Klaus's eyes glaze. There's a lot going on. He's missing the junction of his shoulder and neck, a gaping hole which dips down past his clavicle at the front and near the tip of the shoulder-blade in back; morbidly fascinated with this development, Klaus passes his hand through the empty space and promptly pulls both his hands to his mouth to keep from vomiting.
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Taking deep gulps of air, oblivious to the relative chaos and torrent of information flowing around him - something about they're going to die. The universe is going to die. It's all too much. Panic rises in his throat again, the taste of bile prevalent, before it all simply... vanishes.
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Glancing at his hands, Klaus slowly lowers them before finally listening to the sounds around him. After a moment's thought, he easily decides the past is good enough. With that, he moves to Terminal 04.

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+ Loses the junction of his shoulder from the Reshiram attack [break]
+ Loses his anxiety from the third scan [break]
+ Goes to Termial 04 (the past)

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together, brother![break][break]

a wave of rushing INFERNO sweeps out only to be immediately redirected above. of all the things he expected, this is not one of them.[break][break]

"?"[break][break]

INFERNO meets SLUDGE WAVE, boiling poisonous goo until it becomes a mere inconvenience by the time it lands splat against them.[break][break]

matias steps out from underneath charizard's wing only to glare down the PRESENT TERMINAL at the fleeting backs of Lulu Flint and others.[break][break]

"tch."[break][break]

it becomes clear now that everyone—both rocket and league affiliated—will intervene under the guise of wanting to save the world. how ironic.[break][break]

"now is not the time." he turns to FERNANDO SILPH, voice lowering. "we'll get them later."[break][break]

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- joins his brother.[break][break]
- loss of REGRET and GUILT.[break]
- gains FAMILIAL BOND & DUTY and RESTRAINT.[break]
- memory loss of KING WAYLAND's betrayal and everything leading up to it.[break]
- memory loss of all negative interactions with the silph family (including FERNANDO SILPH).[break]

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Monsieur?

"L-Luka? Don't you recognize me?" He asks, squinting his eye in confusion after she's drawn nearer. "Is it the⁠—" His hand reaches up to enter the empty space where part of his face used to be, but stops just before. If he had thought they had any chance of a reunion, this was certainly not the way he imagined it would play out.

Suddenly, the observer's voice comes to life and surrounds them once more, introducing themselves as MALDACENA. Despite the presence of his former lover by his side, Remiel rips his attention away from her for the time being to regard the information spoken. Though, instinctively, his fingers reach to entwine themselves with her own.

UNIVERSE 820. The ORIGIN POINT. Things are slowly starting to make more sense now. To think of all that he'd gotten himself rolled into when he'd moved to Hoenn...

Had the work visa for DEVON CORP been an act of fate? He doesn't often believe in such things, of course, but his decision to move away from all he knew had ultimately united him with ZEKROM. It had introduced him to his first love. It had placed him right here, right now— at the crux of a dilemma that threatened the very existence of their universe.

Then, in one startling announcement, his world comes crashing down.

He'd seen newspaper headlines decimate others in his family before. Martín del Mar had even warned him of what was to come. But it didn't make the revelation any easier to process. He gulps, and it goes down his throat like barb-wire and vinegar as he swiftly rereads the article with a stunned, wide-open eye. Maldacena's last words are lost to him as his sense of hearing fades in that moment.

Hammerlocke.

His home.

His people.

It's only when he staggers down onto one knee that he realizes he's gripping Luka's hand a little too tightly. He only acknowledges it for a moment before letting go, the tidal wave of desperation and disbelief crashing back into him immediately afterwards. All the signs had been there. He'd failed to take them into account. He'd failed to take precautions. And this... this was his fault.

His selfishness. His desire to be anything else but heir apparent. He should have done more. He should have dedicated himself to saving them. He—

THIRD SCAN COMPLETE. THREE OUT OF FOUR SCANS COMPLETE.

He doesn't remember... who he is?

Where he's come from?

Why he's on the ground?

He looks down to stare at his open palm, struggling to draw back the memories again. Anxiety and distress crawl under his skin like scarab bugs. He doesn't know. He doesn't know! When he jerks his head upward to gauge his surroundings, however, the first person he sees is luka chêne .

And, just as suddenly... he's calmed.

Perhaps it's her angelic demeanor. Perhaps it's his underlining embarrassment to be seen in such dire straits. Whatever it might be, it prompts Remiel to lift himself up from the ground and take a deep breath. Whatever he's forgotten continues to nag at him in his subconscious, however. He even has to wipe away a tear that had been forming at the corner of his eye.

