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  1. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Malantau Wight Barrens

    Chunks of ice pinged off of Steven's body from every direction as the ground fairly exploded from the creature's attack. Had he heard Laura call it a Saint? Either way, Bellatrix's illusion had done its job. A quick scan of their group showed everyone still standing. Somehow. No, he knew how...
  2. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Malantau Wight Barrens

    The insistent prickling intensified; it wasn't the cold turning to needles, spiking in time with the rapid footfalls growing closer. Foe foe foe foe-- Steven froze. They weren't going to be able to retreat in time. "Too late for that illusion, Bellatrix?"
  3. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Malantau Wight Barrens

    Steven squinted through the dusk-touched landscape, drifting up, then down, trying to get a sense of depth in the increasingly ethereal light. Just like the mountain, there was definitely something there. Something he'd never seen before. Was it following them? If so, how long had it trailed...
  4. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Malantau Wight Barrens

    Steven's gaze fell momentarily at Laura's mention of disaster and the fate of the kingdom. He couldn't help but wonder if something made that mountain, and in doing so left no one behind to update the map... Hopefully, if that was the case, whatever created it didn't stick around once the deed...
  5. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Malantau Wight Barrens

    The concept of snow was just that to most people from Hoenn: a concept. The closest they got was the ash from Mt. Chimney, but the similarities started and ended with "a fluffy blanked made of flakes falling from the sky." Thankfully, Steven was well traveled, and had visited Sinnoh plenty of...
  6. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux Copperridge Wharf

    Ah. Of course that would be a strange statement to most people. Perhaps he should explain... "I grew up in a... wealthy family in Hoenn," Steven began, gingerly working to release his claws from the mangled railing. "When my mother passed--" he wrenched one hand completely free-- "our...
  7. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux Copperridge Wharf

    From somewhere far away, Steven heard something. Did he even hear it, buried so deep in his grief? It was more like he felt it, traveling through the vibrations of the metal crunched in his grip. Someone was here. Here. Slowly, Steven crawled his way back to the forefront of his mind, and...
  8. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux Copperridge Wharf
    Threadmarks: Ch07 - Any Port in a Storm

    When Steven left the museum, he had no destination in mind. All he knew was that he didn't want to be there amongst the proof of his fate, amongst the reminders of home. But he didn't want to be anywhere else, either. Instead, he wandered the streets of Novalux without rhyme or reason, drifting...
  9. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven was only dimly aware of the conversation between Laura and Ralsen. The words went in, but weren't really being processed. The only thing that jolted him from his misery was the sound of his name. He focused his gaze to the speaker-- Laura, he was here with Laura-- his eyes startlingly...
  10. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    "A purpose?" Steven repeated, murmured as if to himself. It was his turn to inspect his upturned claws. Hands? He should have hands, but here they weren't. A body created for him because of what? Because he thought he could be helpful? The run in with the Cyclone flickered through his mind. A...
  11. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven's claws finally had unclenched by the time Ralsen addressed him. Barely. "Thank you, but I don't need your pity," he grated out. He could see what Laura was trying to do. Playing the diplomat, appealing to both sides. Except that it didn't matter. "Liking the idea has nothing to do with...
  12. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    There was something infuriating in hearing Ralsen refer to his partners in such a... transactional way. Steven certainly didn't take from his partners without giving in return, but to view one's pokemon as more akin to business associates rather than companions... It left a sour note in his...
  13. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Quietly, Steven wondered if Ralsen saw them the same way-- even from the first time they'd met-- as nothing more than stepping stones on the path to his eventual goal. He could stomach the thought. It certainly wouldn't have been the first time someone considered him a commodity rather than a...
  14. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    "Fix it?" Steven repeated, studying the Grovyle with a curious expression. Laura had seen nothing. Koa and the others infected with Alex's shadow had experienced a fight. But he and Ralsen had seen something, heard things. But how...? And why? "Perhaps there's something about yourself you've...
  15. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    "No... I..." Steven's gaze darted to the side. Laura and Ralsen were staring at him, of course they would be. Asking how he knew-- he just... knew! How does one explain the dreadful realization of a soul that lost its vessel? What Betel had said when he asked if it were possible... He wrung...
  16. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    This was dangerous territory. Steven knew exactly the kind of person Ralsen was. A legend seeker who worked in the shadows, who had no qualms about deception and dishonesty. Yet he couldn't stop the words from tumbling out. "The Regi titans. Legendary elemental golems that slumbered for...
  17. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven continued to stare at the xenolith, transfixed. Ralsen, the museum, the crowds, it was all background noise. In his tunnel vision, it was just him, the glyphs, and growing chill that seemed to settle in his very soul. A voice echoed in his mind from somewhere far away; too far to tell...
  18. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven's stern expression held firm through Ralsen's pleasantries, at least until the Grovyle gestured to his badge. "A fair point," he said, acquiescing. He had no desire to start anything with Ralsen, especially not here with so many display cases and precious samples around. And Laura kept a...
  19. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven gave a good-natured laugh as Laura pocketed her notepad. "And here I was worried I'd have to give an interview while on vacation." He laughed again, shaking his head, before muttering slightly, "Wouldn't be the first time." He followed Laura's inspection of the orbs as she spoke. His...
  20. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Novelux The Museum of Everlasting Brilliance

    Steven peeked up from the display he'd been studying when he heard someone call his name. Standing beside the glass case which housed a dungeon orb that seemingly had been formed of two different materials along a bisecting fault, was a familiar face. "Laura, hello!" he chimed in greeting...
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