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Reno would raise an eyebrow in response to Aile's proclamations. "I'm not sure a quiver matters as much when you theoretically can make the arrows out of your left arm. So as much as some training with channeling is a benefit for me, legitimate training outside of it is just as valuable. Just matters how creative you can get with the applications for it." Reno said, giving a few half-handed gestures before looking down and remembering his current lack of left arm. And then hearing Aile's quip, a smile crept across Reno's face. Spinning on his heel, he would defiantly point towards Aile. "I KNEW YOU WERE GONNA BE STEALING MY STEEZ! THE SECOND MY ARM BLEW UP, THERE YOU WERE WITH YOUR OWN FANCY NEW ARM!" Reno shouted, visibly holding back laughter as he attempted to continue on his tirade before simply just bursting out into laughter.

"Don't have to tell me twice," Aden said, knowing good and well he wouldn't be getting out of the bed easily right now. After Doc left the room, he'd look to Sol and Tristen. "There's still one question, though. Doc was saying about feeling some kind of pressure from me that hasn't improved?"

"I'm not sure if Tristen can feel it or not, but after Reno brought you to HQ, Doc and I could sense a mild amount of pressure building up around you, similar to what Blizzard and I let off. We think it might be related to how you've, as he put it, burned yourself out and we're unsure if it's something that might lessen over time. For now, it won't do much good to worry about it if you can help it. There's other things I should attend to myself, but I won't be far. If nothing else, I'm sure it'll be a weight off Sub's shoulders too. He's been worried sick about the both of you, so he'll gld to know both of you are awake."

Giving a nod to Aden and Tristen, he'd take his leave from the medlab too. At least some of his worries were at ease, even as others threatened to crop up.

As for Aden himself, he'd let himself fully lay back down with a groan, no more sure what to do now than Tristen probably was. Sure, he lived to tell the tale about the Ziton, but if this was the cost, he hoped there wouldn't be a second round with it any time soon.

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In those few seconds, Cera was pretty sure that this was the day that her soul might soon be ripped to shreds and curiosity might just, in fact, kill the cat(s). A relieved sigh came with Darts' laugh, letting herself ease up with the knowledge that she was safe. Maybe.

"...What, and see what the newest way to tell us off is? I saw enough of those and kids asking to catch me after learning I actually have a space for mail," she said after a moment. "And if I see another coupon about Pokemon kibble that's barely formulated for a Growlithe pup, I'm gonna go learn Flamethrower from one so I can burn them myself. The folder Apolla opened had what she said, though. Lots of geographical maps and seismographs, at least for Agate Village. I'm guessing even more in the others, but I don't know what's going on over there to need that kind of data. I don't know what any of it means, so things seemed... normal?"

Questions on questions, Darts tilts his head lightly back and forth as he reads the large scroll over again, sighing as he decides how much to tell them and how. "This," He says, rolling the scroll up and hefting it slightly before putting it in his inner jacket pocket, the garment reaching a couple of friendly-looking tendrils out from the inside to gather it and stash it away safely. "Is a summons from the Dragon Clan, a Master Mission for myself. Sounds like they have some kind of meteor they need me to gather...? Take care of...? I don't know, it's pretty usual fetch work for an Initiate. Shouldn't be as big as some of the other stuff they've sent me off on. As for the seismic activity..." The hybrid paused, weighing his words slightly as he tilted his head back and forth again. "I went to Orre at Sub's behest to go find something. I had a feeling that seismic activity would help me go and hunt it down, but.... I had to run off from the academy without being able to come back and get any of this stuff." Pretty clearly the gambler was dancing around the subject, avoiding talking about something in particular.

Jezebel walks sluggishly into the kitchen with her Vulpix, Cayenne closely in tow.
Walking over to the fridge she finds some leftover soup. Placing it on the counter she goes in search of a bowl and cutlery while also savaging for any type of crackers.

Upon find all the components to assemble a meal; she goes to sit down at the table.

Cayenne started a vocalize protest in wanting something to eat as well.
Jezebel gets up and grabs some assortment of spicey berries.

"Here you go little one; my apologies. In my daze i was not thinking clearly."

The two sat in brief silence while eating

Odd found himself wandering into the kitchen with A'Capella leading the way. She was outfitted with a harness that had a solid handle attached, making it easier for the Ghost Channeler to move around. "You're better at this than I expected you would be." Odd told the large feline with a small smile. "And to be honest... It feels a lot less like coddling than what Lykas was doing after we got back." He admitted with a small sigh. Swiveling his head toward the table, he cocked his head to the side a bit. "There's a soul I haven't sensed in quite a while." He noted, walking toward the table. He got a bit ahead of himself and crashed into the kitchen table, grunting softly as he rubbed at lower stomach, where he'd smashed into it. "Ow.... Still getting used to that." He muttered to himself as he felt around for a chair. "Jezebel, right?" He asked the woman at the table once he found a chair and made sure it was facing the correct direction, taking a seat in it.

