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[attr="class","eris109"]Curiosity tempts her and she gently pulls the book over to take a closer look.[break][break]

"So, what got you interested in Hisuian history?" A moment to parse through the maps, tracing the details of places she's never been to. "Also... why would Hoenn have stuff from Hisui in their archives? It was in Sinnoh, no? And did no one from Sinnoh attempt to translate these books?"

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[attr="class","eris109"]Gentle is the glow of the fragmented hope she holds, but it is not her Polaris on this dark, unyielding night. As mist creeps in and glazes over the sky, she has to wonder if they are here to see her at her worst. If this is meant to be some kind of trial or another problem meant to add to the already large pile she's created.[break][break]

Never in her life does she expect to see a giant wolf armed with a sword, nor that the canid settles right beside her, pulling her in just like how Reiner would when he finds her at her lowest. And for a moment, her heart feels like it's been squeezed, compressed into a tiny, tiny thing that just can't seem to beat right.[break][break]

Shaky palms cover her eyes, press against them as if that might just stop the tears from flowing. That the sorrow in her eyes might just be contained if she holds on tight. He isn't here. None of them are here. They're all missing when she needs them the most. Even though they've told her they'd come running if she ever needed them.[break][break]

Does she even want them around? To see her in such a miserable state? To judge her for yet another mistake?[break][break]

Curling up does nothing to stem the bleeding of a wounded heart. She doesn't even fight back, no longer possesses the will to even try. And as the world crashes and presses down upon her, she chooses to hide, sinking into the warmth and silence that this fairy tale provides.

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[attr="class","eris109"]"What's Jubilife Village?" Another foreign name, another tilt of the head and more questions that surface. This time, Reiner shifts in closer, a wrinkle to his snout as he eyes Yuina.[break][break]

"Where did you get that book from?"

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It's like looking in a cracked mirror, reality ever so slightly distorted. The Mesprit that pops right out of her backpack, staring right at the Mesprit that curls around the shoulders of her other self. Whilst the red gem on Mes' forehead remains dull and cracked, theirs shines with a lucent perfection.[break][break]

"They needed our bodies before to manifest -"[break]
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Their hand reaches out, almost grabbing hers if not for Reiner pulling her away. A warning spark of electricity crackles towards them, only to be dispersed by a pink shimmer of energy.[break][break]

"What should we do -"[break]

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[attr="class","eris109"]"Do you think harvesting it is a good idea? That which holds the power to infect and corrupt?" A question posed without ever looking over. Some part of her doesn't wish to see the expressions that might cross Cass' face with regards to that.[break][break]

"That man has two Regis. One that destroyed Dewford, Regice. And the one that wrecked Petalburg, Regirock." Unlike the other two, Eris is far closer to scraping past the facade that this 'megalomaniac' puts up. Keenly in the know regarding his actions, having played a rather minor role in his road to achieving that which he desired. "He's no doubt looking for Registeel in Area Zero and the underground caves. And he won't stop until he's found Regidrago. As for Regieleki, I've seen that someone not affiliated with Rocket is in possession of it."[break][break]

All five titans, created in the image of the original gigantic.[break][break]

"We barely survived Regice's attack back in the forest. Thanks to the three." A slight tilt of her head towards Uxie and Azelf, gratitude peppered in her smile, with even some reserved in her heart for the last sibling. "They are able to fire beams of immense dynergy. While the red chains are capable of making them stop in their tracks for a moment, you'll still die if you aren't careful."[break][break]

A cold and brutal truth, but one that she must emphasise to the other two before they start getting ideas. Too bad she can't stop the other two from getting ideas about having their pokemon screech at suspicious looking rocks.[break][break]

Ah well.[break][break]

With a toss of a pokeball and a whistle, Eris watches as Luka leaps out in a flash of red swinging, ready to break down the obstacle with a Rock Smash.

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[attr="class","eris109"]As knights assigned a duty, Jack will not fail. An iron will stands between faltering blade and precious ward, holding strong even without Eris' aid. Pushing back to gain a bit of distance, she tosses one Doublade right at the Gallade and grasps the other with both hands.[break][break]

His commands reflect a fragment of her own, a cascading tap of her fingers around the handle breathing life into her knight. A dark red trickles down the blade, bleeding into an ominous darkness that peels and flickers at the edges. As the Gallade lunges once more, she takes one step forward and swings, a Night Slash carving through the air towards him.[break][break]

"What part of he isn't feeling well do you not understand?"

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[attr="class","eris109"]Touch. A sensation that grounds her to reality, that allows her to feel that gentle pulse and warmth. Something she so desperately craves, but falters and fails to reach back.[break][break]

"Some of them encourage me. And some of them curse me for it."[break][break]

When the people she loves are on two vastly different sides of the spectrum, how is she meant to be certain of herself? That she is who she is and not who they wish for her to be?[break][break]

"I... don't know if I've forgotten, or if I've just... changed after everything that's happened. Whether it's good, or it's bad. When I want to change for the better, I always make things worse."

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[attr="class","eris109"]"They're gonna test because one way or another, if Rocket weaponises it, the League can't afford to fall behind."[break][break]

The war of extradimensional threats meant nothing in the face of the immediate dangers breathing down their nexks.[break][break]

"So what is Celestica?" A group of people like the Draconids? A religion? A town? "How do you know so much about it?"[break][break]

Must've been quite the enigma if her mother failed to uncover even a hint to it in her many adventures and detailed logs.

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[attr="class","eris109"]A momentary silence and quiet blinking. That is the immediate answer Eddie receives for his description of his Copperajah, almost as if Eris were trying to process how he just called her both heavy and wide.[break][break]

"The initial blow sure, but this weather probably ain't gonna let up as long as its creator stands." Ushered close to the metal giant by Reiner, she pulls up her neck gaiter, puts on her goggles and looks to the approaching storm. Though it's impossible to make out much, she can most certainly feel the ground tremble. Still. Shudder. Still. Shake.[break][break]

"Its close."

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[attr="class","eris109"]A brief moment of observation, another to consider the options as she gingerly shakes out her wrists. Finally, her left foot slid back as she tries to imitate the stance.[break][break]

"Feels a little funky..." But she gets the concept behind it. More importantly, she's able to keep an eye on her opponent when she does so. "So I just..."[break][break]

Find balance, ground her senses. Like how she trains with Isaac and Razz. The weight that briefly presses on her left heel shoved forwards as she springs forwards, the defending flats of her Doublades turned onto the edges as she pulls and slashes in an X.

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