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Post by Phoenix on Sun Apr 08, 2018 12:22 pm


Pyrite Town (Dean's Hideout) | Late Night
D-68 / M-46


"Dean--!" The blonde tried to ignore his name as he continued making his way into the kitchen. He refilled the kettle and was about to set it on the stove when he heard a loud thunk against the wall followed by a grunt of pain. Worried Dean left the kettle on the stove and rushed to where Justy was already splayed out on the floor with the towel doing very little to protect him anymore.

"Oh..." The moan of pain flared Dean's nurturing instincts and all thought of the injured man being barely clothed fell immediately away as he dropped down to check Justy's head. "I just-- I'm- I'm sorry..." Dean shushed him gently and carefully brushed the other's hand away. "It's okay, that's not important right now. Let me make sure you aren't hurt..."

Dean looked over Justy patiently, fingers pushing back the surprisingly soft locks from his head to make sure there wasn't any bleeding, then moving to make sure his pupils were reacting normally before finally letting out a small sigh of relief. "You're fine, just a bump. You shouldn't run with wet feet on these wooden floors, you know. You could have given yourself a concussion and that would be an embarrassing tale for both of us." Standing up he brushed some of the dust from his pants before holding out a hand to help Justy back to his feet. "Let's just get some sleep tonight, alright? We can talk in the morning if you want. But...thank you. For apologizing, that is. I'm sorry I was such a pill too."

With a small smile he made his way back to the kitchen and poured the water back into a bottle for later, having given up on the idea of a late night cup of tea. Finally free of his ire his body was feeling pleasantly sluggish with the promise of sleep and a large yawn signaled his own time to head to bed. "Goodnight, Justy," he offered politely as he head back to his room. "Sleep well."




Pyrite Town (Wes’s Apartment) | Morning

The night went by almost peacefully, much to Michael's surprise. Though as he suspected he only had a little over three hours in the time he finally dozed off to the time he woke again he greeted the sunrise that morning with a renewed and hopeful heart as the thought of finally making progress on saving Lugia left him energized. From his new perch at the window where he had spent the last couple of hours sitting and waiting for the others to wake he noticed two figures walking up to the building. He didn't want to raise alarm just yet so he patiently waited for their visage to become clear and a smile broke out when he recognized them from the evening before. It was the blonde and Justy.

Dean and Justy were walking side by side, the animosity from the day before absent from Dean's body language. That morning they had made up properly, clothes and everything, and he no longer felt like smashing his head into a wall. Yesterday had been a tiring and eventful day for the breeder as he went from near complete isolation to a town full of people again but now that he had time to process everything he didn't feel so overwhelmed. All there was to do now was talk to everyone and decide what the plan for so many people together would be. Dean knew what he wanted just as Michael knew what he wanted so hopefully they would come together on something.

"Hey, guys," Michael called out gently, yet loudly enough for everyone to hear. "The others are back. Probably time to wake up."
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((Rage-quitting from losing my post. Justy is just happily walking with Dean and Wes wakes to Mike's call, and answers, "'Others'? You mean he didn't kill Justin? Tsk. That's a damn shame." ))


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Pyrite Town |Late Night [28]

"I don't trust that wall," Watson said as he sniffed at the wall. "... Or that mattress."

Colm quietly replied, "I know. I don't either, but we don't have much of an option. It's not like we haven't slept on worse." He unfolded and put the mattress down near the wall so that he could have his back to something. Taking off his bag, he put it down next to the mattress before arranging the sheets a little. It wasn't fancy, but it was better than lying on the ground.

Midori took the opportunity to basically plop down on one end, and she didn't want to move. Feeling bad for the dragon, Colm let her. When he started to lay down, she shifted so that he could basically use her excess fluff as a pillow. "Thanks..." He quietly muttered to her.

"No-no problem." She responded with a yawn.

