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Route 10, Shredded

Logan:

Eric:

Logan:

Logan: …really excited.

Eric: ~...please don't...call me, when you do.~

~I mean, do, but. Don't.~

Logan: Oh, yeah, paramedic, not flyer.

Eric: ~aaaaa~

{REDACTED}, Safe House

-Molybdenum pats her head and goes to do normal things-

Stormchaser

-indeed, there's a pause of a few minutes—wherein presumably someone waits for someone else to appear and handle this—before a head pokes out of a vent overhead-

Hiro: How can I help you?

Stormchaser

-Oween yelps and whirls to look at Hiro-

Owen: Oh, um, hey. Do you know what this is?

-Pulls out the crystal with the Ariados in it-

Edited by Umbramatic on Aug 28th 2021 at 8:50:03 AM

The GM House

Twitch: We can make cars and motorcycles that can defy gravity, one of the UNIVERSAL POWERS OF THE GALAXY, and yet NONE OF US KNOW HOW TO FIX A FUCKING AIR CONDITIONER!

Vinegar: Hey, you're the one who said you could "eyeball it"!

Twitch: And you're the responsible one who should have stopped me!

Vinegar: Don't make me come over there and toss you on the roof again, I know you're light enough!

-Laharl tries to reach up and stop his ears with his stubby Tyrantrum arms.-

Laharl: <Can I eat them now?>

-Flonne shakes her head, causing the crests to sprinkle half-frozen condensation around.-

Flonne: <N-no... I think this is how they express their... uh... version of love for each other...>

Champloo: <I called Dune's sister. She'll be by to get it fixed, boom!>

-Laharl arcs a stony eyebrow.-

Laharl: <She knows how to fix an AC after these two clowns have taken it apart like a pack of raptors?>

Champloo: <Nah, I think her Rotom does it. They may be stupid, but if what they do is stupid and works, then it might not be so stupid.>

Laharl: <Arceus, I'd rather have those Stooges here than deal with those two.>

Champloo: <... Has anyone seen Ludmilla?>

Laharl: <The Pink one has been keeping track of her. She goes off and meditates or something I don't know, they never pick me to follow her.>

Flonne: <You're about as stealth as a one-ton truck that's missing a muffler.>

Laharl: <Shut up!>

Wedgehurst, past

Percy: I'd really rather my end not be bitter at all, personally. I was having a nice time keeping my head down and everyone thinking I was dead until frigging Nitrogen found me on a mission to capture someone else. If I can lie low on the Stormchaser until everyone forgets about me again, I'm okay with that.

Nasreen: But we have to do something, don't we?

Percy: Our something, in the grand scheme of things, is pretty meaningless. I'll take anonymity.

Wedgehurst, past

Chiyo: -To Percy- Nitrogen? I'd assume she's of your Class but to my understanding there weren't exactly any Alumni to make out of them. Anyway, I'd prefer a quiet end surrounded by my loved ones like in those fluffy movies myself, but the possibility's always there that one day I'll finally meet my match. But if that day comes...

-Eyes narrow while still looking at the sky-

I don't plan on going out quietly, they'd definitely have to think up a real big coverup for all the missing Templars.

-At Percy's last comment-

You're somewhat correct, the School is much bigger than any of us. I know that even with the blow I managed to strike against them, there's still more for them to draw from. It's why even though I know to some level they fear me, I haven't made anything resembling a direct strike until recently, the School is entrenched in this world on a level I don't think most of our friends in the J-Team truly comprehend yet. Them, the Oasis, those of us still in hiding, we're all making small acts of defiance against a true juggernaut, in some way.

-Smiling slightly-

However, for the first time, I sort of have hope that we might be able to do more than just survive, that we can do something about the group that created us as commodities and threw us out like garbage if we weren't up to par. I don't know exactly when it'll be, could be soon, could be a while yet, but the School's days are numbered I feel.

-More seriously-

Of course, if they come to believe they're in their death throes, then like a cornered Ekans they'll become even more dangerous than ever, so let's continue keeping our wits about us.

Ballonlea, today

-Is approaching a certain clothing store whose address I see in the business card I was given-

Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 28th 2021 at 4:20:50 AM

Wyndon

-A restaurant door opens, and out comes Rose, holding a bag of food, and tailed by a very vocal Litten.-

Java: <Myaaah.>

Rose: You're very cute but no. You cannot have any.

Java: <error: 'quiznos' expected>

Rose: Why are you so weird.

