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The Underground:

“Not really, it's more like he's an experimental Operating System,” Travis would try to explain, pausing a moment to think of how to best summarize his attempts to stabilize and expand the usefulness of the hacked Porygon-Z. “I'm building new programs that Haxx can figure out how to use so the stuff I use is not only more user-friendly, but better than what you'd find on the market. It's actually a very popular past-time for hackers and techies, although Rotoms are almost as popular, if not more so.”

Initially the Valuable Detector would continue to find nothing, sending pulse after pulse with the grid overlay on the real-world map remaining empty while also changing in real-time to reflect the location of the user. Soon enough however, two objects would ping from the radar, showing up as blinking green dots and making a faint clicking sound every time they were detected.

“Check it out dudes I've found something, more importantly this shit actually works!” Travis excitedly informed the group, eagerly hoping for a valuable find. “There's something pretty close, looks like it's in that wall over there,” Mark mentioned, looking over Travis' shoulder before pointing to a nearby wall close to a construction light left behind some time ago.

<Don't worry bro, I'm already on it!> Chopper stated while cracking his knuckles and fingers before unleashing a flurry of rapid-fire punches into the wall of interest, effectively digging through it. Mark would lightly facepalm himself while smirking at the same time and muttering at the end, “Not exactly what I had in mind, but good on you for initiative Chopper...that kid is something else...” Tricky noticeably refused to help with the digging effort, opting instead to keep watch over Travis and by extension the party for anyone or anything that might try to creep up on them.

The Mountain, Control Core

Dune: You sure about this?

Deziree: ... Yeah.

-Dune dusts his hands off as he finishes placing the last piece in place.-

Dune: I have to say, though... It's gonna be quite the interesting tale to tell Ludmilla when we get back.

Deziree: Yeah... That we might be science sisters.

Dune: Hey. Look at me.

-She does so just as Dune moves in for a kiss.-

Dune: Doesn't mean you won't make a great mom.

-Deziree blushes intensely as she half-heartedly shoves him away with one hand.-

Deziree: Oh my god... Now I know how Pandora felt...

-Meanwhile, down on the ground floor...-

Duninator: You wanna... come back with me?

-Pandora fidgets a little.-

Pandora: I... I mean, going back with you would be just as new an experience as going with my clone-sister, and...

Duninator: Oh, I see!

-Pandora blushes.-

Duninator: My cunning linguistics persuaded you to come to the side of justice!

-The blush mixes with indignant fury as she screams and smacks him in the arm hard enough to make him spin before coiling into a ball of embarrassment.-

Pandora: OH MY GOOOOOOOOD!

Dune: I don't think anyone can feel like how she feels.

Deziree: ... Okay, you may have a point there.

Dune: Say, what happened to the psychic one? I don't think she ever had a name.

Deziree: Dunno. After we were done, her and Mao were just... gone.

-Meanwhile, in the Orre Badlands...-

-A young woman's eyes flutter open.-

-It's dry.-

-And dusty.-

-She sits up.

-The lab coat draped over her is frayed at the edges.-

-She tries to think.-

-It hurts.-

-So do all of the bruises on her.-

-Then she remembers the fight.-

-The strange, superpowered squid thing that blasted her clean out of the Mountain.-

-How far did she fly?-

-She wasn't in the Mountain anymore.-

-And Mother's voice wasn't in her head, save a name. More of a designation, really.-

-"Twenty One".-

-Pulling herself to her feet, she felt hungry, and thirsty.-

-She could sustain and improve her bodily functions with proper micromanagement, at least.-

-She could sense people in the distance, but...-

-She turned to look at the gleaming silver beacon of a city in the distance.-

-She wouldn't know what to do around people.-

???: Oi! Young lady!

-She turns, dropping into a combat stance that quickly causes her to stagger from a mixture of physical and mental fatigue.-

???: Hey, easy now! Do I look like I'm at the age to be doing anything improper?

-A short woman in a lab coat, frayed and patched at the edges just like the one laid over here, her skin like cured leather, walks up the steps of the rock the young woman just realized they'd been standing on.-

???: Figured you'd want a drink, seeing as you were laid out in the sun for as long as you were.

-She eyes the little old woman warily.-

???: Name's Dr. Mesquite. What's yours?

Dune: I'll have to let the Team know to watch out for her. She made Templars look like kindergartners.

Deziree: Yeah.

-She checks the packages. All lights green.-

Deziree: Alright, we're good to go.

