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 Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 4:01 pm
The two groups have each received the knowledge they needed to carry out their tasks, having returned to HQ to regroup and plan for their next courses of action which would be carried out today. A group led by Sub is now entering Agate Village to obtain the means to find and put a stop to Aden. The other group, led by Reno, were just arriving in Anistar City to deliver the promised letter to Olympia for more information on defeating Cruxias from the Cult of the Dark One. What the Snagems do not yet know is these separate events will change the trajectory of many lives...
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[Agate Village, Orre]
"Been awhile since I've been back to Agate Village, nice to see the place has partially recovered from Ein's reign. At least there are trees again." Sub commented as they entered the village. It had been years since Ein razed the forest around the village and years since his defeat. In that time the land has had time to recover with trees popping back up around the village and while it was not the same ancient growth as before it was better than the way Ein left it. "So if Uxie's right, which I hope the Being of Knowledge itself is, there is an old man in town holding onto a piece of a Time Flute. With that Ambrosia should be able to make a proper Time Flute and with that we'll be able to call a Celebi to help take us to Aden. Arceus there are a lot of variables to this plan, then again it's not like we got any better options. I just hope Ambrosia calms down enough to make the flute. Ever since we filled her in on Cruxias she has been upset. Plus with the data A.T.H.R.A. gave us the flute may not even work but again what other options are there?" Sub said, shaking his head. "Any who, let's get this over with..." He said as he began to walk into the village proper.
It would be a short walk to the home they were looking for, having asked a single old lady for where they could find the person they were looking for, the former keeper of Agate Shrine a well known person in the village. Now standing in front of the house with a giant root resting over it Sub would knock on the door and wait for a response.
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[Anistar City, Kalos]
Reno's group would teleport into town thanks to Claydol, the group all appearing in front of the Anistar City Pokemon Center, Claydol soon teleporting away after. Now in town they had one direction they were meant to head to; north, where the Anistar Gym and Olympia was located. The group may not feel too comfortable with playing courier for the cult but what other choice did they have? Crystal especially, considering they possess her soul and have offered to return it provided they carry out this little task.
It couldn't be this simple, right? All they had to do was deliver a letter.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 4:27 pm
I put my SNAG away once I was standing next to Reno and the group headed for the local Gym Leader's house. I had to assume that we were doing this favor for the cult to get them to talk about how to put down Cruxias, though Keiko didn't seem to have picked up on that. She certainly seemed distracted in her message. Hopefully spending time with Yuna and Serena would help calm her nerves. Meanwhile, mine were spiking due to the bright light coming off a nearby sundial for whatever reason. Just one more reason to hate Kalos.
~*~
Absinthe took the Claydol express directly from Stow-On-Side to Agate Village in Orre, where she'd heard Sub would be. As she hadn't gone to see whatever legendary Pokemon the team went to see while the business with the cult was going on, but she did read what Keiko was sending to me as well as my response, so she knew I was headed to the other mission directive. That was the only reason she was here. That, and she didn't have to take turns doing missions like Keiko and I did. Benefits of being a teenager. That, and not being in a relationship.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 4:28 pm
Darts, with Ogerpon perched on his shoulder like some kind of miniature gargoyle, appears with the rest of the group in Anistar. This was the small Pokemon's first time in Kalos and Darts' hundredth, Snagem having been headquartered in Lumiose proper for a fairly lengthy period of time.
Off in the distance, the Anistar Sundial glitters in the noontime sun - the orb floats directly above it in the sky, casting a brilliant halo of shapes and colors off of the structure and all over the nearby plaza. Sunset was said to be the most spectacular display of its colors, but noon had to be a close second. Even from further away, the kaleidoscope of reflected light paints an array across the buildings, roads, and people. The townspeople are clearly well-equipped for the event, most of them wearing dark sunglasses and for the first time in a long time causing a pang of envy for the Giratina hybrid, whose hand twitches almost reflexively towards his inner pocket of his jacket where his sunglasses had been kept for many years, and hadn't fit his face in half as many.
"Pon pon ponnnn...." Ogerpon gasps, keeping her green mask affixed fast to her face to help blot out some of the colors. What in the wooooorld? She asks, her tone awestruck and dazed as she tries to walk a fine line between looking to find out what the sundial looked like and not blinding herself, craning her neck around Darts' crest to use it as a barrier of sorts.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 4:36 pm
Lykas arrived to Agate Village alongside the others, looking around for only a moment before they began to walk. He hadn't gone along to find out what information could aid them but Odd had filled him in after the group who'd headed to Snowpoint returned to HQ. If he was to understand what he'd been told, this venture would end in another confrontation with Aden and that was going to call for more skill than not.
