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[color=salmon]Word Count: 296 (+1 exp)[/color]
[color=salmon][u]Level[/u]: [b]9[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 168/90
[b]Location:[/b] Edinburgh MagicaPolis[/color][/center]
Once they got Wicke going, she ended up having a lot to say. The Ace Cadet couldn't really fault her for gushing about something she was clearly so passionate about, even if a lot of the terms she was using flew right over his head. He got the gist of it though: the Aether Foundation went around helping Spheals and Spheal-adjacent animals called Pokémon. A noble cause, sure. She brushed off the thought of critics to the foundation, but the Cadet wasn't going to press it. He was only curious, and as she more tactfully mentioned it really wasn't any of their business anyway.

[color=salmon]"Schounds pretty nysh,"[/color] he told her around a mouthful of brownie, unable to oppose his appetite after she mentioned the handmade aspect. It might be an interesting place to visit if they found themselves nearby after they met up with Frisk's friend. He paused to swallow. [color=salmon]"Not really our wheelhouse, but I wouldn't turn down any more last minute work with you guys, since we'll be in town."[/color]

He leaned back in his seat, continuing on with a grin. [color=salmon]"Especially if the work involves big, spooky monsters or moving bones? That's kinda what we're here for in the first place."[/color]

That was fine to talk about, right? It wasn't like the Seekers' campaign was a secret, and neither Big Band or Lucia mentioned anything about keeping a lid on investigating the whole skeleton situation. He didn't mention Band's thoughts about the Skullgirl for a couple different reasons. Wicke might have denied the place having critics, but maybe they had some other problems that could give the group a few clues? He glanced at Red, Band, and Lucia, giving them a shrug. It was a long shot but hey, didn't hurt to ask. 
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Word Count: 608 (+1 exp) (+12 Encounter Exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]3[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 76/30
[b]Location[/b]: Dystopiascape - Midgar; Suoh[/center]
The teleportation itself wasn't so bad (it was weird that it felt different from when Lady Palutena did it, shouldn't that kind of thing all feel the same?), it was just the suddenness of it that caught Pit off guard. Almost as soon as he leapt down from the rooftops and landed on the ground after the sirens stopped sounding, he felt someone grab him and then [i]whoosh,[/i] he was somewhere else. Pit let out an exaggerated and belated [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Whooooa?!"[/color] only to find he was still in the same area, just in an alley. He blinked and looked to the familiar faces that had been gathered together there. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Uh, what was that about?"[/color]

More Seekers were deposited in the alley, until finally Goldlewis was transported and the person responsible started with their explanation. Pit wiped at the drying flakes on his forehead as he listened to the back and forth between Luka, Goldlewis, and Peach. He gathered that even though they weren't allowed to help out, they still did good - and the angel did roll his eyes when Luka mentioned that fact about civilians being prohibited from fighting.

The brief meeting ended on a sour note with one of the casualties passing the alleyway. Luka disappeared quickly after that, leaving the Seekers to their own devices. One of the walkie talkies crackled to life, letting them know Sakura, Karin, and Midna were okay. As Peach went to find out where exactly they'd been teleported to, Pit spoke up.

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Are we really gonna get in trouble if we keep trying to help people?"[/color] Pit asked, crossing his arms over his chest. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"I get those things were dangerous, but I bet if they let anyone capable volunteer to fight it would only help everyone. I don't get it."[/color]

The groups that had been split apart could share their information now. They trudged toward the alley's opening after Peach, awaiting a rendezvous with the rest of their team. From there, Bede broke off from them and went inside the gym since it was apparently a Pokémon Gym. Pit pressed his face right up against the windows, peering inside while they waited. He'd always been curious about the gyms that the Pokémon Trainers talked about, on the rare occasions that they did talk.

The Seekers that had been on the other end of the walkie talkie arrived, and Pit greeted them with a friendly wave. The girls were higher energy than the boys at the moment, their reappearance perking the angel up. 

[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Oh, I saw that too! It looks like a weird tail,"[/color] he said of the light bulb fact. Midna's information made Pit pause, thinking about how far away he'd left the Other spirits on those rooftops. He'd hardly been thinking about spirits since "awakening," maybe he should start? [i]I'll have to go back and grab 'em, especially if we're gonna stick around here for a while. Shouldn't be too hard to find my way back![/i]

And when prompted to share what they'd learned in kind, Pit frowned and brought up his earlier frustration. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"We just got told we weren't allowed to fight the Others, since we're civilians!"[/color]

He glanced at Goldlewis, since he'd asked about any other leads the group might have found while separated. [color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"Not much else on my end, it's hard to find anything when everything's... uh, invisible?"[/color]

He turned to Raz then, tucking a hand under his own chin and propping his elbow in his other hand. Pit put his earlier thoughts into words, questioning the boy.[color=lightgoldenrodyellow]"But you can see everything right? Can you use your psychic powers to send pictures and stuff into our brains?"[/color]