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[quirkynote]

[The grumpearl projects an image and this time it's of A.B.A, her chimeric form sprawled across one of Oran's many beds. She looks tired, more than usual, and especially for someone who's been out of commission for a couple of months.]

...It would appear that I've fallen ill. I'm...disappointed in myself, I don't fall ill, I'm supposed to be better than that. I survive, I rise, I'm supposed to be filled with potential. ...It's this body, it's weak, even now it's weak. Mightyena was kind enough to allow me back into the guild, and that's where I'll continue to recover. It feels bad... I feel bad...

[A pause.]

...I was aware throughout most of it, at least...I think I was. A lot of it amalgamated with my thoughts, swirling, like a dream. ....I know some of you were there, although it's possible that was also part of the dream. You should tell me if you were actually there or not, s-so I know what the reality really was. Please say you were there...

What else... Oh!

Before I succumbed, a very rude mongoose was able to tell me what my Pokémon species is called. She called it Type: Full. I like that...

...

[At this point, A.B.A isn't sure how to end her message, her stray thoughts just sort of...slipping out.]

I'm not sure what else to say...

I'm hungry. I can't buy snacks stuck in bed...

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[quirkynote]

What about the ocean?!

[NO.]

[truthdecided]

It's gotten rather dire.

[Here, A.B.A. He'll project the image from his bird's eye view as Ren, Perrin, and Firepaw joined him in their rescue mission.

Mysterious fog shrouds the ocean that wasn't visible from the shore. Further in, a monstrously large shadow passes beneath the water.

Later, they find the wounded Drakloak floating in the water, without its Dreepy.]

The fog has spread to the ocean. Moreover, a large, predatory Pokémon has taken to attacking travelers, ordered by a smaller companion. Laios-san and I believe it may be a Dondozo and Tatsugiri.

[quirkynote]

[Oh...

That's not nearly as whimsical as she was hoping for. A.B.A's beak-maw wrinkles into a snarl, her ears folding back.]

If something is ruining the beach, ruining the ocean, then I simply need to kill it.

[truthdecided]

That is one solution, but it's just as plausible that the fog is clouding their thoughts the same way it's affected the wild Pokémon in the forest.

[That and the spores, but that's beside the point. It follows a worrying pattern, and in addition to his scowl, images of Swoobat, Zangoose, and Gumshoos materialize to better demonstrate the pattern.]

[quirkynote]

[...dammit, that does make sense, but how is it being effected while underwater? She did hear the rain was acting like a weaker fog, that couldn't possibly mean the entire ocean is contaminated...right...? Where is she supposed to swim, then?]

My solution is faster...

[She grumbles. The psychic connection makes it obvious that she is begrudgingly agreeing that it might not be the correct solution through a feeling similar to tiny, mental pin pricks.]

[truthdecided]

Faster, but I doubt Mightyena-san would condone of murder without exhausting other options.

[Not that he can't see the rationale. He's killed before, even if most of those kills were hits assigned to him.

Still, that image of the silhouette continues swimming through his thoughts, massive in scale.]

Moreover, the tablets in the Lum Berries guild suggest that by working with a Tatsugiri, its power only grows, and it can continue to amplify its power.

In short, this is not a foe we should take lightly.

[quirkynote]

Tatsu...keyri...

[Out of all the things to get out of that...]

I think I'd want to...meet this particular Pokémon.

[truthdecided]

Tatsugiri, A.B.A-san. It apparently resembles living sushi.

[Here, he'll project an image based on the slabs he read earlier. There's no color, but it does at least convey the general shape.]

[quirkynote]

[A.B.A projects a counter image, one of what appears to be a key-like creature on four legs with a big, creepy grin and large, round eyes. Something she imagined entirely on a whim.

This is...apparently what she believes Tatsukeyri should be.]

Mine's better.

[But sadly, that doesn't change reality.]

If it's a sushi, then the problem is easily solved. I'll eat it myself. That will teach it to evolve against my wishes.

[truthdecided]

...That is a rather interesting creature you've concocted.

[Hey, it even earns a little chuckle. Well played, A.B.A.]

That being said, I'm not sure I advise trying to eat it, especially when it's used in the mouth of a much larger, violent Pokémon.

[quirkynote]

Easily solved. I'll simply have to be the more larger, violent Pokémon, then. Don't think I won't, my wrath knows no limits.

[Just don't ask her how she plans to make herself larger. She doesn't have an answer for that.]

[truthdecided]

...Do you even know if you're capable of evolving?

[It's not impossible, but he can't exactly help his skepticism.]

[quirkynote]

...Yes? Of course. We're all capable of evolution, depending on how much time we're given.

[She will sit here for hundreds of years if she has to.]

[truthdecided]

Pokémon evolution seems different, however. There are typically "end stages" of an evolutionary line. A final form of sorts.