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[Time Eater] I know why you're here. I can sense it in you.
Who: Cyrus and whoever else
What: Time Eater
Where: Reliving the time from the creation of the Red Chain to his defeat on Mt Coronet
When: Two and a half years ago
When Cyrus opened his eyes, the dark void was gone. Thankfully, since the last time he'd been sucked into a void had been when that shadowy pokémon had abducted him.
But now he was faced with a place that seemed to be the antithesis of that void. An empty white chasm, spreading out everywhere, with no boarders and nothing dividing the land and sky.
He took a step, and another, to ensure that the ground was relatively level, but even so, he walked with a shuffling pace so as not to encounter any sudden pits.
There were things in view, as he drew closer. Golden doors, each with a symbol upon them, and a void of its own.
Passing a door that bore the likeness of a distant region, he was greeted by a floating musical note that immediately fled. Perhaps it was sentient; he had certainly seen stranger things. "Crobat, retrieve."
The bat burst forth and soared at the note, but rather than be caught, the note burst into a message.
Cyrus had obtained "Song--Ride On Lapras", a title he remembered had been popular in the years before his birth. He wasn't entirely sure *how* he obtained this piece, but the message vanished after a moment.
The doors continued, and the two went along the row in silence until one symbol stood out.
A door emblazoned with the unmistakable Red Chain.
What: Time Eater
Where: Reliving the time from the creation of the Red Chain to his defeat on Mt Coronet
When: Two and a half years ago
When Cyrus opened his eyes, the dark void was gone. Thankfully, since the last time he'd been sucked into a void had been when that shadowy pokémon had abducted him.
But now he was faced with a place that seemed to be the antithesis of that void. An empty white chasm, spreading out everywhere, with no boarders and nothing dividing the land and sky.
He took a step, and another, to ensure that the ground was relatively level, but even so, he walked with a shuffling pace so as not to encounter any sudden pits.
There were things in view, as he drew closer. Golden doors, each with a symbol upon them, and a void of its own.
Passing a door that bore the likeness of a distant region, he was greeted by a floating musical note that immediately fled. Perhaps it was sentient; he had certainly seen stranger things. "Crobat, retrieve."
The bat burst forth and soared at the note, but rather than be caught, the note burst into a message.
Cyrus had obtained "Song--Ride On Lapras", a title he remembered had been popular in the years before his birth. He wasn't entirely sure *how* he obtained this piece, but the message vanished after a moment.
The doors continued, and the two went along the row in silence until one symbol stood out.
A door emblazoned with the unmistakable Red Chain.
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
"How should I know?! I just woke up here," he grumbled, his eyes darting about the room with a hint of curiosity. He looked back to his company, questions boiling up in his mind: about this place, about where he was just before, and why he appeared here right afterwards. What were the connections? Why was it happening? ...Then again, he wondered if Cyrus would even have answers to the current state of affairs. "I just want to go back to the academy!"
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
Dawn's interest in the Lake Spirits had puzzled Cyrus. It was so utterly rare to concern onesself with others that she may as well have been some alien, and even a rare creature on her home planet. It was certainly nothing he had observed with any regularity in humans, or any other species. To put herself on the line for beings who were utter strangers had struck a nerve with him. To work for the safety of others was one of his ideals, something he was rebuilding the world for, but yet she was still utterly, utterly wrong in it. She didn't act out of duty or logic or anything that made sense. Instead, she had been overtaken by the poison that had twisted the world, the toxin of emotion, and allowed that to rule her actions. She had been so very close to what he was looking for and yet utterly defined everything that he had to get rid of.
It had been...disappointing.
But Chili...he contained no illusions. He was simple and transparent, and utterly discardable.
"And why is that?" he asked calmly. "What awaits you there?"
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
"My Pokémon are there, for starters!" he declared, opening his eyes once again. "I can't leave them there like that!"
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
The foreboding feeling that someone might have stolen them while he was away like this... it made him feel sick. "And I don't even know where this place is, so how could I know how to get back?"
Hahaha like he knows it's the Galactic HQ. He could probably figure it out, but Team Galactic isn't much of a familiar name to him as much as Plasma is.
Re: Red Chain (office battle to freeing the Lake Spirits)
"We are in the Sinnoh region, Veilstone City, to be exact."