With his bag shoved between him and the wall, Colm attempted to get some rest. While he was fairly certain his companions wouldn't try anything, he couldn't help sleeping lightly. Watson was in a similar boat as his trainer. He curled up next to Colm, but his ears remained perked as if trying to listen for danger.

Pyrite Town |Morning

When someone had gotten up and moved, Watson and Colm woke up. Colm kept his eyes shut, but Watson actually got up and stretched so that he could keep an eye on whoever it was. The Raichu had watched Michael settle near the window, but chose not to say anything to the redhead. Instead, the electric mouse curled back up next to his trainer before dozing back off.

It didn't take much for them to wake again a few hours later. Michael called out, "Hey, guys. The others are back. Probably time to wake up." Not entirely feigning a yawn, Colm sat up and stretched his arms out. Watson wasn't much further behind in getting up, and he worked on waking the sleeping Altaria.

Colm went over to the window that Michael was sitting at to see what the other redhead was observing. He could make out the short blonde who had staked out the town and the purple haired man who likely had a foot-shaped mouth. At least they both seemed happier.

Wes almost sounded disappointed, "'Others'? You mean he didn't kill Justin? Tsk. That's a damn shame."

"At least Dean seems happier," Colm observed aloud. Everything down to the way the blonde moved was different from yesterday when he had left them.
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Pyrite Town | Morning | 35


The sound of people moving snapped Diantha awake instantly. Caught in the strange realm of being awake but being unable to process that she was awake, the Champion laid there in a state of floaty confusion for a moment or two as her Gardevoir, waking faster than she, sat up to look. Deeming the situation safe due to the lack of action by Maria, she laid back down next to her human, threw an arm over her, and fell back asleep. Diantha, soothed by the clear sign that all was well, was asleep moments afterwards.

"Hey, guys. The others are back. Probably time to wake up."

Waking up for real this time was disorienting and unpleasant, and Diantha had to suppress a childish groan and the even more childish urge to ask for just a few more minutes. It had been a long time since she felt safe enough to maybe sleep in a little later than dawn.

Sitting up, she glanced over and could see Michael and Colm at the window; now curious, she stood and walked over, stretching.

Oh, it was Dean. And Justy, too. Well, they seemed much happier than yesterday! She smiled as she felt Cosette lean around her to look.

"'Others'? You mean he didn't kill Justin? Tsk. That's a damn shame."

"At least Dean seems happier," Colm remarked. Diantha nodded her head as Maria joined them at the window, floating up to peek over her trainer's head.

"It's better if everyone's in a good mood, anyway."

"Why, what happened with them?"

"Purple hair, Justy, pissed the blonde one, Dean, off a little." Cosette answered her friend. "But they look pretty happy today. Like Diane said; that's lucky. Regardless what comes next, it's better if nobody's mad at each other."


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Pyrite Town (Wes's Apartment) | Morning
D-69 / M-47


"'Others'? You mean he didn't kill Justin? Tsk. That's a damn shame." Michael rolled his eyes at Wes's sleepy retort and shook his head. "Justy's not that bad," he replied cheerfully, by far the most awake and morning ready person in the room from what he could tell. "He's a little pretentious but his heart is in the right place. You just have to get past all the pomp and find the actual person under those starched creases."

"At least Dean seems happier," came Colm's reply as he too looked out the window. The pair just disappeared from view as they went inside the building and Michael hopped up to go greet them. Letting the others continue their conversation he took the liberty of finding the pair and escorting up the stairs to Wes's place so they would know, or remember (whatever the case might be), which one they were gathering in. He didn't do group participation well so at least this way he could be helpful.

Dean followed Michael upstairs and once inside the tiny apartment he couldn't hide his sheepish frown. He had so much more space at his place and he left them all up here to cram in what was basically a studio apartment.... Crap. "Morning," he began quietly, already rubbing the back of his head as he tried to process his guilty feelings. "I hope... Did everyone sleep alright? It gets cold at night without the electricity working so I hope you were all okay."

