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So maybe Zexion swore, sue him! He'd be damned if he wasn't going to keep his promise to bring everyone back together. "Gira, can you try and find Mor? Do you know where she is?" He asked desperately, grabbing Laney's wrist with all his previous fears thrown out the window to replace a new terror, dragging her through the portal before promptly closing it. Sweat was beading over his forehead at the strain of tearing open a connective doorway in space, but his job wasn't done until everyone was together safely.

"Common Bri, lets see what this whole clamor is about." Isa suggested, swinging his legs out of the bubble and hopping down. His back still stung heavily and his limbs were aching but compared to before, he was doing much better.

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“I can try...” he brought the crystals close again.

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Bri nodded. “Yeah, let’s.” He stretched and leapt onto his feet. He would slowly trail after Isa, and slowly tried to bring vigor back into his steps, like he had usually. He wanted to be as active as he could in front of everyone

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Laney was slightly startled when Zexion pulled her through the portal. She shook her head as she looked around the Distortion World. She saw how strained Zexion was and she hoped that he didn't hurt himself by opening rifts.

Zemna walked over to where Zexion was. Zemna had wanted to see what was going on. She walked over to where Zexion was and watched.

Cerva stood up and followed Zemna. She waited to see if she needed to do anything to help.

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"Please, you Have to find her!" He begged, dropping Laney's hand and moving closer to Gira. "Everyone needs to be together again... And that includes her too."

Smiling at the upbeat stride Bri had in his steps, Isa couldn't help but feel like things would be okay. Sure they might have some hiccups or two but things would work out, he was sure of it. Walking up to Zemna and Cerva and cleared his throat. "Apologies, but do you know what going on with him?" He inquired, gesturing to the panicking Zexion

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"Aren't you gonna speak up, Mr. Mute?" Meka stubbornly flew back to him. Why was he being so edgy? Was he seriously still mad at her about the catnip? It was harmless. Oh well, Flick was Flick. She jabbed him on the shoulder. "Hey. Sorry about the catnip prank, okay? But I have had no idea where you were for like, the past...two days?"

Flick stayed silent but turned his head and stared an intense purple gaze through narrowed eyes. Why did she care whether he was there or not? DNA? She wasn't there when he was created, she simply showed up to battle him and then left soon after. She shoulldn't care about him. None of the others did. The only reason they didn't let him rot in his cell that one time was because they were rescuing everyone else and their silly 'We're in this together' moto was ringing through their heads. They left him alone now. They had clearly forgotten about him. He was used to that.

Fyssi watched Zexion's little freakout from where she was with Spiri. She didn't dare move in fear of waking the sleeping baby lugia. She did, however, listen intently to the discussion. Was Morrigan gone? Who was keeping track? If She was captured, Fyssi was sure she'd stay behind. She didn't want to leave Farore again, it still scared her to death, even if the others were trustworthy.

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Bri walked over to them and looked over to Zexion. Part of him wanted to run over and comfort him also but he didn’t want to scare him anymore then he already was. Instead, he waited, while twiddling with his hat

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“You think I don’t know that? She’s inportant to me too you know.” He replied calmly as he kept searching

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Cerva looked up at Isa. She was sitting on the ground, seemingly meditating. "I think that they are worried because Morrigan is gone." She told him. "I'm not even quite sure who she is..." She mumbled.

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"Morrgian, or well I suppose you'd know her as Yvetal, was a bit of a wild card but she's an integral part of our time." Isa briefly explained, eyeing how Zexion was slightly panicking. "It's more empty without her here."

Zexion gnawed at his lip, pacing around nervously. He didn't want to sound pushy but he feared that Gira was starting to get impatient with him. His gaze darted back to the group that had grown slightly, Isa and Bri joining in and he gave Bri a small smile. He didn't want to worry the other too much

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Bri gave a smile as he walked ofer and put his head on his shoulder, and wrapped his arm around him. He could sense his feelings a little and wanted to do a little bit of comforting; normally it was the other way around

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Melty saw Bri but her feelings were to confusing for her to approach him. she felt like she wanted to say something, but couldn’t decide what words to use.

