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Illusio

Aiura nods. "Of course, my love. I have a few places I'd like to visit myself."

Illusio

-To Ammy-

Yeah...

-Is struck by a feeling of sadness watching the Lunar Pendant sink into the depths, though I'm not sure why-

Gateon Port - Krabby Club

Regina: Cipher

Right. Oooh look pretty g- OW!

Heehee~

........ NO

YES~ Ooh he's not talking any more I think he's learned to shut up finally

Well then... is that all we can learn from this little thing?

Probably

Okay then. Well might as well go.

Jacob: -Waves- "Heya Deimos. See ya Deimos." -Walks out of the club with Regina-

Holon City

"Hmmm... The Growlithe line is pretty high on my list, yes, but there are so many that I like that it's hard to decide... Let's see... Pawniard line, Zorua line, Umbreon, Oshawott line, Scyther line, Sentret line, Cherubi line, Treecko line... Oh! I know! This might sound a bit weird, but I really like Darkrai." said Sakura, giggling

AU - Outskirts of Iccirus

-The faint sound of some twigs being disturbed might be picked up by more perceptive ears-

<Humon!Sentret: "Um... Hi?">

<Familiar!Ledian: "Erm... Yeah. 'Greetings', to you too, I guess.">

<Simo: "Celestial Tower...? What brings you across such a treacherous path from there?">

<Druddigon: "... Did... Something happen to it?"> ._.

AU!Unova

<Diplomat!Elegyem: "Well, something indeed happened to it, in a way. We are now under new management! Would you be so kind as to take me to your leaders? I have a diplomatic missive for them.">

The Golbat, meanwhile, stares at the spot where the noise is coming from, on his guard.

Holon City, Isotopes

Alice: ...That is a very long list.

-She is interrupted by the arrival of her meal, which she proceeds to decimate with remarkable speed.-

Gateon Port, Krabby's Club

-Deimos looks up at Jacob as he leaves, and his face twists into a sneer. He doesn't get up, however, and instead pulls out his Pokegear again.-

Deimos: Hey, boss? Figured I'd let you know that Iridis has shown up ahead of schedule. Hmm... alright, I'll hold back. Give the fucker one from me, won't you?

Illusio - Around 600 years ago

-After a few moments of reflection, Herbert sighs and stands up.-

Herbert: Well, whilst we're here, we might as well start looking for a certain somebody else who also deserves a kick to the nether regions.

-He starts heading towards the castle.-

Elsewhere in Illusio - Around 600 years ago

Lucanus: Hmm... I think Terrera should be the first place that I visit. Hopefully they will lower the Storm Curtain now that the war is over. And Sabaku is one of the many Warlords whom I owe a sincere apology...

Illusio

Aiura nods. "Indeed. Though, we could always teleport. I'd just have to send word to Sabaku."

AU - Outskirts of Iccirus

-From the direction of the noise-

<Humon!Sentret: "Erm... New management?">

<Druddigon: "... What do you mean by that?">

<Simo: "... Uhm... I presume you're referring to our lords? They're kinda... Busy... But if you told us what it is you wished to relay to them, I suppose we could make the attempt."

Holon City - Isotopes

Sakura starts eating fairly slowly, though she stopped once in a while to talk "Yes, I like many Pokémon, but I think Darkrai tops them all." she said, giggling.

The Elegyem frowns.

<Diplomat!Elegyem: "My most sincere apologies, but I was told to give this to them directly, or at the very least accompany it to make sure it went to the right place.">

The Golbat "casually" starts wandering over towards the source of the noise.

Illusio

Issun: <Hoo [boy...]>

-He and Ammy follow Herbert-

Holon City, Isotopes

-Alice gives Sakura a curious look that suggests she has her own thoughts on the topic, but decides to let Sakura elaborate first.-

Alice: Oh? Might I ask why?

Illusio - Around 600 years ago

Lucanus: Perhaps. Though have you considered that it might be worth simply taking a walk though Ransei and admiring the region's scenery for once?

