Tense excitement shivers his spine as the seven aliens encircle the meteorite. Killian's briefly reminded of his collection of rats. How they acted better as a pack than they ever did on their own. Hopefully, the same is true when it comes to the Beheeyem.

"Whether it works or not. The fact you offered to help at all - "

He's cut off, the Beheeyem's sudden trance derailing his train of thought. Once bright lights dim, only to go haywire and flash like strobe lights. Their polyphonic orchestra of beeps forms a pattern that Killian's quick to recognize.

"That's...Morso Code."

Why are they signaling in Morso Code of all things? Focused, his ears twitch as he puts together the beeps and pauses. It goes by so fast that Killian might not have been able to piece it together if they hadn't repeated the code

"It's mostly numbers."

None of them meant anything to him, but the fact they kept repeating one, in particular, caught his attention.

"99943." he muttered.

Lulu Flint

The wrong idea?

If that's the case, then she has no one but herself to blame. The only thing that existed between Lulu and Killian since he woke from his coma was tension. Sure, there's always a chance it's one-sided, but the phantom pain around his neck said otherwise.

Yes, he played rolled in earning it, but that didn't excuse the action.

"No idea." he says, putting other, unimportant thoughts aside. "But I'll find out." A Growlithe with a bone, Killian wouldn't stop until he deciphered the messages in their entirety. One piece of the puzzle at a time, however.

"It might take me a few days but I'll get back to you." he sighed and returned his Beheeyem. Stepping over to the meteorite, he caught it before it could drop to the ground.

"I'd like a copy of the recordings you took."

Lulu Flint

Hard copies and meteorite in hand, Killian left to do what he did best - find answers. The sun raised and fell thrice before he reached out to Lulu again.

"I've figured it out. Meet me at your lighthouse tonight. I'll explain."

Killian waited for her at the foot of the tower, briefcase in hand and Espeon on his shoulder. "I'm getting closer, Loveless." he whispered to the feline.

"So close."

Lulu Flint

Killian's eyes darted up at the sound of his name. "Killian." he called back, "Or are we back to surnames already?" and after all the progress they'd made in the name of science. He shrugged. Oh well, at this point, he was getting used to constantly being called Decker.

"Unlocked?" Killian questioned as he opened the door and made his way up. No one knew where he and Lex lived, not really, but even he didn't leave their door unlocked. "I know you don't have neighbors but isn't that risky?" Lulu had to have enemies. The resourceful kind who'd be able to find out where she lived.

"Actually, never mind - I don't really care." he added, meeting Lulu at the top step. Espeon meowed in greeting when they reached her. Odd, considering all that transpired between them, but Killian thought little of it. Too excited about deciphering the message to care about much else.

Deep blues eyed the coffee in Lulu's hands. "Do you have another cup? I've been up for awhile trying to figure this all out."

Lulu Flint

"Uh, no - it's fine."

As quick as it be, he didn't need coffee that badly.

"Let's just get to work." Killian's anticipation showed in how tightly he held the briefcase's handle. White-knuckled with an eager but tired smile plastered across his face.

"I'm assuming you know 99943 refers to the meteor heading toward Hoenn, yeah?"

Lulu's brilliant, so of course she'd know, but he needed to be sure.

Lulu Flint

"Then you know that it's supposed to be here in roughly ten years."

A decade and Hoenn, maybe the world, would be gone, erased from existence in a cataclysmic crash. Eerie to know that your life was on a clock, slowly ticking down to your dome.

Actually, given what he'd learned, slowly wasn't the right word.

"Expect it's not going to take ten years. It'll be here in five. That's what the Beheeyem were screeching. The second set half of their messages translated into more numbers - seconds in a year."

Killian would be lying if he didn't say that it felt good to share. And with someone who'd be able to understand what he was saying. Bless her heart, but Lex struggled to keep at times.

"They were counting down. It's not just this meteor either. The Litleonid Meteor Shower is getting here faster too. Two whole months ahead of schedule."

Lulu Flint

"Conspiracy theories mostly but they're not really conspiracies at this point."

The thing that attacked Sootopolis - Killian's face ruffled in remembrance. "A Pokemon with that kind of power? That's terrifying." No, that's not the word he'd use. The way his heart paced and skin tingled at the thought of it? Excitement, not fear.

"Am I hunting the wrong Pokemon?"

He knew nothing of Deoxys's power, but that wasn't true for this new Pokemon. It eagerly showcased its might for the world to see. And what an impression it made.

No. Killian's already too far down this path to deviate from it now. The only option was to move forward.

"When I stole the meteorite, the scientist at Mosedeep were running some tests on it. So I'm sure they are involved. If not them, then definitely Doctor Holo. It's strange for her to arrive right in the middle of all this."

Killian met Lulu's eye.

"What do you know about her?"

Lulu Flint