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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2025 3:36 pm
Aile looked over at Darts, raising an eyebrow. The coin that had come out was an interesting looking one… and then the Gimmighoul came out. She never actually saw it in Kitakami, as she arrived after all of the festivities had gotten fully underway, so this guy was new to her. It certainly seemed a bit smaller to her than Poggle, though, its focus was in question to the woman. Once the coin rolled onto the warp panel, Aile raised her eyebrows, with the little greedy ghost Pokémon activating the warp panel. Once it returned, she sighed, then listened as Darts explained what he saw. “A closet… Hm. Now- Hey!” Her gaze would settle on the pint sized girl, leering as she regained her balance. "Lefty? Really? I'll show you my left..." Leslie would certainly feel the woman's left hand, a hard, solid smack from the animated prosthetic to the back of the Tink hybrid's head, before shaking her own. She looked around at everyone else and sighed, finally putting her thin socks and shoes back on. “Fine. Kaas, return for now. I’ve got a feeling you’ll be back out later.” Upon recalling the large bear, Aile would take a breath and step onto the pad herself. She’d rather have Kayvaan by her side as well, but it would probably take too much time to get him back at the moment. So, her partner this time would have to be Poggle. Still, not the worst of partners. She could just only have her big beaters.
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2025 5:27 pm
Atlantis_Darts "So SWIPE mentioned, corroborated by the recording of your own testimony." Cruxias acknowledges, not even flinching slightly as Monique talks about the world that she came from. "A faller, I believe was the term he used. Very poetic. L'orgueil précède la chute." He ambles towards the middle of the court room casually, not taking his bright blue eyes off of the Zoroark hybrid as he does so, seemingly keeping her in his gaze like he was afraid she might illusorily slip away in the moment. "So then, Miss Ka'ana'ana, one might conjecture, given that you gave me a specific year that sets your duration with the team, the invisible message you are attempting to give to the courtroom here is that you were uninvolved with the events and thus the charges facing Snagem prior to 2021. Would you say that is the case?" "I was not here to see Ein make his mess. But I am more than aware of the mess he made, and I am here to help Snagem clean it up." She looked around the room and back at the children in their collars. "Ein produced so much technology that... Ruined my world! Energy converters that unknown to us all spewed harmful gas. Technology that led to overbuilding. By the time I came around, only one Alolan island was livable and that's because they put a big dome on it to protect it. I never knew my dad because he died building it. And when Ultra Beasts came and shattered the Dome... It was over for us, and I wound up here." A pause. "The moment I first met SWIPE and they had collars... Cipher collars... I could not trust them. Every time I see one, I see signs of a future I want to stop. Or else everything you know will go up in toxic smog. Tapu willing, you won't have to know that pain." She gestured at the room, her hands raised. Satisfied, she let out a bit of a huff, a dead stare at Cruxias. "If you think I'd work with anyone who inflicted Cipher upon the world... Then you don't know what I've gone through or why I'm here. The portrait you paint doesn't match the Sub I know. It doesn't match the Snagem I know."
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2025 8:09 am
I facepalmed as Deo left the stand. I knew from my time in Paldea that the man was emotionally unstable, but lying to the court - even unintentionally - did NOT make this any easier for the rest of us. Then there was that business with the radio. Made me wonder if Absinthe was right to call him a pig. I couldn't help but glance at Chaos as I thought that, but the man was stone-faced. He wasn't even taking any enjoyment from watching Deo squirm. Either Absinthe was right and he'd gotten soft over the years, or something else was going on. It didn't help that I couldn't get a bead on this emotional state. Between Rala being in her ball, said ball not being in my personal space, and the absolutely stifling amount of teleport scramblers static-ing up the place, the only thing I COULD sense psychically was Rala. At least I knew exactly where she was, now.
Sub and Reno made it abundantly clear that the prosecution was at fault for setting Deo off, so I chose not to contemplate the matter further. Then Monique was called up. What was Cruxias's plan, here? Did Blizz's honestly stunning display leave him so far on the back foot that he had to attack the newest members of the team? And for what, to feel better about himself? ...eh, probably not that last one,. He seemed to take pity on Deo after the hybrid's display. As I tried to figure out what the prosecutor thought he was doing, I glanced over at Keiko and noticed that Yuna was looking at her. Keiko had curled up into a ball on her seat, and her head was laid on her knees, but give the angle, she was looking back at Yuna. Yuna had a tired smile on her face, and I got the feeling those two were communicating non-verbally somehow. Mabye it was instinct - Keiko was better at listening to that than I was, either due to her being a hybrid or due to me focusing on Psychic Channeling. Maybe a bit of both. As I watched them, I heard Serena's voice. How she slept through Libelle's crying was anybody's guess, but she was waking up now. She didn't seem very happy, either - and that estimation didn't come from emotion sensing. Serena was a far quieter child compared to Yuna. If she needed something, you had about two seconds to hear her. After that, she'd clam up. After Yuna, that took some serious getting used to, and that was the ONLY reason I had any inkling of what she was feeling. She wasn't acting normally, though - she was fidgeting a lot, she was making little sounds of discomfort with her voice, and her ears were curling and uncurling back and forth like crazy. She was even trying to stretch out her arms to cover them with her hands, but her arms weren't long enough for that. It was clear as day to me that she didn't enjoy listening to Libelle. To be honest, I couldn't blame her. I doubt anybody in the room liked hearing that.
I turned my gaze away from my children, but before I could put my focus back on the case, I overheard something Monique said. Cipher collars. My gaze turned back to Yuna, and the collar around her neck, and I immediately felt an anger that overwhelmed my esper ability. I had trouble containing it - Ein's work was around my little girl's neck, and I felt an urge to kill I hadn't felt since I came face to face iwth Lovrina the day Keiko was hybridized. My head was spinning -did SWIPE loot that tech from Realgam Tower or did they get it from the source? Maybe that was the explanation to all this. SWIPE were blaming us for working with Cipher to hide their own involvement with them. Maybe... no. I forced myself to calm down. It took some time, but eventually I was able to swallow that anger and replace it with the numbness I'd been using to conceal my emotions this whole time. I had to focus on the case, now more than ever. I already learned one crucial detail about what was going on, and if Cruxias was taking Reno's objection over relevance seriously, even more important information would come out soon.
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Absinthe stayed close to the group, but she wasn't paying attention to them or what they were talking about. The only thing she could think about right now was the fact that her father was in that courtroom. She was regretting coming out here at all, now. If she had just gone to the stupid case, she could have gotten some answers out of the old man, figured out what happened. Now, she was stuck out here doing whatever the rest of the people here were doing. "Dammit, focus," she growled under her breath. She couldn't do anything for Chaos out here. She had no idea what the plan out here even was, and moping bout what-ifs wasn't going to fix anything. She had to pay closer attention.
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