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"Sounds like maybe y'got to the meteorite afore even God Squad. Makes me wonder about this theory that one of 'em has been doin' business with Giovanni." Luz pawed at her chin. This... this wasn't what she'd expected at all. She just had to make the best of it that she could. "It also sounds...

Luz snapped her digits in frustration. "A magic specialist, then? An' strong enough to match ya with Blacklight and Eterna energy to strengthen 'em. Did ya see anythin' else peculiar? Fer instance, any pokémon actin' suspicious, or . . . or anythin' like this?" She reached inside her chest...

If Soda coulda provided cover fer it long enough fer an ally to pick it up, that's all he'd need t'do.

Brisa here. Who the fuck was in the first scoutin' mission to follow up on Sushi an' Sashimi, anyway? ...Shit, did anyone even properly debrief those gals afterwards and find out what they remember?

"Cal, darlin', would ya mind lettin' the team know that a massive Eterna meteorite went missin' from the impact site north of Lush Prairie, please? Ask Maple who investigated the site first, too." Luz' mind buzzed. Had someone nicked the darn thing before the team had found the ultra stones...

"Colour me impressed. That ain't somethin' any of the more prominent gods could deal with. How'd ya get hit with the stuff in the first place?" Luz clenched a fist and imagined being able to wield the Blacklight like that, or like Brisa...

Luz grinned. "I'll be sure to do exactly that. I'd bet that was a hard-learned lesson. Makes me wonder what kinda 'mon you were before ya picked up yer new body." She raised a brow and cocked her head at the darkened paw. "Y'got Shadow troublin' ya? There might be somethin' we can do about that."

Thanks, partner. Luz took a little of Cal's body and what power she'd stored up inside, and let the dark molasses pour out from her stone... The body she formed was smaller than before. About Cal's height, all told. Proportionally, she looked like a kid. Big paws; big eyes. "Howdy, ma'am,"...

Cal, darlin', may I borrow some of your gel? It'd help. An' tell her . . . she's the closest thing I got to an ancestor.

I am heir to the Wanderin' Light, the zeraora of another world, and have come here to learn what it is to be one. Can y'tell her that fer me, Cal?

I'm okay, Cal. Jus' gonna need a minute or so to generate a new body. Are ya safe? Keep safe fer me, darlin'. Come on, come on, come on... Luz was born from a need to be better. To meet expectations. To be there for others. She couldn't fail now. She strained to generate a form, any form at...

Nothin's really different. This is clarification. It's not news. Brisa swallowed hard. The demonstration of exactly how invasive the ability was . . . startled her. Just a little. But then, didn't she have something not so different? And were her feelings really affected by this? "I...

Luz knocked Cal to the ground and threw herself over the other shade, holding herself over Cal on all fours. Hey, it was like Cal had said, right? Shades were close to indestructible. She'd probably be fine. And if she wasn't, well . . . that was fine too.

"Looks like I'm bein' challenged to a duel," said Luz, reverently. She couldn't resist. Then the cyan light indicated an attack against Cal, and Luz yanked her out of the way. Not a duel, then! "Get clear of the light," she cried. Then she advanced, grinning wildly. Why shouldn't she have fun?

"Alright, darlin'. I'll look out fer ya." Luz gave Cal's shoulder another squeeze, and kept on. Bring it, Zeraora of Cibus.

Luz halted for a moment, and put a paw on Cal's shoulder. "Zeraora is speakin' t'me through the electric terrain. She ain't too friendly. Cal, are y'sure y'wanna come with me fer this bit? Startin' t'think I might genuinely be in danger. Which, y'know, I'm fine with. But I gotta pass the...

Sombra put her nose to Shadow's head and kept hold of him. "We all want each other t'be happy. Shit's always more complicated than that. But you know that. An' speakin' of you... You'll be loved, in time, I'm sure. Y'just gotta meet someone who understands you an' doesn't turn away . . . an'...

Brisa shook her mane and huffed. "Yeah, I could do with havin' some privacy. Else I'd go back to sleepin' on the goddamn rooftop, like back in Treasure Town." She scratched at her cheek. "Guess familiars don't get their own space, huh. That seem right t'you? I guess they rest okay in their...

"Ain't sure at all, but I gotta try," replied Luz. Time to call out. "Zeraora of Cibus!" she cried. "I am a zeraora with no history, seekin' a future! I ask you to speak with me!" Worth a try.

"I've been pretty darn social from the day I hatched," remarked Luz. "No idea if th'Wanderin' Light was as social as the tales described. They tell of a gal who'd show up to every party, but be gone before it was over. Sure seems like yer gal here ain't a party animal." She walked into the...