Ren Faire, Pent's Tent

Me: Thank you, Pent. I think I will enjoy what comes from this vision...

-Ian gives Pent 5 shillings and leaves his tent with a smile-

Ren Faire

-Ian steps outside the tent-

Me: Hey, Des. I'm back.

Ren Faire

-Medea just shakes her head-

-everyone is blipped-

Chrom: -to Roxy- Fair enough.

Byleth: <Dorothea—?>

-and before she can say any more (or recognize the Chansey), they're through-

-and they Arrive-

Logan: -relieved- Capture Complete.

-and the transformation breaks-

Megan: -who is right there, hearing Channah- ...terrible? :<

Logan: -taking her by the shoulder- Eh, it's not for everyone.

Megan: But you—

Logan: -brightly- Desmond!

-proudly- Nice work, being here!

It got a bit hectic, and we didn't manage to bring back any new friends—

Donnel: -calling out- We did.

Logan: Donnel!

Megan: Teacher! :D

I didn't die! ^_^

Donnel: -patting her on the shoulder (since he's also shorter than her)- Ah can see that! Ah'm proud of ya!

-to Des- Anyhow, room for one more?

-he jerks his thumb back towards the portal exit zone, where a Cubone is likely getting reacquainted with some friends-

-Logan, hearing Daydre, nods-

Logan: As it stands, it may read a bit "power for power's sake", given the indiscriminate nature of the request.

I'm not saying that that's what it is, and I am concerned for your home universe with all this going on, but it's only responsible to keep our bases covered. Like I said, this Orb nearly killed my friend from its aura alone.

-concerned- Would it be possible to ask?

-it's been several hours-

-days? weeks?-

-years?-

Lapis: Bwah.

Narrator Pollen: <...okay, maybe it hasn't been that long.>

<...>

Lapis: ...

-she goes back to her game-

-she finally got her students to kill something without suffering heavy losses, and the plot's getting good-

Pollen: <...>

<...y'know who used to narrate everything unnecessarily?>

Lapis: Bwah?

Pollen: <Yeah, her.>

<...it's kinda hilarious. I'm getting all worked up over—>

<—over st-stabbing my—>

<—my...my person, sorta, and she—she's not even here.>

<She hasn't been here.>

-Pollen laughs, high and bitter-

<Like, what the hell, didn't you—didn't the three of you Vow something or other?>

-getting louder- <Protect and serve? Claws and fangs,>

-screaming- <Don't hurt your fucking Trainer—>

-she breaks off-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Sep 20th 2019 at 4:58:13 AM

Post-Raid

He gives Logan a cheeky grin and offers him tea.

"Of course, always room for one more."

He looks to the emerging Cubone, followed quickly by a Roserade.

Dorothea:<P-professor? Is that you? My you've...changed.>

Lita exits as well. She shuffles over and grabs a tea.

Des:"How was it?"

Lita: "Hectic. Made a new friend."

Des: "So I see." He turns back to Logan. "Where almost through with this. Then I can finally put all my bad decisions behind me."

He hears Aurora.

"Sorry, while we're not against alcohol consumption in the post-raid we won't promote it either. It's strictly BYOB."

Ren Faire-Day 1

Des looked expectantly at Ian.

"How'd it go?"

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

-there's a cheery Do You Want To Build A Snowman series of knocks-

-Byleth's expression doesn't really change behind the dragon-skull helmet-

-but anyone who knows her will know she's really happy to see her-

Cubone!Byleth: -nod- <I have changed.>

<So have you, and that looks like Mercedes over there.>

-she's not only filled with relief but extremely happy-

<Are you alright?>

-Logan accepts the tea from Des with a matching grin-

Logan: -raising their cup- To new beginnings!

-they take a sip-

-nod-

-and pull out a flask and empty a trickle of the contents into the cup-

(-Des, having worked with Logan for some time now, will know that said flask is full of caffeine-)

-they then take another sip, satisfied-

Vee: <...your heart's gonna give out b'fore you're forty.>

Logan: I've seen no evidence of this.

