-her mons discreetly exhale, except for Dolabella who abruptly looks a bit disappointed-

Channah: Yep. Tagg. We were gonna go to Verdanturf but this happened. Nice to see all the effort put into this.

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There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

F!Robin: "Indeed. Well, if you want to ask, I suppose after the party."

Artoria nods. "Parties are generally held to be enjoyed, yes. Um..." She seems at a loss as to how to continue the conversation, though.

Morgan: "Um, no, I think that'll be all!" He takes the change and walks over to a table to look at the atlas. Cynthia in tow.

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Stormchaser

-it's a braided bracelet in whatever Tagg's usual clothing colors are-

I made that.

Vee: -nudges Megan, tension resolved-

Megan: -coughs- Yeah, I'm glad! He isn't one of the people I've met, but some of my friends know him, I think!

What's he like?

Vee: -meanwhile, withdraws slightly from the conversation, looks at Dolabella-

-and smiles-

No mind to think. No will to break.

-Everyone, watch your toes. There is a Dunsparce taste-testing as many people's Auras as he can.-

Silas smiles a bit at the gesture, as much as someone like him can. He turns to Star and introduces himself, "Silas Grant. Who are you?"

Hacks has closed his eyes and is observing Tagg, he knows what's what but he's just seeking confirmation. Hacks grins, so it is absolutely without a doubt true, "Impressive..." Hacks mutters.

Silas decides to ignore his right hand man/mon observing if people are aurics.

Hacks is then surprised to find that many people around him are aurics, psychics, or obscurics. "Wow..."

Dolabella: -makes a subtle rude gesture with his tail-

Channah: -brightens a little- Uh, he's cool. And stuff. You should talk to him if you wanna get to know him. -looks in Tagg's direction- ...Maybe when he's less busy, heh. Which... If he's coming back to the J-Team, I dunno when that's gonna be.

Lo: -notices Doc and hops over- <I'm just going to decompress over here, if that's alright.>

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

-Gudrunn is sitting on a throne, admiring the chalice and sword next to her.-

Gudrunn: Such exquisite crafting... I guess you did a good job, Kan'al.

Kolemm: W̷̩͓̝ḙ̡ ̠̖̪͈̱̫h͎̫̖̺͡av͚̹͘e̹ ̯̖̬̺̖̗͢w̻̘̬͎̻̯h͎̩̪a̛̲̪̯̤̰̲t̗̰̮̘͠ ̠w̘̤͔͔̰̼̠e̘͓̤͎̣͟ n̫e̦̬͜ȩ͎͔ͅd͈̩̳̪̹͉̱͢.͈̙̙ ̧No̝̰̣̖̮w̖͕̥̖̲̝̤ w̵͈̜͎̤̹ͅe͉̫̠̪ mu̯s̜̰̲͎̭͘ṱ̸̙̯̖̞̗ͅ ̩͚̭͎͉̝͡t̠̦͉̼̰a͎̼k͕͓̼͠e̖͈͈̖͉͔̟͢ ̷̥̳͎c̢̦̥̪̗̟͍h̕a̬̗͜ͅr̪͚̥͕̮͢g̘̼͉e̙̲͎͈ ̨̞͉̲̟͚̜a̴̯̲̲̱̜̖̼n͍̦̰̬̥̠̗d͙͔̳̠ ̢͇̥͚̗̻ͅͅs͉͓̦̫̹̟̼t̗̕o̺̯̯̻̩͖̙p̤͈͖-͓̙̪͈̺̭͞

Gudrunn: I know your real goals, Kolemm. And I want no part of them.

Kolemm: ̯̰̪̠̭Ẁ̠̬h̖a̫̖̘͖͎͘ͅͅt̷?̰̬̦̟͚͖̫

Gudrunn: I want to create and be the goddess of a world of my own design. One where the people I care about thrive and prosper and the people who would stop us ground to dust. You and Kan'al exerting influence on me is counterintuitive to that. If anyobe were to exert influence on us...

-She takes out a certain Beast Ball-

...It would be someone on the same page as me.

-She sends out Jelly Belly-

Jelly Belly: {Wha-}

Gudrunn: Dear Jelly Belly, would you like to finally be a star? Wordshipped by all beings in this dimension and prehaps all dimensions? To have all the Poke Beans you could ever desire?

Jelly Belly: {...Yes! So much yes!}

Gudrunn: Join with me! We can be great together!