-The two walk out and jump on the waiting Big Dom's shoulders as he takes them back down to the exit ramp, where their team and the various Daughters and bachelors stood around.-

Deziree: Alright! Ready, Rill?

-Rill throws up both arms, a Wide field of protection covering the entire group.-

Rill: <Go for it.>

-Deziree pulls out what amounts to a handle with a button on top.-

Deziree: Three, two, and-

Beep!

-The entire command core goes up in a massive explosion, whatever technology suspending it in air failing and falling to the ground a safe distance from the group. Any debris bouncing toward the group is easily repelled by Rill's Wide Guard.-

Deziree: And with that...

-She turns, her beam sword jingling as it dangles from her belt.-

Deziree: Let's go home!

CW: Discussions of Death

Stormchaser

Hoops lets Tagg and the others have their funeral for Vana, though they stand watch the whole time. It's like they don't feel comfortable when others are with her if they're not standing guard.

Some time after everyone else has left, they step forwards and stand next to the sheet that covers her body. They stand there, not saying anything. Xaster comes to stand with them.

"What am I supposed to say?" Hoops asks.

Xaster shrugs. "I don't know. Whatever you want to say, I suppose."

"I..." Hoops catches themself. "I haven't really grieved like this before. It's weird, considering I'm an orphan, but when my mother died I was too young to properly understand it, and when my father died I hated him too much. This is all different."

Xaster nods. "Well, what if I go first. Vana, I didn't really know you, and that's a shame. Because you should have lived long enough for me to get you to take part in a contest. Based on what I've heard, you would have absolutely hated them." He sighs. "But seriously, I hope you're resting now."

Kec climbs onto Hoops' back and clings on tight. <What are you feeling?> he asks.

Hoops makes a frustrated gesture. "I don't know. It's hardly an easy question, is it? I feel angry, at the School. I feel sad that she's dead. I feel disappointed that we didn't get more time. I feel a billion things."

Then Led speaks. <Tell her what you want to tell her.>

"Okay." Hoops looks around at everyone. "Can I get a minute?" They all step out, giving Hoops room to speak without being heard.

"Right," Hoops begins. "I wish you weren't dead, Vana. That's the simplest way that I can say it. It's funny, because while you were alive there was a big part of me that hated you, and now that's all gone. It doesn't seem to matter any more, because why would it? If there's anything I've learned in the last few years, it's that hating the dead doesn't get you anywhere."

"You said before that you didn't think you should have existed. I always disagreed with it, so I'm going to tell you this now. I will do everything in my power to destroy the School. It might not be today, it might not be tomorrow, and it might not be for years. They're so powerful, and I can't bring them down on my own. So, if it's okay with you, I'll try and continue to live my life until the day comes. But when it does, I will take all the hatred and anger that you've given me for them, and I will wield it like a spear. The School will die, Vana, and it will be because of you. So sleep well, and know that nothing you did was ever in vain. And you will live again, when I scream your name as a battle cry against those bastards."

They pull back the sheet and look at her face. She looks far more peaceful now than she ever did in life. Hoops kisses three fingers on the bandage arm, the one that they have because of her, and press them against her forehead.

"Rest well," they say. "Vana."

The others come back in soon after. Cof approaches the table, which once again has the sheet covering everything.

<Are you sure you don't want her kept in me, boss?> he asks. <Why, I could keep her fresh as a daisy for as long as you wanted.>

Hoops considers the offer. What would they really gain from that? Nothing.

"No," they decide. "This is what she told me she wanted. I won't take away her agency again when she only just got it. Sal?"

Sal nods. <You got it.> It's surprisingly low-key from him, which makes sense considering the location.

Xaster holds Hoops' hand as Sal releases his flames. Vana's body is consumed by the inferno, and she burns hot and bright for those few minutes. Then, eventually, it's done, and the last remains of #023 of the Freshman Class, Designation Vanadium, the girl who called herself Vana and made herself a life just in time to lose it, are gone.

Veilstone Warehouse

Alex: -would start sweating if she could- "Listen, I can tell what you're thinking. "there's got to be more to it than that." But there isn't. I just started manically putting this THING together without any regard for what it would actually do and now I'm realizing it was a... colossal... waste... of... time..."

-she slumps to the floor-

Veilstone, Elsewhere

Seigbert: -swaps the poster for the drive- "Jackpot!"

Storm: "Thank you for your... assistance..."