Wren's group had informed them of the encounter with the Cult but the Grass Channeler had chosen to remain at their temporary HQ for the moment, analyzing the bit of moss he'd retrieved from the Aku twins. He was certain that piece of plant contained information they could use but he needed to identify what, exactly, it was and where it was from before it would tell them anything. And so Odd had chosen to go to Anistar with Reno's group. What he had learned told him his skills may be useful for whatever they were to encounter there but also that if the team could retrieve a certain stone, he would be the person most useful in confirming authenticity as well as doing something about it. It had never crossed his mind to see if Crystal wasn't truly Crystal since he had always been able to see her even since losing his normal vision but if the information Reno's group had retrieved from Galar was true, then he may be the first in history to meet a woman with two souls. Or would he be the first to witness the fusion of transdimenional souls? Regardless, he came along and followed the other Snagems, needing those souls he could see to guide him through the unfamiliar city streets.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 4:40 pm
[Agate Village]
"Let's," Sol said, one of the few things he's said in the days since the encounter in the ruins and the explanation of perhaps one of his biggest failures that was now being aired in front of everyone. It'd be even worse if he ran away, so off to Agate he went. It was at least good to see the village recovering after Ein's reign, hints of its former glory giving him some semblance. He wasn't looking forward to where this might go, and he was certain this time, he'd be forced to do a fight he wanted no part of. He silently followed Sub and the rest, waiting next to him as the leader knocked on the door.
Amaranth had arrived around the same time herself, looking around a bit herself. "Still not as lush as the last time I was here. Then again, last time I was here was pretty awkward. I'm just hoping Ambrosia's idea will actually work," she remarked following herself. She kept more distance from the door than most, not wanting to crowd it in case the person they were seeking was indeed home.
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[Anistar City]
Cera had been incredibly apprehensive ever since that trip to see the cultists, to say nothing of this plan. Everything about it screamed bad news, and she couldn't get herself to talk to Reno like she wanted to afterward. She was too worried about having something caught and the rest of the team ending up in yet more hot water. "Ugh, I don't like this, we have to be playing right into their hand..." She remarked, slowly floating north despite the fact that she'd much rather take that letter and tear it apart. Assuming the letter didn't like, open up some mushroom spores or something.
She took a look at the sundial too; roughly noon. Pretty as it was, she didn't feel inclined to take in the sight right now.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 5:00 pm
Tristen, recovered after his fight back at the Ruins of Alph decided to take point this go-round with Sub with Freth staying behind to not only watch the headquarters, but to help make preparations assisting Ambrosia with the time flute. After being told of Cruxias’s origins by the other Snagems when they returned to the panic headquarters, Tristen found himself with more questions than answers still and regretted that he wasn’t able to come along for the ride on that excursion. But what was done was done. Incidentally, he had to admit, this excursion in particular was a bit personal. More sore about the betrayal by Aden as opposed to the beating, Tristen was hoping that maybe just perhaps he could catch Aden out and not have Cruxias interfere with anything. Though it was only a hope and nothing more.
“Its all we got, Sub.” Tristen said. “The only other shot we got is maybe that one that Aden had back at the ruins. The one on that staff thing he had that he started to put off weird powers with…which reminds me, I don’t even think they were hybrid attacks he used. That looked more like something a channeler would do…” Tristen said, thinking back as he starts to look over Agate Village. It was a peaceful place, for what it was. Last time he was here, he was having to deal with Wes, the rogue snatcher, at the time and had managed to get his Blitzle back miraculously. If he wasn’t too into the mission now, he’d probably be a little dumbfounded how long ago it technically was and yet, not too long. “Kind of reminds me how Blizz talks about Hinterbane. Ugh, that’s actually a bad thought…”
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 6:24 pm
The waterfalls in the area were seemingly peaceful as Deo entered this town. Following Sub, but not to close, he would be scanning the area cautiously. One can not take chances anymore as the very reality he is in is foggy and different. He would be cautious about where he stood, stepped, and moved as the town was full of the elderly pokemon trainers. The roots of this tree they were meeting at were massive in size and different in Deo's eyes as it looked odd, bizarre, and exotic.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 7:51 pm
Anistar City
Crystal stared ahead of them, eyes locked on the giant crystalline sundial in the distance. If they weren’t here for something so serious, she would take the time to admire the Sundial, especially since she didn't have any retinas to damage. That wasn’t the case, though, unfortunately.