-Jelly Belly lets out a cheerful noise and starts wrapping her tentacles around Gudrunn-

Kolemm: ̱̬͍̞̲̘͉N҉̮̟͕̱͈̬̘o͈͔͖͎ͅ.̶͈̭̣.̡̯͕͈̭.͍͉ ̲̤͜N̶̘̥͓ó̹̫̰!̸ ̲̞̙ͅT̙̳̙h̗̣̟̭i͏̲͚s ̢͖̲̩is͔̪̯̙ ̘̲͓̦̱̩̰a͚͙̜͇̱͕͘ ̡͎̱̮̞͚̯m͔̝̺i̙̳s̥̯͇͎̺ṱ̡̳̗͉a҉̭͔̻̥͙̱͙k̤̘͔e͙̕!̷͓̟͔̯

-Jelly Belly engulfs Gudrunn's head as she closes her eyes-

̛̦̝̺̤S̹͔̬t҉o͓̫͍p̭̦̮̝͓͚͟!̢̤̮ͅ ̸̥̫̪No!̲̬͕̱̹ ̛̻̺̖̭̬̠T͖͕͇͚͕̻̯̀h͓̹̝̩i͖̼͖̗̮͙s͍ ͙͓̫̝̭͘i̯̤̠͎̪s͍̹-̢̝͙̘̳̙

-Too late.-

-Gudrunn's eyes snap open.-

-Her tentacles outstretch, one grasping the Purple Sword, the other grasping the Black Chalice-

-Power flows through her-

Gudrunn: I, Gudrunn Alter, will rise.

Aphrodite: Strong upswing in profits and new technologies on my end. This is good news after the... loss of our former biggest investor a few years ago.

-She feels at something under the table-

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-As Gudrunn goes off on her monologue, bits and pieces of Kan'al's voice echo through her mind, attempting to interrupt her.-

-But that's pointless. She's already doing it.-

-So now, the golden ring of Hoopa shines on Gudrunn's hand, unable to do anything but scream in frustration.-

-There's someone bundled up in a hoodie and sweatpants, by the food table. She's got the hood up so her copper hair doesn't stick out, and she kinda looks like a very tired mess.-

-But Rose indeed showed up.-

edited 10th Feb '18 2:12:18 PM by BittersweetNSour

Mordred: "That's pretty neat."

edited 10th Feb '18 2:50:48 PM by Izshta

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Vee: -the smile widens to a grin, and she chuckles, low, in the back of her throat-

Megan: Oh! I-I will! Maybe. When he's done talking to Silas. Who is my astronaut friend, who is on a Truth Search.

...non-specific truth, I think, although he's pretty into the J-Team from what I've seen.

Pippy: -standing very close to Vee, for some reason- <J-Team life is rather busy, isn't it? Lots of disasters and rescues, and other things.>

No mind to think. No will to break.

 Stormchaser 

-To Star while putting it on-

Cool. You know, between the Z-Ring and Mega Bracelet it's a wonder I don't make funny sounds as I'm moving.

Doc: -To Lo- <Sure, these parties tend not to always be the best thing with ears like mine.>

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Clavis Industries HQ, yesterday

-As Aphrodite sits down after giving her review, Eric nods his head then looks at another head.-

Eric: Linant. You next.

-Sighs that basically scream "Here we go again..." can be heard when Linant stands to give his report.-

edited 10th Feb '18 2:58:26 PM by keys2tkingdom

Jamie: <You're welcome, miss!>

---

-Jessica looks down at the Delta Dunsparce near her and giggles.-

Jessica: "Can I help you, tsuchinko?"

-Her aura is sugary as all hell. It tastes like straight cane sugar and strawberry syrup.-

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Lucina: "We're in Lumiose City, which is in Kalos."

-She points at their approximate location on a map of all the regions.-

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"Dang that sure is totally poggers my good bitch"

Dolabella: -turns the tail gesture into a repeating looping motion in front of one ear-

Big Savings: -attempts to slap him lightly, ends up slapping herself instead after a complicated maneuver by Dolabella-

Channah: We've an astronaut now? Okay. But yeah. When I first met the J-Team, Big Savings here got kidnapped and I followed them all over Kalos looking for her. And then I got absorbed into the collective. Um. You been in a raid yet?

Lo: -to Doc- <Ah. I can always shut my eyes, but one can't exactly stop hearing at will.>

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.

Alli: Understatement.

Neon: ...So now I'm trying to break into the superhero business.

Alli: You've got the armor for the part!

-looks over at Mordred-

Say... You kinda look like the person who wore that kinda armor in [FATE/APOCRYPHA].

Kofun: <So that's what it was called...>

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Robin: -eyebrow raise- I mean, if you want to enjoy the party and think the question would mess with that, sure.

-Aphrodite and her Gorebyss shift uncomfortably-

edited 10th Feb '18 3:07:46 PM by Umbramatic

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Clavis Family Gathering

(Linant lets out a brief squeak of surprise. Glancing down at his documents, he can't help but get the same sinking sensation he's felt on literally every other occasion a report is required of him.)