-There is a knock on the castle door.-

Spectra, 600 years and some time ago

-Amhlaidh watches quietly as Duolis begins gathering her things, then bows deeply-

Amhlaidh: Goodbye, my lady. It has been an honor.

-he turns and starts to leave the room, pausing in the doorway-

Amhlaidh: Good luck.

-he then leaves, Kori and Isolde hurrying to catch up-

Isolde: <We're going home? Really?>

Kori: <I can see my daughter again... How long has it been?>

Amhlaidh: -quietly- More than eight years. I imagine I won't recognize Faolan.

Kori: <I'm sure he's grown into a fine young man. Nearly as fine as his father.>

Isolde: <When do we leave? How do we get back?>

Kori: <I assume immediately.>

Amhlaidh: We'll charter a ship for Sinnoh, and strike out on our own from there.

-he pauses briefly and glances out a window in the hall, towards the east-

Amhlaidh: But we can't leave just yet. There are still some goodbyes to be made.

Kori: <You'll only make things harder on yourself.>

Amhlaidh: Nevertheless.

Isolde: <Maybe I should apologize to the armorer's Skitty before we leave...>

Amhlaidh: If either of you have business to be settled here, take care of it now. We'll leave for Dragnor in a few hours. I should sort out the guard. And say goodbye to a few old friends.

-the three part ways, each leaving for a different part of the castle-

Gateon Port

Jacob: -Walking out- "Okay well now where?"

Regina: <That was reckless. I don't think making yourself known was a good idea.>

Jacob: "I know what I'm doing. What's the worst that could happen? They send a few grunts after me? I'm more than capable of handling them."

Regina: <If you say so....>

Jacob: -Pulls out a map- "So now we just follow the river north... right? Then... where? Do we keep heading north or do we head east? Dammit, this is what I wanted to find out, where is stuff going on?"

Regina: <Well let's just follow the river up first, then we can decide our course of action.>

Jacob: "Right right...." -Rolls up and pockets the map before heading out with Regina following-

Umbra's Castle

-Dulois watches Amhlaidh leave and begins to leave herself-

Illusio

Jace clears his throat. "COME IN."

Aiura laughs at Lucanus. "Bah, scenery. You're funny, dear. I got enough of nature from my throne room." At his inevitable look of confusion. "Long story."

TAU MODE

Umbra's Castle

Tau strolls up to Duolis, Kage in tow.

"Hello, miss! You leaving?"

Holon City - Isotope

"Well, I really like how it looks, I like the Dark type in general, it has an interesting power though it's because of said power I can't help but puty the poor thing." said Sakura, giggling a bit "Besides, he's really nice."

AU - Icirrus Outskirts

<Rhydon: "Aww... It's worth a shot, doncha think, bluey? I mean, spark plug's always hanging around the substation now, right?">

<Simo: "... Please... Stick with 'Lord Zekrom..."> >.<

<Druddigon: "Would they really want to hear from mons like me, though?">

<Simo: "... I suppose it's at least worth an attem-">

-Poking head directly up in front of the Golbat-

<Simo: "... Yes? You didn't have to seek me out, you know..."> :|

AU!Unova

<Diplomat!Elegyem: "Thank you kindly! Lead the way, please.">

The Golbat just smirks at Simo.

Umbra's Castle

Duolis: -not looking at Tau- ...Yes.

Umbra's Castle

Kage nudges Tau's back.

"Oooh, yeah. Uhh, sorry for your loss."

Kage nudges her again.

"Uh, you, um, need a guard? At least to help you out of the region, to wherever you're going? I feel kinda guilty, not doing better to save your husband."

Umbra's Castle

Duolis: ...I am leaving on my own.

Sorry this part took this long, I was being strangely dense.