Though, strangely enough, he feels as though a giant weight has been lifted off his back.

"Right... sorry about that," He says, recomposing himself quickly as chaos ensues all around them. "We really must get out of here, though."

'Run, you rat,' The voice below him sneers. 'Like you always have. Coward. Imbecile. Failure!' Remiel looks down, and the sight of his reflection smirks up at him with savage glee. Too unsettled by it, however, he swiftly looks away and shakes his head. No time for that.

Smoothly, he unclips a luxury ball from his belt and summons his SHINY NOIVERN, GUAVAFANG. He mounts it without hesitation afterwards, his eye darting between each new pathway that has spawned before he turns back down to luka chêne . Just as he's about to offer his hand to her, however, jayden cross intercepts.

His hand retracts, and he plays off the disappoint with a clearing of his throat.

"Where are you two headed? I've got my sights on TERMINAL 4..."

Meanwhile, his Noivern loosens up its muscles (DRAGON DANCE) in preparation for their daring escape. A fiery, harmless blue aura surrounds it.

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📝 TL;DR

♔ Remiel Calcifet is devastated to hear the news about GALAR
♔ Remiel Calcifet loses the memory of all things that pained him
♔ Remiel Calcifet loses the memory of his GALARIAN LIFE
♔ Remiel Calcifet summons a SHINY NOIVERN and offers to take luka chêne and jayden cross down TERMINAL 04
◓ SHINY NOIVERN performs a DRAGON DANCE (+ATK, +SPD)

CYBERCHASE + GUAVAFANG

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Andrea's paltry attempt to restore reason was thwarted not by man, but by god; a goddess taking the mortal form of Katherine Fairburne seamlessly fusing with some strange jellyfish-like creature. "Whoa! She fused with her Pokémon?! I wanna do that too!" The dragon-hooded girl exclaimed in awe, forgetting for a moment the immediate threat posed by the Sludge Wave.

Fortunately for her, both nagi miwa's Mr. Mime and Lulu Flint's Alakazam rushed in to save those in the line of the attack. Well, one of the two Psychic types must've succeeded, because the easily distracted cosplayer suddenly found herself back on the path leading to Terminal 05, perfectly safe and sound.

She briefly thought of thanking Lulu for returning the favor, but her fear of that woman once again settled in. The Silph siblings probably wouldn't give up so easily, so it was best for their merry group of 'assholes' to get moving.

//Andrea is saved from NIHILEGO-KATHERINE's SLUDGE WAVE
//she proceeds to PRESENT TERMINAL like before

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Apparently they were headed somewhere.[break]
Not like he cared about the shit happening in the main terminal, but fuck if he would’ve appreciated some input, first.[break][break]

Before they’d started moving, he’d only had enough time to cast a side eyed glare towards the woman by him amidst his own, newfound struggles. Beginnings of a, ”...Who the Hell is—” had been swift to find itself diminished within her haste, as well as the tug of her hand as she pulled him along. With a sudden spike of agitation (a feeling that had seemed all too foreign to him, yet the frustration had only been amplified by not being able to pinpoint why) pinging within the back of his mind, his brows creased into a tighter tent as he followed along, though opted to pull his wrist away before long.[break][break]

His eyes lifted towards the sign above them as they passed beneath it, eventually shifting upon the digitized path in front of them once more not too long after. A look of pensiveness remained within an ongoing glare as he walked along, briefly looming upon the capsules upon his belt before he tapped against one of them to reveal a wyvern.[break][break]

…A wyvern of whom he knew by name, but the lapses in recognition only seemed to further amplify the frustrations within his mind as he could remember name, and relation, and closeness— although the context behind it all had been all but lost upon him. The familiarity of a loved one pinged hard and pinged true within him, though he hadn’t known why.[break][break]

Upon noting the look of concern upon the drake’s face upon noting his own disdain that came as a result, he inhaled deeply as an attempted means to further ground himself, eventually managing to lull himself as his Pokemon flew alongside the two of them.[break][break]

”...Dragon Dance, Orion,” he murmured, eyes only straying just enough to loom idly upon his companion.[break][break]

He furrowed his brows further, playing the more recent occurrences within his mind as they left the chaos behind. His attention eventually drifted down to the reflection beneath where the woman walked, promptly drifting over towards the very same reflection beneath him, all the while.[break][break]

”...What’s up with you?” he asked lowly, words directed towards the person as he glared down at his own reflection with a mild degree of unease. ”It’s like you flipped a switch outta the blue.”[break][break]