The hybrid waited for maybe a minute, mostly to check that the letter was in her bag, before she would head off to the gym. Her pace wouldn’t be fast, allowing her teammates to catch up, but she also wasn’t expecting so many people here. Cera, Ter, Odd, Reno, even Darts and Ogerpon. So many more than she would have expected. And this was supposed to be the easy half of the deal. Getting Sub to meet with the Cult at Hammerlocke, that felt like it would be the wall. He obviously didn’t want to meet with them at Stow-on-Side, because he would have joined them then, instead of going to Acuity. So, unless the dangling of her soul was enough, she couldn’t see any reason that Sub would go there. And why did they need so many people for this task? This, in theory, should be a simple drop off and go. In theory, at least.
Agate Village
Aile looked around Agate Village when they arrived, only having visited a couple times while she had made her residence in Pyrite. It looked better than what Ein had left it as, but it was honestly rather sad to see still. Her hands would be in her pockets as she followed Sub silently, wondering just who would be here, recalling to mind the skeletons she had seen in the Realgam Coliseum, all locked up still. She figured that most of the population of the region was there when they fought Ein… Unless, with Cruxias’ Adamant Orb, did he just plant the skeletons there? Or did the population of the village just get left alone? She didn’t quite remember… And she also didn’t want to give herself any hope that the people of Pyrite might still be alright after all. To give herself any hope to only have it dashed… She wasn’t sure if she could take it.
Hopefully, this guy would answer, though. The sooner they could get this Time Flute shard, the sooner they could get a move on.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2026 10:27 pm
"Not even Aden would be able to overcome the limits of hybrid physiology," Sol found himself answering in response to Tristen's remarks. "A hybrid can use an artifact, Hinterbane and Arcoiris are proof of that. But a hybrid's energy is too efficient to channel, be it with another Pokemon or themselves, and not efficient enough for a channeler to have a hybrid assist them either." "That's what the books in our library said, yeah," Amaranth added. "Our artifacts are what lets a Pokemon's energy be used in a way we can handle, scaled down just enough in the process. A hybrid trying the same thing wouldn't be able to stop their energy from being used just by holding an artifact, nevermind work with someone else's. Though wait, if it's too efficient, wouldn't that mean...?" "It's more taxing for me to put the energy from my attacks into the sword, yes. Truthfully, I'd get better mileage using them normally, as I've had to since SWIPE confiscated it. Still, for Aden to wield that staff like he did, either it's precisely because of Cruxias rewriting the world or the Time Flute being so inextricably tied to Celebi and the forests it calls home, especially the Relic Forest. Either way, there's a chance the usual rules don't apply." "...so what, do you use it because it looks cool or something?" Amaranth asked, unsure if she actually wanted that answer. Not that she'd get one verbally, as Sol would look away shortly after the question was asked.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 5:38 pm
[Anistar City]
Reno would already be in motion as the teleport placed the rest of them within the bounds of Anistar City, looking over his shoulder at Cera as he did his best to maneuver his slightly stiff prosthetic leg. "Oh we very much are. That's why that little envelope got doused in every fungicide we could muster and why I at the bare minimum am prepared for a fight and to give Olympia a few gifts. Everything that led into this says they want to add Olympia into the Ziton, so we are operating like it is going to appear the second we hand over the message, Sundial or no Sundial." While he wasn't going to say anything out loud so soon after potentially being bugged, their meeting had provided enough inference that pretending he was paranoid about the Ziton made as much sense as actually knowing they wanted Olympia in the thing.
As they made their way towards the Gym, Reno would stare towards his arm. They needed the Red Gem for power, so it was no longer going to be a free source of laser beam firing for him. Not that beams of heat and fire would prove that effective against the Ziton. All he had now was what he had always had.
Hopefully when this inevitably kicked off, that would be enough.
[Agate Village]
Beua and Leslie would both be along for the trip to the village, glancing around as they heard the discussion between Sol and Tristen. Leslie decided to pipe up as she heard the things. "Yeah, even a non-artifact thing like my hammer can't do anything too complicated with the energy. You either get raw energy out that can only be contained and aimed, which can at least make a thing change presentation, or a fully formed attack when it comes to hybrids."
