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The lucario nodded sagely. "Yeah, I'd probably be a bit miffed if my friend exploded and took me with 'em. Good thing these bodies are weird as fuck, because this conversation would be a lot more unsettling if you were dead. I'm glad you worked things out, though. 'Usually' isn't a very...

Aria looked around at the devastated landscape one more time, understanding dawning on her face. "Mm... I think I know exactly what you're talking about. Our two teams aren't too different in that regard. When you've got all this power and it's as strong as you want it to be, it's easy to go...

"That sounds like a sight to behold, depending on what a mewthree would even look like. But, uh... no, we didn't have someone actually die. We're just pulling your leg...s. Though, all of us did go tour the Voidlands for a bit. Long story, that one." Aria paused, mulling over something for a...

"I think so, yeah," the lucario replied with a nod and an award-winning effort to keep a straight face. "The Blacklight we dealt with had a rather sick sense of humor. Luckily that meant most of its power went into toying with us instead of fighting us properly."

Whatever disapproving look Aria had been giving Mergo, it quickly morphed into one of bemused amusement. "...Fascinating. We did have those names, yeah," she said, walking towards the gardevoir. "Mine was, er... Bonk." She lightly whacked him on the head. "Like so. And for the record...

"We're... fellow connoisseurs of peace and quiet, you could say." With an amused frown, Aria focused her gaze on the two oversized toothpicks by the gardevoir's sides. "I think we both assumed the worst in very different ways, though. Hello, Hurricane."

Aria half-nodded, half-shrugged. "I mean, yeah, it's not often people have to deal with outside energies screwing with their thoughts. We had a few people who had trouble dealing with the blacklight, much like yourself. At the same time, it's easy to twist that to your benefit. It's like having...

Aria raised a brow in mild surprise, not having expected the ninetales' happy exterior to peel back so soon, if even a little. 'Someone like you'... right, the corruption draining. Hers had been one of the earliest powers to manifest, and listening to Astrid, she couldn't help but wonder how...

The ninetales' abundance of cheer was as infectious as it was unsettling, though Aria was polite enough to not make a mention of it. "Mhm, but I don't think ours was quite as popular. Not as many people wanted to fight us, and most of us didn't care much for it either." She looked around once...

"Ah, just old habits dying hard. I used to chaperone the more volatile members of our team," Aria said, before giving a dismissive wave. "Nothing you need to worry about." But as the lucario dropped her paw back down, a surge of energy drained away from Astrid, while leaving her with nothing to...

"...I think it'd be A for you, B for me," Aria replied, looking around at the numerous craters unleashed upon a patch of innocent land. "Name's Aria, pleasure to meet you. Sorry for, er... intruding like that, I mistook you for someone from my team. But since you're not, I'm thankfully not...

(Set sometime before the Colosseum fight between Team Spectrum and Miracle Matters) Crunch. Crunch. Crunch. Despite the lucario's soft footfalls, the snow couldn't help but pierce the deafening silence of the woods. The sharp fragrance of pine, the bitter chill in the air, and the...