Stormchaser, Room 713

Before the present could hit the floor, Rei dived for it and it landed in her claws.

Rather it would have if an illusory [Master Hand]-looking glove hadn’t caught it first and carried it to Colton. He subsequently dismissed it and began to carefully tear the paper with a Night Slash Claw.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Stormchaser, Room 713

-Lissa chuckles as she leans against the doorframe.-

Lissa: Showoff.

-Tearing open the box will reveal it to contain what appears to be a compact karaoke machine and two microphones.-

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Stormchaser

"Ooh, thanks," Colton said. "Good for duets and travel. Don’t think I’ve seen any other machines hit both of those beats."

As though bidden by the thought he entered a CD into it and let the sound of its whirring take over.

Rather than driving rock, however...

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Stormchaser, Room 713

-Lissa stands there blinking at Colton for a few seconds...-

-...before doubling over into spasms of huge, gasping belly laughs.-

Lissa: ...Oh my gods, you are such a dork.

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Stormchaser, Room 713

"Yeah, in Casa del Rever, there's no judgment. Just don't hurt anyone outside of a battle and you're golden," he said.

"Also, [Yakety Sax]. C'mon. This song's just funny."

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Stormchaser, Room 713

-Lissa manages to compose herself long enough to smile at Colton.-

Lissa: Fair enough. Can't say it isn't cute. Anyway...

-She grabs one of the mics and starts crooning along to the music as tunelessly as possible.-

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Stormchaser, Room 713

Colton smiled lightly as Lissa sang to the best of her abilities.

Lucario and Rei returned themselves, though.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

-Mezzo is asleep on the couch, Sunny sleeping on her head-

-across the room, Noelle is sitting in her chair, nibbling on mints-

Noelle: I don't really contribute anything to the team, do I? Do I even belong here?

-...-

Noelle: What if I just walked away? Would anyone notice? Would they care?

-she hugs her pillow tightly-

Noelle: She would... she's always so nice to me. But I don't deserve it... it's like Mezzy said, I should be banned from seeing her because I'd just...

-she sighs deeply and nibbles on another mint-

Noelle: And what would I even do? Go to Lumiose U and get a degree in math? Go back to my little house in Laverre and just hide there forever? What difference would it make?

-...-

Noelle: I'm such a mess...

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Stormchaser, near the Lounge

-Pacing-

We need to get to attacking those other bases, the longer we wait means the more time Mobius has to try better shoring up the defenses of their remaining major bases.

Muddy: <Maybe a change of scenery would be in order, we have been sitting here for so long I've forgotten when we decided to move here.>

Maybe we can drive the Stormchaser over to Fuschia or something. Keeps us from being sitting ducks for a counterattack too.

Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.

Hearthome

Me: Thanks, Lucius. Now, let's get a move on.

-I follow behind Luciana with Piku-chan on my shoulder and Floette floating beside me-

Me: To think, the nine of us are now defenders of love and paragons of justice... It's kind of exhilarating when you think about it...

♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...

hearthome

-Eva follows after everyone.-

Eva: When are we gonna find something?! This is taking far too long!

-Merah, who was also following, facepaws.-

Merah: <Patience, Eva. How do you manage to ve even more erratic in this form?>

I used to plug my deviantart here but turns out the link was too long.

-Megan is tacklehugged and squeaks-

Megan: -brightly- Yeah, I'm alright!

-hugging back- It's so, so good to see you again, Brie! ^_^

Pippy: -just leans happily into the growing affection pile-

-Vee wanders up and purrs sweetly in Brie's general direction-

Vee: <Now what's this I hear about someone punching above their weight class? Sounds like a rookie mistake.> .3

-Pippy baps her, somehow-

Vee: -purring louder- <But golly, it's great to see ya again.>

Megan: -quizzically- Are you talking about Every?

She seems nice to me! She upgraded my Pokédex! ^_^

-Megan slowly covers her mouth with her hands as all this goes on-

Megan: Oh, no, no, no Silas—

-moving forward- I-I don't think there was much anyone could've done, there wasn't much—

-and she hugs him so tight- You didn't do anything wrong.

Pippy: -joining the hug- <You're a good friend, Silas. Don't ever doubt that.>

<Hey, you'd better call on us too, alright? We've got so much to catch up on.>

Suit!Vee: -extending hug tendrils- <Hey, if anything, ya looked out for us when we met this ragtag bunch a' misfits. Don't think I forgot, spaceman.>

-...-

Megan: -Mareepishly- ...Y'know, I've been waiting to share all this stuff for months. Every time I saw a neat space thing, I thought of you, and—imagined the look on your face when I brought it home.

Kept me going, y'know?

No mind to think. No will to break.

Stormchaser

Brie: What? What did Ever tell you?

Ever: -coughZemmalisealmostimmediatelyfollowedbyfightingtimecops-

Breeze: <How'd you get that all in one cough?>

Brie: ...L-look, I'm here and they're not. Don't worry about me.