Delta Carrier

Oran Obliterator: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. So just roll with it then?-

Meat Palace

Usele-

Flamel: <Enough. We need to get out of here.>

You can't run from the truth forever.

Lavender Town

-Sure enough Gale and Ann find a Magic Circle with a Groudon pattern on it-

Edited by Umbramatic on Sep 2nd 2022 at 9:47:33 AM

The great Marsh (Though Not Capital G Great)

Odisseo sees... Marsh, marsh, more marsh- oh someone's camping here! Nothing but marsh... Oh there's something weird.

It's a Yanmega!

Which, wouldn't be that weird given the general population of the marshes around here. Except for the fact that he's blowing. Like, really hard.

... With his wings.

The wind is following his lead and is pointed in the general direction of the city, so I guess that's that mystery solved.

Aislinn: (To Andrea) "Do they see anything?"

Snowpoint

Daydre follows, returning Sylvie (who is still dejected).

Edited by Daydre on Sep 3rd 2022 at 4:12:01 AM

The GM House

-Champloo winces as he wakes up.-

-Someone was touching his kitchen.-

-Dropping through the trapdoor in the ceiling of the kitchen, he lands immediately between two unfamiliar people in dirty clothing. One had a hand on the steak knife block.-

-He swats the hand away.-

Strange Man: Wha...?

Strange Woman: Hey, you can't touch him like that! He's my consort!

-Champloo gives the woman a tired side-eye until a familiar - but long since unheard - voice echoes from nearby.-

Selene: <If the Lucario tells you not to do something in the kitchen, you do not do it, understood?!>

Strange Man: What's a Lucario?

Selene: <Probably the thing that just swatted your hand away from something dangerous!>

Champloo: <Selene?>

Selene: <Hey, Champloo! We're back! Sorry it... uh... took so long, I guess! It legit didn't feel like three years, I swear!>

-Deziree learned that comparing dealing with her erstwhile siblings to herding cats would be an insult to cats as a whole.-

Deziree: Alright, and your expertise was...?

Daughter: I was the preeminent authority in astrophysics!

Deziree: Okay, what's a moon.

Daughter: A what.

Deziree: You're getting enrolled at Phenac University.

-The Daughter's indignant retort to being "gotcha'd" were cut off by an angry Blissey picking her up and bodily throwing her onto a hoverbus that Dune had called over.-

Deziree: NEXT!

Vinegar: I don't give a damn what your titles are - I have one boss, and you ain't her! Out!

Daughter: You vulgar creature, step aside and allow me access to that cesium, or-

-Vinegar grabs a broom and starts smacking the Daughter around the face with it.-

Daughter: Ow! Ow! Stop that!

Vinegar: OUT! OUT!

-Twitch, meanwhile, was relaxing in her portable pocket deck chair as her group of Daughters and Bachelors were cowering inside of a ring of flat discs.-

-The mines were only concussion charges that would send someone flying like they'd run headfirst into a Snorlax gut, but she wasn't about to tell them.-

-Dune and Ludmilla were both curled up on the couch, Ludmilla's cheeks still stained with tears of overflowing emotion, sound asleep.-

Candace: <At least we're up here and not down there.>

Garuda: <We have a runner going towards the cliff.>

Big Dom: <I'M ON IT.>

Veilstone, Elsewhere

Dave: Don't mention it. Please.

PEFE Depths

All at once Beck wanted to snipe at the petulant templar. Perhaps Stewart's approach to them had been the right one all along. He musters up enough decorum to mention something.

Beck: We shall have your request processed and we'll let you know later if it's approved.

With that he bows out and turns to Pent.

Beck: If you need me, sir, I'll be right outside making arrangements.

It was just Pent and the templar now.

Somewhere in the less restricted parts of the PEFE building, several weeks later

The Irons have remained in their quarters for some time. Stewart opted against returning to the Stormchaser and Beck respected those wishes. He couldn't bear to return, and Rusty decided that he needed the company even though Beck assured the both of them that the Stormchaser will see to their safety.

Of course, not the one to let someone mourn unassisted, Beck decided to pull a few strings. The Oasis were allies of the J-Team, and as the de facto handler of the J-Team, PEFE was more than welcome to collaborate. Beck specifically asked for someone who can help out.

Meanwhile, Stewart laid in his bed, mostly unmoving and seldom touching his food. Which was odd because he's usually described as a fairly big eater and that he took a liking to the beef served in the PEFE facility. Even Beck admits that the food there was better due to the catering company based there. However, the loss of Vana took him hard, and he has taken to letting Rusty finish most of the meals he could barely muster the appetite to consume.

