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Illusio

-Herbert reads through the letter, his expression concealed by his bandages.-

Herbert: ...Huh. You're right, that is convenient. Saves us having to initiate contact first, and since we're stuck here in Illusio for a while we could use a place to stay. I bet they've got beds in there. And actual food that doesn't consist of whatever you can forage from nearby bushes.

-He scans the horizon, attempting to spot the castle.-

Herbert: So, should we start making our way over there, then?

edited 11th Aug '13 4:17:03 PM by Herbert40k

Illusio

Not like we have anything better to do.

edited 11th Aug '13 4:26:09 PM by rmctagg09

Illusio

Herbert: Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go! The castle's in this direction. I think.

-He sets off with a clear destination in mind but absolutely no idea how to get there.-

Illusio

-Walking with Herbert-

Hopefully we don't end up running into trouble on the way.

Illusio

-Herbert pauses for a moment to facepalm.-

Herbert: Why? Why did you have to go and say that? Now we're definitely going to run into trouble of some description. If this adventure has taught me anything, it's that fate treats being tempted like a challenge or something.

edited 11th Aug '13 4:42:25 PM by Herbert40k

Holon Institute, sublevel

-Crewe is beginning to come to-

-Biton has dozed off-

Holon City

-Every is sitting around, tapping his foot nervously-

Holon Institute, sublevel, cage room

-Jab opens his eyes, grunting in pain-

-and then notices the presence of a third Sneasel in the cage-

-a familiar one-

<Hey! What are you doing here?>

Holon Institute, sublevel

-Biton is startled awake-

Biton: <Buh—oh, Mew teleported me here. Why are you two in a cage? Where is here?>

<Urgh...>

Biton: -grabs her shoulder and shakes her awake- <Glint! Are you okay?>

<Not really... Biton...?>

Biton: <Long story. Speaking of long stories, why are we in a cage?>

Holon Institute

Jab: <Well, I don't know about you. Crewe and I are here because we were trying to investigate some rumors about mad scientists. Which were true. But also they caught us.>

Holon Institute, sublevel

Biton: <Mew tried to 'help' me.>

-Crewe pushes herself up into a sitting position, glaring at Jab-

<You forgot to mention that they caught us because you decided it was a good idea to start questioning my love life, because you can't keep your nose out of where it doesn't belong!>

-Biton looks between the two and sweatdrops-

Mt. Ohmeg

-Eskay is awake, and waiting for Mezzo to wake up as well.-

Holon Institute, Sublevel

Jab: <Well, you had to take it personally! I was just asking a question!>

Holon Institute, sublevel

<You had no right to ask that question! Why couldn't you just keep your stupid jealousy to yourself?!>

Mt. Ohmeg

-Felis headbutts Mezzo-

Mmm...

Felis: <Wake up.>

Mt. Ohmeg

Eskay: Sleep well?

Holon Institute, sublevel

Jab: <You broke up with me for no reason! For a human! How am I not supposed to be jealous?!>

Holon Institute, sublevel

-balls her fists-

<It wasn't for no reason! We hadn't talked in months! And how many times do I have to tell you that I am human! So get over yourself!>

Holon Institute, sublevel

Jab: <You spend half your time as a Sneasel! Biton, you're with me, right?>

Holon Institute, sublevel

<For fun! It's a game!>

-Biton steps between the two-

Biton: <Okay, you two, time to cool down. Glint, go sit in that corner. Now, Jab, while I do agree that Glint shouldn't have taken up with that human—>

<Biton—>

Biton: <Quiet. I'll get to you in a minute. Jab, while I agree I would be much happier if Glint would accept being a Sneasel and take a Sneasel for her mate, she has decided not to, and you should respect that. Or else take it up with the human she did choose, once we get out of here. Now, as for you, Glint...>

-he turns around and glares at her, though he also looks somewhat hurt-

Biton: <Being a Sneasel is just a game now, is it?>

<Biton, I didn't mean it like that.>

Biton: <Oh? Then how did you mean it?>

-fidgets-

<Well, I mean... I do it so I can do all the cool things Sneasel do, and... um...>

