Everything was just kinda murmurs to me, with some sort of weird music beating in the background. At least until I could pick out several points of dialogue, which would then be finely tuned to my ears. While floating and trying not to look like an idiot, I picked out several words of the guy's dialogue. "Oh, shit." I whispered to myself. I wanted to just take that thing and try to pawn it, but apparently it was another one of those possibly doomsday devices left behind by the dead world. Who the fuck would name those things 'orbs of balance'? People obsessed with a girl's show? That's gotta mean something horrible, like... I dunno, a marking beacon for an orbital strike? Davis would occasionally tell me about stories of pillars of light striking in the distance during his duty, caused by those marking beacons. Then again, they'd usually be... more cubical and practical-looking. Actually, just disregard what I've said so far and read ahead.
To my surprise, just a few days in and 'ey, Anthony. The guy we helped out, at that odd beach cave with those... oh. The memories of nearly killing everyone flooded back to me, and not in a good way. "Oh hey! Now I recognise you guys." It felt strange greeting these people, now that I knew them. They didn't know of what I did yesterday, and certainly knew what happened when I first helped them out. A dark cloud still loomed over me because of that - I mean, it was just a day since that bloody (pun not intended) incident happened. Those people were idiots, perhaps even criminals, but they were juvenile idiot-criminals; they didn't deserve to have their friend's head bashed countless times. Thankfully, my smile didn't go away as I looked to my past, and in fact it felt as if my thoughts lasted just a few seconds. I shuddered slightly but otherwise I was quite confident with myself. Meanwhile, Celes had returned, albeit as if she had seen ghosts... wait. "Celes, you alright?" I asked, wondering what was up. That simple sentence didn't suffic-
Soon enough, Spruce blurted out loudly that we were going to help Anthony's team again. A decent surprise, and a good one at that... Spruce didn't seem too fazed, almost deaf to what Anthony had to say. I didn't even care about Celes at that point, preferring to listen to what everyone had to say.
So, we had Anthony talk about some weird voice in his head. I think the helmet had got to him. Then again, this was the world of Pokemon - we had a motherfucking race die out, countless evil Pokemon (some with a rogue super-soldier serum), a bloody god, eliminated some implied hierarchy I think... it didn't make sense to simply disregard someone's thoughts, right?
"You too, you alright there?" I sounded as if I didn't really care, repeating the same message I had asked to Celes. I was a bit annoyed with myself for my sudden U-turn, trying to keep a straight face - despite having to keep up with everything, from escaping criminals to crazy people. I see I didn't really live through any of that, especially those unfortunate events... "Ergh, anyway, I'm sure you know me as M. We're helping you out; something about a doomsda- er, location of an orb we know of. It's probably gonna get loud, so don't bother dressing up for stealth."
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