was when he just kept getting bigger as he loomed closer than it started to sink in just how dangerous he might be. He was big enough to ride. Big enough to total a vehicle. Big enough to snap up a human being in...

Laura chuckled. "Nice one. I get that. The meta in Galar is completely mental: you get little prodigies spewing outta every private school in the country year on year with purpose-built teams. That's not me. I got a herdier rescue from a shelter, a gogoat on loan from a friend, and a yamask that...

Laura tried to smile. "Thanks. An extra year, huh? You Alolans wait 'til eighteen? Galarish kids are off on junior circuits as young as thirteen." It helped. Really, it did. Laura turned and ordered a plate of chips and a lemonade, her appetite returning enough to contemplate eating something...

Laura shook her head. "Nope. And I'd need to get to know more passengers before I had anything close to a theory, although it spooks me a little that we both have had run-ins with the same sort of bullshit. No RKS specimens in my life, though. ...Not yet, anyway." She sighed, and leaned back on...

Laura snickered at that. "I'm on a sponsorship deal with the bastards, if that counts. They're literally paying me to snoop on them." Fucking around with the past didn't sound like a miracle solution. Even if what Gladion did affected her present day, who could tell what butterfly effects could...

"Archived. Fuck, that sounds like a shady corporate euphemism if I ever heard one," muttered Laura. "Good on you for getting her out. I, uh..." She rubbed the back of her neck, and wished she was more like this guy, brave and daring enough to pull off a stunt like that as a kid. She'd hardly...

Laura's face bloomed with surprise and restrained delight. "Oh, holy howls," she breathed. "That's an honest-to-gods RKS Chimera. Fuck, mate, you must be the guy who freed one, right? Aether lawered up like crazy, but it's common knowledge someone knicked a chimera." She gave a small bow to...

Laura's eyebrow went up. "Other dimensions and stuff, you mean? I've read, like, posts online about weird shit happening in Alola. I take it you've seen some of that shit up close...? I won't lie, I'm dead curious about it. Uh, Eternatus is... was a dragon 'mon the size of this goddamn ship that...

Laura shrugged. "You look younger than me, Gladion. Aren't we all supposed to be jaded to wild bullshit by now? I mean, I'm just talking about public shit like Eternatus appearing above Wyndon to trounce the regional champ, but personally? I've seen too much weird shit this year to be that...

"Uh, no? Why—" Laura cut herself off, raised a hand, thought it through. Portal, weirdness, isekai bullshit. Okay. "I'm hearing this whole conversation in Galarish right now. Is it in Alolan for you, or something?" Immediately she began to think of ways to determine how this was actually...

Jesse time With thanks to Dragonfree x