With Kiera on his back, Josh teleported back along with the others. It seemed like forever since Josh had been to the guild. He'd almost forgotten what it looked like. Almost immediately, Anthony went to bed, and Josh didn't blame him. He was exhausted too, but he didn't feel right leaving Kiera in the dark until morning. "Hold on a moment, Anthony. I think Kiera should at least know what's going on before we head off to bed, don't you think?"
Kiera nodded in agreement. "You all seem to be good friends with Josh, but I've never met any of you. I'd rather not wait until morning."
Josh heard his stomach growl. It had been a long time since he'd had a full meal. "It's been a while since we've eaten. Aren't you hungry too, Anthony? It's not that late. I'm sure they'll still have food in the mess hall."
As Nina and Rebecca went on to another room, Dexter hung behind. He had to take a minute to recover after that last battle. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted something on the floor - the berry that Nina had thrown to him earlier. He walked over and popped it in his mouth, and began to feel the effects almost immediately as the pain from his injuries began to fade.
Just as he was about to rejoin the rest of his team, a trio of blurry figures dashed past him. He knew who they were almost immediately. They were the ones that had stolen their mission yesterday. "Sneaky little fuckers!" He began to run after them. "Get back here! I'm gonna kick your asses!"
He followed them into the room Rebecca and Nina went into, only to find that they'd been warped and distorted, just like that Buneary from a few days ago. As two of them teleported away, the Mudkip stayed behind to fight them - at least, that's what Dexter thought it was. With how badly it had been warped and mutated, it was hard to tell. Normally Bite would be Dexter's go-to attack in this situation, but he really didn't want this thing anywhere near his mouth. Flame Wheel would have to do, type disadvantages be damned.
They were all led to a room, which had a bed for each of them. The others seemed like they were just about ready to go to sleep. Maybe the ass kicking would have to wait until tomorrow. He was about to go wash the paint off his face like he did every night, but then he realized something. The only reason he did it in the first place was because his mom made him, and she wasn't there. He could leave the paint on all night if he wanted.
Grinning to himself, Donovan took a look at the bag and badge sitting next to the bed. Taking a look at the badge first, he noticed that it had several buttons on it. He wasn't entirely sure what any of them did, so he pushed a bunch of them at random. "What do these do?"
"What do these do?"
He looked over as he heard a second voice copy him. It came from over where Magma was, but it sure didn't sound like Magma. "Who said that?"
"Who said that?"
Donovan rushed over to Magma, and looked around. He couldn't see where the voice was coming from, though. "Is someone else hiding over here?"
This time, the voice came from Donovan's bag. "Is someone else hiding over here?"
He hadn't quite realized that the voice he was hearing was his own. He'd probably end up running back and forth for a while, unless one of his teammates stopped him.