Vee: <I can hear your fucking heart rate, Voltaire, it ain't hard to extrapolate.>

Logan: Where'd you pick that up?

Vee: —

Logan: -placatingly- The last-name thing. It's familiar.

Pollen: <...who the hell is that.>

-she pushes her head off the nightstand, peering through the wall-

Lapis: Bwah?

-...attempting to peer through the wall-

Pollen: -muttering- <Stupid metal doors...>

-she flutters up, grumbling all the while-

<Stupid metal walls in this metal friggin ship—>

-the poor door is wrapped in a telekinetic haze and slammed aside-

Pollen: <Megan's not here, you—>

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

-there's a flower-

-stunted, but green-

-with all but one petal torn off-

Ever: Oh, hey, Pollen. What's up?

-they have a sword through their chest, but it doesn't seem to be bothering them too much-

-indeed, it doesn't bother them too much-

Pollen: <...>

<...>

<...>

-shakily- <Ever what the hell>

<Who did this to you>

-she floats forward, back-

-and sort of...curls in on herself-

<Wait, no, no.>

<I-I'm having a nightmare. I'm being punished—>

Lapis: -running up, flail- BWAH!

Pollen: -<nonono, I know I d—I know—I-I don't want to be cursed, I—I—>

-Lapis fixes Ever with a "get that thing out of your rib cage or so help me" sort of glare-

-...after a brief bit of shame, there's a secondary, "are you at all okay" sort of stare-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Sep 20th 2019 at 10:24:03 AM

Ren Faire

Me: I'd say it went really well.

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

- Ever frowns down at Lapis-

Ever: Are you one of those Whismar? I thought you guys all died. Or...something.

???

Vicky: So are the J-team ever going to come pick you losers up?

Bwever: Bwah.

Vicky: I don't care.

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

Ever: Anyway, uh, I'm fine. Pinky-promise. Bluey-promise? Sword can't hurt me, and I need to make sure nobody takes it off me. Which in this case involves stabbing myself with it.

Which is fine, in the short-term.

...Are you okay? I was looking for Megan to see if she could help me resolve a mild extrapersonal crisis, but I have to say it looks like you might be having one yourself.

Arc: -poking his head out from behind Ever's leg- <Mama?>

Ever: No, sweetie, that's Pollen.

Arc: <Food?>

Ever: Also no.

Edited by memyselfandI2 on Sep 20th 2019 at 7:32:03 AM

-hearing them, Pollen does a lot of deep breathing-

-like...a lot-

-she'd be gritting her teeth if she had any-

(Lapis: -chidingly, to Ever- Bwah!!!)

(-that probably means "how dare you think I died"-)

(-the audacity, the nerve, to assume I am mortal-)

-but eventually, the screaming panic subsides-

Pollen: <oh no no no no Megan's off..."cos-playing", or something.>

<I don't care.>

<How did you get on this ship, anyways? I know Silas has all the physical security of a piece of wet tinfoil, but it should've impeded you some.>

<And I'm. Fine.>

-Lapis shakes her head vigorously, in case Pollen's convincing performance fooled them-

Pollen: <Why was this the best option. Don't you have duct tape.>

<Go away—>

-Arc-

Pollen: <...>

<Just...just go away.>

-and without looking to make sure, she just drifts back into the room-

Lapis: -glances in-

-glances at Ever-

-pleading stare-

Edited by Asterisk395 on Sep 20th 2019 at 10:48:50 AM

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

Ever: Wh— I live here, at least part of the time. And I don't own duct tape, what do you take me for?

Bwah.

Arc: <Taxes?>

Ever: Anyway uh. What's...what's going on? I think I have empathy, so, uh...share?

Tellius, Post-Raid

Lysithea's metaphorical ears prick at someone mentioning her name.

Lysithea: <.. Was that..? No, it couldn't be. She's.. dead..>

<... Unless.>

Stormchaser

"It wouldn't endanger you to ask, would it?"

Lapis: -to Arc, confusedly enthusiastic- Bwah!

