COOL, COOL, COOL

kyle and uriah

the doctor shakes her head. she is quick to explain that the reports of horrors residing within the mist are not characteristic of the interdream zone. perhaps, it is the result of people's inner desires twisting as they are communicated. once expressed, the realm can do with the desire whatever it would like and the chance of miscommunication rises with every foggy second. a game of interdimensional telephone.

however, kyle's alternative posits an interesting angle. she scoops a pen from her desk and taps it on her chin. "that may be possible. the unown are similar in a fashion to the interdream zone, for my research suggests they are able to manifest a subject's desires within their own dimension. it would not be a stretch of the imagination to assume that the unown could do the opposite." she thinks, almost to herself. her chair spins a complete 360 degrees.

pointing her pen at uriah and his tinfoil hat, she laughs.

"hoenn is on the world stage, silly! global news outlets have their eyes glued on this region like it's sex." dr. holo says.

but unbeknownst to uriah and kyle, there are other eyes waiting. watching. from all corners of the world and space itself.

kyle lopez URIAH BLACK

IT STARTS AT MIDNIGHT

AN EPILOGUE

WHEN A SCHEDULED KNOCK ARRIVES, the door to the rocket boss’ chamber opens. a cheeky grin lights up the doorway, unafraid of the shadows cast by myths of the elusive walsh.

“i’m back from kanto, boss, did’ja miss me?”

the quiet jangle of a MEGA BRACELET cuffs against his left wrist. an UNUSUAL CHARM is tied to the steel accessory. it gleams with a soft glow, the least pronounced out of those gathered.

“how are the kiddos? it’s been a while since i’ve seen my little darlings.”

their conversation ends as quickly as it had begun.

REWARDS

Martín del Mar priam conrad Katherine Fairburne
Eris Halla Summer Atreides Serena Malcolm
Locke Jamison Hideo Kino maverick noah ryder

THE BIG BOY BOSS

TEMP RARARIE X DECLAN WALSH

THE ROCKET BOSS DOES NOT STIR. His tailored figure is placid. Calm. The sharp angles of his collar, his eyes, and poise communicate his solemnities for them.

Still, nothing indicates bother or contempt. He expresses as much: "That is fine." The boss leaves his seat after much thought, turning the corner to examine the Shinx more closely.

"But you can't keep feeling bad for it. After all, this Shinx is now conscripted to Rocket's services." He snaps a glance to Temp, examining incoming reaction and answer.

Tempest Quinn

POWER

lulu flint x jules cotillard

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"because my people were running out of energy. our world is dying—no, certainly dead by now."

jules' words feel trampled on. as if they were bulldozed and flattened over and over, folded in on themselves like compacted sand until the truth oozes out like gritty rainwater.

"this world. this region. it is easy to detect. it has its mouth against ultra space and it screams."

the megalopolan says, matching the other's smile with one of his own. the darkness of his cell pools in the sullen valleys of his pale blue face.

"during my time here, i knew how to have my personal fun too. experimenting. passing down my knowlege as i suppressed my appetite like the good scientist i am."

Lulu Flint

THE BIG BOY BOSS

TEMP RARARIE X DECLAN WALSH

WHEN TEMP LETS IT SLIP that a ceremony is inevitable, Declan too, lets his surprise slip through his expression. He raises a brow— but it is the lightest arch. Far from stern skepticism or criticism. One that is soft and altogether happy for the other.

"I did." Declan says about the report. He kneads his gloved fingers together- but they do not wrinkle. "I must ask, so why did you keep her?"

A glance scrapes across the Shinx's gold fur before cycling back to Temp.

Tempest Quinn

COOL, COOL, COOL

kyle and uriah

to kyle, dr. holo answers:

"according to my studies, the interdream zone is one of many dimensions in this universe. the liminal space between dreams and reality! sure. one could make a comparison to darkrai and its nightmarish abilities."

to uriah, she explains:

"nothing causes the interdream zone. the interdream zone has always existed. the only working theory we have is that the litleonid impact somehow breached the dimensional boundaries and smashed them right open."

she shrugs.