Ever: Worry about her a little. It's good for her.

Brie: (ignoring Ever) It's good to see you too!

-...-

Brie: She knew you were here since June.

Ever: Yeah, honestly, gotta say, little fucked up.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Stormchaser

Lance would be sitting in the Stormchaser and was free for interaction.

i think i’m in love (probably just hungry)

Megan: ...

-she makes a sort of thinking face, resting her hand on her chin-

...m-maybe she's been busy...? ^_^;

Vee: <Congrats on outliving your foes! You could not possibly stop us from worrying. If you need backup, give us a call, hey?>

Pippy: <Y'know, you two seem really close, and it's sweet?> ^v^

No mind to think. No will to break.

Silas returns all the hugs (though is a little put off by the Vee tendrils) and just mutters, "thank you" to everyone.

He takes a deep breath and forces a smirk, "Well, I am interested in space stuff, been preparing for the inevitable space adventure the team is likely to go on, I've got space fighters stored in the cargo bay for such a inevitability."

~They're less fighters directly but they serve the same purpose.~

"It's a factor of existence, it seems the universe has a sense of humor soo... I'm preparing for when it finds it funniest."

Stormchaser

Brie: (grumpily) She's not busy. It just wouldn't have occurred to her that she should tell anyone.

Ever: It's a known issue.

-Vee, Pippy-

Brie: ...Ha, thanks. You too, Vee.

Ever: Or at least call someone for backup instead of making Atlantis do it—

Brie: -withdrawing her elbow- (dryly) I'd say we're pretty close.

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Hearthome

"... I dunno if I'd call myself a paragon of justice. Or a paragon of anything, actually."

off the shits

Hearthome

"We're not heroes, we're vigilantes," Max observed.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

-Tanten walks into the open bay door, resume in hand.-

Tanten, raised voice: "Hello? Anyone here?"

-He walks around for a bit, checking in rooms, and generally searching for signs of life. He pokes his head into the room Ever and Megan are in.-

Tanten: "Is this HR?"

The Stormchaser

Astraea is walking around the Stormchaser when she happens upon Tanten looking for HR.

She frowns, and follows him a bit until he arrives at the room with Ever and Megan.

Upon which her expression changes from 'concerned' to 'bewildered'.

Hearthome

Wandering around the main streets hasn't produced any particular attention beyond, y'know, the occasional passersby giving the group weird looks. More at Lucius floating than the fact that any of them are wearing magical girl costumes.

Luciana looks about ready to give up when the party turns a corner and the crowd suddenly thins. A lot. For no explicable reason.

Luciana: "Well this isn't suspicious in the slightest."

Luciana: "Hey, uh, glitch things if you could just come out so we can beat the shit out of you that'd be convenient. And great."

As if on cue, staticky shapes start coalescing at the edge of everyone's vision.

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

Hearthome City

-Lucius shrugs at the lack of notice the group are attracting.-

Lucius: Huh. Guess there must be either a convention or a ren faire in town today.

-He stops and tenses as he notices the static at the edges of his vision. At the same time, coils of purple tendrils start to form around each of his arms, seemingly without conscious notice or effort on his part.-

Lucius: ...Alright, who's playing silly buggers here?

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Hearthome

Almost reflexively in response to the static at the edge of their vision, Sylveon's ribbon around her wrist detached and started raining sparkles while the scabbard draped over Sunny's back let loose a whip of fire that seemed to follow her hand motions.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Hearthome City

Daydre's ears twitch and she cranes her head around trying to get a look at the shapes.

"... Either the lack of sleep is finally catching up to me, or the glitch is here."

off the shits

-Megan beams at the continued displays of familial affection through mild violence-

-Tanten-

-having recently overwritten her concept of J-normal with scenic vistas and inconvenient near-death experiences, Megan fails to identify the new person as slightly suspicious-looking-

Megan: Oh! It isn't, sorry.

Vee: <...does the J-Team even have an HR department?>

Pippy: <...oh gosh is that Robin>

Vee: <Like, I wouldn't be surprised, but I don't actually know much about its infrastructure. Huh.>

Pippy: <I know I've had dinner with Donnel every day for the past yeeaaar(???) but Robin>

-Vee, who can smell his discomfort, retracts to hug someone else-

Pippy: <Oh! Hello!>

Suit!Vee: <Hi, you dork.>

Saitama: -...stares-

Megan: -sorta stuck to Pippy, now- I'll...table the neat stuff, for now. ^_^;

Let's do friend stuff~

—oh gosh wait your science spaceship is a carrier—

Suit!Vee: <Heck yeah, preparedness! You know what they say—the more you're prepared for—>

Saitama: <...the more things there are to go horribly wrong?>

Pippy: <That's pessimistic!> •v•

Saitama: <That's, and I'm sorry, the majority of my experience with you.>

Suit!Vee: -mutters something-

Megan: ...I can't say I've noticed much of a sense of humor?

No mind to think. No will to break.