Michael shrugged and left the others to their answers, instead plopping back down on the couch beside Lucky to scratch at the Espeon's head. Public forum wasn't really his strong suit. Give him something to do and he'd be able to do it but socializing had always proven disastrous in the past. Maybe that was why he only had one friend even before the world ended. Though...truthfully he wasn't sure he even still had that anymore.
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Pyrite Town||Morning


"Justy's not that bad," Mike chirped, earning a loud and hearty scoff from Wes. "He's a little pretentious but his heart is in the right place. You just have to get past all the pomp and find the actual person under those starched creases."

"You keep telling yourself that, Mike," Wes grumbled under his breath, earning a bit of a glare from Whiskey. Wes shrugged at his Espeon, who could only roll his eyes as the conversation continued without them.

"At least Dean seems happier," Detective Colby remarked, and Wes didn't disregard that bit of good news. Dean had gotten fairly heated yesterday-- while Wes was not willing to imagine what got him in a better mood, he was still grateful for the upward turn of events. Maybe the morning would be better than last night...

The moment he spotted Justin's stupid garbage face, Wes felt any hope of a good mood leave him. Ugh. He and Justin made eye contact, but they both remained silent. After all, it was always better to be on the defense with someone like him... "Morning," Dean began sheepishly. It occurred to Wes that his apartment really wasn't the best looking, but to be fair, it never had been. Justy looked far more uncomfortable, his eyes trailing around the apartment as if the walls themselves were covered in bugs or something. Shit bag. It was the fucking apocalypse, what did he fucking expect? "I hope... Did everyone sleep alright? It gets cold at night without the electricity working so I hope you were all okay."

"Peachy," Wes began, maybe a twinge aggressive because of that fucking look on Justin's face, the slight horror and disgust. "Though I think we're all eager to get back out, right? Before the heat of the day melts us all. What's the plan for today?"


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Pyrite Town | Morning
[Twenty-Three]

Morning arrives way too quickly for his liking. It’s not often Matt gets uninterrupted sleep, let alone in a relatively decent apartment on an actual mattress with actual sheets, and he really does not want it to end just because he happened to wake up. Maybe if he just stays here and says nothing, he’ll fall back asleep for another hour or two...

"Hey, guys. The others are back. Probably time to wake up."

Aw, damn it, there goes his plan. With a sigh Matt sits up, stretching out his arms and back-this mattress is way better than a floor or the ground, but that doesn’t make it comfortable. It isn’t even big enough to fully accommodate his legs, so now his muscles feel like someone squeezed them together for several hours. The only good thing about being awake? He doesn’t have to deal with mattresses and couches made for tiny people. Tiny people like his brother. How the hell did Chris prefer sleeping on anything other than a soft bed?

That’s a mystery he’ll have to save for some other time. Matt gets up and joins the others (Athena included) who are gathered at the window, hoping to get a look at their returning... acquaintances? Guests? Considering how poorly his last interactions with these people went, he’s inclined to think of them more as ‘annoyances’. Even their names aren’t coming to mind, so Matt files them as “guy who called them idiots” and “guy who is scared of prostitutes”. Talk about shitty first impressions...

They certainly look cheery today, though, almost like yesterday never happened.

"'Others'? You mean he didn't kill Justin? Tsk. That's a damn shame."

"Justy's not that bad," Michael protests, "He's a little pretentious but his heart is in the right place. You just have to get past all the pomp and find the actual person under those starched creases."

Still in a haze of sleepiness punctuated by a well-timed yawn, Matt has no energy to care about Justin or Justy or whatever it is he goes by. Michael might have a decent opinion of him, but honestly? It’s not like he’s going to stick around long enough for it to matter. Speaking of which, Matt really needs to find the right time to bring that up eventually; it’s best not to give anyone any ideas that he’s a permanent addition to this party.

"At least Dean seems happier," Bishop comments, which spurs a new branch of conversation that Matt’s content to listen to instead of saying anything. He can save his own plans for another time.

