EXTRACTION #1

With FERNANDO SILPH

There were certainly stranger duos out there.

Probably.

"Let me handle the brunt of the radiation, Councilman." He said, tipping back his miner's hat as he released his miners of choice: Escavalier and Crustle. "In exchange— Do share, if you can."

As he stepped closer to the thrumming core of the chamber they stood in, goosebumps spreading over his skin as its pulses rippled through his chest, he shivered.

"I went on break right about the time we got out, so I'm a bit out of the loop where this place's concerned."He said, lining up his pickaxe with some tera shards. "What's our plans for this thing, beyond mining it for resources?"

EXTRACTION

RKS

HE DOESN’T HAVE TO TELL HIM TWICE. a chance to exist in this realm, without a sudden distortion of his own headspace, is a privilege he seldom gets. being able to compare the discrepancy will make future visits easier to stomach.

“how much do you remember about galar,” he ask under the sound of his drill.

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John Sullivan

EXTRACTION #1

With FERNANDO SILPH

Though the sound of heavy mining work is deafening, he could still make out what the councilman asked.

"Everything— No. Almost of everything. " He said, pausing after a swing of his pickaxe to frown. "It's all still clearer than anything I might've been doing before the Mission, at any rate."

He resumed smashing his pickaxe onto the ore vein, thinking he could see something under the tera shards.

"Hoooh... It's getting fuzzier by the day, though." He admitted, as he rested the pickaxe on his shoulder. "It's kinda worrying. Why do you ask, sir?"

EXTRACTION

RKS

“CURIOUS,” he says between the hum of his drill. “everyone seems to be remembering to a certain degree. of what they did and what they accomplished.”

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John Sullivan

EXTRACTION #1

With FERNANDO SILPH

"Some of us even made it our new personality." He said cheekily, hoisting his pickaxe over his shoulder.

His gaze was briefly drawn away from the man, narrowing as, once more, the bane of his existence returned.

"You again?" He sighed. Somehow, he could always tell when it was the same damn Nihilego.

He waved at it, trying to shoo it. As ever, it did not quite respond, simply hovering from a relatively safe distance away from their dig site, observing(?) them. Maybe he should bring this one to Eva Morales, sheesh.

"This thing's gonna be the end of me one of these days, I'm sure of it." He huffed, gripping back his pickaxe as he turned to the 'mineral' vein.

Best to not mind it much for now.

"So, which part's 'curious'?" He addressed the councilman again. "Is it the differing degrees of remembrance between folk?"

Not all memories of galar were equal. Some had forgotten their time there as soon as their eyes opeend. On the other end of the spectrum, some's memories were so vivid, they may as well have lost (or gained?) 20 years of their lives.

EXTRACTION

RKS

“THAT AMONG OTHER THINGS.”

the constant invasion of ultra beast proves uneasy at first. the fact that they mingle so close by is enough to put anyone on edge. after all, who hadn’t seen what they were capable of during the ultra beast war?

but as time passes and inaction holds true, the mind is able normalize just about anything. much like the constant ‘burr’ of his drill.

“and how people spent their time abroad.”

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John Sullivan

EXTRACTION #1

With FERNANDO SILPH

"Oh, yeah. It all looked so... real, huh?" He said, letting his pickaxe's head fall to the floor before leaning his weight onto it. "Dunno about you, but I went into the mission thinking that, whatever happened, it would be done and dusted by the end of the day."

Sootopolis, Dewford, Sea Hoenn, and several others— everything he had been through had been brief, if intense. Regardless of how badly things went, it was never too prolonged.

Even the Slateport occupation had gone by in the blink of an eye by comparison.

"And then, boom. 20 years have passed. I've spent most of my life in Galar and I can barely remember how I even got there anymore."

The league & rocket conflict had seemed rather inconsequential then, when they were all pretty sure this was just life now.

"I can't remember why I started studying medicine... but it was important." He said, brows furrowed as he stared at the ground. He was drawing blanks... names and faces were trying to come up, but his mind refused to remember.

Eventually, he just gave up, and laughed.

"Oh well! At least I didn't bother learning how to use a sword! Now those guys, I feel sorry for!"

Yup, he didn't waste his time on swords.

"... I learned to sculpt instead." He groaned, dropping his face onto his awaiting palm, rubbing his temples. "Years and callouses, waaasted!"

As he spoke, something began to form behind them, the ripple of Eternatus' core demanding their attention as a lumbering shape began to take form.

A... giant, multi armed, sword wielding statue of a faceless man with a crown.

"Oh come on!"

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• Battle a manifested trauma/memory.

EXTRACTION

RKS

“TIME IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT.”

he sheds no light on his own endeavors, well equipped to soak in information freely given. by the time his turn comes, the presence of an unwelcome force intrudes upon their mining. they’ve broken enough pieces off to make an acceptable return.

“battle routine set.”

a pokeball hold steady between flexed fingers. it reveals his GLALIE that immediately projects a PROTECT. the way it spins into materialization makes it the perfect shield.

“execute.”

once it finds its bearings, the shield crumbles, giving way to a copious amounts of aimed ICE SHARDS.

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John Sullivan

EXTRACTION #1

With FERNANDO SILPH

"I swear to god— I'll get more than one sentence out of you one of these days, Silph!" Proclaimed John as he commanded his Escavalier to ready for combat, the knightly bug turning on its heel before launching towards the faceless enemy.

A towering arm of blades crashed into Silph's shield with a resounding boom, the earth cavernous walls around them quaking in an ever so terrifying way. With stalactites of tera crystals falling around them, the possibility of a cave in seemed almost real.

But these were a living creature's innards. And as the world around them began to distort, images of their own planet beginning to smudge their way across the walls around them, John released a low hiss and gripped onto one of his temples, clicking his tongue.

"...! Urk! I think... OUP! Yup! Time's Up!" At least, as far as he was concerned. Whether Silph was ready or not, John was ready to skeedaddle out of there. "Let's get out of here!"

EXTRACTION

RKS

“…”

no further words need to be said. flee, with cargo they could, and in great haste. should some need to be abandoned, then so be it. for their livelihood is far more valuable then these rocks. not when they would be back again, undoubtedly for the same thing.

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John Sullivan