Java: <Mrah.>

-Rose, being distracted by Java, accidentally bumps into a pair of pedestrians — seemingly a pair of siblings, a brother and sister, with long dark green and short pale cyan hair respectively.-

Rose: Oof—!

Cyan-Haired Sister: Ow! Hey, watch it, punk!

Rose: Right. Sorry.

Cyan-Haired Sister: Yeah, you'd better be!

-Her brother nudges her, and points down to the Litten trying to paw at Rose's Quiznos bag.-

Green-Haired Brother: Hey, that's a pretty rare Pokemon to see around these parts.

Cyan-Haired Sister: ...oh, that is rare! You don't see many trainers with Litten around here, you know.

Rose: Huh? Oh, him. That's Java. They're weird.

Java: <Hello, world!>

Green-Haired Brother: Interesting, interesting. I think I'd like a Litten, some day.

Rose: ...okay???

Cyan-Haired Sister: Well, this person does owe us for so rudely bumping into us.

Rose: Uh???

Green-Haired Brother: Indeed! So, clearly, we should take it for ourselves!

Rose: Pardon?? Who are you two?

-The two grin, and the street light goes out for just a moment, before...-

-A spotlight shines on the green-haired brother, leaning against an alleyway wall with his arms crossed.-

Cyan-Haired Sister: Who, you ask, might these dashing daredevils be?

-And a second spotlight upon the cyan-haired sister, leaning against the opposite wall.-

Green-Haired Brother: A dynamic duo like none you've ever seen!

Both: Allow us to introduce you to the team!

Cyan-Haired Sister: Blasting through the gates of space and time!

Green-Haired Brother: Breaking hearts, shattering souls, blowing minds!

Cyan-Haired Sister: Bringing trouble for which no hero can prepare!

Green-Haired Brother: Even doubled, you twerps could never compare!

Cyan-Haired Sister: Frankie, unrivaled in wit and cleverness!

Green-Haired Brother: And Costello, a fighting force to be reckoned with!

Frankie: Team Rainbow Rocket blasts off across the multiverse!

Costello: Challenge us, and you'll be in nine worlds of hurt!

-They pose.-

Both: Get ready for your just-desserts!

Where Did That Cat Come From: <And don't you dare forget Perrserker!>

Rose: ...You've gotta be shitting me.

Stormchaser

Hiro: -matter-of-factly- That's a rock.

-but he drops from the ceiling into a three-point landing^* Hiro: ow to more closely (and openly) examine both the crystal and Owen- But I assume there's a reason you came to the J-Team with this rock.

Stormchaser

Owen: Uh, yeah, I found an Ariados inside it? Look, see> -holds it up closer-

-the Ariados squirms-

Malie Library

-Bartelby is here-

-He's doing a book signing!-

-The line is long-

-But someone quietly slips into it anyway-

Edited by Umbramatic on Aug 28th 2021 at 8:51:34 AM

Wedgehurst

Percy: Pssh. She wishes she were an alumnus. She sold herself back to the School and is happy enough to sell the rest of us with her.

Nasreen: It sort of seemed like the two of you were friends...

Percy: Well, we're not and I doubt we'll be again. -she says, with the firm conviction of someone who doesn't believe at all what they're saying-

Nasreen: Anyway yeah! We'll take them down!

Percy: Ugh.

-she smiles, at least a little, her right eye flickering-

Best of luck with that, I guess.

Wedgehurst, past

Chiyo: I get the impression they were friends like how Curium and I were, how Nicky and Kendra and I are now...

-To Percy-

That's a shame, to escape slavery only to go back to it to save your own life. Maybe one day she'll see the light. And luck and skill's gotten me along this far, don't see it changing anytime soon.

???, today

-It had been more than a week since Louise had met that truant and she was honestly surprised to be still alive after coming to, first of all, but the second...-

-The truant's words, barely comprehendible by her concussed brain between barely avoiding the truant's Minior snapping her spine and the subsequent beating she suffered at her fist, knee, and shield construct (Arceus how could someone that small hit that hard?), still rattled inside her brain-

-Admittedly she thought at first that it was just because it was the last thing she heard before drifting off into complete unconsciousness accompanied by what she was pretty sure was one of those disc constructs to her throat, and the humiliation of being beaten so soundly, but...-