-to Ever, brightly- Bwah~! ^w^

Pollen: -back turned- <...>

<...>

<...they asked me first, you know.>

(Lapis: -...bwah-)

<To be his godmother.>

(Lapis: -not sure if this is even a Thing(TM) but leaning towards "caution", attempts to cover Arc's...ears-)

<I turned them down.>

<So congratulations, fairy godparent.>

Lapis: -flatly, uncertain- ...bwah.

Pollen: -buzzing- <I hope you—>

Lapis: -more sure, looking at Arc- bwah.

Pollen: -turning- <You can just go and—>

Lapis: Bwah.

Pollen: -vibrating, voice breaking- <I don't have to tell you f—>

Lapis: Bwah!!

Pollen: -shaking- <—I...>

<...back home...>

Lapis: BW—

—confused- ...ah?

-Pollen shudders, hearing Lapis's voice-

-then, in a rush-

Pollen: <...I stabbed my Trainer.>

<I said the name of the sun, hit her in the lung, and burned the life right out of her.>

<Worse than any vampire. Worse than pirates and monsters and, and—>

<—anymon who's not here. I'm the worst.>

<I've, I've always been.>

Lapis: ...bwah...

Stormchaser, Megan's Room

-Arc wriggles, but he's small, and Lapis is large enough to be inconvenient-

Arc: (moderately distressed toddler tones) Pip! Piplup!

- Ever blinks-

-for the first time since entering the room, they adopt the appropriate expression for someone impaled by a sword-

-though it doesn't seem self-inspired-

-they pat Arc's head briefly, which seems to calm him down a little-

Ever: Hey. Hey.

Can I ask, um...why, precisely, you did that?

BK and his party stared at the miis before them, "I am being mocked aren't I?"

<I... I am so confused...> Byleth admitted, <What does this have to do with anything.>

~Surprisingly, a lot.~

"Regardless, they fall like all others."

The Black Knight charged and attempted to stab the Brawler Mii right in the throat, as Wayne went after the Mii with the laser pistol, <Hey Merlin. Are these guys even allowed?>

"Is he asking about the legality of letting the future seeing Merlin use future stuff?" Joseph asked with a smug grin.

Pollen: -apoplectic- <I fucking missed.>

Lapis: -flinch- Bwah!!

-apologetically, to Arc- b-bwaaaah—

Pollen: -ranting- <She—Carmilla—she was right there, and Megan was—right t h e r e, and, and.>

<Megan said "distraction.">

<So I went in.>

<And then Megan was in front of my blade.>

<And I killed her.>

Lapis: -meaningfully- ...bwah...

Pollen: <Oh, don't give me that, by everything she should've—>

<—she...>

-sagging- <...she should've died. By my hand.>

King Industries, Server Room - Distant Past

-Jak blinks slightly as the lights flicker, but once it passes, she nods to her intern and signs back onto the console to communicate with Obelisk.-

Jak: I'm about to try and patch the team into the security system. Let me know once they're in position.

-She proceeds to attempt to do exactly that.-

Kalos Badlands, Ren Faire - With Byleth

-Lucius just blinks at Byleth.-

Lucius: ...Wow, you really are committed to that whole "blank stare" thing, huh? I mean, she's not really a silent protagonist, she still... never mind. Anyway, I'm gonna go check out the smithy. You're welcome to come along...?

-After a few seconds of leaving the question hanging awkwardly in the air, he turns and starts heading off in that direction.-

Kalos Badlands, Ren Faire Jousting Grounds

-The Emerald Warrior tilts their head at Lita as she recites her character's backstory.-

Emerald Warrior: Huh. You've done your homework. I'm impressed. I like having people by my side who're thorough and think things through like that.

-They then turn back to watching the Black Knight's challenge, sounding slightly perturbed.-

Emerald Warrior: ...I have to say, that's not what I was expecting him to use the gift of mimicry for.