"It's better if everyone's in a good mood, anyway."

”Why, what happened with them?"

"Purple hair, Justy, pissed the blonde one, Dean, off a little. But they look pretty happy today. Like Diane said; that's lucky. Regardless what comes next, it's better if nobody's mad at each other."

”Seriously. It’s too early for an argument,” Athena adds, her tone more of a grumble than anything else. She’s right-Matt’s been through enough morning fights with his family to not want another one, especially not with strangers he’s barely known for a day. He’s tired, damn it, the universe should cut him a break.

The redhead kid brings Dean and Justy to them not long after, and it doesn’t take long for the entire situation to feel almost painfully uncomfortable. Matt has no idea what to say-he knows next to nothing about either of these guys, and both of their previously-positive demeanors have all but vanished. Awkward social interactions even in the apocalypse, just his luck.

”Morning,” Dean says, looking what Matt thinks might be nervous. Or is it sheepish? Either way, his attitude is a far cry from how he’d acted before, both with them and his Ninetales, and Matt doesn’t really know what to make of it. It’s not a bad change, but... it’s not what he’d been expecting. "I hope... Did everyone sleep alright? It gets cold at night without the electricity working so I hope you were all okay."

Was it really that cold? He didn’t think so, but then again, he’d always been the one complaining about heat while his siblings demanded him to turn the A/C off. To Dean’s question, Matt gives only a shrug in response, because fuck trying to find the right words when there’s this many people in one spot. Talking with strangers isn’t his thing, never has been, never will be-leave that to the more sociable people in the room.

”Peachy,” Wes says, clearly unhappy himself. At least Matt can appreciate him cutting the small talk short. "Though I think we're all eager to get back out, right? Before the heat of the day melts us all. What's the plan for today?"


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Pyrite Town |Morning [29]

As the pair outside left their view, Michael left the room. Probably to ensure they found the group sooner rather than later. Colm left the window to tend to his own Pokemon as the others talked. Midori was properly awake at this point, and she was stretching as much as she could. He reached for her head, and after she nodded to accept the affection, he started smoothing down the head feathers that had been ruffled during the night. In return, she motioned for him to lower his own head, and she started to fuss over his own hair. While he didn't have much of a bedhead, he laughed a little and allowed her to.

Watson kept an eye on them and the others in the room, and when he heard Michael returning with Dean and Justy, he swatted Colm's leg with his tail. By the time the three had entered the room, Colm had gotten the fluffy dragon out of his hair, mostly. Midori's nerves returned thanks to the tension from yesterday, and she notably stayed behind him.

Dean definitely looked guilty about yesterday, Colm noted. He was rubbing the back of his head in nervousness as he greeted them, "Morning. I hope... Did everyone sleep alright? It gets cold at night without the electricity working so I hope you were all okay."

"We've had to deal with much worse," Colm said with a shrug. "Having a roof was a big plus."

"Peachy," Was Wes's own response, and something about his tone made Colm glance over towards him, and then towards Justy. Oh great. What was Justy's problem with the apartment? It only took a moment before he remembered the issue of Justy's much more... priveleged pre-epidemic lifestyle. While Pyrite was worse than what Colm grew up in, he wasn't unfamiliar with shady apartment buildings. Thankfully, Wes did not press the issue with Justy and moved to a different topic, "Though I think we're all eager to get back out, right? Before the heat of the day melts us all. What's the plan for today?"
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Pyrite Town | Morning | 36


Diantha did her best to keep smiling even as Cosette's face fell. Well. So much for hoping the good mood would last. Nobody was very thrilled with Justy's immediate reaction to Wes's apartment, least of all Wes himself, his answer of "peachy" to Dean's worried and nervous (and perhaps sheepish) question about how everyone slept without electricity making that abudantly clear.