-Templars were supposed to be the next step in human evolution, right? That's why they got names and titles, whereas only the Schoolchildren who managed to survive got the former. The only thing a Schoolchild was good for was seeing if they had good enough genes to use in the creation of a Templar. But if they were the next step in human evolution, and obviously superior to the Schoolchildren, why weren't they allowed to leave if they got tired of it, despite the increased freedom they had compared to the Schoolchildren? Or do anything else that wasn't serving the scientists or the higher ups? How could she and so many Templars before her be beaten so soundly by someone who was supposed to be their inferior, a so-called outdated model, even one with decades of experience on her-

-Louise could say that Iridium had just gotten lucky because she'd underestimated her, but if the reports she was allowed to read before being sent to hunt them and their Minior weren't exaggerated, it wasn't just mere luck that allowed her to survive for so long in direct fights with Templars and Alumni-

-Louise wasn't going to lie to herself, she knew she gained a sense of satisfaction with every new technique learned, every successful hit, but she couldn't help but wonder now if the life of killing and murder she'd known since decanting was in the end ultimately kinda pointless. She knew that even considering this counted as a seditious line of thought, and even though Templars were forgiven a lot more than Schoolchildren for failing, all it would take was her voicing said thoughts to the wrong person or the wrong telepath managing to pick them up, and it would be her turn to face liquidation-

-However, despite her cognizance of the price of treasonous thoughts, the concepts Iridium outlaid were becoming more and more appealing. Templars weren't really much for comradery for the most part, being told you're the next step in human evolution doesn't tend to give one a sense of humility or community. Even their offense at truants managing to kill them was more based on the fact that they'd killed one of their "betters" than someone they actually cared about as a person most of the time. She would admit to feeling envy that Schoolchildren even had something like that-

-So if she decided to run, and managed to avoid getting liquidated, then what? She was a Templar, most escapees were Schoolchildren, and even if Iridiu-no, Chiyo, was willing to look past that and accept her, that didn't mean the others would, and she couldn't exactly blame them. Templars and Schoolchildren for the most part mixed like oil and water, and she hadn't exactly been better to the Schoolchildren she'd known than the average Templar was. Escapees had died directly at her hands, or she'd helped those who did. She'd honestly be surprised if any of them didn't try to kill her on the spot-

-The other Templars... Honestly she'd had to hide her feeling of relief when the scouts said all they could find of the Spider after Chiyo had killed her was crushed ashes and indeterminate biomatter, Louise realized she wasn't exactly the greatest person but she didn't play with her food like Hortensia loved to. Gerald was... kind of a jerk, Caustic was indeed a great description of his powers and personality. Adelinde was as hot as she was scary, which was a lot, and if some rumors she'd heard about were true, the School had even scarier people waiting in the wings if she made a proper attempt at escaping-

-In the meantime, Louise supposed it was best to bide her time until the best way she could escape, could help presented itself, there was no point in rushing into it and getting herself killed. And then maybe she'd see if Chiyo actually meant every word she said that rainy evening...-

Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 28th 2021 at 4:50:56 AM

Stormchaser, Coil And Iris End

-As the location tag indicates, Coil and Iris are playing video games while Chuchu and Starr watch-

Malie Library

-The line has moved a bit. Some people might be more apparent in it now-

Stormchaser

Channah: -wandering the halls with Martha in tow- You know, the air in my room smells a bit like blood, did you ever - Oh. -sees Coil and Iris- ...Uh. We've met, right?

Castelia, Skyarrow Bridge - August 17th, 2021 - 8:05 A.M.

Orpheus: "Oh, what fun! I do love it when the worms fight back."

Not!Ace: "Shut up!"

-The two are currently dueling on the bridge, Ace keeping Thanatos and a Houndoom at bay with his naginata and a Mismagius.-

Shaun: "Are those...?"

Beowulf: <...injured, but alive. They'll recover if we can get Orpheus away.>

-Said "those" would be the half-dozen prone bodies lying in puddles of blood.-

Shaun: "Right. Have Midna and Qrow at the ready."

-Shaun pulls out his bow and nocks an arrow - the shaft bright white - and pulls, Beowulf doing the same with a construct.-

-As Shaun's arrow hits the ground, it bursts into a blinding white light and emits a concussive blast, knocking both combatants back. Beowulf's arrow finds its mark, but is ineffective - it simply bounces off the Drapion plating on Orpheus's neck.-

Shaun: "Damnit!"

-He constructs an Obscura arrow and fires again, but Orpheus deflects it with his tail and laughs as his eyes readjust.-

Orpheus: "Shaun! Another worm joins the fray."

-Shaun stares him down.-

-...and...doesn't move...?-

~Ace, we are not your enemy. The scorpion is.~

Orpheus: "What are you doing, coward? Say something!"