Recently, Rusty had already finished the beef entree and the sides (they've always been told to eat their vegetables). They especially looked forward to eating the chocolates left behind, which to be fair Stewart always let them.

He stirs as his younger sibling greedily consumed the chocolate in the packet.

Stewart: You should go outside and interact with the others, Rusty.

Rusty: I want to stay here with you.

Stewart: You don't have to, but if that's what you want.

Rusty: Do you need to be alone, big brother?

Stewart: Yes.

Beat.

Rusty: I understand.

Stewart: Come back later and if you get lost, ask for Mr. Beckett.

Rusty: Okay, I will!

They left. Rather eagerly, too, which was weird since Rusty usually wasn't the type to try to fake compassion. Stewart shrugged it off. Then he heard a message on the intercom.

Beck, via Intercom: Stu, there's someone here who'd like to talk to you.

Stewart: Really, who is it? Can you tell them to call back and have the video call set up here... I'm not really—

Beck: I don't think you should keep this one waiting, Stewart.

From the halls, he could hear Rusty's voice yell "Daddy!" followed by the jolly bellowing he's found quite familiar. He jumped out of bed and went outside to meet the swineherd who adopted him and his younger sibling.

The swineherd was a tall, burly, bearded man who made the already quite athletic Stewart look rail thin in comparison. He wore a 10-gallon hat and had the stereotypical appearance of a Western rancher from Orre, clad in flannel, blue jeans, and a bolo tie.

Stewart: Dad.. I thought you were at home. What are you doing here? Who's watching the herd?

Mr. Mertens: The girls can take care of themselves.

One of Stewart's Pokeballs, which he never bothered removing from his belt, comes out. It was Mama Sadie.

Sadie: <Few porcine clans are as formidable as my granddaughters, young one.>

Mr. Mertens: When Mr. Beckett here told me what was going on, I booked the first flight to Sinnoh an moseyed on over.

Beck: We'll have your flight reimbursed, sir.

Mr. Mertens: Won't be needed. The Oasis has got me. It's so nice to see you two again. Can't really keep y'all safe back on the farm now. What's this I hear about you not eating.

Stewart: Dad, I...

Mr. Mertens: Let's go down to the commissary and get you filled up. Heard the roast beef in this place is mighty fine. And y'all lookin' awfully skinny. More than usual anyway. Y'all can tell me more about it on dinner. Sorry 'bout your loss, kiddo.

He turns to Rusty.

Mr. Mertens: You already had yours, but how's about dessert.

Stewart: But they already had dessert. You said we can only have seconds on dessert on special occasions.

Mr. Mertens: Ain't today a special occasion? This doesn't happen every day. C'mere

And he gives his son a noogie. As they left, Stewart turns to Beck, who was smiling at him. He musters a soft "thank you" before his burly parent takes him and his sibling downstairs. Beck nods in response.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Sep 13th 2022 at 8:39:07 AM

Roxy grinned and gripped onto the laser cutter, as all of a sudden in full armor walked by Silas. He said nothing, but from the left side of his visor was a faint glow of blue wisps. He stood in front of a target and pounded on his breastplate.

"The beskar we use is a dense metal from another universe, stronger than titanium," Roxy explained charging the cutter. "It has special properties relating to the release of heat energy, this makes it very durable and useful as plate armor."

She pulled the trigger and the cutter fired, right at Silas. There was a bright flash and there he stood, a slight scorch mark on the blue breastplate. "It's in limited supply, plus it has somewhat religious significance to him, so he can't just give it away."

Hacks was grinning. ~We think it may carry other special properties. We have yet to determine that yet.~

Silas pulled his helmet off, an uncharacteristic malicious grin had spread from ear to ear, his left eye still glowing as he pulled out the hilt to his project.

"For now," He finished. "We're attempting to forge an important piece of lore, and this lab will be quite useful for that, we're also going to be moving items from my forge in the meantime to here, I hope you all understand."

"Excited aren't we?" Roxy asked.

Silas let out an exhale and laughed, genuinely laughed. "I was a little worried when you pulled the trigger on that laser cannon. But after what went down with Tobias, I'm ready!"