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TL;DR

• leo's pre-hoenn memories, optimism, and sympathy + empathy have all been nixed. why limit to one thing tbh lessgo
• frustration is now beginning to gradually fester
• calls orion (noivern) back out. has him use dragon dance (atk. + spd. x2) while walking
• in the process of heading down terminal 04: past
• questioning marisol about the sudden switch in demeanor
• looking at his doppleganger, lowkey feelin' a bit sussy

MARISOL SIMONE , @cc[break]
notes

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this isn't her. [break][break]

it isn't like her to be panicking, or anxious, nor have her heart race a marathon just at the sight of someone she used to recognize (and she finds it off that he hasn't glanced at her, once, not knowing how different she looks now. she used to keep her hair unkept, after all). his voice is so curt, and for some reason isn't used to it, so she immediately jolts - something she hasn't done in years, and yet still happens so suddenly and naturally. [break][break]

"i-i--" her brows tent, slightly, as her hand is pulled closer to her torso, and her fingers tremble at the abrupt pull. she's made him mad, hadn't she? she imagines so, because he never acts this way, but how did she act towards him? when she searches her memories, she remembers their interactions, and recalls his demeanour, but she can't remember anything about herself. what did she say? how did he know her? [break][break]

there are unfamiliar pokeballs on her belt, and the confusion is starting to make things become fuzzy. who were these pokemon? [break][break]

he's asking her something, what was he asking? focus, wendy. focus. [break][break]

"w-what? i'm sorry..! i'm just--" confused, frazzled. she sees the image of a woman, a reflection, she thinks, who follows her movements as she raises her other hand to her head, to the side that isn't deleted. when her fingers run through her hair, she's immediately jumping back in shock. that's not her in her reflection. that can't be her. she has.. so many questions, and not enough answers. she doesn't have enough time to ask. [break][break]

"i-i could ask you the same?" now she's furrowing her brows, slightly, cautiously, hesitantly, when she raises her tone to ask. "y-you're not usually like this-- and i'm just acting like i always am?" isn't that right? she's just acting as she always does. what confuses her is the woman in the reflection, and there's still disbelief and unfamiliarity when she glances back down.

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𓆙 she's panicking she's a mess
[break]𓆙 profusely apologizing for grabbing Leonidas Stone
[break]𓆙 doesn't recognize her doppleganger
[break]𓆙 gradual frustration because she can't remember her normal demeanour
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𓆙 marisol's memories of reformation are gonezo. she's lost her apathy.
[break]𓆙 wendy's back and making a cameo here we go
[break]𓆙 and because of that, she's absolutely terrified of people she recognizes. Specifically Gavin.
[break]𓆙 slightly panicked because her emotional support sylveon isn't there
[break]𓆙 ignoring the fighting and noping the heck outta there
[break]𓆙 walking down terminal 4: past

cyberchase conundrum

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Regardless of Razz Kingsman 's response, Skyler would find herself at the mercy of yet another scan.

Like ripples in a windless lake, cold tickles up the length of her spine to grasp at the edge of wintery eyes. Warmth is ripped away, and it its place remains only a surface of cold, finely whetted steel.

Beneath her, the clone straightens up with stubborn, protective resolve and looks to angelo vestri and Razz Kingsman -  the sight of it echoing in the void left behind.

A tickle in her left eye would prelude the loss of data - and the loss of the whole eyeball. Aqua Rings immediately erupt around her in an attempt either to heal or to form a watery replacement.

The afterglow still surrounds her when shouts catch her attention, and Skyler turns to watch FERNANDO SILPH , Lulu Flint , Katherine Fairburne , Cillian Quinn , Eris Halla and others only long enough to cement the opinion that she wouldn't get anything for stepping in - except, perhaps, amusement. So she doesn't.

Everyone could be a monster, given the right reason. Everyone could be a god, given the right power. And being able to dish out death didn’t instill you with anything that a particularly determined Ducklett wouldn’t also be privy to.

"You comin'?" While the words are thrown over her shoulder carelessly, her eyes are roaming the paths ahead. "Better keep up."

While she might've said this in jest in the past, especially to angelo vestri , Skyler doesn't wait for anyone else - nor does she bother making sure of their well-being - before stalking past most of the confusion and heading into TERMINAL: 05. PRESENT.

Not looking back once.

TLDR;
- skyler's pokemon lost their abilities
- skyler loses one of her core characteristics: her loyalty
- loses her left eye and attempts to replace it with aqua rings
- forgets about her childhood and her family (sorry, mr. dross)
- watches the conflict with amusement
- walks into TERMINAL: 05. PRESENT.

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