REVELATIONS

KILLIAN X WALSH

"it is an alien pokemon that presumably possesses potent powers beyond our current comprehension." the rocket boss says.

walsh does not react to killian's shift in tone.

"it would be human folly to assume we know the full breadth of its intentions. of its capacity for destruction. this is true of all pokemon."

although the submarine is stationed within the cave of origin, the lair's natural resonance reminds him of a dive deep into the sea.

"we are in hoenn, admin decker. a region that has faced the possibility of catastrophic geological change at the whims of pokemon throughout history... and that holds true even today." the rocket boss says. "i suggest we do not forget that."

Killian Decker

POWER

lulu flint x jules cotillard

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jules cackles, adam's apple bobbing underneath the blue membrane of his neck like some fat wurmple.

"my cell sounds much more appealing now." the scientist says after being briefed of the outside world. "truly, home is a state of mind. trust me, i, of all people, would know that."

he strokes his chin. pinched by his fingertips are the dark hairs that have long since grown toward his chest.

"in the past, we've been granted audience with them when an ultra wormholes are opened." the megalopolan says. "not frequently. not by invitation or desire. but by natural consequence, i presume."

he shrugs.

"now then, let us adjourn. i am quite tired. a brilliant mind such as myself requires ample rest and i do believe i've been quite generous with my knowledge."

Lulu Flint

REVELATIONS

KILLIAN X WALSH

"you believe so."

the rocket boss repeats. he lets the thought linger as if to allow the uncertainty to roll out underneath it like an old rug.

"is it gifting you its power?" walsh asks. "or is it using you instead?"

Killian Decker

LAKE REPORT

GAVIN X MARS X WALSH

THE ACCOUNT CARVES CONCERN into Walsh's face. Although this may all be fiction, a prophecy woven by Pokemon immemorial is not to be taken lightly. Still, the cryptic nature of their verses and the ambiguity of its figures hang in nondescript shapes like phantoms.

"then we will fortify the tree with more of us and our pokemon. expand the perimeter of trespass by another thirty feet. scouts can be stationed atop of the tree." The Rocket Boss states quickly. Deliberately. "ensure that Adrian Malcolm and his patron are offered our best protective services."

However, the drastic measures of mortals do little in the face of stubborn fate. While Hoenn's people shines bright with the miraculous light of crystablooms and illumination, others, like The Hatchery owner, close their doors. Board their windows. Hide away like Darkrai in the night.

Cillian Quinn Martín del Mar

THE BIG BOY BOSS

TEMP RARARIE X DECLAN WALSH

AN INTERESTING QUESTION. one that is seldom asked of him, for the stability of his superior station does not require prodding.

"i've seen much hurt, " in the boss' eyes, the colour of shinx's recall seems to flicker still, "dealt to the people in my life. the lack of care for the disenfranchised, disaffected youth as the league patted themselves on the back after every new city, every new monument, and every new tournament."

he shakes his head.

"rocket can change that. the league can not be reformed. it must be dismantled from the inside out."

Tempest Quinn

REVELATIONS

KILLIAN X WALSH

Walsh leans forth with each verse Killian reveals. Heavy with interest, the dark silver of his hair hangs past the firm lines of his face.

"Do tell me more." He says.

About Deoxys, the Rocket Boss offers little save for the retreading of old news.

"Only reports of what had transpired in Meteor Falls' warfront. An alien Pokemon emerging from a meteorite, a Megalopolan having some of their limbs absorbed by its flesh before the creature made its escape. How macabre."

Walsh tilts his head, still tied to Killian by his curiosity.

"Is it the same one?"

Killian Decker

POWER

lulu flint x jules cotillard

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the alien before her is always hungry. however, years of careful fasting, surgical dieting and patient fantasized gnashing have trained his appetite.

"not to a proficient degree."

still, he seems smug enough to elaborate.

"their natural habitat is their own dimension. should they venture into other planes, an apparent rare occurence i would note, they tend to stick to surfaces and remain sedentary like flies on a wall."

he rests his head back against the wall, returning to a past memory.

"we have seldom seen them in ultra space or ultra megalopolis, but we have seen them."

Lulu Flint

REVELATIONS

KILLIAN X WALSH

AS ALWAYS, DECLAN DOES NOT OPEN THE DOOR HIMSELF. Shadows take hold of the knob, turning it carefully before lashing away as the frame opens. He remains close to his desk. Standing, however, in the middle of spraying a desk plant with a squirtle-shaped squirt bottle.

"i am." The boss says. "and for what business do you make this visit?"

The doors close quick after Killian, should he enter. In this fanciful office, the stuffy air hangs above antique furniture. Old-fashioned desk legs. Ornate rugs.

Killian Decker

LAKE REPORT

GAVIN X MARS X WALSH

THE ROCKET BOSS REMAINS SET IN HIS STOICISM. No inclination of familiarity lights his face. No recognition manifests within his shape.

"the darkest day? and they have warned you about it?" walsh asks, his voice a low sweep under shadow. "what do you two make of it, then?"

he pauses, hearing Eris Halla' name under merlino's tongue.

"and is it only rocket that knows of this?"

Cillian Quinn Martín del Mar

THE BIG BOY BOSS

TEMP RARARIE X DECLAN WALSH

AND WHILE TEMP'S CANVAS IS MALLEABLE AND MOVING, Walsh's is precise and stiff. Each line purposeful. Each stroke singular and measured.

"if the shift in language is what it takes for you to handle this emotional matter, then i would adhere to it." his eyes hover high above the gym leader's moving thumbs. the shinx, most likely blinking from this close affection, is not looked upon by the boss.

"it is different. it is also survival." walsh says, seeing the sigh diffuse into the shadows. "when a man aims to strike you down, they will do so without sympathy, without hesitance. his pokemon will understand that too."

Tempest Quinn

POWER

lulu flint x jules cotillard

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jules is satiated by the answer and promise of food. however, behind the cage of his smile, he wonders if his answers will be deemed cooperative enough.

"intriguing. i will say outright that i possess no clue as to what this triad is, but what i can say is that the shiny machines are not mine."

he runs his tongue across his teeth, taking note of every ridge. every edge.

"i simply modified them. with my own brilliance, in fact. modified them to help create wormholes." by now, jules's grin is the brightest thing in the dingy cell. "i suppose i've started something akin to that of a technological revolution if others are tampering existing tech for similar reasons."

Lulu Flint

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"a third party wouldn't be far-fetched at all. whatever that third party may be."

dr. holo says, tapping her pen back onto her chin. her chair spins like a circling planet.

"reports about these attackers said they came from the interdream zone itself, or at least, were within it too. i wouldn't rule out the possibility that they came from there."

she hums, cycling back to the mention of avatars. ordinary mortals bestowed the powers of legendary patrons. a phenomena that has been rumored to manifest when the world's fate is threatened itself.

"people are afraid of avatars. pokemon are terrifying creatures. i can see why extremists may want to eliminate them, as awful as that may be." she sighs. "my sincerest apologies, but i must get back to my work now. too many emails, so little time." waving her hand, she spins her chair back to her computer.

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