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Meg scowled at Monique as he listened to her story, at first his expression leading one to believe he didn't buy it one bit. Larrie however seemed enthralled and interested, hanging onto her every word. Once Monique was finished Meg let out a heavy sigh and smiled, flashing that signature Sub grin. "Ultra Space, huh? What are the odds that your sister would stumble into a reality with a Team Snagem that is aware of the greater multiverse." And laughed, then looked at Sundaria. "BLK informed me he sensed Ultra Energy emitting from you, I take it you a native to Ultra Space in some way, it would explain your strange hybridism. Are you a hybrid of some sort of Ultra Beast? We have only encountered two but I'm certain there are plenty of others." Meg explained.

"As for your sister..." Meg said, turning his attention back to Monique. "I'm sure we can help you track her down, we certainly have the technology and connections. It's not like Fallers are hard to track down, if you know what you're looking for. You guys are like giant neon signs, if you got the right eyes."

"BLK? Well, add yet another color to the names of Snagem's AI..." Crystal chuckled a bit before replying to Meg. "Ultra Beast, huh... Maybe by some definition, yes, I am a hybrid of an Ultra Beast. We both can survive in Ultra Space, so..." She'd shrug before continuing. "However, specifically, I'm a hybrid of a Solgaleo. We... Well, the entire Cosmog line can tear open Ultra Wormholes, just in various levels of control." She pulled out her hand and flexed the fingers, staring at her golden fingernails. "Hm... Curious, what other hybrids have you encountered?" Her thoughts went back to Clare, and was curious how often she wound up bouncing around realities. She was highly skeptical, but stranger things have happened. Almost without realizing it, she went into her backpack and took out her notebook and a pen, bringing the writing device to her lips as her thoughts began to swirl and race. She was going to have to get all of these out eventually, and probably sooner rather than later.

"But yes, we should be able to scan for your sister easily enough. If she is anywhere I'd wager here in Goldenrod City, considering a wormhole had opened up above the city just days ago. We thought it weird an Ultra Beast wasn't spotted and figured nothing came through, now we know what exactly did." Meg said to Monique before turning towards the door behind the counter. "Now then, care to check out our headquarters?" He said, opening the door and gesturing for them to enter.

She was a bit unnerved at what was on the other side of the door. There wasn't much here. It looked a little like the side store room at Sub Rosa. That alone made the Zoroark nervous. She crossed her arms and watched as Crystal plus the others filed in. The news of the Ultra Wormhole had her attention. There was a flicker of hope. If it didn't involve chugging venom.

Meg smiled at Crystal as he entered behind her, amused by her theories. Once the door shut, without Larrie who would stay behind to 'run' their front business, Meg took out his SNAG and tapped away at the screen a few times before the time room shook briefly followed by a few seconds of nothing and then all the suddenly they would be hit with the sensation of moving. The entire room was moving, like an elevator, except horizontally instead of vertically. Crystal was close to the secret but no dice.

"Takes about a minute before we arrive so with time to answer your question we have seen just one Ultra Beast hybrid, some strange Golbat-like hybrid but much more flashier, with golden-trim similar to yours. In fact they had the same galaxy brain...thing...as you." He said, poking at his own head for emphasis. "Related species I'm assuming?" The man inquired.

Eventually the room would stop moving and the wall on the far side of the room would slide down to reveal another wall, a metal one with a metal sliding door built into it, a small box-shaped console to the side of the door. Meg would approach this new wall and would tap his SNAG on the console causing it to slide open quickly and through the now open door he would step. Standing to the side he would wait for the other two to enter behind him, the door closing once they did.

Crystal and Monique would then find themselves standing in Snagem HQ, in fact, the Snagem HQ, theirs, this place looking way too similar to the headquarters in their own reality. The layout of the furniture in the common room was almost the same, the furnishing just different colors and patterns. There was a swinging door their right where the kitchen in their HQ was and on the far side of the room were a set of stairs and elevator, just like in theirs as well. It was eerie how similar they were. "So, whatcha think?" Meg asked with a smile.

Monique thought she'd seen a cool trick when the room moved sideways. But then it opened. And it was just uncanny.

It looked like her HQ. It had most of the same furniture, though in some different arrangements or colors. And yet she shuddered to think what might be in that fridge in the kitchen.

The Zoroark hybrid looked around, still taking in the sight. "It...feels like home, yet..." She saw Crystal furiously writing in her notepad and looked back at Meg, wondering what Foongus trip she was on.

Monique looked at Meg. "S—Meg, would it help me to explain where I come from...or at least where I _now_ come from...and you can figure out what's different about it? While we try and figure out where Kasumi is, of course?" The Solgaleo hybrid's comment about a slick of poison reminded Monique of her suit and also that they couldn't exactly stay here very long. They had a mission to do. And this place might actually be toxic to them.

The moment Monique sat down on one side of Meg, the real bizarre-ness began. Out came a Gardevoir with a garish mohawk-ish appearance, commanding a tray with three glasses of a yellow liquid. She'd gotten used to some new things like lemonade since leaving the Dome, but—

"Welcome, sir Meg, I sensed your approach and figured our guests would like a cool glass of ammonia."

The sheriff of New Po instinctively recoiled. Now she looked at the glasses as vessels of doom and death. Meg, though, didn't flinch, picking up one and starting to gulp it down. "Oh, thank you, Gardio. I don't think they'll be partaking in it though. Think you could get them some water?"

The request flustered Gardio visibly, and it took several more minutes before the Embrace Pokémon returned. "Here is your...water...I took some from the cleaning supplies."

Monique looked at Meg, an eyebrow arched. "First off... Do you have Water-type Pokémon then? Because we drink water and ammonia is straight up poisonous. I shudder to think what you do to the combination of bleach and ammonia. Like, what happens if there's a fire?"

While she said that, a different kind of concern started to form. What if Kasumi had been served venom and ammonia and died already? What if they didn't know how to treat her? If someone from here showed up at her doorstep, would pretty much anything in the Snagem pantry kill them? It made her squirm in her seat even more.

"...Seeing this makes me worry about my sister. Because if someone offered that to her like this, she might have been hurt."

Now Monique's head really was spinning. She squirmed uncomfortably in her chair, every word of Meg's making her realize that Kasumi was in real danger.

"Like, how are you able to breathe in our air? There is ammonia all around us. I understand her... Clearly her physiology would allow her to withstand most, if not all, different types of realities to go, along with her ability to travel through Ultra Space. But you, like me... you're not meant to do such a thing, so how are you not dead?"

Monique stared at Meg. "You knooow I'm a Zoroark, right?" She briefly took down her Illusion, showing the expansion suit she was wearing, only to bring it back up again. "This provides me at least some time here. But..." The sense of urgency was coming to the fore again. "What if Kasumi was given something of yours to drink and poisoned or watered or whatever you call it?" the sheriff added, panic wavering in the background of her voice. "Was she changed like I was when I went through Ultra Space?" Monique uneasily stood up. This world was wild, but she wasn't exactly here to see the sights. She wanted a souvenir, the only souvenir that mattered. She looked around at Crystal and back at Meg.