(It's not just because Linant is the kind of man who defaults to shrinking away from the attention of crowds, though that definitely plays a part. It's obvious from his voice, as timid and diminutive as its owner - the voice of a man who will never get truly used to speeches even as he gives them on a regular basis. Even as he bullshits them up on the spot.)

Linant: Oh, well, Mercador-Clavis have been turning our most significant profits in years lately...

(This is true. The subsequent extensive, dull list of new contractors he has managed to land is not.)

Linant: ...I am particularly pleased to announce the impending signing of a new contract with Jakobsson Industries. Mikael Jakobsson Senior has seen significant success with his company's latest line of X-Transceiver based telecommunications devices, and Mercador-Clavis shall naturally be there to provide the necessary components...

(As he drones on, Linant simultaneously flicks his eyes to the papers in his hand, riddled with gaps in his transactions and the mysterious emergence of cash from apparently nowhere. As he does so, the gaps are mentally filled in, and his true report silently takes shape.)

Linant: ...that my company is profiting to such an extent suggests, of course, that the Mercador-Clavis branch remains and shall remain an integral part of our family's overall designs...

(The group he would truly like to thank, more than anyone else, are those ambitious newcomers over at that Team Rossum place. An anti-Pokemon team who intend to carry out their goals using a robot army? Why, what better opportunity could a supplier of electronic components to ne'er-do-wells hope for? Rossum's presence alone has caused an almost 60% rise in his profits relative to his last few reports. He wishes he knew who their leader was, because they need all the thanks he can give them - privately, of course.)

Linant: ...strong leadership characterises all Clavis enterprises, and so it is with Mercador-Clavis...

(Best Berry, too, had lately been requesting far more of his wares than usual. Giant mecha, they said. He could live with that. The Mobius Society, too, now that their plans were in full swing, and now that Voynich lad was in charge the Neo-Illusion Project had returned to being yet another reliable source of income. Overall, Linant was doing grand - but not for reasons he ever intended his family to know of.)

Linant: ...and... uh.

(He looks suddenly caught on the spot. He'd been so busy contemplating his good fortune he forgot to conjure up an ending to the guff he was feeding the assembled Clavises.)

Linant: Uh. Uhhhhh. I suppose that's it. That's all. You can... you can go on now.

(Ah well. It wasn't like the Clavis boardroom was a place he was too concerned with anyway.)

Tastes better on the way back down.

Partychaser

Colt is still available for chat.

Clavis HQ

Abraham nodded politely at every seemingly major point, phone still recording.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Stromchaser

-laughs- I kind of wanted to do the Island challenges while we were up there, but I guess it slipped my mind or something.

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 Clavis Meeting, yesterday 

-The older black man, one Daniel "Dan" Clavis, head of an airline company, moves to speak-

Dan Clavis: Our airline has been profiting as well as always, especially thanks to my business partner at the travel agency, in fact we've been looking into forming a partnership with the PEFE for chartered flights, but they've proven hard to budge even if her grandson's on their board of directors.

 Stormchaser 

-To Star-

It was kinda like back when we were in the Orange Islands, if I was going to compare it to anything. Except with less trauma and more funny dancing.

Doc: -To Lo- <Tell me about it...>

Muddy: -Is looking between his trainer and Channah-

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Clavis HQ

Ren: -under his breath- Yeah, I'm thinking The Stormchaser has nixed almost all hope of that deal going through...

-Eric nods at Daniel then turns to the paperwork in front of him. Then looking up and starts calling on each of the other heads in turn.-

-A brief look of irritation passes over Eric's Face after Günther finishes his glowing report; like an irksome bug he wants to swat but it's too quick to hit.-

-After Andrew gives his review, Eric looks up the table.-

Eric: And I believe that leaves you, Abraham. And unless an urgent matter needs to be discussed after Abraham's review, we'll then begin the voting for my successor.

-Eric leans back and fishes for Abraham's report from within his pile of documents.-

Clavis HQ

In the files they’d find concept sketches for Pulseman 2. Whoops.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

-Ren head tilts at this as this was an odd place to unveil a game.-

-Martin looks perplexed.-

-Johann looks excited.-

Johann: Oh neat! I had no clue this was a thing! Mr. Abraham! I didn't know you had ties to Game Freak!

-Ren turns at Abraham and notices his phone's "alert" light was on.-

Ren: Yes, Abraham mind telling us why there are classified Game Freak documents in our documents?

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Lo: -notices Muddy and gives him a questioning head tilt-

There is no disdain in nature, there is no humiliation.