Well, Dean sure seemed all right this morning, at least, and so did Michael, judging by the calm, nonchalant way he handled the new people. Bishop seemed fine enough, although Cosette's careful monitering of him for a moment suggested he may at least be annoyed. And while she didn't have much of a read on Matt... well, if he was irritated by Justy, he hid it well enough.

Maybe this would go well, whatever came next. Even Wes didn't seem enthused about gunning for a fight, given that he veered off into talk of action. "Though I think we're all eager to get back out, right? Before the heat of the day melts us all. What's the plan for today?"

Didn't Dean want help with something? she mused. Yes, he did, and so she looked to him, expecting an answer.


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Pyrite Town (Wes's Apartment) | Morning
D-70 / M-48

"We've had to deal with much worse. Having a roof was a big plus." While he still felt guilty about basically abandoning everyone in a temper tantrum, and adding to the classicism Justy seemed to still be stuck in judging by the look on his face as he surveyed the room, Dean was glad to hear not everyone was miserable. It didn't make him any less of a piece of shit though. "Peachy. There it was.

"Though I think we're all eager to get back out, right? Before the heat of the day melts us all. What's the plan for today?" Suddenly it seemed all eyes were on him and Michael, the ginger shrinking in the attention before perking back up once he had a wall against his back. "Well, uh... I know what I need to do," Michael began with a nervous chuckle. "We already talked about it some yesterday Wes. But I could use some help." Looking to the others he cleared his throat and put on his best 'professional' voice, the same one he had been forced to practice once he entered the academy to train for the IP.

"Cipher has an island off the shores of Gateon and I need to get there to rescue a Pokemon they stole. I have knowledge that not only are they alive there but they are thriving, and I'm convinced that they are using that Pokemon, if not many more, to achieve this rare success. Their reach is already far across Orre as I have encountered several scouts and capture parties over the last two years but I cannot get to the island on my own, much less rescue the Pokemon there. That's the end game, of course. For more immediate need I just need to get back to Gateon."

"Then that goes right along with what I am doing," Dean replied. "My only goal is finding Cipher and taking back the Pokemon they stole from me. And maybe shooting the bastard who shot me. If helping you gets me to their hideout I'm in."

Michael was shocked by the easy declaration and looked around the room. There was no way anyone else would be so ardent in their goals so as to follow him with so little in return. But while he already knew Wes was going to help that didn't mean anyone else was going to. "Okay. Um... I guess that means we grab and sort out supplies then strike out as soon as possible?"

Dean nodded. "I already have nearly the entire town's supply stockpiled back at my place. I have jugs of water, food, matches, flashlights, batteries, you name it I probably have it."

"Okay then..." Wow. Hoarding really had a place in this world, huh? "Unless anyone else has any ideas I guess that about covers my end. Anyone?"
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"Well, uh... I know what I need to do," Michael began with a nervous chuckle. Wes watched him as he anxiously addressed them; it was odd, knowing who he was and seeing how terrible he was with other people. How did he manage to get past all the Cipher goons if he couldn't suave his way past them? Sure, there were pokemon fights, but often in Wes' experience, that didn't settle everything. Knives or guns or anything else that could be used as a weapon usually came up as a last resort. Maybe his Espeon just took care of it. Yeah. "We already talked about it some yesterday, Wes. But I could use some help." Grinning, Wes nodded and settled back, his attention going to the still slightly disgusted but also curious Justin. Shithead.

"Cipher has an island off the shores of Gateon and I need to get there to rescue a Pokemon they stole. I have knowledge that not only are they alive there but they are thriving, and I'm convinced that they are using that Pokemon, if not many more, to achieve this rare success. Their reach is already far across Orre as I have encountered several scouts and capture parties over the last two years but I cannot get to the island on my own, much less rescue the Pokemon there. That's the end game, of course. For more immediate need I just need to get back to Gateon."

Justy gaped at Michael's speech, stunned that Cipher was still kicking. How? How could they be okay when the whole world had gone to ruin? "Then that goes right along with what I am doing," Dean replied. "My only goal is finding Cipher and taking back the Pokemon they stole from me. And maybe shooting the bastard who shot me. If helping you gets me to their hideout I'm in."

