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“NOOOO!!!!”
“Quartz, don’t yell—“
“But this is terrible, Amethio!! We’re trapped in a weird alternate universe while our Exceed back home is doing who KNOWS WHAT—“
“It’ll be okay. We’ll get back before anything bad can happen.”
*sniffles* “Promise?”
“I promise.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
"If she needs anything, just say.
Also, call me Citrine."
“Thank you…Citrine.”
"Been doing anything fun?" He gets him a chair.
“Running. Constantly. And when we’re not doing that…it’s Tuesday.”
"It's Tuesday... Get in to trouble day."
“Basically. Though I guess it’s a bit more complicated than that. Back before all of this happened, I was an Explorer. Though you probably know that.”
“Quartz was against us. When she found the location of our base, she began to sneak through the vents and eavesdrop every week. It seemed random—but it quickly became clear she would do that every Tuesday, since she apparently had nothing better to do.”
“Now she does it just to bother Spinel. There’s potentially a bit of eavesdropping involved, but Rubina and Indy find her quickly—since she infiltrates the same time every week.”
"Has she tried changing up the times every so often?
How's this world been treating you?"
A snom was crawling on to Amethio's lap, squeaking softly.
“Better than ours, at least…but we still want to find our way back. The Rising Volt Tacklers can’t handle Exceed and the Explorers all on their own.”
"That bad? I was going to deal with my Spinel for those guys..."
“It’s…complicated.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
"If she needs anything, just say.
Also, call me Citrine."
“Thank you…Citrine.”
"Been doing anything fun?" He gets him a chair.
“Running. Constantly. And when we’re not doing that…it’s Tuesday.”
"It's Tuesday... Get in to trouble day."
“Basically. Though I guess it’s a bit more complicated than that. Back before all of this happened, I was an Explorer. Though you probably know that.”
“Quartz was against us. When she found the location of our base, she began to sneak through the vents and eavesdrop every week. It seemed random—but it quickly became clear she would do that every Tuesday, since she apparently had nothing better to do.”
“Now she does it just to bother Spinel. There’s potentially a bit of eavesdropping involved, but Rubina and Indy find her quickly—since she infiltrates the same time every week.”
"Has she tried changing up the times every so often?
How's this world been treating you?"
A snom was crawling on to Amethio's lap, squeaking softly.
“Better than ours, at least…but we still want to find our way back. The Rising Volt Tacklers can’t handle Exceed and the Explorers all on their own.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
"If she needs anything, just say.
Also, call me Citrine."
“Thank you…Citrine.”
"Been doing anything fun?" He gets him a chair.
“Running. Constantly. And when we’re not doing that…it’s Tuesday.”
"It's Tuesday... Get in to trouble day."
“Basically. Though I guess it’s a bit more complicated than that. Back before all of this happened, I was an Explorer. Though you probably know that.”
“Quartz was against us. When she found the location of our base, she began to sneak through the vents and eavesdrop every week. It seemed random—but it quickly became clear she would do that every Tuesday, since she apparently had nothing better to do.”
“Now she does it just to bother Spinel. There’s potentially a bit of eavesdropping involved, but Rubina and Indy find her quickly—since she infiltrates the same time every week.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
"If she needs anything, just say.
Also, call me Citrine."
“Thank you…Citrine.”
"Been doing anything fun?" He gets him a chair.
“Running. Constantly. And when we’re not doing that…it’s Tuesday.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
"If she needs anything, just say.
Also, call me Citrine."
“Thank you…Citrine.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
"Aye."
She hands him the bottles of cold water.
"The ice pack is ready for your friend." He walks up to them and kneels down. "Here."
(Amethio nodded.)
“Thank you, sir.”
(He took the ice pack and placed it behind Quartz’s head.)
“At least you don’t need stitches this time…she does this a lot.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
"Don't worry about it." He opens up a new box of gel ice packs. "It will take a moment to freeze. Mimi."
He calls to a Mimikyu who was heading to the fridge already.
“I assume that’s your Pokemon?”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
"Need some ice?" He starts standing up. "I have some water bottles you can have."
“Thank you…again, I’m sorry about this…”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
"You think I live here?"
(Quartz just laid there and looked at the ceiling.)
“In this world? I would’ve assumed so. Also sorry about her—she most likely has a concussion—but she’s fine.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
"You too, huh. Whelp, not the first ones."
(Quartz attempted to sit up and failed miserably.)
“…we aren’t?”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
"Look like my rival.
What are you two doing?"
“It’s…Tuesday…”
“Ignore her. We seem to be stuck in an alternate universe different to our own…and her solution to that was sneaking through this Exceed’s vents.”
“Because…it’s Tuesday…”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
"No. I'm just not Friede." He throws his ramen cup in the trash.
"Amethio..."
