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Celeste was exhausted. He'd clung on to consciousness by a thread several times... and had failed to, once, when the phantom Bone had been allowed to escape its room. He hadn't wanted to get involved in the infighting, and it seemed everything was working things out alright without him. Not like he'd known anything of value, anyways.
He couldn't help but think of how, after Icetales' first trip to the voidlands, everyone had come out doing reasonably alright except for Icetales. He didn't want a repeat of that... but he supposed he had as little right to fight Icetales' decision as Icetales had to fight Koa's, no matter how apt to go wrong it seemed to be.
"I... won't fight your decision. But if you're going there, I won't be left behind again. I'm going if you are."
Celeste perked up. "Are you sure?"
He couldn't help but think of how, after Icetales' first trip to the voidlands, everyone had come out doing reasonably alright except for Icetales. He didn't want a repeat of that... but he supposed he had as little right to fight Icetales' decision as Icetales had to fight Koa's, no matter how apt to go wrong it seemed to be.
"I... won't fight your decision. But if you're going there, I won't be left behind again. I'm going if you are."
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"All this talk is boring stuff. Can we go home now?" Ivy pouted and flicked her tail.
And once again they were back to arguing about whether Soda was a good guy or not, like it made even a shred of difference. Who gave a fuck if he wanted to kill people or not? He seemed perfectly happy to do it if it got him what he wanted, and it wouldn't matter to nobody who died and then didn't get brought back or came back wrong or whatever the fuck whether Soda felt bad about killing them.
Figured that bastard mightyena was in camp "Soda is a poor misunderstood soul." Nice work getting everybody into this mess, asshole. "All right, all right," Nate said. "I don't think we gotta decide who's going where just yet. I assume we ain't going straight back there and getting our fight on, yeah? Once we've had some time to cool off and get more info, that's when we'll want to plan."
"Now, about S'more and Xerneas." Nate nodded at them. "We don't know who killed them"--or if Xerneas was some funky replacement, that was just taking Soda at his word--"but I'm wondering whether it ain't that funky mewtwo. He's the one tried to kill Cola, or absorb him, or who the fuck knows, but one way or another he's either being controlled by somebody who ain't our friend, or he's got some kind of plan himself. He's your mewtwo, ain't he, Lunala? From Telum? What the fuck is his deal, anyhow?"
Figured that bastard mightyena was in camp "Soda is a poor misunderstood soul." Nice work getting everybody into this mess, asshole. "All right, all right," Nate said. "I don't think we gotta decide who's going where just yet. I assume we ain't going straight back there and getting our fight on, yeah? Once we've had some time to cool off and get more info, that's when we'll want to plan."
"Now, about S'more and Xerneas." Nate nodded at them. "We don't know who killed them"--or if Xerneas was some funky replacement, that was just taking Soda at his word--"but I'm wondering whether it ain't that funky mewtwo. He's the one tried to kill Cola, or absorb him, or who the fuck knows, but one way or another he's either being controlled by somebody who ain't our friend, or he's got some kind of plan himself. He's your mewtwo, ain't he, Lunala? From Telum? What the fuck is his deal, anyhow?"
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"Yes, he is my Mewtwo. He was supposed to be under my command at all times," Giovanni said.
"Tch." Silver smirked, looking away from the camera--it was definitely toward Lunala in the other cell. "Seems to be pretty under your control now, isn't he?"
Giovanni's smirk widened, but Starr in particular would know that it was because he was annoyed. Silver was right -- Blacklight Mewtwo had gone rogue.
Diyem, meanwhile, was grumbling something to himself, and said, "The Voidlands is not a friendly place, and it will no longer be my own. I do not know what awaits you all there, but if any of you are afraid..." He sighed. "I do not blame you. We will make it work. Fear will only cause you to buckle. You may fight alongside me instead. But we will need most of us inside to weaken Maple where she could be vulnerable."
Owen nodded. "And... if anyone wants to talk, I'll be here, too," he added, giving his usual smile. "I, uh, I have some experience with a few of these things. And I think after everything that's happened, we could use some time to unwind and meditate a little..."
Diyem looked ill again and groaned, "Save the positivity for later, I'm very tired..."
"Oh, er, sorry..."
"It's... fine."
The ground rumbled, putting a brief pause on all talking as the second one came. Owen glanced around at the heaviest of the team, wondering if they were lumbering about, but nobody was.
Wait, he knew those footfalls--
"Oh, no!" Owen whispered. "Who told Flesh?! I thought we were going to break the news to him, y'know, when things weren't as bad!"
"When is not as bad?" Cal hissed back. "Uh--fuck it! Scatter!"