She'd find Odd's face to be badly wounded since the last time she might have seen him, granted she actually had seen him before, his once-crimson eyes now a faded pink from damage that had stolen his stolen his sight.

"Mrow!" A'Capella mewled in greeting, sniffing at Cayenne for a moment before the Liepard found a seat next to Odd.

Brian looked up as someone walked in, a Castform and another Pokemon he didn't recognize right away following her. He pulled up the 'dex function on his SNAG, but before he could actually look up the little Fairy-type, Amber spoke up. "That's a Milcery, I believe," she said. "If I'm not mistaken, those are native to Galar, aren't they?" Rachel turned to look and nodded. "I believe so, though I've heard they're found in a few places in Paldea, as well," she said.

At the question of cooking, Brian stood up and made his way over. "I'll help out," he said. "Last time I made anything was in Paldea, so this should be fun. I'm Brian, by the way."

Odd nodded quietly as Jezebel greeted and introduced herself properly to himself and Deo, who he had only just realized he hadn't greeted due to his surprise at seeing Jezebel. Once she had had her moment, he reached out toward where he had heard her set the items she'd presented down, feeling for them. "Got any in there that are good for Ghost-types?" He asked curiously. "Maybe I'll get lucky and you'll have discovered a miracle cure for blindness while you were experimenting with these?" He joked, thought it was, admittedly, a bit of a hollow laugh. He was still not quite comfortable addressing his new disability quite so directly but ignoring it would only make his distaste for doing so grow worse the longer it went on, he knew.

"As for a battle, yes and no." He replied, reaching down and offering A'Capella soft scratches behind her ears. "We went to Paldea for a short vacation and wound up being coerced into attending the local boarding school for a bit. The tail-end of our stay involved an attack on the school by some local bullies and I got caught up in a bit of self-inflicted friendly fire while helping to deal with them, to explain in the simplest terms." He explained in as little detail as he could. Probably best to keep it simple for the moment. Jezebel could find the full details of the mission in GRAY's archives later, if she needed or wanted to find out what she'd missed. The Channeler was fully aware GRAY kept detailed records of every event that went down within the team, as best he could, at least.

"By way, good morning, Deo." He greeted the large hybrid with a small wave. The hybrid's soul was equally as large as his physical form, if Odd had to guess, the pop of color that told him Deo was present seeming to take up a much larger space within the empty void of his vision than Jezebel did. It was at that point he would finally take notice of several other pops he had somehow missed. "Jeez... I must have been surprised to see you in here." He joked at Jezebel's expense, laughing softly. "How did I miss so many people in here?" He wondered aloud.

"Mrow?" A'Capella questioned. That was a very good question. She'd been focused on making sure her human didn't crash into anyone or anything so she hadn't really seen how many people there were, either, just that none of them got in the way. "Mrrrrr." She purred loudly as Odd continued scratching at her ears, laying her chin on his thigh as he did.

He'd offer a wave to Keiko and Abbey as they entered the room. "Oh! Lykas is finally letting me walk around on my own." He informed the Lopunny hybrid, pointing to A'Capella at his feet. "On the condition she comes along as my new guide Pokemon."

"Mrow! A'Capella chirped, perking up and appearing "on duty" like a responsible service cat.

"That's great news!" Keiko cheered, happy that Odd wasn't sulking due to his new disability anymore. Upon mention of a guide Pokemon, she noticed A'Capella and gave the Liepard a gentle rub between the ears. "You're doing good work. Take good care of him, okay?"

"Good to see you back on your feet," Absinthe smirked at Odd. She wasn't as close to Odd as Keiko and I were, but she knew he was in a relationship with Big Brother Lykas, so she saw him as a decent brother-in-law. Though, to be fair, she hadn't really taken the time to get to know him - it had been a while since she talked with Lykas, too, for that matter. Her attention was quickly grabbed by Deo, though. "Curly one hundred percent! Love me some spicy curly fries!" she cheered, letting her freak flag for spice fly. Despite being a teenage girl, Abby could down food so spicy it could bring grown men to tears.

"Yuna's fine," Keiko spoke up, turning her focus to Deo. "She woke up hungry, so she's already been fed. Terashi offered to watch her so I could get a workout in before breakfast," the Lopunny explained. Her gaze would shift again, however, landing on a face she hadn't seen in a long time. "Jezebel?" she asked, unsure if she recognized the human woman correctly. She hadn't seen Jezebel in forever, and a LOT had happened since the last time they talked.