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 6:19 pm
[Anistar City]
The Snagems, led by Reno, would find their way to the Anistar Gym, the group now standing in front of the building that looked more seaside manor than Pokemon gym. The stone masonry, vaulted roof and towering windows gave an air of old wealth, one easily able to imagine this building once housed a wealthy Kalosian noble who controlled the local port. Now it housed an even more important individual by modern stands, a Gym Leader. The doors would swing open for them, rigged with the necessary machinery to open on their own to keep up with the times.
The inside was a starkly different from the outside where one would expect walls or even a ceiling there was none. All they could see were a series of platforms made of light floating in the vastness of what appeared to be a galaxy with the inside of the gym being far larger than what looked possible by the outside. Was this place some kind of pocket dimension? How was this even possible? Did Olympia create this? The platforms made a kind of maze and curved on a kind of invisible globe. How long would it take to reach Olympia? Not long, they would find out.
"Greetings." It happened so fast that the Snagems probably didn't register it happening. Once the last Snagem was inside and stepping on the first light platform a single small flash of light would go off and they were all teleported to the only physical platform in this gym, the one Olympia stood on, the battlefield itself. "I figured it would be polite to save you all the walk, considering you are here to deliver something to me." The woman stated plainly, her cape flowing in spite of the lack of any type of wind in here. "I am Olympia, Gym Leader of Anistar City and you are Team Snagem. It intrigues me to finally get to meet you all." She said, bowing her head slightly out of respect. "If my words puzzle you then allow me to explain; I have foreseen your arrival and much else."
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 7:26 pm
[Anistar City]
The second Reno heard Olympia's voice over the loudspeaker, he was already prepared for the rest of the trip to end up a very different beast than it had been intended to be. Sure, he had heard the foresight thing but he hadn't been sure whether that was an actively have to think on it deal or a simple passive I know you will wear the world's ugliest shorts in two days deal. It was so nice that these questions were being answered for him so quickly lately. Or he had just learned how to actually read a room and subtle intentions. Either way, as they appeared and she mentioned the delivery, Reno would nod and limp over to give a quick handshake to Olympia as he gestured over to Crystal. "After a rousing round of fungicide roulette, Crystal has your message as you have foreseen. And I have my own delivery for this trip that you have likely also foreseen. So all I have to ask is: ebonite frag bomb or ebonite bat?" Raising up his prosthetic leg, he would give a few shakes before a baseball bat fell out of the pant leg that he promptly grabbed before it clattered to the floor. While it hadn't been completely coated due to concerns of structural integrity and cost, the bat had the distinct feel and appearance of ebonite. Placing the head of the bat on the ground and leaning on the handle, Reno would quickly retrieve a container with a small button and a cluster of the ebonite darts that inhabited a launcher in Reno's arm prosthetic attached to the exterior. "The Devon Corporation sends their regards."
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 8:26 pm
[Agate Village]SubonicXP It would be a short walk to the home they were looking for, having asked a single old lady for where they could find the person they were looking for, the former keeper of Agate Shrine a well known person in the village. Now standing in front of the house with a giant root resting over it Sub would knock on the door and wait for a response. TerashiLeonGoken Absinthe took the Claydol express directly from Stow-On-Side to Agate Village in Orre, where she'd heard Sub would be. As she hadn't gone to see whatever legendary Pokemon the team went to see while the business with the cult was going on, but she did read what Keiko was sending to me as well as my response, so she knew I was headed to the other mission directive. That was the only reason she was here. That, and she didn't have to take turns doing missions like Keiko and I did. Benefits of being a teenager. That, and not being in a relationship. Requiem of Whyspers Lykas arrived to Agate Village alongside the others, looking around for only a moment before they began to walk. He hadn't gone along to find out what information could aid them but Odd had filled him in after the group who'd headed to Snowpoint returned to HQ. If he was to understand what he'd been told, this venture would end in another confrontation with Aden and that was going to call for more skill than not. DeoLux The waterfalls in the area were seemingly peaceful as Deo entered this town. Following Sub, but not to close, he would be scanning the area cautiously. One can not take chances anymore as the very reality he is in is foggy and different. He would be cautious about where he stood, stepped, and moved as the town was full of the elderly