"There will be no scattering," Diyem growled, slapping the handle of his mallet on the ground like a quarterstaff. "Perhaps he simply noticed everyone's absence."
"Yeah, well..." Cal trailed off. "Wonder if a Guzzlord walking down the street is gonna cause anyone to freak out."
At the front of the lobby, the heavy footsteps continued until, finally, a great and heavy Snorlax walked through the lobby, making a loud and confused groaning noise--which was, typically, Flesh's way of asking if something was wrong.
"Oh, good, he has his disguise up," Cal said, glancing at Owen. She wasn't sure why he looked simultaneously confused and horrified, with his eyes darting left and right.
"Tch." Silver smirked, looking away from the camera--it was definitely toward Lunala in the other cell. "Seems to be pretty under your control now, isn't he?"
Giovanni's smirk widened, but Starr in particular would know that it was because he was annoyed. Silver was right -- Blacklight Mewtwo had gone rogue.
Diyem, meanwhile, was grumbling something to himself, and said, "The Voidlands is not a friendly place, and it will no longer be my own. I do not know what awaits you all there, but if any of you are afraid..." He sighed. "I do not blame you. We will make it work. Fear will only cause you to buckle. You may fight alongside me instead. But we will need most of us inside to weaken Maple where she could be vulnerable."
Owen nodded. "And... if anyone wants to talk, I'll be here, too," he added, giving his usual smile. "I, uh, I have some experience with a few of these things. And I think after everything that's happened, we could use some time to unwind and meditate a little..."
Diyem looked ill again and groaned, "Save the positivity for later, I'm very tired..."
"Oh, er, sorry..."
"It's... fine."
The ground rumbled, putting a brief pause on all talking as the second one came. Owen glanced around at the heaviest of the team, wondering if they were lumbering about, but nobody was.
Wait, he knew those footfalls--
"Oh, no!" Owen whispered. "Who told Flesh?! I thought we were going to break the news to him, y'know, when things weren't as bad!"
"When is not as bad?" Cal hissed back. "Uh--fuck it! Scatter!"
"There will be no scattering," Diyem growled, slapping the handle of his mallet on the ground like a quarterstaff. "Perhaps he simply noticed everyone's absence."
"Yeah, well..." Cal trailed off. "Wonder if a Guzzlord walking down the street is gonna cause anyone to freak out."
At the front of the lobby, the heavy footsteps continued until, finally, a great and heavy Snorlax walked through the lobby, making a loud and confused groaning noise--which was, typically, Flesh's way of asking if something was wrong.
"Oh, good, he has his disguise up," Cal said, glancing at Owen. She wasn't sure why he looked simultaneously confused and horrified, with his eyes darting left and right.
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Luz jogged up to Flesh, feeling an uncommon anxiety.
"Welcome t'the lobby, partner. You doin' alright, there? I don't see yer illusory pal around t'keep yer disguise up."
What in the blazes was going on?
"Welcome t'the lobby, partner. You doin' alright, there? I don't see yer illusory pal around t'keep yer disguise up."
What in the blazes was going on?
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Koa froze up. How...
Soda.
Soda was the only explanation for how the Guzzlord could have his disguise, wasn't it? He tensed up and glanced around, hackles raised. "Soda?" he asked hesitantly, voicing his thoughts to the empty air. That would be fitting, wouldn't it? Soda making everyone think he went to the moon. Hadn't he mentioned feeding off their discord?
A frustrated growl escaped him.
Soda.
Soda was the only explanation for how the Guzzlord could have his disguise, wasn't it? He tensed up and glanced around, hackles raised. "Soda?" he asked hesitantly, voicing his thoughts to the empty air. That would be fitting, wouldn't it? Soda making everyone think he went to the moon. Hadn't he mentioned feeding off their discord?
A frustrated growl escaped him.
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Cynthian couldn't tell for sure what was going on. Soda got into their meeting somehow? Her thorns sharpened beneath her flowers as she raised her guard up.
“Soda? Soda? You here?” Dave looked around, hackles rising, sniffing at the air for any trace of him even if he probably wouldn’t find anything even if he were.
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"Yo."
A chill ran up Owen's spine and he spun around. Diyem did the same, going for a reflexive swing, but he hit open air.
But there he was, a Zoroark--only his colors were different. Silver-white and gold. And with a little shrug and a shake of his head, he remarked, "What, you think I'd leave you guys all high and dry?"
A chill ran up Owen's spine and he spun around. Diyem did the same, going for a reflexive swing, but he hit open air.
But there he was, a Zoroark--only his colors were different. Silver-white and gold. And with a little shrug and a shake of his head, he remarked, "What, you think I'd leave you guys all high and dry?"
