Marowak Dojo ~ Living Quarters

[Ambyssin]

"Excellent deflection. A brilliant use of the old juvenile 'I know you are but what am I?' tactic." Necrozma golf-clapped while watching Owen cuddle the blanket like he was fresh out of his egg. "So, in addition to recruiting a woefully unbalanced team, our benefactor thought it wise to recruit children and hatchlings? And he expects such a combination to lead to success? It sounds to me all the more like we were set up for failure. It would certainly explain why I'm here."

 

[Namohysip]

"He-hey! I'm not a kid!" Owen said, pointing at Necrozma. "I may not know how old I am, but I definitely feel like I should be offended at you calling me a kid!"

It's true, he isn't a child. Diyem said.

Owen puffed out his chest proudly.

Despite the evidence suggesting otherwise.

His flame dimmed, but he refused to unpuff his chest.

 

[Shadow of Antioch]

"Excellent deflection. A brilliant use of the old juvenile 'I know you are but what am I?' tactic." Necrozma golf-clapped while watching Owen cuddle the blanket like he was fresh out of his egg. "So, in addition to recruiting a woefully unbalanced team, our benefactor thought it wise to recruit children and hatchlings? And he expects such a combination to lead to success? It sounds to me all the more like we were set up for failure. It would certainly explain why I'm here."

"If you gave us all a chance before judging, maybe you wouldn't be so pessimistic." Flame stomped right to Necrozma's face. "Here's the deal, big guy: we're here to save this world. If Diyem was setting us up for failure, he could have just..." His tail fire flickered. "Not called us. Save us all the trouble."

Gods, he could beat Arceus himself and STILL grumble about being a failure!

 

[Shadow of Antioch]

"He-hey! I'm not a kid!" Owen said, pointing at Necrozma. "I may not know how old I am, but I definitely feel like I should be offended at you calling me a kid!"

It's true, he isn't a child. Diyem said.

Owen puffed out his chest proudly.

Despite the evidence suggesting otherwise.

His flame dimmed, but he refused to unpuff his chest.

Flame glanced to his Charmander brethren, unable to not quirk his brow. Still, he felt compelled to defend him. "And... Owen isn't a child! He's just..." He glanced around the room, blinking. "I-it's the Charmander form. It comes with certain impulses, you see."

 

[Ambyssin]

"Offended?" Necrozma hovered right past to loom over Owen. "If there's any offense to be had here, it's from me toward you, blasphemer." He tapped the lower left part of his head.

 

[Namohysip]

"What do you mean, impulses? I'm--I'm totally normal!"

Mm. No comment.

Owen's flame grew in size and he seized his blanket tighter. "B-blasphemous? Well, er, you... uh..." Owen realized that he wasn't good at insults. "...You probably need some rest!"

 

[Shadow of Antioch]

Flame stared at him blankly.

"... Owen."

 

[Namohysip]

"I--I mean, he probably does..." Owen's tail drooped.

 

[Ambyssin]

"I can go into stasis whenever I feel like it, child," Necrozma said. "But I need to keep an eye on you and your obviously-cooler twin." He jerked his head in Flame's direction.

 

[Namohysip]

"Bu-but I'm not supposed to be cool! I'm hot!" Owen protested immediately, pointing toward himself.

 

[Ambyssin]

"... yes. It's clear Diyem is mistaken. You're a hatchling." Necrozma shook his head. "If he really wanted to stop that magikarp, why first summon a hatchling charmander to take it on? Why not at least an electrike?" Sighing, he shrugged.

 

[Shadow of Antioch]

"I can go into stasis whenever I feel like it, child," Necrozma said. "But I need to keep an eye on you and your obviously-cooler twin." He jerked his head in Flame's direction.

Flame sighed. As much as he wanted to Foster cooperation and stay on good relations, this Necrozma would be a real handful.

"You know what?" Flame said to Owen. "Maybe you're onto something. I bet that he's just hungry." He grinned ever so slightly, holding back giggles. "Why don't you eat something? You're just not yourself right now."

 

[Ambyssin]

"I'd love to do that, but I don't have the strength to portal over to the sun and siphon it away."

 

[Namohysip]

"He got me because I was hanging out with him when he got the call," Owen explained simply, nodding. "Anyway, um, what was your, er, what was your name again? Do you not eat at all? Because I'm sure I can make a gummi for you..."

 

[Ambyssin]

"I don't have a name and I do not eat." Necrozma tapped the front of his brain prism. The colored triangles distorted. "Do you see a mouth? No. I have no flesh or organs to speak of. The only thing I need is light, but in this worthless form I can't take it in fast enough."

 

[Namohysip]

"Oh." Owen frowned, unsure of how to address that. "Too bad Diyem didn't give you a form that can handle that more..." He looked back. "But hey, maybe... we can find a way to help? Do you feel better during the daytime?"

 

[Ambyssin]

"Sunlight and moonlight are equally nice and equally important to the balance of the cosmos, child." Necrozma looked around for a window, but sadly the living space lacked one.

 

[Namohysip]

Owen grumbled, looking down. "Well, the moon's just reflecting the sunlight, so I figured you'd get more from mrmrmrm..." He wandered off to find a place to curl up to rest before a thought crossed his mind. "Hey, what about Luminous Orbs?"

 

[Ambyssin]

"Luminous what-now?"

 

[Jedi Shulk]

"Bu-but I'm not supposed to be cool! I'm hot!"

“If wasn't standing here listening to the conversation and came on you saying that, I think you were flirting with someone.” Fay remarked from behind Owen and ‘World eater’ alarm.