"considering hoenn's history of ultra wormholes and dimensional instability, i think it's safe to say no one 'caused' it. instead, it's a natural consequence, don't you think?"

crossing her arms now, the chair creaking as her back presses deeper into its groove, she says:

"whatever is happening in this region is a magnet for all things. metaphorically. literally. this region is pulling things from the sky for goodness sake. all eyes are on hoenn. not just rocket's."

kyle lopez URIAH BLACK

THE BIG BOY BOSS

TEMP RARARIE X DECLAN WALSH

THE DOOR OPENS WITHOUT PAUSE. Though, declan remains behind his desk, having moved nary an inch. He shuffles through correspondence and tucks it away into a drawer.

"i've got time." Walsh says. "do you require funds for your gym? an officiant for a wedding between you and merlino?"

The windows of his office open up to the dark din of the Cave of Origin. Not the greatest change from being submerged in Hoenn's depths— but it is a little less claustrophobic. A little more homey.

Tempest Quinn

POWER

lulu flint x jules cotillard

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"well isn't it my lucky day. they've given me some company." jules remains on the floor, legs straight out. arms shackled by the wrists. his mouth isn't covered; he is much too old to chomp his way out of here.

he smiles. it has been long since his wife had died. grief has changed into something else in the darkness of his solitary cell.

"what do you want?"

his kalosian dialect is absent, replaced by the sharp, crisp pronunciation of common word.

Lulu Flint

COOL, COOL, COOL

kyle and uriah

"two handsome men! i must've forgotten that it was my birthday!" dr. holo crosses her legs in her seat. despite the raised temperature, a smile remains unwavering on her face. the lab coat remains too, cast past her shoulders and tickling the feet of her chair.

she explains that the star soiree was supposed to be a celebration of the early litleonid shower. it is customary for mossdeep space center to hold this event every 14 or 15 years the comets come. however, the astronomers of mossdeep were busy—and still are—investigating why the litleonids arrived so quickly.

"after the impact event of the meteorite fragment, what we presume to be the interdream zone manifested. considering the dimensional phenomena occurring in hoenn, i believe the boundaries between planes were somehow broken or made traversable. either way, by the time we could commit to any action, people were drawn in by what they had seen." holo speaks calmly and quickly. there is little pause or peak of uhs or umms. she leans back in her chair, one arm slung against and past the frame. "anything else, officers?"

kyle lopez URIAH BLACK

FEY REPORT

bryan and priam

walsh laughs.

"i can offer my assistance, but ultimately my ability to help you is void." he says. "it is entirely up to xerneas. i do not make that choice."

he rests his chin on the valleys of his gloved fingers.

"even if you'd like to be our sacrificial battery, we would have no clue as to what a xerneas blessing would look like." he looks to priam, noting the silence without direct inquiry before angling his gaze toward bryan once more.

"if you are referring to shadow lugia and merlino. we simply cleared the creature's mental capacity. the avatarship that followed was a consequence of its bond with the man."

bryan delarosa priam conrad

FEY REPORT

bryan and priam

walsh nods along with each answer, his grey hair unmoving against the ghost of his skin.

"i'm impressed."

the boss says firmly. despite the pleasant feedback, his tone remains dark and stalwart like the umbral hue of his desk's wood.

"i am inclined to believe in elements of both of your theories. one: the tree must be protecting itself, whether it is xerneas itself or not, that is to be determined. second: the tree is indeed, learning. similar to an immune system."

he removes himself from his seat. black oxford shoes in polished miltankskin grace the circular rug.

"the tree or xerneas being unable to detect the guzzlord is a peculiar development. mayhap we can consider that it can not identify extradimensional beings."

bryan delarosa priam conrad

FEY REPORT

bryan and priam

walsh listens with his eyes closed. he holds his hands over each other like dripping icicles propped by strict elbows. each account is taken in like breath, each inhalation as sharp as a bisharp's blades.

"i appreciate the thorough reports, delarosa. conrad." the boss raises a silver eyebrow arched above gloved hands. "well rehearsed."

he stands up from his chair, shadow stretching from his black shoes.

"the tree has attacked you two and your pokemon. refused you two. conversely, a zarude-graft and a gabite revived to full vigor has revealed a tree in need." the boss leans over the desk, gloved finger pointing at the two.

"let's pose a question shall we? why do you believe the tree is attacking you? educated guesses only."

bryan delarosa priam conrad

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