Route 103

<Leana: “... Tracer… How much longer are we going to wait here?”>

<Archen!Tracer: “Well hey, we’re not exactly the ones digging ourselves into a pit by waiting here…”>

-And points at a growing array of turrets being arrayed around the entrances of the Space Tunnels-

<Guy: “... Where’s everyone else, th-?”>

<Mundane!Honchkrow: “Hey!”>

-And flies in, with a number of Cubone line members and their allies following-

<Mundane!Honchkrow: “What was with keeping us out of the loop like that? And what’s with the lizards all suddenly turning tail on us?”>

-Spotting a Cubone in particular among the group-

<Iron Marrow: “Oh! Felt!”>

-And rushes to embrace the small creature-

<Felt: “Elder! You had us so worried! We heard that half the tribe wound up getting chased through the tunnels, so we tried coming back, and-!”>

<Reed Snorkel: “Eh, it all worked out…”>

<Yellow Threedot: “Heh… Yeah… I… I guess you really *do* have to stay positive during bad times...”> ^^;

<Leana: “... Hrm… I guess it’s not a bad thing, but… Still, if they’re not going to surrender *now*, when *are* th-”>

-It is at this point that a solitary Garchomp flies in-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “U-Um… Excuse me? A-About that s-surrender-?”>

Turret: “TARGET ACQUIRED.”

<Messenger!Garchomp: “E-Eeeeeep…” O.O>

-Hastily turning the turret-

Turret: “TARGET LOST.”

<Kammy: “Yes…?”>

<Messenger!Garchomp: “U-Um, well… The o-others sent me to-”>

Keep in mind, your leader showed that in the end you all were nothing to him, since he left without even trying to make sure everyone else could leave either once things went south. Not to mention the asshole song. If you still have loyalty to a mon like that, I don’t know what to tell you.

-Recognizing a very human voice… And looking to see a very human frame… Which unfortunately for the Garchomp-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “A-AAAAAH! Y-YOU AGAIN!”>

-Is a bit more familiar than he would have liked, which prompts the creature to panic and whirl around to attempt to flee.

Only for a certain Salamence to step on his tail before he can fly off-

<Draca: "A real dovah doesn’t run.">

-The Garchomp tugs in futility a bit, before shrinking and starting to rather visibly quiver with his eyes closed-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “N-Nnnh... I-I d-don’t want a-any trouble again, I don’t w-want any trouble again...”>

<Raptor : “... ‘Again’? Who *is* this?”>

<Archen!Tracer: “... I’m not fully su- Wait…”>

-And has his mind turn to about 2 years ago… And vaguely remembering a familiar-looking form crying over a simple meal of kibble after having been stranded without food for a while-

<Archen!Tracer: *blink blink* “Okay, never mind, I think I remember where we’ve met him now.”>

Tagg: Blugh… That reminds me I have one of your buddies that I need to deal with after all of this. Thanks.

<Muddy: "I’m having some trouble remembering him, all these thugs kinda blend into one another after a while.">

-Annoyed-

Tagg: "I think I remember him just fine. Damn it man, would it kill people not to betray us after we help them?"

-Cowering, rather audibly squeaking-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “I-I didn’t know you would be h-here! W-We met an o-ocean away!

I sw-swear if I’d k-known, I’d n-never have-!”>

-Rolling eyes, giving as much of a scowl as an Archen could hope to-

<Archen!Tracer: “Look, can the false reassurances already. We both weren’t expecting to see each other, we get it. As… Erm… ‘Interesting’ as I’m sure your story for being here must be, can we get to why you’re *supposed* to be here right now?” >

-Peeking eyes open at the Archen-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Wh-When did I meet-?”>

<Archen!Tracer: *sigh* “Here…”>

-And thrusts an Oran Berry into the Garchomp’s claws-

<Archen!Tracer: “It’s supposed to calm mons down. Talk between bites.”>

-The Garchomp timidly nips at the Oran Berry before gulping some of the flesh down and posing a question in a not-terribly confident voice-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “U-Um… A-About that s-surrender… Wh- What w-was it that you wanted?”>

-With a serious tone-

Tagg: "You will swear never to serve those Seven Jerks ever again, and you’ll be stuck doing    community service    as we need the monpower."

-Swallowing a bit of Oran Flesh a bit more audibly than normal-

<Messenger!Garchomp: *gulp* “Co-

   Community Service   ? ._.