pokemon trainers. The roots of this tree they were meeting at were massive in size and different in Deo's eyes as it looked odd, bizarre, and exotic. Espeon_Commander Aile looked around Agate Village when they arrived, only having visited a couple times while she had made her residence in Pyrite. It looked better than what Ein had left it as, but it was honestly rather sad to see still. Her hands would be in her pockets as she followed Sub silently, wondering just who would be here, recalling to mind the skeletons she had seen in the Realgam Coliseum, all locked up still. She figured that most of the population of the region was there when they fought Ein… Unless, with Cruxias’ Adamant Orb, did he just plant the skeletons there? Or did the population of the village just get left alone? She didn’t quite remember… And she also didn’t want to give herself any hope that the people of Pyrite might still be alright after all. To give herself any hope to only have it dashed… She wasn’t sure if she could take it. Hopefully, this guy would answer, though. The sooner they could get this Time Flute shard, the sooner they could get a move on. Darksol88 "Let's," Sol said, one of the few things he's said in the days since the encounter in the ruins and the explanation of perhaps one of his biggest failures that was now being aired in front of everyone. It'd be even worse if he ran away, so off to Agate he went. It was at least good to see the village recovering after Ein's reign, hints of its former glory giving him some semblance. He wasn't looking forward to where this might go, and he was certain this time, he'd be forced to do a fight he wanted no part of. He silently followed Sub and the rest, waiting next to him as the leader knocked on the door. Amaranth had arrived around the same time herself, looking around a bit herself. "Still not as lush as the last time I was here. Then again, last time I was here was pretty awkward. I'm just hoping Ambrosia's idea will actually work," she remarked following herself. She kept more distance from the door than most, not wanting to crowd it in case the person they were seeking was indeed home. Reno Vantas Beau and Leslie would both be along for the trip to the village, glancing around as they heard the discussion between Sol and Tristen. Leslie decided to pipe up as she heard the things. "Yeah, even a non-artifact thing like my hammer can't do anything too complicated with the energy. You either get raw energy out that can only be contained and aimed, which can at least make a thing change presentation, or a fully formed attack when it comes to hybrids." Blizzard120 Tristen, recovered after his fight back at the Ruins of Alph decided to take point this go-round with Sub with Freth staying behind to not only watch the headquarters, but to help make preparations assisting Ambrosia with the time flute. After being told of Cruxias’s origins by the other Snagems when they returned to the panic headquarters, Tristen found himself with more questions than answers still and regretted that he wasn’t able to come along for the ride on that excursion. But what was done was done. Incidentally, he had to admit, this excursion in particular was a bit personal. More sore about the betrayal by Aden as opposed to the beating, Tristen was hoping that maybe just perhaps he could catch Aden out and not have Cruxias interfere with anything. Though it was only a hope and nothing more. “Its all we got, Sub.” Tristen said. “The only other shot we got is maybe that one that Aden had back at the ruins. The one on that staff thing he had that he started to put off weird powers with…which reminds me, I don’t even think they were hybrid attacks he used. That looked more like something a channeler would do…” Tristen said, thinking back as he starts to look over Agate Village. It was a peaceful place, for what it was. Last time he was here, he was having to deal with Wes, the rogue snatcher, at the time and had managed to get his Blitzle back miraculously. If he wasn’t too into the mission now, he’d probably be a little dumbfounded how long ago it technically was and yet, not too long. “Kind of reminds me how Blizz talks about Hinterbane. Ugh, that’s actually a bad thought…” Freth was about to get the shock of her life back at Headquarters, as all of a sudden without warning Ambrosia would 'blip' out of existence. No fuss, no warning, nothing. Just mid-sentence the Alchemist would all of a sudden vanish from her sight. Right at the exact moment the Snagem leader put his knuckles to the wood on the door, in fact. After Sub's last rap on the wood, there would be a subtle ripple effect through the substance making up Agate Village. The door leading into the house built in the shelter of the roots of the tree would fade away slowly until completely gone, and as the subtle distortion radiated outwards the Snagems would all realize that, despite being a bit of a sleepy haven in the middle of nowhere everything would get quiet all of a sudden. The distortion travels up the trunk of the tree in front of them, and once it reached the shattered top half they'd be able to see the massive arboreal apparatus regrow in front of their very eyes. Verdant and lush as leaves appear from seemingly nowhere as it reforms, large twisted branches bowing down above them coated in foilage. In