Biton: <So it is a game? Just playing pretend, acting like some movie star for a while? Taking a vacation up north with a bunch of side characters? Is that all our family is to you? Accessories to your fun little game?>

<No, Biton, I love our family, you know I do, but I'm not a Sneasel, not really...>

Biton: <I saw you being born, Glint, and you were a Sneasel then. Mew may have supremely messed things up, but she can't change that. If anything's a game, it's you playing at being a human like your friends.>

-Crewe curls up in the corner, hugging her knees with her ears drooping-

Holon Institute, sublevel

Jab: <....> -laughs, somewhat dryly- <So I guess we're both equally wrong then?>

Holon Institute, sublevel

Biton: <... Yes. Yes, you are. Now, are we ready to figure out a way out of here? Where is here, anyway?>

Holon PEFE Branch

Hikari has been studying some thing for quite a while now, until Allen finds her there and approaches her.

"Ms.Minami? How long have you been here?" he asked, a bit worried.

"For some hours, I'm trying to understand a bit more about how that radiation affects Pokémon, but I haven't made any progress." said Hikari, unusually serious

"Maybe you should try studying one of those Delta Pokémon first."

"Yeah, it probably would make things easier."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Hikari then starts giggling rather awkwardly "... Can you go find one for me, please? You're my assistant after all, you should take care of this kind of thing."

"Right... Right, I'll be back shortly." said Allen, before moving out.

Hikari then waits until he was already gone to give a yawn

"Guess I'm gonna need some caffeine if I'm going to do this." she said, rubbing her tired eyes a bit.

Holon Institute, sublevel

Jab: <Oh, right. We're in a science place that I can't remember the name of. Maybe you can help us break out?>

Holon City

Jacob: -After the trial process and his getting off the hook, he has returned here-

-He is promptly glomped by Elityria who then waves and runs off-

-Jacob is confused-

-After a while he decides to move on with his life-

-Now everyone is here and can do things and stuff-

Emebedded Tower

Buggle and Depthcharge are lounging in the tower, bored. Buggle is playing with a paddle-pong while Depthcharge shoots small jets of water at not-quite-balencing rocks. Meanwhile, Bridget eyes the two while sipping a cup of tea

Buggle: Gee, it sure is boring around here.

Depthcharge: Yeah, it is. At least when Vyvyan is around, things are less boring.

Buggle: It would be awesome if we could leave this place... I wouldn't exactly call the Embedded Tower prime real estate...

Bridget: <I'm watching you two. You guys know you can't be seen.>

Depthcharge: Vyv gets to leave whenever he wants...

Bridget: <Vyv also has a magic artefact that allows him to change form as he pleases. Allowing him to travel without turning heads. You do not.>

Buggle snaps his fingers

Buggle: I GOT IT!

Bridget & Depthcharge: ?

Buggle: We're partial dieties, are we not Depthcharge?

Depthcharge: We are.

Buggle: Then why don't we just make our own magic doodads? Infuse them with legendary powahs and whatnot, then *BOOM* P-H thing that allows us to move through society _without turning heads_

Bridget & Depthcharge: ...

Depthcharge: BRILLIANT!

Bridget: <No. I do not like this idea.>

Buggle: 2/3, majority rules. Okay buddy! -Pulls out materials from Hyper Space-

Bridget: <Where did he get those? o_o>

-Cue A-Team Montage of Buggle and Depthcharge making stuff-

2 Hours Later

Buggle and Depthcharge have finished making the various amulets.

Bridget: <W Ow, you guys made 50 pairs of garments in 2 hours. Impressive.>

Buggle: Yeah, it is. Isn't it.

Depthcharge: But now we need to test the out...

Buggle and Depthcharge turn their heads toward Bridget, flashing him two wicked Cheshire Cat Grins.

Bridget: <Ohnonononono>

One Gilligan Cut Later

Bridget is entrapped in a rock casing, with only his arms and head jutting out.

Buggle and Depthcharge: PERFECT!

Bridget: <...I hate life>