I- I mean, I-I’d take it, b-but h-how am I s-supposed to convince-?”>

<Sinnoh!Dustox: “Hey, wait just a minute!    Community service   ? THAT’S their punishment?”>

<Sinnoh!Pachirisu: “Yeah! They wrecked three cities!”>

<Dovile: “Tch… Y’know, they could be more *useful* if you let mons use ‘em as training aids… Mons like say… Oh… ‘‘Me.’’ ”

<Iron Marrow: “And… Well… The tribe’s armory *could* use the extra-”>

<Kit: “Erm… Elder, that’s really not…” > >.<

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Meep!”>

Tagg: "Yes it’s true that three cities are in ruins thanks to them, but we truly do need the monpower, and in a way they’re kinda victims too. To be told you’re superior, only in the end to be thrown aside as common trash by some Latios with a god complex. Shit, look at them, they’re not possibly a threat anymore."

<Sinnoh!Dustox: “Um… Excuse me? Are we looking at the same Garchomp here-?”>

<Archen!Tracer: “To be fair, in one respect, they really *aren’t* a threat… Allow me to demonstrate…”>

-To the Garchomp-

<Archen!Tracer: “Ahem… Before all of this, *where* did you come from?”>

-Nervously biting into the Oran Berry again-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “U-Um… It was o-one of the southern lands… W-We got shipped up here…”>

<Archen!Tracer: “... Interesting… And… What would you describe the mons that fought with you from here as?”>

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Erm… They were kinda… Well… Shrimpy… Not terribly healthy-looking-”>

-With an unimpressed look-

<Kyle: “Um… Dude...”>

-Suddenly becoming aware of the fact that the Garchomp standing next to a certain human form looks like she could have easily hailed from the same stock-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “U-Um, n-not that it’s not u-understandable! L-Living on a starvation d-diet for a couple of years i-isn’t healthy!”> O.O

<Archen!Tracer: “Exactly… Point is… This region is still fragile at the moment… There’s not a lot of food going around, and we’re still shipping out supplies from PEFE to keep things from out and out imploding.

What hope do he and the others have of surviving the winter if they aren’t given food and a place to stay during that season? If they don’t put their claws down and stop picking fights?”>

-Putting some thought into the matter, and coming up with not very soothing conclusions-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “... ... U-Um… N-Now that you mention it…”> O_O;

<Sinnoh!Pachirisu: “... Okay, so they can at least be kept in line.”>

<Iron Marrow: “Go on…”>

So as I was arguing before, they’re more or less neutralized.

-Attempting to take another bite into the Oran Berry-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “YEOW!”>

-Only to find that he has already fully consumed it, which results in him nipping his claws-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Um… What are you gonna do with all of the mons that are in those slave ba-”>

<All: >:| >

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Erm… The o-ones you captured?”> O_O;

<Archen!Tracer: “... We’ll screen them… We’ll allow the ones that are more reasonable to be freed and come here to help you if they so desire… We have no interest in letting mons that intend to stir up trouble get anywhere near this rock again though.”>

<Messenger!Garchomp: “… Fair enough, I guess… But… Er… We’re kinda… Scattered right now…

Um… Where on earth are we all supposed to meet?”>

<Archen!Tracer: “... Tell them to report before the human who opposed Giratina so many years ago. It’s her home, and she’d have more than a few ideas of how you’d be most useful with your    community service    until this war ends or those cities are rebuilt.” >

<Messenger!Garchomp: “B-But that could be years!”> O_O;

<Leana: “Well, it’s that or what’s most likely going to be 6-8 months of life before starving or freezing to death. Your pick.”>

<Messenger!Garchomp: “... Point... What about the ones that won’t listen, though…?”>

-Pausing-

<Archen!Tracer: “...

Tell them to figure out where they want to be before winter comes. We’ve set our terms, and they’re already a bit more generous than what’s properly fair, so don’t count on them budging much.”>

<Messenger!Garchomp: “Okay… I… I can leave now?”>

<Archen!Tracer: “Well, you have a job to do, don’t you?” >

-Nodding a touch overeagerly-

<Messenger!Garchomp: “R-Right…”>

-And flies off-

Tagg: "Well that seemed to work out okay."

<Draca: "Yeah, for now.">