“…how do you know my—never mind. Frankly, I’m not surprised anymore.”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
"No, not Friede."
“…you certainly look like him.”
(Quartz managed to free herself from the dangerous weapon that was Amethio’s elbow. She was still on the ground however. It would take her a bit to recover from a ten-foot-tall drop straight onto tile.)
(She continued to try and catch her breath, having had the wind knocked out of her by her hard landing.)
“…did you get….hit on the head? Encounter a…Beheeyem in an alleyway…or something…?”
Quartz, WHAT ARE YOU DOING—
Doing what I always do. It’s Tuesday.
We’re not in our own universe, you can’t just sneak through some random Exceed’s vents!
Oh please, what’s the worst that can happen—
*CLANG*
AAAAAH!!!
(Two teenagers fall from the ceiling into someone’s lab after trying (and failing) to be sneaky about it.)
He turns to look at the heap on humans on the floor, even salamence had be risen from her slumber from the noise.
Citrine was in the middle of eat lunch, slurping up his noodles as he stares at them.
“…F-Friede?”
“A-Amethio…your elbow’s about to kill me.”
Sailor is staring at her, the ceruledge is not sure if she knows her from somewhere.
@captain-amethio
“…hm?”
(This certainly isn’t Amethio’s Ceruledge…it’s back in the cave helping him cook lunch.)
(Her Armarouge stands protectively in front of her trainer.)
“A bit.”
“Most of the time, anyways…”
"Thought so..."
Sailor was holding out one of her scarves to Armarouge and then Ceruledge.
(Quartz decided to stay silent, still holding onto her arm.)
(Both of the Pokemon were confused—Armarouge shied away behind Ceruledge, somewhat freaked out.)
“…what’s your Ceruledge doing, exactly?”
"She does this when she wants to make friends. It's a new habit. A tiny charcadet liked one so much she gave it to them. Sailor wants to know if they would also like accessories."
(Both of them looked over to see both of their Pokemon freaking out about the scarves—Ceruledge protected Armarouge while the latter swatted at the fabric in a feeble attempt to keep it away.)
“…I think they’re good.”
Sailor drops her arm, looking a little upset.
"It's okay. I'm sure your other friends would like them. Taste in fashion is subjective."
Sailor puts the scarf away, somehow... before hiding behind him slightly.
“Sorry about that…they’re just suspicious of a lot of things.”
"That's alright... We were too when we first got here..." He pets his Ceruledge.
"Since with how odd everything is, we've decided to pass the time with contests."
“I’ve heard of those. I know I wanted to do some with Eevee in Kalos before she…a-anyways, I’ve heard of them. I haven’t done any, though.”
"It's more of an excuse that allows Sailor to dress up more... Would you like to try?"
“No thanks…Armarouge would kill me.”
“We should really be going soon…good luck on getting home.”
"I won't keep you then." He pulls out his phone.
"Take my number, if you need anything, just let me know. Or my...our... sisters."
He won't explain, they can figure out those two on their own.
“Thanks.”
“Good luck, Amethio.”
(They left the cabin, their Pokemon close behind.)
Sailor is staring at her, the ceruledge is not sure if she knows her from somewhere.
@captain-amethio
“…hm?”
(This certainly isn’t Amethio’s Ceruledge…it’s back in the cave helping him cook lunch.)
(Her Armarouge stands protectively in front of her trainer.)
“A bit.”
“Most of the time, anyways…”
"Thought so..."
Sailor was holding out one of her scarves to Armarouge and then Ceruledge.
(Quartz decided to stay silent, still holding onto her arm.)
(Both of the Pokemon were confused—Armarouge shied away behind Ceruledge, somewhat freaked out.)
“…what’s your Ceruledge doing, exactly?”
"She does this when she wants to make friends. It's a new habit. A tiny charcadet liked one so much she gave it to them. Sailor wants to know if they would also like accessories."
(Both of them looked over to see both of their Pokemon freaking out about the scarves—Ceruledge protected Armarouge while the latter swatted at the fabric in a feeble attempt to keep it away.)
“…I think they’re good.”
Sailor drops her arm, looking a little upset.
"It's okay. I'm sure your other friends would like them. Taste in fashion is subjective."
Sailor puts the scarf away, somehow... before hiding behind him slightly.
“Sorry about that…they’re just suspicious of a lot of things.”
"That's alright... We were too when we first got here..." He pets his Ceruledge.
"Since with how odd everything is, we've decided to pass the time with contests."
“I’ve heard of those. I know I wanted to do some with Eevee in Kalos before she…a-anyways, I’ve heard of them. I haven’t done any, though.”
"It's more of an excuse that allows Sailor to dress up more... Would you like to try?"
“No thanks…Armarouge would kill me.”
“We should really be going soon…good luck on getting home.”