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Yawning, Bahamut lay down on his side, likely causing some folks to have to scatter. "Right. Wake me when the circus leaves town."
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Koa whirled around and fixed his gaze on the Zoroark. Somehow, he couldn't bring himself to feel any kind of surprise. It added up too well. "You were using us again, trying to feed off our discord, weren't you?" He said it as more of a matter of fact than a question. "Why come back? More lies and manipulation, or did you change your mind?"
Even if Soda said yes, he was fairly certain he couldn't believe that he had changed.
Even if Soda said yes, he was fairly certain he couldn't believe that he had changed.
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"You probably didn't come here to announce your plan and tell us all about how we don't have a chance of stopping it from happening," Cynthian remarked. It felt weird. The last time she'd had a meaningful conversation with Soda had been weeks ago, and it wasn't like they shared much of a bond back then anyway.
"Koamaru is right. We know your tricks already and will really appreciate you getting straight to the point," Cynthian demanded with a grimace.
"Koamaru is right. We know your tricks already and will really appreciate you getting straight to the point," Cynthian demanded with a grimace.
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Brisa stared apprisingly at Soda, wondering whether he was going to 'come clean' now that Maple was out of the way, or some similar narrative. After what she'd heard from Koa and Dave, people she trusted... After what he'd said in his guise as the Haze... He sure didn't seem like an ally of hers. Fine. Let's humour this.
"Did y'already know Telum was inside Maple, or is that news t'you as well?" she added to the quiet chorus. "I'm dyin' t'hear where yer head's at, Soda."
Luz's face contorted. She didn't have a way to be in a circumstance like this.
"Did y'already know Telum was inside Maple, or is that news t'you as well?" she added to the quiet chorus. "I'm dyin' t'hear where yer head's at, Soda."
Luz's face contorted. She didn't have a way to be in a circumstance like this.
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Soda regarded them all, noticing that many of them had been brought to complete, stunned silence, and a Bahamut.
"What are you doing here?" Diyem growled. "After everything you've done, you have the gall to--"
Soda snapped his fingers and, in a puff of smoke, a green doll appeared. Then, in another puff of smoke, Soda reappeared. "I had to get my bearings. Help Flesh out around the house. Explain stuff to him since apparently nobody else did..."
Flesh stood awkwardly nearby, trying to find room in the lobby.
Soda's eyes glinted a little and his brows went up. "I had a hunch, but I wasn't sure 'til you confirmed it. Thanks for that." He gestured to himself. "I just came to attend the meeting. I guess you guys have a lot of questions, so I'm here to answer a few, I guess. To be honest, I dunno how it all went. I might have some questions, too. The real me left me and two other Substitutes behind before he went to Destiny Tower, so I'm not really all up to date on what happened."
Soda glanced at one of the video screens, where Cola and Pop were staring. There was a softness in his eyes just then, but he hid it and looked back at the others. "So, what's up?"
"What are you doing here?" Diyem growled. "After everything you've done, you have the gall to--"
Soda snapped his fingers and, in a puff of smoke, a green doll appeared. Then, in another puff of smoke, Soda reappeared. "I had to get my bearings. Help Flesh out around the house. Explain stuff to him since apparently nobody else did..."
Flesh stood awkwardly nearby, trying to find room in the lobby.
Soda's eyes glinted a little and his brows went up. "I had a hunch, but I wasn't sure 'til you confirmed it. Thanks for that." He gestured to himself. "I just came to attend the meeting. I guess you guys have a lot of questions, so I'm here to answer a few, I guess. To be honest, I dunno how it all went. I might have some questions, too. The real me left me and two other Substitutes behind before he went to Destiny Tower, so I'm not really all up to date on what happened."
Soda glanced at one of the video screens, where Cola and Pop were staring. There was a softness in his eyes just then, but he hid it and looked back at the others. "So, what's up?"
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Bahamut's tail thwacked the ground.
"... apologies. I forgot to turn my bullshit detector off."
He rolled over to face the doorway and made a sound akin to snoring.
"... apologies. I forgot to turn my bullshit detector off."
He rolled over to face the doorway and made a sound akin to snoring.
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Brisa clamped her teeth down on her tongue. Be fuckin' careful, goddamnit.
"We used yer lure. Turns out y'were right about Maple bein' corrupted. You got any intention of lendin' a paw with rescuin' and uncorruptin' her and Eien, or are they where you'd like to leave 'em?"
"We used yer lure. Turns out y'were right about Maple bein' corrupted. You got any intention of lendin' a paw with rescuin' and uncorruptin' her and Eien, or are they where you'd like to leave 'em?"
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