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The Challenger, Part Two Hunching his shoulders, Lance slurped up another mouthful of noodles and winced as the hot broth stung his tongue. Despite the late hour, the soba shop was bustling, but the conversation wasn’t quite loud enough to drown out the radio. “—we return with hustings...

Review responses for The Challenger, Part One! (Hoping to get to other review responses soon, but it's an intimidating task).

The Challenger, Part One The sandstorm cloaked the battlefield. Seated in Jiro’s private booth, Lance had a better view of the stadium than most, but the wall of sand left him just as blind as the general audience. Beside him, Kaisho’s fins vibrated, but before Lance could ask what the hakuryu...

Holy shit @Negrek this is stunning. I love the watercolor style--it feels like an old-style painting and the vibe is so on-point. Also in love with the way you did Toku's fins. So long and fluffy! The colors, the curves, it's all so lovely. Thank you!!

Hey @bluesidra thanks so much for your review! As a writer, it makes me feel quite happy to hear the chapter made you feel so strongly, though I hope it didn't leave you in too bad a space at the end. That sums it up very well! One of those tricky situations where it's definitely not all on...

Hey @slamdunkrai such a pleasant surprise to learn you've done some stealth-reading in the past here! I'm glad the early chapters work well for you, though funnily enough, after reading the first chapters of Hey, Space Cadet, Dragon's Dance may be the fic of mine that's least in line with some...

The Citizen, Part Two The tower that stood at the center of Lavender Town had been formed from thick slabs of stone; it rose aslant, the walls rough and somehow wild. Lance took the place for Champion Kikuko's old gym, and it wasn't until he stepped inside that he realized his mistake. He...

Some belated review replies ❤️

The Citizen, Part One Thank you, Lance. I know I can count on you. Lance tugged a tuft of grass from the hillside and twirled it in his hand. Next to him, Toku lay stretched out on the grass, slumbering after their afternoon sparring session. He raised a slice of tamagoyaki to his lips, then...

Ahhh I always let these pile up. I loved reading all of your feedback and it's been super motivating in pushing through the most recent chapters.

The Protege, Part Two Light. And noise. Lance buried his face deeper into his pillow. He could feel his mind treacherously unmooring from the warm shore of sleep. The knock came again. "Lance, are you up yet?" I'm up now, Lance thought mulishly, but he didn't make any move to leave bed. He...

The Protege, Part One "Have you finished changing?" Wet ocean air gusted in through the open window. Lance pushed back the clump of hair clinging to his forehead. The band of his hakama cut tightly into his stomach. "Yes," he called back. There was a soft clatter of pokeballs, and then Jiro...

Review responses, some more belated than others!

The Vigilante "In the leeeeft corner, we have Adamantius," boomed the loudspeaker. The tyranitar stood twice Toku's height. When he stamped his foot, the stadium shook. "And in the riiiiiiight corner we have The Dragonmaster, who still holds the title of undefeated in this rink. Will the...

Whew, I really let these pile up. A huge thank you and shout-out to all of you! And if I didn't get in-depth enough in response to something you wanted to discuss, feel free to shoot me a DM about it.

Gonna be some time until Part Two, but for now, here is the Interlude! Interlude The Puppetmaster Archer is worried. How do you know? He’s certainly not clearing his throat or shuffling his weight from foot to foot. If he were doing either of those things you’d send your persian straight for...

Thanks everyone for the reviews and sorry to take so long getting back to you! Really appreciated getting all your thoughts, and line edits/typos have hopefully all been corrected.

The Agent ~*~ The koiking grass is blooming in the five valleys. The thought dogged Lance as he hiked up Rabenda Mountain. Shoots of lavender sprang from every dip and crevice off the rocky path. But Lance's mind transformed the sweet-smelling sprigs into the gape-mouthed flowers that shot...