fact, they would find themselves surrounded on all sides by enormous trees - as the distortion passed, they materialize out of seemingly nowhere, one jutting up in between Sol's discussion on cool sword techniques and Leslie's attempt to offer up a bit of a defense for the Ho-Oh hybrid. A massive gnarl of bark and trunk and leaves that luckily splits the two of them fairly evenly, but shoves them each bodily aside to make room for its sudden appearance without any momentum. There were no buildings anywhere near any of them now, with the nigh-invisible wave long gone, and the Snagems found themselves very much alone in a massive forest of redwoods where Agate Village had once stood. The lack of town bustle let them hear the waterfall crystal clear now, the rushing water in the background providing a liquidous bubble in their ears. Not that they could see it anymore as the canopy far above them blotted out the sun and cast everything in a hazy emerald-green light where its rays tried to get at the floor below, completely obscuring their view more than a few meters as darkness and leaves covered their sightline. A harsh, jagged Pokemon cry rings through the woodlands off in the distance, echoing out over the sounds of the nearby water feature. It sounded similar to an avian Pokemon, but it's not a cry any of them recognize.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 8:28 pm
The Ziton. That was a name I didn't want to ever hear again after Paldea. A great Psychic monster comprised of the minds of several powerful Psychics. It must've been brought up by that legendary Pokemon that wiped Keiko's memories once. I lost interest in catching my own legendary Pokemon after hearing about that. But now wasn't the time to dwell on the past. I followed Reno and the team to the Anistar City Gym, and was surprised to discover that it was a Psychic-type gym. I wasn't fond of Kalos. It wasn't my least favorite region, but after Team Flare tried to invade Unova, I couldn't help but hold a grudge. Still, knowing that there was a Psychic-type gym in its gym circuit bumped the region up a few places in the list of regions I wanted to go badge-hunting in.
I watched Reno shake a bat out of his pant leg and hold it out to Olivia. I thought we were here to deliver a letter, what was he up to? Though now that I thought about it, I did need to catch a Dark-type at some point. As I contemplated that, I heard Reno mention the Devon Corporation. Ah, that's what was going on with the bat. I didn't bother trying to sense anything from the bat to check if it actually had Ebonite in it. It was a hunk of wood - there wouldn't be anything to sense in the first place.
~*~
Absinthe didn't think anything of what was going on around her until she was suddenly no longer in a city, but in a giant forest. The other Snagems were around with her, but the town they were in seemingly ceased to exist. She was about to ask what happened when she heard the loud cry from a nearby Pokemon - one she didn't recognize. Not one to run from a fight, Absinthe grabbed a ball from her belt and held it at the ready. She didn't make a sound, though - she wanted to lay eyes on whatever made that sound before she actually acted.
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2026 9:28 pm
Anistar City
Crystal's tail flicked as she entered, blinking when they were all teleported to the battlefield. On Reno’s call, the hybrid would walk up while digging out the letter, holding it out with both hands and bowing slightly. Once Olympia took it, she would back up a step, trying to find something to do with her hands. “Ah… Please, know that we personally mean no ill will upon you.” Olympia probably already knew this with her foresight, too. Still, she felt like she needed to explain herself, if for no other reason than to reassure herself as well. Her nerves were edge, and she needed to believe that she wasn’t just blindly throwing anyone to the wolves… or the Ziton, in this case. “We’re only doing this so that we… So that I might attempt to recover something… precious to me. I apologize.”
Agate Village?...
Aile had a look of alarm when the door began to vanish, only growing when she looked around to watch the forest growing around them. She could barely believe it when all signs of civilization vanished for the team, leaving them in a lush forest, seemingly barren of any fauna, sans themselves and one shriek of some sort of avian Pokémon. One that she couldn’t place, which felt odd considering her family raised a variety of bird Pokémon when she was growing up. “What?...” Taking a good look at their surroundings, it seemed like the general topography was the same, but none of the civilization was here. Almost like they had…. “Non… Oh nonononononon. Please don’t tell me that we’ve gone back in time again.” If she had a coin for every time she got wrapped up in time shenanigans, she’d have at least two, quite possibly three of them if you count the events in the Timeless Forest. Which, while that amount wasn’t a lot, it was very odd that it happened that many times. Running her flesh hand through her hair, Aile would look at the others, and follow the group if they decided to go to where the avian cry rang out. Like hell she was going to break from the group now.
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