The GM House

-Deziree dusts her hands off as the little doohicky she made sorts through all of the years worth of texts that had bombarded both her and Dune's phones.-

-What the fuck was a "Burst Heart", anyway?-

-She shoves herself away from the desk, feeling happy that her office chair still has the roll to it even if it smells like only something with three years of Orre dust can.-

-...-

-Where the heck is Dune?-

-Wandering back through the house, Doomsday shoulders past her with a broom as she grumbles over cleaning up all of this foot traffic.-

Doomsday: <Your sisters are idiots.>

Deziree: I know, right? We almost needed a bigger bus.

Doomsday: <You're just lucky that a few of them were smart enough to know when to take their heads out of their asses.>

-An indignant call comes from a guest room down the hallway.-

Zhu Li: My head is always outside of my ass, thank you very much!

-A second call comes from the other guest room.-

Ivo: Can't you both shut up and let me get some beauty sleep?!

-Doomsday fires an acidic glare down the hallway. Both temporary tenants slowly close their doors and return to silence.-

Doomsday: <They may not be going back to school but they're definitely still still children.>

Deziree: Yeah well you didn't have to live with them.

Doomsday: <Don't I?!>

Deziree: We'll get them out of here in no time, I promise.

Doomsday: <... You better. Or else I'm not going to be held accountable for my actions.>

-Leaving Doomsday to her irate sweeping, she comes to the family room, where Dune and Ludmilla are still curled up on the couch. Wow, the two of them must have been more tired than she'd thought.-

-She tilts her head for a moment before snapping her fingers.-

-Reaching over, she sloooooowly raises the leg rests on the couch - yes, for the whole stretch of couch - before grabbing an afghan from the closet and draping it over the two.-

Deziree: Aaaaw...

-...-

-She frowns.-

-She climbs in on Ludmilla's other side, her face against Dune's.-

-There, that's better.-

-A little metallic doll, who has been curled up in the corner, unfurls her "ears" to look at the family cuddle.-

-Fully unfurling herself, she cuddles up next to Ludmilla.-

-Despite her metallic shell, she's still warm enough for comfort as Ludmilla grabs hold of her.-

-...-

This is nice. =)

Eterna City Pokemon Center, the day after escaping the Old Chateau

-Hailee wakes up in the beds they have for Trainers to rest for the night-

Nugget: Wakey wakey! Timothy told me what day it is today!

-Hailee still yawns, rubs her eyes, gets ready for the day, then checks her Rotom Phone-

Hailee: Wait, September 6th? It's my birthday today!

-Hailee runs to the main floor of the Pokemon Center-

Hailee: What are you guys doing?

-Hailee sees Nurse Joy, and her (Hailee's) Pokemon putting up birthday decorations for her-

Nurse Joy: Oh, putting up birthday decorations for the birthday girl! Someone told us the party must only start after you get your 2nd Badge! So you go out there, beat Gardenia, and you'll come back here to party!

Hailee: Wow, my Pokemon must really be motivated to get the Forest Badge!

Bubbles: Actually, none of us told Nurse Joy it was your birthday...

Timothy: And I didn't. So who did?

Hailee: Well, come on, guys! Lets go get that Forest Badge!

-Hailee runs out of the Pokemon Center, and heads on her way to the Eterna Gym-

PEFE bunker

Nick tries to get a word in about personal safety as he noticed Silas get in front of the laser, but was briefly sidetracked by Roxy explaining everything. But no sooner than he tries opening his mouth about at least putting the metal armor on a mannequin first, the shot was fired, with the act and subsequent result leaving him awestruck to say the least.

Nick: You could've... this isn't rated for... what just happened? This is the laser we use to cut through that big evil guy submarine the Aurabolts left us. That could've killed you!

Jill: They're quite confident in how hard that sci-fi grade metal is. It happens. Think that spending time with J-Teamers would've let you mellow out by now.

Nick: Still, if you're gonna use our lab, you're gonna have to follow basic lab safety. We in PEFE take personal health and safety very seriously. We think. Protective eyewear is on the locker to your left.

Jill: And there are crash test mannequins on the storehouse over there if you need to test it on something peoplemon shaped. Do forgive us if some of them still have Zrone's head on them. Apparently, the facility's users find blowing his head off cathartic.

The GM House

-Deziree cracks her knuckles.-

Edited by EchoingSilence on Sep 6th 2022 at 12:33:20 PM

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Daydre puts on her thinking hat.

GM House

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Veilstone, Elsewhere

Seigbert: Er, right.

Storm: We'll be off then.

