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Snowpoint

Dune: Well, there are a few things you should probably know...

-Dune creeps in closer.-

Dune: She is incredibly psychic. And from we can gather, she was experimented on - or tortured, it's hard to tell - in a place called "The Hospital". Whatever you do, do NOT mention the word "hospital" around her if you value the emotional health of everyone whose not me or a Dark-Type within fifty yards.

Sholto: "Oh... Well..."

"Guess it's an even better idea to not let her in my head, then."

"I'll try not to mention that word, though."

Lisa: <...Given I'm the only one of us three to be in danger of that, I'm in no hurry to mention that either.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Des' Dungeon?

Well, it's not like we've got any direction outside of it.

-Pent shrugs and heads towards the redtangle-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Snowpoint

Dune: Anyway, what brings you two here? I can't imagine flying in the cold is very fun.

Ludmilla: ~Why does this bird speak better than I do?~

Doomsday: ~Practice.~

Ludmilla: ~Really?

Doomsday: ~Heck I dunno.~

Des' Dungeon

-Ren and Mendel head through the doorway-like shape.-

The contractors find themselves in a massive cylindrical room with a spiral staircase that goes up and up, disappearing beyond the scope of vision.

If the group were to look down they would find themselves not a on a proper floor but on a series of suspended blocks. The floor is non-existent, only an abyss.

Before them is a massive tower constructed of blocks. Some blocks form simple staircases to higher levels. Others levels seemingly have no immediate way of reaching them.

There's only one to go.

Watch your step...

GIVE ME YOUR FACE

Snowpoint City

Jason:Right, so, I should have ti-

-Bedebedeep-

-Bedebedeep-

Eh..?

-Pulls out his Xtransceiver-

-It's his Shadow Monitor App-

...

-He opens it-

-Less than 10% Shadowfication levels detected-

...Or I'm going back to Orre.

-He nods, sends out his Gardevoir-

Sen.

Senshi:<Right...>

~Blip~

Lisa: <It wasn't, no.>

Sholto: "Oh, like I said, I heard you ere taking care of a kid and wanted to come check."

"I was maybe considering trying to have her and Vincent play or something, but I dunno how development difference works out and that's probably more up to Ren anyway."

Lisa: <It's... more or less that, yes. Practive.>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

-Mendel tries to go up the stairs, and once again finds his path blocked by a barrier.-

Mendel: Right. No surprise there.

-Mendel summons Pythagoras, who forms around Mendel.-

Mendel: I'll be here for support. Good luck everyone.

-Ren nods and with a twirl of his cane, Ren summons Abe no Seimei. The Delphox Persona float idly in the air in an almost bored pose.-

Ren: Well after Dune's and Galvani's dungeons... And after all the stuff that's happened the last couple of weeks... Well... This place shouldn't present anything too eyebrow raising.

-Ren start up the stairs.-

Snowpoint

Dune: Okeydoke. Yeah, we're on utensils right now - after we get some of the more basic stuff taken care of, we're going to try and get her at least a basic Trainer license.

Doomsday: <Huh.> ~Yep, practice.~

Ludmilla: Prac... tvivce?

Doomsday: ~Yeah, the thing you need more of.~

-Lisa, who has come along, tries flying upward-

Sholto: "Oh, you're getting a trainer's license, then? Good luck!"

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Snowpoint

-Doomsday translates, and Ludmilla nods.-

Ludmilla: Th... thhhhhhhh... thank hyu.

Dune: Honestly she's so gung ho on learning that I just need to talk and she'll ask Doomsday how to pronounce them. I wouldn't be surprised if DOOMSDAY could talk by the end of it.

Sholto: "You mean talk like a human? That'd be cool."

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Des' Dungeon, Stairway

Well, barring some fascinating insights into his internal struggles.
Were they not so absorbed perhaps they'd learn to block the rest as well.
-Pent shrugs and heads for the most obvious stairway upwards-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Snowpoint, past

Jimmy: Something turned Regigigas and the other golems into some ugly hybrid. Tex would probably have more details, but that's about the gist of it.

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THE FITNESSGRAM PACER TEST IS A MULTISTAGE AEROBIC CAPACITY TEST THAT PROGRESSIVELY GETS MORE DIFFICULT AS IT CONTINUES

Delibird: <W-well...>

<...That really happened?>

"life is just a series of increasingly canon-eluding ao3 tags" ~ everydunsparce "Keep your hellfruit away from me, tempter" ~ also Every

Agate Forest

Jason:Mrph...

-Nothing has happened for the entire day-

Crash:-pads over-<Maybe...we came to early?>

Jason:Dunno...tired though...

Crash:<Then get some sleep, dude...>

Jason:Can't...

-A distance away, Efreet meditates across from the bound Kingdra-

-...It was going to be yet another long night...-

Snowpoint City

-Sarah is wandering around outside-

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-A ten-year old girl is looking rather snappy with a new haircut.-

-Well, strictly speaking, it's basically her last haircut only down to her shoulders rather than dragging on the ground.-

Ludmilla: ... Weerd.

Dune: Yeah, getting your hair cut does feel a little weird afterwards.

Doomsday: ~I don't NEED my hair cut! Hahahahaha!~

Snowpoint City

-Sarah smiles and waves to Dune-

-Then pauses and looks down at Ludmilla-

-Then back up at Dune-

-Then back down at Ludmilla-

-Then back up at Dune.-

Sarah: ...I, uh, didn't get caught in a glitch-induced wormhole and get spit back out ten years in the future, did I?

Snowpoint

Dune: ... That's a strange hello. Er, no. This is Ludmilla.

Ludmilla: Allo.

Dune: Here, I actually printed out a copy of the story Mobius had quite thankfully transcribed for us.

-He hands her a three page summary of all the details regarding Ludmilla's discovery and various minutia that has been discovered along the way - which is basically what has been seen over the last few days, plus the fact that she is developing quite the taste for dairy products.-

Snowpoint City

Sarah: Ah... huh, for some reason, I feel like I should know the name "Ludmilla" from somewhere.

-She starts reading the summary-

Sarah: Kind of a weird thing to have prepared, but okay.

Snowpoint

Dune: It gets... complicated, and retellings tend to mix up details.

-Sarah might notice footnotes as well. One of them reads, "is developing a love for dairy foods, especially milk and cheese." The next one reads: Psychic ratings TBD, estimated approx. .75-1.20 Psyches in power."-

Ludmilla: ~Can she mindspeak- er, telepathy?~

Doomsday: ~No, I don't think she "can telepathy".~

Ludmilla: ~... Are you mocking me?~

Doomsday: ~YES. I thought we had already established that part of our relationship!~

Snowpoint

Sarah: I can see why... I'm gonna guess "Psyches" is referring to the person.

-She stoops down to Ludmilla's level-

Sarah: Anyway, hi, I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you!

-She offers a smile-

edited 14th Sep '16 6:44:24 PM by BittersweetNSour

Snowpoint

-Ludmilla waves.-

Ludmilla: Allo. Miy nayme is Ludmilla.

Dune: Ah! Good job, Ludmilla. That's the first time she's gotten through the whole sentence without pausing.

-Ludmilla beams with pride, her striking purple eyes wide and happy.-