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"Okay!" Rocky said. "What to do, what to do..." He hopped in a little circle while he thought. "Yeah?" Nate said when Seyka said he thought he hadn't got as much out of Cibus as some people had. It was fair enough, he guessed. Felt like practically everybody on the team had had some kind of...

Nate shrugged. "Fine if you don't want to. It's just an option and all." He gave the skarmory an appraising look. It was too late--much too late to deal with any of this shit. There were clearly, like, layers. Some Nate already knew he didn't want to think about too hard. He sighed and swung his...

"Oh, so that kind of brother?" Nate said with an unpleasant smirk. "Yeah, I know that kinda deal. But..." He rubbed at his chin, considering. "Ain't nothing we can do about reviving your dad, like definitely not from here. But if it would do you any good to talk to him, we could try that...

Changed into a skeleton, maybe. Well, Seyka seemed to be some kind of immortal (hell of a lot of those Diyem had managed to scrape up, somehow), so presumably any relative of his would still be kicking around. "That's still good, though," Rocky said, nodding sagely. "You have a forgotten...

"Well, I mean... What did you do before this whole thing with the cult?" Nate asked. He had a feeling something big had changed, and that was why Seyka had ended up wherever exactly he was. Probably there was some reason he couldn't go back. But still. "Ooh, you have another brother?" Rocky's...

"Well, it sounds like if you killed him, you probably wouldn't have to kill other people, so that'd be a plus," Nate said darkly. Rocky gave Nate an alarmed look. "W-well that's nice," he said. "If he's somebody you wish your brother could be! What kind of random things did you put in him?"

Good Christ. More and more alarming. Nate rubbed at his gills. Jesus. What the fuck did you even say? Rocky didn't have a problem with that. "Oh, that would be cool! I'd love to meet him," the infernape chirped. "Well, as long as he is a bit different. Your brother sounds... not very nice."

Nate winced, and Rocky's ears drooped a bit. "Oh," he said. "You're right. That probably wouldn't be a good idea. Who is your familiar, though? I don't think I've ever met them." That was true. Keeping to himself... Well, that at least sounded like it was easier to handle than a lot of the ones...

"Oh, Chip already aimed it at the moon. It made the legends really mad. So we couldn't do that again. Or maybe we could threaten to do it again? Hold the moon hostage?" Were they still talking about things they were going to lie about having done, or things they actually wanted to do? "You...

"Oh, well, that's not good," Rocky said, ears drooping slightly. "I don't want people to be sad. Hmm. When you say 'effervescent,' do you mean like silly? I could get a cape." Rocky mimed sweeping a cape around to hide himself in. "Maybe build a space laser? Hmm, Chip has a space laser... maybe...

"I know the feeling, yeah," Nate said. And now he was feeling like he just wanted to sit and stare at the ocean for a while. At least they'd picked a good backdrop for this conversation. "Oh, that could be a good idea," Rocky said thoughtfully. "Maybe I could be somebody who seems evil, but...

"No, huh?" Nate said. That sure was a fucking depressing thought. But... he thought he knew what the skarmory meant. "That how it's always been for you? Good or bad not mattering?" "Ooh, that is more exciting!" Rocky had found something infinitely more fun to pay attention to. "That's a good...

Letting someone else do the thinking, huh? He could kind of understand that, given what it sounded like Seyka wasn't saying. "Yeah, I know what you mean," Nate said. "Doesn't sound like good times, though. The whole sacrifice thing. Must have been nice, coming here and getting a break. Who...

"Your brother, huh?" Nate said. "How'd you end up in that situation, huh? With him telling you what to do and all?" Rocky was shifting uncomfortably, but he perked up a little bit at Seyka's comment about legends. "Well, some legends are about people who used to be real, right? Or were supposed...

Well, that... certainly was a new one. Rocky gave Nate a look of alarm, but Nate tried not to get too worked up about it. Seyka had always been kind of a weird guy. Who knew how literal he was being here? "A made-up god, huh? Is that like one of the legends here, you know, Arceus, Mew, all...

Nate blinked. Well, that was one hell of a shrug-off. "Kill someone, huh? What, are you a soldier back home or something?" He'd never really gotten a real handle on the skarmory's backstory, only the sense that it probably wasn't all that happy. So what else was new, with Team Spectrum? Still...

"That's true," Rocky said. "Who knows? Maybe the sand could even jump up and attack!" He gave it a suspicious look as though, now that he'd said it, it must be going to happen. Nate laughed. "Oh, yeah, nothing much. All that shit with the moon, I guess, and the null universe and everything...

"Of course!" Rocky said, giggling while he bounded up to the skarmory. Nate followed behind, much more slowly as always. "Hey," he said. "Been a while." It really had, hadn't it? It felt like the last time he'd seen the skarmory around was back in the nightmare forest, which... ah. Yeah. That...

"It's kind of weird that we end up on the beach all the time," Rocky said. "You never go to the beach in your world." "Yeah. I dunno. Must be a water-type thing or something." Lugia and Meringue had long since flown off to do lugia things somewhere else. More pokémon were starting to appear...

"Yeah?" Nate said. He wasn't entirely sure he bought that--well, maybe the "as I'll ever be" part; knowing what Owen was going back to, and the way he sometimes clung to cheer. But who knew? Nate doubted he'd get a straight answer if there was something more going on. "That's good, then. Hope...