Michael seemed a bit shocked at Dean's declaration. However, Justy felt something bubble in himself with Dean's words. There was no way he could let Cipher stay thriving. Not after everything. "Okay. Um... I guess that means we grab and sort out supplies then strike out as soon as possible?"

Dean nodded. "I already have nearly the entire town's supply stockpiled back at my place. I have jugs of water, food, matches, flashlights, batteries, you name it I probably have it."

"Okay then... Unless anyone else has any ideas I guess that about covers my end. Anyone?"

"I have a large supply of military rations, drinking water, and some other amenities," Wes offered. "I also have a bike to help transport it and large pokemon for people, if there are some without a one sturdy enough to help with travel. And... maybe a GTFO bag around here with more stuff, if it wasn't raided."

Justy raised his hand, the need to speak overwhelming him. "I may not have a bounty of supplies to share, but I offer my own power to aid you. I'm not going to let Cipher stay rooted in Orre. like the cancer it is, if I can help it," he firmly stated. A snort of laughter from Wes stopped him in his courageous stance, and he glowered at the blond. "What?"

"I mean," Wes began in a bit of a sing-song voice, but then was cut off when Whiskey smacked him hard with his tail. Remembering that they had company who were not privy to Justin's miraculous failures as a Gym "leader", Wes cleared his throat and waved off Justin's question. "...Nevermind. Sorry for interrupting."

Justy frowned, but didn't pursue the thread. "...Right. Anyway, I want to help fight Cipher in any way that I can. So count me in."

"You already know, but I'm in too," Wes grinned at Mike. "Pummeling Cipher into the ground again sounds like a fantastic use of my talents and time."

"Agreed," Whiskey coolly added. "The mere idea of crushing them a second time is exceedingly appealing. Therapeutic, even."

"Though, it might be a good idea to make sure everyone's on the same page." He looked to the others, specifically Diane, Detective Colander, and Matt. "You guys all know what Cipher is, right? Wouldn't want y'all jumping on a ship without knowing it was sailing straight to hell itself."


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Pyrite Town | Morning
[Twenty-Four]

Matt’s starting to think that maybe “uncomfortable” had been an understatement for these interactions. Dean’s guilt was still palpable, Justy looked like he was standing in the middle of an overflowing dumpster rather than an okay-ish apartment... yep, just a totally normal situation here. Can he turn into a pile of dust already? It would probably be less tense than standing here waiting for things to move along.

"Well, uh... I know what I need to do," Michael mercifully speaks up, "We already talked about it some yesterday Wes. But I could use some help."

Help, huh? Knowing next to nothing about the kid, Matt can only wonder what it is he needs from them.

"Cipher has an island off the shores of Gateon and I need to get there to rescue a Pokemon they stole. I have knowledge that not only are they alive there but they are thriving, and I'm convinced that they are using that Pokemon, if not many more, to achieve this rare success. Their reach is already far across Orre as I have encountered several scouts and capture parties over the last two years but I cannot get to the island on my own, much less rescue the Pokemon there. That's the end game, of course. For more immediate need I just need to get back to Gateon."

That’s, uh... a lot. Wow. Not that Matt can’t follow along, but it’s still information he’s not sure what to do with. The nervous kid mentions Cipher and Gateon like everyone here should know what that is and why they’re important, which... Matt doesn’t. Goddamn it, he really should have paid more attention to the Orre region back when he actually had the internet. This is what he gets for favoring Hoenn.

Stolen Pokemon, though, that’s ugly news by itself. Seriously, fucking “capture parties”? Was that for Pokemon, or humans too? Matt can’t begin to imagine what he’d do if someone kidnapped one of his own, other than that it would not be pretty. No, it would be messy. Definitely messy. His instincts really want him to agree to knock out the teeth of these Pokemon snatchers; hell, he’d do it without even being asked. Problem is... he came to this region for a very specific reason and never intended to stop for long, only to let his exhausted flier rest. And now all this is being relayed to him, practically begging Matt to get involved even though he has his own things to deal with. Who could resist beating the shit out of traffickers?