Shaun: "..."

-And Shaun puffs out of existence in purple-silver smoke.-

-Shaun flickers into existence behind Orpheus and slams a fist into his back, sending his counterpart flying.-

   Kerberos   : <Orpheus!>

-The three-headed Houndoom turns to Shaun and opens his mouths, heat pouring out.-

Beowulf: <I->

-Two things happen: the Mismagius tackles Shaun to the ground, and a Toxicroak jumps on the Houndoom, wrestling the heads away so the Flamethrower gets shot up into the air.-

Not!Ace: "Horkos, aid Vatra!"

-He extends a hand down to Shaun, who grabs it.-

Shaun: "!"

-He yanks Ace down, the Drapion claws only hitting air.-

-Beowulf blinks down and blocks the next attack with his sword construct, glowering at the pale imitation of his trainer.-

Beowulf: <You must be Orpheus.>

Orpheus: <You seem to be getting in my way!>

Shaun: "...Monese, huh?"

-Orpheus begins a barrage of fists on Beowulf, the Gallade blocking with sword and shield as Not!Ace and Shaun scramble to their feet.-

Shaun: "Tsuboi!"

-The Golisopod First Impressions out of his ball, dashing across the ground as he slashes at Orpheus, but his blow only grazes armor. Orpheus cackles as he backsteps, ready to fight both of them at once.-

Not!Ace: "...we'll talk once this over."

-Shaun sheathes his bow and throws his arms out, gauntlets encasing them. He takes a sprinter's stance and nods.-

Shaun: "Right."

Edited by SwiftSeraph on Sep 10th 2021 at 9:49:23 AM

Circhester Stadium- Stands

(The group watch in awe as the attacks are fired back and forth and Barbaracle loads up his Razor Shell, but are taken aback when said Razor Shell manages to slice directly through Mirai's Magical Leaf move.)

Elton: <Oh no...>

Braker: "Well. It appears as though they've studied Ian and Evelyn's strategies pretty closely."

Walter: <And managed to come up with some counterstrategies of their own.>

Cuddles: <I hope they're alright...>

Kim: "I'm sure they will be."

(And soon afterwards, Mirai promptly stands back up, causing everyone in the group to sigh with relief.)

Cuddles: <Thank goodness...!>

Kim: "As I figured."

(Soon afterwards, it begins to hail. Kim and Braker almost immediately pull out umbrellas, protecting themselves and their Pokemon. Eventually, they notice the Psychic hail hurricane being thrown back at the Barbaracle and Frosmoth.)

Elton: <Alright~!>

Cuddles: <There you go!>

Kim: "And once again, Ian and Evelyn managed to find a way to outsmart their opponents."

THE HASSLEMON INTERWEBS

SK: Þeye seeme to like ite.

FM: Yeah, but who !n the world can even read that bloody symbol?! !t just seems so med!eval and wot-'ave-ya...

UF: I believe that that's the point of the quirk, is it not?

CV: Y realli lyke yt! Yt suyts yOu realli well!

EL: Me +oo!

SB: w-well... ;;; i think it's good ;;;

FM: Ah, well, whatever. St!ll don't th!nk anyone w!ll be able to read !t, but so long as you can, ! guess !t's f!ne w!th me.

SK: Þate settlese ite, Þene. Þise shalle be Þe quirke I go wiÞe. I woulde be remisse ife I dide not Þanke youe boÞe fore youre helpe.

SP: #[what o help]

IA: yeah, you came up with it yourself, didn't ya, ozzy?

SK: ...goode pointe. I suppose I dide.

MP: (It suits you very well.)<

SK: Þanke you, Geddye. WiÞe Þate havinge beene saide, I believe oure nexte stope ise the SpikemuÞe Gyme, ame I correcte?

   DT: zz YoU bet it is! And I can barely wait to take down Marnie and her Pokemon! I'm gonna show them the power of a real Dark-type... zz   

SK: Þat'se wonderfule, Jaggere. Who else ise participatinge?

MP: (I've decided to go. I've learned some new Fairy-type moves.)<

SB: b-but ;;; what about what happened back in motostoke? ;;;;

MP: (It'll be fine, Freddie. I still don't like to see the opponent suffering, so I'm not going to use Ice Beam, but I know that I still need to fight if I'm going to win.)<

SB: o-okay then

EL: Will you be going +oo, Freddie?