-they start scooting away-

Snowpoint

-They eventually reach the temple-

Merlin: So, I've tracked traces of Ser Louise to this temple, but I don't know for sure where inside they lead. Are you prepared?>

Fou: -to Merlin <You sure don't seem to be.>

The GM House

-Deziree sips her coffee - decaf, of course, Dune wasn't feeling that charitable - reading the responses, arching an eyebrow at the seeming logical middle point between her bracelet's forms and, shockingly, Personas...-

-And then she realizes something.-

Deziree: Hey, wasn't that Best Berry's AI?

Ludmilla: No! No, Mom, it's okay, he's on our side!

Deziree: Okay, goo-

-She shoots Ludmilla a look.-

Deziree: You didn't have J-Team chat access before we left.

Ludmilla: Twitch gave it to me.

-A shout comes from across the house.-

Twitch: HEY! NO SNITCHING!

-Deziree looks around.-

Deziree: Did you bug my room?!

-Twitch does not answer, but the sound of rapid footsteps to the front door can be heard.-

-Without a word, Deziree is out of her chair and bolting to the door to intercept.-

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The Hamlet, Crossroads

Duke Heartgrave: Ah, unfortunately I haven't really heard of someone like that around here! Only new visitors I've heard of are you, me and some... Baby that was brought in. Very unusual name. Uno-Titania? Something like that!

Meat Palace

Shadow James Crowley: Yeah, sure. Here, lemme help!

-There is a lurching in the room-

-Rakash checks the map and his eyes go wide behind the rabbit mask-

He uh... He isolated the chamber...

Shadow James Crowley: Security! Get these intruders out of here!

-The black ooze of Shadows starts leaking into the area through the walls of heart-brain flesh-

... Working on figuring out an exit, keep them busy!

Lavender Town, The Tower's On A Pillar

Yo! Olivia! Found it! Got one of your Magic Circles except it's got Groudon on it so... Probably where you use those ground powers!

-Gale steps back from the circle, mostly just to give a decent clearance from the site of imminent earthmoving-

We should probably prepare for a fight, I doubt Ollie left the ribbon unguarded even after moving the tower off the ground. After all, someone could just fly up there.

PEFE Testing Bunker

Exactly! Just making a new legend, maybe doing some real mad science in the process. Speaking of!

-Gale does a little twirl-

That whole idea with the fusion containment? Kind of further mutating in my head. Might need some snacks at the ready based on how much energy I expend on it.

PEFE Depths

-Pent just sits there as demands are made and Whitt continues to be impetulant about the whole deal-

You have a file on me, interesting. Genetic information too I suppose, given the Templar you've had trying to assassinate me. I'd ask you to provide some of that detail, just to see how accurate they are.

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Veilstone City, past

-To Alex-

I see you're kinda going through a lot right now.

J-Team Textspace

Wait, so that's why I hadn't heard from them in so long even after the School finally started rearing its head.

PEFE Firing Ground

"Don't know if I’ve ever seen your eye do that," Kendall paused at the blue glow in Silas' eye. "I mean, last I checked you weren't…" he trailed off, looking down the range in curiosity of what the weaponry on display could pull off.

"The saga begins," he summarized with a smirk. "Rather it would have it weren’t years in the making already."

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Hamlet

"Well, thanks anyway," Amy lamented, crossing an arm behind her back as she looked around. "The search continues, I suppose. See you around.” She began to head off, only to realize she had no idea where to go next.

Meat Palace

R n' L sneers, reaching up to remove his blindfold as Ahemait lands, lighting up the feather in his mouth with a Fire Fang before throwing it out by the point to pierce the Shadows.

Edited by AbsentCoder on Sep 7th 2022 at 10:38:41 AM

Roxy nodded towards Nick. "Of course of course, we'll be very safe, the temperatures needed to melt beskar are intensely high, so safety is paramount around the forge. At least that's what he tells me. I'm not really versed in the whole thing, I do my own bit."

Silas was grinning as Gale went on about making a new legend, then Kendall commented on the eye. The glow vanished as Silas blinked and resumed his normal levels of emoting (near none). "Oh, right. Yeah you know how we've had alternate versions of ourselves visiting bent on vengeance and insanity and what have you? Yeah mine kinda succeeded for a short bit, did some damage but I got better. The white streaks in my hair and the glow are side effects."

~It seems if he ever feels intense enough emotion, the left eye starts to glow. Anger, excitement, stuff like that,~ Hacks added.

"Yeah, it's kinda weird."

The GM House