Stormchaser

Aurora: <Ah, hell. And ah thought you were cool, Dezzy.>

-After a short while a white/gold Porygon-Z floats in.-

Zelel: <I am not a robot designed to carry your burdens.>

Aurora: <Shuddup and give me the flask, then go see if Gabby can take that stick out of ya.>

-Mercedes beams at Cu Byleth.-

Mercedes: <Oh, I knew you'd recognize me!>

-She pauses in her waddling footsteps as she feels the Ominous presence of Hubert behind her.-

Mercedes: <...actually, I think it might be a good idea to figure out what's happening. Why are the dead alive? Why aren't we humans?>

Hubert: <Indeed. I know Mercedes as a comrade, yet she remembers watching Byleth kill both me and her majesty. I heard Dimitri's voice in that other world - yet Lady Edelgard struck him down with her own hand. That alone concerns me more than our bodies or this world.>

Ditto!Niles: <...yeah, we should explain that. You're all from different timelines.>

Hubert: <...>

<What.>

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Sep 21st 2019 at 10:49:04 AM

Skies

Fuka: So when we get there I just follow people around like you said, right?

Umbramatic, I'm having trouble pinging you in the discord

Edited by sgamer82 on Sep 21st 2019 at 10:50:51 AM

sgamer: Long story, I'm not in my own Discord right now.

Anyone else: Could someone ping the appropriate peeps for this post?

Stormchaser, Post-Raid

Petra: <Lysethea! It is really me!>

Stormchaser, Past, Daydre/Logan

-Gabe shrugs-

Gabe: Wouldn't hurt to ask but I doubt I'd get an answer.

Skies

Jared: That's right! Look, we're almost there!

-Indeed there is a parked airship coming into view-

Server Room

-It is awfully quiet-

Edited by Umbramatic on Sep 21st 2019 at 1:24:56 PM

Umbra, post for your Petra.

Stormchaser- Post-Raid

Dorothea gets all teary eyed, then hugs the Cubyleth.

<Oh Professor, I've missed you so.>

She becomes aware of the other mons around her.

<Mercedes? Is that really you?>

Lysithea grabs her attention.

<My, Lys, you have such...a lovely flame on your head.>

She also recognizes Petra's signature speech pattern.

<Petra you to? By the Goddess.>

She addresses all the 3H characters present.

<It's so nice to see you all. I never would have thought seeing each other again would be possible. Especially in these...odd circumstances.>

Des pours himself a cup and sighs contentedly.

"Making new friends is always good. I'd say this first post-raid was a success. "

He turns to Megan.

"Everything ok on your end as well?"

Edited by PhilosopherStones on Sep 21st 2019 at 11:13:39 AM

Post-Raid

Lysithea gets a look on her face like she's seen a ghost. Ironic, given her current predicament.

Lysithea: <I.. You all died. Years ago. Because of...>

Her attention snaps to Niles. <Other timelines?>

Marco quietly slipped back out of the portal at some point, holding some kind of object. Or perhaps a thingy. Whatever it is, it's too incredible to behold.

Ren Faire-Black Knight's Challenge

Lita: "Honestly most of my problems I just cut in half with this bad boy right here."

She unsheathes her sword to show the blade off to the Emerald Warrior. Emerald would be able to see small sparks of Dark Obscura dance off it it momentarily before Lita put it back in it's sheathe.

"I only think things through when I wanna, how do you, 'be extra'?"

Note to self, brush up on current era lingo.

She turns her attention back to the Challenge.

"Gift of mimicry? Is that what he's doing with his voice?"

Kalos Badlands, Ren Faire Jousting Grounds

-Though the plate armour does a good job of concealing one's physical reactions, the way they lean back and tilt their head suggests that they're more than a little impressed.-

Emerald Warrior: ...I see. Well, that is a fine blade, as well as an unfortunately effective method of problem solving. Not that I'm unfamiliar with it, of course. As for, how you say, "being extra"... well, why do you think I'm here?

-There's a snort from within their helmet before they glance over at the Black Knight.-

Emerald Warrior: Indeed it is. Though I should say that his natural voice is similarly deep and just as authoritative. Of course, his talents should come as no surprise, since he learnt from the best.

-They look back at Lita, and suddenly her voice starts emerging from beneath their helmet.-

Lita(?): All part of "being extra".

Edited by Herbert40k on Sep 21st 2019 at 12:08:02 PM