SB: i- i guess so ;;;;;;

SB: after all ;;; i don't think kim has any other pokemon that are good against dark type pokemon

FS: (i'M O SoRRY O DiD O You O FoRGeT O THaT O We O eXiST)

SB: o-oh right ;;; sorry ;;;;;;;;

SP: [it's o fine]

GN:Ooh! What about me?

SK: I don'te see whye note.

GN: Yay!

IA: well, that's four members. and marnie's got five pokemon.

EL: Well, if Freddie's going in, +hen I will, +oo! I'll be +he fif+h member!

SK: Verye welle, Þene. Þate settlese ite. It'lle be Jaggere, Grohle, Freddie, Eltone, and Geddye.

WM: SoundS good to me!

HG: YEAH! YOU GUYS GO OUT THERE AND HAVE A GREAT TIME!

EL: We will, don'+ you worry!

SK: Ase fore you... you are headede to SpikemuÞe too, are you note?

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Edited by OPALGARNET16 on Aug 27th 2021 at 11:07:39 AM

[Venice], July 7th

Not!Daydre is about to say something, but before they can get it out not!EMPEROR revs up and speeds off.

(Next to Suiko, considering the situation) "Hm... So a distraction is in order?"

not!Daydre's Shadow: <Oh, if we just need a distraction I can help with that!>

"Rikuo."

"Rikuo what are you-"

... And there's a slight vworp. It's not immediately obvious what just happened, but that particular shadow feels emptier, somehow.

Giuseppe's shadow wiggles imperceptibly as a certain someone makes a home in it.

Giuseppe's Shadow: (loudwhispering) "Hey. Hey buddy. I'm your conscience."

Only Vee can really see it, but not!Daydre's face has scrunched.

(Visor-covered face in their hands) "Oh my gods what is he doing"

Ballonlea

The address provided is for a small shop slightly off the main road, nestled between two other slightly bigger buildings. One of Ballonlea's trademark giant mushrooms is growing out front, shedding pale blue light on a sign reading "MUSHRAIMENTS" in letters stylized to look vaguely like mushrooms.

If Tagg enters the first thing he'll notice is that the store is empty of people. The second is that the decor is very... mushroomy. Lots of mushroom themed lamps and displays. A long wooden counter runs across the back of the store, with a single monitor and cash register combo placed on the middle. The clothing present is mostly pastel colored, and somewhat frilly. It looks similar to the style Aislinn dresses in.

A couple voices can be heard having a heated discussion from a room behind the register.

Stormchaser, Coil and Iris end

Coil: Vaguely?

Iris: I remember your Tentacool, I think.

Coil: You're J-Team right? Want a turn on this [Warioware] demo?

Stormchaser

Channah: -looks at the game- Hm, I liked the first title of that series before I lost it. The cartridge, not my mind. Uh, sure I guess. -gets comfortable- I'm Channah. This is Dr. Martha Jones.

Martha: <Eyo.>

Stormchaser, Coil And Iris end

-Starr and Chuchu wave and settle closer to Martha while Coil looks at her-

Coil: ...Are you really a doctor?

-He hands the controller to Channah-

Iris: So, there are going to be a bunch of microgames popping up, and you'll be controlling a character that can complete them on the screen, and you'll have to work with my character to solve them, but the microgames and characters change every time so you have to think on your feet, and- are you getting all this?

Stormchaser

Martha: -placid- <It's only an honorary degree.>

Channah: Uh, yeah, I mean, 'm not an idiot. -blinks- Oh, sorry. I guess that was rude. I haven't been in a good mood lately. But yeah. I am down with the infodumps, believe me.

Wyndon, past

Kamon: ...There was this one time, we walked to the Lake of Rage to have a picnic. Ira said he'd never been on a picnic before, but he'd heard of them in a book. Truth be told, I hadn't ever been on one either - Didn't really care to, thought they were twee - but what else was I going to do? And he was weirdly insistent. So we hiked up there with some lunches my great-aunt packed, and - -pauses- We... I... I saw this - person - there...

Rockstar: -squints, then tilts his head in waiting-

Kamon: ...Well, er. I met someone. And then... I don't remember where I was going with this. I had some big thing I wanted to tell you... Damn. I just remembered all this, but not enough it seems. -laughs suddenly- Aaaand we had a nice day at the lake! Maybe. Fucked if I know. -smiles thinly- Talking of, we should get food. How does Smoked Tail Curry sound?

Rockstar: -follows him out the door, mumbling while still keeping an eye on his gait- <Oh fine, it's always the smoked shite whae ye...>

Edited by Metanoia on Aug 27th 2021 at 11:31:09 AM

Wyndon

Costello: Now that introductions are out of the way, let's cut to the chase, Heracross!

