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"Perhaps we could discuss this while we're headed to this Aegis Cave? Or else wait until after the mission. Are we not wasting time right now?"

"Well, I've never heard of anything called 'soda'. Or anyone named it except you. I haven't heard of any foods called Maple or Surf or Turf, for that matter. I just heard Owen use 'Tamato' with no objections and assumed any name based on a berry would be acceptable, is all." Nip paused...

"Well, it behaves like a Zoroark's illusions," Nip replied, focusing his attention back on the projection. "Seems real, but it's not." He was alright with dropping the subject at that though, accepting the answer. That just left him to figure out a names. Based on Owen's answer, he could at...

Holographic interface? Geolocation? Nip understood few of these words. But he was pretty sure all he needed to know was that he needed to keep ahold of it. He got the idea though that he didn't really need to worry about it - at least, he hoped not - so he focused instead on following the same...

After a night of uneasy sleep in a room surrounded by strangers, the last thing Nip needed to wake up to was this. "Yveltal above, this has to be some sick joke," he groaned, brushing his claw through his ear feather.

"So, they have food for us? That's great, I've been hungry." To punctuate his words, Nip's stomach let out a rumble. Then he paused. "Wait, don't tell me. I know how you village mon work. It's all berries. If I want something I need to come up with some 'money' and find an open 'shop' that sells...

"Consider yourself lucky you can grow parts back at all," Nip muttered, nervously rubbing his shoulder.

Nip stiffened again, watching Truffle effortlessly pick up and carry the charmander. The thought of those talons digging into his back, effortlessly carrying him away was... not a happy thought. Nip pushed it out of his mind. Stop being stupid. This decidueye had shown him no ill will. Besides...

"Indeed." Nip glanced back over at the pokemon that claimed to once be human. None of them had been unfortunate to turn into anything helpless... but from what he could gather no one was exactly fighting-fit either. He could only hope that the power of... he'd lost count of how many pokemon...

Nip dipped his head respectfully. "That is correct. And you were... Cynthia...? No, that's not right. Cynthian?" That sounded closer. "And yes. It seems this new body is... fresh." He paused and tried to puff out a cloud of frost like he had before, drawing on the powers of icy wind. ...

Before long, more pokemon had shown up. Some — such as the roselia, poochyena, and riolu — he recognized from the time he'd spent wandering Veritas. Particularly the outskirts. Others, like the charmander or the zangoose, were less familiar. Then Cynthian pointed out the fact that, well, most of...

One moment Nip stood in the strange, unnatural white room, staring at the charizard. The next, he was surrounded by blue sky and white clouds, standing on well-trodden dirt as a breeze ruffled his fur. He took a moment to look himself over. His fur was the same shade as always. And yet, he felt...