[Spruce]

	As much as I wanted to agree with Celes, she was, unfortunately, outvoted. It seemed like everyone other than her and I were quick to trust these guys, and Anthony seemed slightly hesitant, as well, for some reason, but, either way, I ended up saying "Alright, sounds like a plan," to the duo, both of whom tried to pick up as many of us as possible, with the salamence picking up Celes, Matt, and I, and the charizard picking up Miles, Josh, and Anthony. Daniel simply flew with them, and Kamina... I can only assume was finding his OWN way to the top that involved bouncing, breaking things, and fire... I don't know where the fire fit in, but I'm sure he found out some way to include fire into the mix. The salamence decided to actually talk while he was flying me up, asking "So, how long have you guys been in the guild, anyways?" I tried to actually remember... it seemed like the days were stretched out for some reason, as if a few moments passed by in a week's time... was it an actual week? Were we only in the guild for a handful of days, and ALREADY we're a part of some huge quest, the success of which will determine the fate of this planet? Apparently, I spaced out for a while, as he ended up asking "Er... little dude, are you okay? You see a little out of it," that, of course, snapped me back into reality, and I answered with "Yeah, and... I think I might have been in the guild for a week, maybe?" the salamence seemed confused about this and kept questioning me with "How are you unsure if it's been a week, or not?" I shrugged, not wanting to share the strange, almost existential crisis I just had over how long time seemed to stretch for no apparent reason.
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[Anthony]

	Somehow, it seemed like the majority of our team wanted to take their help, and, even though I was a little hesitant about it, I tried my best to look enthusiastic... though, looking at Spruce, apparently even he can see right through my act. The two dragons, nonetheless, picked us up, with the charizard apparently picking myself, Miles, and Josh. It seemed to take a while, and the charizard was humming to himself, so, I decided to ask Miles "Hey, Miles, why are you so... I dunno, down all the time? You're usually so pessimistic, but, why? What happened to you that made you that way?" granted I had a few problems of my own, not the least of which was the fact that my mother probably depended on whatever money I could scrounge together from guild missions to live, but even I tried to see the best in any situation. I'm sure that whatever was bothering Miles that made him like this was worse than what I've been through, but, perhaps talking about it would actually prove to be helpful to him... maybe, someday, he'll see the best in pokemon, and the best in whatever situation he's thrown in next... or he could just naturally be this way, and not change due to me asking this question. I then remembered that Miles could float, and wondered why, exactly he didn't do that... of course, I only had to take a look at him, and how poorly he handled the heat, and how much effort it took for him to float over the bridge to figure out why this might be a better solution. Thankfully, since he somehow kept his magnemite form, he was actually pretty lightweight, so, the charizard had no problem holding him.
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[Bonnie]

	It seemed like we were getting pretty high up the mountain, as the air was getting thin, and it was getting somewhat harder to breathe, as a result. I tried to keep going, and thankfully, I managed to do so, at least until we came across a ledge with a flimsy, rotten, moldy plank of wood serving as a makeshift bridge. "Seems... like someone... was here... before..." I pointed out, my words being broken up by it being difficult to breathe right now... I probably looked like a weakling to the rest of my team, right now, especially with the fact that the nidorina seemed just fine with this, heck, she almost seemed to be enjoying it, for some reason. "Ah... so THIS is why teams like you explore places like this. I mean, I've heard of the term 'fresh mountain air', but I didn't know what it meant until now," that only served to hammer in my embarrassment even more. The CLIENT, of all pokemon, was doing better than I was in a wilderness setting... something that I'm PAID to go through on a daily basis. I'm sure if Samuel were still here, he'd just laugh at me, and use his ability to climb to cross the ledge on his own... or maybe he'd just set the entire place on fire, again. 'Hey! that was ONE TIME!' I could almost hear his voice, again... then again, this thin air was probably just getting to my brain, and I'm certain I didn't just say that he'd set the place on fire, so, why would he respond to a thought, right? "Guys... that bridge... doesn't... look safe..." I managed to say, as well, though, considering who my team consisted of, I might have been too late with that warning.
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[Nina]

	It seemed like Dexter didn't have any ideas later, however, Rebecca, as usual, came up with something, in this case, she came up with the idea to name her 'Mariah', to which, the newly-named swablu almost chirped out "Yay! I have a name now! Yes, that works Ms. Rebecca... it's... so nice to be around pokemon that I don't have the urge to attack... oh... sorry, I shouldn't have said that last part," that was weird, she didn't seem as young as she acted, but, either way, that prompted me to ask "So... which city do you live in? I mean, before you got controlled," Mariah shook her head, and said, almost sadly "I was actually hatched here... I never really had a home... and my parents are almost never around... the thing, the voice kept telling me to attack low-ranking city pokemon, while my parents were apparently told to attack high-level guild pokemon," that was... a bit more information than I asked for, to be honest. "So whatever this thing is actually separates high-level and low-level pokemon? Why?" I ended up saying, rather than thinking as I started heading up the mountain path. A golurk, apparently recently knocked out wakes up, and seems confused, as well. "WHERE AM I?" the giant ghost-type pokemon asked either us, or just anyone who was listening. "Er... on Mt. Dragoncoil. A mountain-based mystery dungeon," that didn't seem to do anything other than confuse the thing before, and it continued with "WHAT IS A MYSTERY DUNGEON... WHERE IS MT. DRAGONCOIL?" how old WAS this thing if a MOUNTAIN is younger than it is!?