Frankie: And you, Marowak, show 'em who's boss!

Rose: That's my fucking line.

-Frankie and Costello throw their Pokeballs, and Rose sighs.-

Heracross: <Heheh, what do we have here? A girl, a cat, and a Quiznos bag?>

(Kantonian) Marowak: -brandishing bone club- Hand over the sandwiches and nobody gets hurt!>

Perrserker: <No, you idiot, it's the cat we're after!>

Marowak: <Ah!>

-The Marowak turns and redirects the bone at Java-

Marowak: <Hand over the sandwiches and nobody gets hurt, cat!>

Java: <Mrrp?>

Rose: Are we really going to do this? Really? Can't a gal eat her Quiznos in peace?

Costello: You're free to, after you surrender that Litten of yours!

Rose: Right, okay. Listen, you two... what did you say your names were? Abbott and Costello?

Frankie: -eyetwitch- Frankie and Costello! Frankie!

Rose: Sure. I'm gonna count to ten, and you're gonna turn around and pretend me, my cat, and my food aren't here. And we'll go our separate ways and you're free to grab another Litten, I hear some guy on the Isle of Armor gives them away. Got it?

Costello: Hah, as if that'll work! We outnumber you!

Rose: One. Two.

Frankie: You think that'll scare us?

Rose: Four. Seven.

Costello: ...you skipped a few numbers?

Rose: Ten.

And she sends out Fitz and Domino. Frankie and Costello's eyes widen.-

Domino: <Finally working together, huh?>

Fitz: <Meh, I miss the old days when I could punch your lights out!>

Costello: Sh-shiny Pokemon!?

Frankie: And two of them, too! That'll sell for sure!

Rose: Guys? Show 'em who's really boss.

Fitz: <Hah-hah, get ready to hurt!>

-And the scuffle begins!-

Edited by BittersweetNSour on Aug 27th 2021 at 11:32:37 AM

MUSHRAIMENTS

-Looking around-

Seems like the right place. Is this what Amanita's family mushroom farm would be like?

Muddy: -Headfins twitch- <Do you hear that?>

Cam: <Yeah.>

-Using Aura Sense to try peering through the door-

Let's see what's going on.

Stormchaser, Coil And Iris End

Coil: "...Where'd you get it?"

Starr: -pokes him- <You're being rude.>

Iris: -frowns- "What's got you down?"

Malie Library

One of the next people in line is a familiar-looking man. He was tall, gaunt, pale yet very friendly-looking. Beside him was a beautiful young woman,tall, dark, and athletic. Between them was an unmistakable family resemblance.

They were accompanied by a rampardos.

Stephanie: Oh, dad, we're almost next.

Prof. Hawthorn: Oh, great. You know, usually I don't like reading romance novels.

Stephanie: Gus said you used to love them.

Prof. Hawthorn: So, I was a sucker for the cheesy [Nicholas Sparks] novels once. Your mother introduced me to [The Notebook] and, well, it clicked for me for some reason.

Stephanie: I prefer [A Walk to Remember]. I'm starting to see why you lost the taste for them.

Prof. Hawthorn: They kind of remind me too much of your mother. But you and I know she wouldn't have wanted us to live in mourning forever. I gave this one a shot and yeah, it turned out alright.

Stephanie: And to think the nice man who sold you those suits you wear once a month wrote them. That's a pretty big step up for a salesman, even one who worked for a store that's literally magical.

Prof. Hawthorn: Now that you mentioned it, your new boyfriend does kind of look like him.

Stephanie: You really have to bring that up?

Prof. Hawthorn: Once he finishes that case he's working with the Hau'oli City police, you two can go do what all couples do in Alola. I won't stand in your way. Hau'oli City University has enough fellow eggheads to keep me company.

Stephanie: You ever consider just going back on the dating scene again, dad? I mean, it's been that long.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 28th 2022 at 9:06:10 AM

Malie Library

-Hawthorne and his companions are getting close to the front of the line now-

-Someone right behind them shifts-

-Pay them no mind-

Strocmasehr

Channah: -fiddles with the controller- Oh, stuff. Uh, my boyfriend and I went to this place that had bad memories for him, and he got - it upset him a bit. Pissed me off that no one else came with us to support him. Not that it would've helped much probably, but pain shared is pain lessened. Kind of. And other shit made me mad. But it's over now.

Martha: -calmly- <Oh, I'm not offended. But your guess is as good as mine.>