"Then that goes right along with what I am doing. My only goal is finding Cipher and taking back the Pokemon they stole from me. And maybe shooting the bastard who shot me. If helping you gets me to their hideout I'm in."

More stolen Pokemon. Dean getting shot. Matt may barely know the guy and they had a rocky introduction, but damn, he’s never considered shooting him. Fuck it, he doesn’t need to know anything else about Cipher, they’re on his shitlist permanently.

"Okay. Um... I guess that means we grab and sort out supplies then strike out as soon as possible?"

Whoa, hold on there-

"I already have nearly the entire town's supply stockpiled back at my place. I have jugs of water, food, matches, flashlights, batteries, you name it I probably have it."

Wait what? Goddamn-

"Okay then...Unless anyone else has any ideas I guess that about covers my end. Anyone?"

That entire interaction went from zero to one hundred so fast, he probably didn’t even get to blink. What, was it really going to be that quick? Kidnappers, saving a Pokemon revenge, supplies, leaving, just like that. Well, shit. Had he not had conflicting intentions, Matt wouldn’t have complained, but getting it wrapped up here and now means he has to tell everyone “hey, sorry, can’t go along on this wacky adventure”. Or at least some variation of that. Matt may be the decisive one out of himself and his siblings (not that they’d ever admit it), but explaining has never been a strength of his. If only he could press a button and have everyone instantly understand, oh okay, this guy is looking for his missing sister, makes sense to me!

There’s a small back-and-forth with Wes and Justy, but Matt doesn’t follow it too closely, only picking up on the fact that even Justy has personal history with Cipher. You’d think at least one region would be lucky enough to not have a famous criminal organization ruining everybody’s lives, but apparently, that wasn’t a thing. No wonder everyone’s so fired up about taking these douchebags down a few pegs.

"Though, it might be a good idea to make sure everyone's on the same page." Wes of course is referring to not just him, but the only other two who haven’t yet spoken about personal beef with “Cipher” (god, he’s never going to get used to such a stupid name). "You guys all know what Cipher is, right? Wouldn't want y'all jumping on a ship without knowing it was sailing straight to hell itself."

Well, here it is, the moment of truth. Better to get it out of the way now and make things easier, at least.

”Can’t say I’m familiar with Cipher, but from what I’m hearing it sounds like they really need to have their asses kicked,” he begins, ”Normally I’d be all for making evil bastards pay, but I can’t go along. There’s someone important to me in this region that I’m searching for-the only reason I’m not out there right now looking for them is because I’d been traveling for days before I met all of you.“


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Re: (ELITE) The PYRITE Team

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Pyrite Town |Morning [30]

The conversation moved very quickly. Michael dropped his mission, and even Colm was surprised to hear just what the redhead had been up to. The focus on Cipher however, grabbed his attention, and now the prospect on finding out more info on the elusive group excited him. After following a bunch of dead leads, there was finally something. He wondered what the Pokemon was that Michael was so fired up about rescuing, but given how vague Michael was intentionally being, he doubted directly asking would make him talk more about it. Dean gave his reasons for wanting to follow, and so did Wes and Justy. Then, Matt declined joining them for the long haul, and Colm couldn't blame him for it.

He planned on waiting for Diantha's response, but during the conversations, he looked over towards Watson and Midori to see their reactions. Watson, like him, was listening intently, but Midori had this look of horror that cut into Colm's heart. She had suffered at their hands personally due to being a former Shadow, and it suddenly occurred to him that maybe she wouldn't want to face them. Especially if there was the chance of Ein being there.

Then something hardened in the cloud dragon's eyes, and she met his. "If you want to go, I'll go too. I-I can't let them do it all over again."

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