Gira was beggingung to run out of crystals. If he did... he might assume the worst.

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Shade woke up in the shadow realm. "Wha- What happened?" He asked into the darkness. "Wh-Where am I?" He floated up out of the shadow realm, floating out of Bri's shadow invisibly.

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Zexion sniffed, biting back tears as he rest his chin on Bri's shoulders. "Thanks." He mumbled, voice thick with worry. "I just... I can't let anyone be left behind. I promised."

Isa watched the two hug, a small sad smile crawling over his face. People this young shouldn't look like they were carrying the world on their shoulders. A flicker in Bri's shadow had Isa frowning but he ultimately passed it off as just the distortion realm being wonky.

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It’s been a long while since Morrigan had heard a voice, whether it was from herself or from someone else. Wandering in what her dazed mind perceived to be east, she forced on trying to ignore her growing sense of loneliness.

Shade looked around. "Whats happening?" He whispered.

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Shaka slipped into the portal without anyone's notice, sensing the immense amount of dreams laying on the other side that had suddenly appeared. One dream in particular was verging on a nightmare, frost caking over blood and pain, something Shaka recoiled at. That simply would not do. Nightmares didn't happen when he was around and it was his duty to turn the pain into a blessing, to heal and to provide respite from the vicious world that would rip and tear into delicate minds. Kneeling down beside November, Shaka tentatively reached out to place one hand onto the injured legendary. "I can feel your pain all the way from across the portal." He started off casually, holding out his other hand, delicately touching his thumb and pinky together while his three other fingers laid out peacefully before him, a soft smile gracing his serene face. "Would you like me to alleviate your suffering?"

"I must be going crazy..." Isa murmured to himself, glancing around. He had heard a voice. Not a familiar one, but a voice nonetheless. He knew that the distortion realm was odd and didn't obey the laws of physics or whatnot, but hearing voices was just plain weird. Spending all that time in space coupled with being the deity of the moon must have done some odd things to his brain

Eraqus sighed, one hand on the tree beside them. They would have to eventually find the other turned and regroup, plan what to do next and try not to kill anyone in the process. Stumbling slightly, Eraqus gingerly went back to the ruins of the old base, careful to avoid any reflective surfaces. Their interactions with Gira had already worn them out. Any more, and they weren't sure what the fae constantly following then and puppeteering their body would do.

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"This is... Confusing to say the least," He whispered.

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Meka just stared at Flick for a while, not ready to back down. She was silly, sure, and went a little crazy when she was bored, but she couldn't help it! And that didn't mean she was a bad person, it just meant she dealt with things in a way they didn't understand. But still, she didn't like the way Flick was staring at her. That anger, the intensity in his cold stare, so many emotions swirling through, bitterness, betrayal, confusion, she could see it all, and she pitied him, but again, it wasn't something she could help, and she didn't deserve the cold shoulder right now. No wonder he didn't have any friends. "Hey. I'm not leaving without you, Mewtwo, deal with it."

"Then stay here. See if I care, just don't try that catnip s*** again." Flick wasn't prepared to back down either. He knew this was what started his other conflicts, but he didn't care. It wasn't his fault if the others didn't understand him. It wasn't his fault they were idiots. Let them forget! Let them ignore him! He didn't care. He could take care of himself. Meka could bite her own tail for all he cared, he just was...really mad...for seemingly no reason. He didn't care about that either.

Spiri blinked her blue eyes open, unable to force herself to sleep any longer. There was something about the idea of being on the run again...caring about the location of the others and freaking out when they weren't there. Maybe November hated her right now, but that didn't stop her from caring about the others. She could deal with him later, if at all. Others seemed more urgent. Looking around, she noticed Morrigan was gone. Her, added to Flick, meant there were at least two people missing. She couldn't seem to spot Meka either, but she never seamed to be able to spot that bean of pink bounciness, so she wasn't surprised. She stretched her wings and briefly noticed Fyssi next to her, she waved to the lugia and blinked the last of the drowsiness out of her eyes before standing up to see if there was anything she could help with.

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Shade floats out of Meka's shadow. "Whoah, what's going on here?"

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