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ENCOUNTER. It's taken some discussion on the part of the elders of the town, but it seems that a decision has been made regarding allowing the lot of you to see the Celestic Ruins; it's worthwhile, they think, even if they believe your overall mission to be dangerous to the point of recklessness - after all, those that oppose Team Galactic, as a rule, do not succeed. But every rule has its exceptions, and the evidence stands strongly in favor of the notion that you may be the exception to this one; the good you've done for the region is undeniable, and they wouldn't be capable of passing this sort of decision at all were it not for you. As such, your patience will be rewarded today; the person who leads you into the place late this morning beckons you inside with the promise of giving you the knowledge they have regarding the legends, information that may help you on your journey from here on out. The ruins are massive and cavernous, the walls of the cave reinforced with heavy stone columns surrounding large mural depictions of the various legends of Sinnoh; most are foreign to you, though there are some that are not (flowers springing up to cover a barren valley, a massive creature with bright cores pulling the landmasses of the world into place with ropes wrapped around its arms) - however, what's most pressing is the depiction in the center, three vague beings of light surrounding another, larger entity, all of it very nondescript and yet seeming to depict a very specific event despite its simplicity. This, your guide explains, is the beginning of the world. In the beginning there was the Creator, and from the Creator came all things - the rulers of Time and Space, followed by the Lake Guardians to govern over all people, humans and Pokémon alike. In their arrogance, Team Galactic believed that they could take control of those Legendary Pokémon responsible for all life, and use them for their own means. Not to change the world as they lived in it, but rather to create a new universe altogether. During this lesson, life goes on in the town just outside the ruins; people and Pokémon alike can be heard going about their day. Perhaps you'll realize it before your guide stops speaking; perhaps it won't be until there's a lull in the explanation. Either way, it will soon become noticeable that everything has suddenly become very, very quiet. A stark, staring silence has fallen over the town, and with it comes a sense that something isn't right. That something unnatural has happened, that something is present that shouldn't be; whatever it is, it seems to demand reverence. Not in the way that the Lake Guardians demanded reverence, but in a way that's glaringly and blatantly terrifying. When the man enters the cavern, he doesn't look like anyone you've seen before. Like all members of Team Galactic, he's dressed strangely, though his outfit differs greatly from those of the grunts and the commanders alike; it's difficult, honestly, to tell exactly how old he is - he moves with all the abruptness of someone rather young, though his general appearance would imply that he's seen more than enough of the world to be thoroughly tired with it. He carries himself well, straight-backed and tall, with the sort of countenance that implies that he's used to being listened to; the sort of person that receives respect not because he demands it explicitly, but because he already seems to have earned it somehow, and he expects it, and very few people argue the point. His bright blue hair is spiked up and back, away from his face; his gaze is piercing, and his expression is almost alarmingly unreadable. When he speaks, his voice isn't relaxing to listen to; it's a bit too rough in timbre for that. At the same time, he doesn't seem worked up or agitated. He isn't blank, either, not like the affected; he's just very, very calm as he stops a reasonable distance away, folding his hands behind his back as he regards the group evenly. "My name is Cyrus; I serve as the leader of Team Galactic, and the creator of the ideal world. I've found your efforts to be remarkable, the strength of your collective spirit undeniable... And yet as one who seeks a permanent end to pointless strife and hostility, and you being those who seek to restore such things to this world... I believe our meeting is long overdue." |

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The rest is a mixture of fear, curiosity and rage - for now, the former two are winning over the latter. Not for the first time since they started their adventure in Sinnoh, Rey wishes Cynthia was here. They were never supposed to face Cyrus alone, were they? Why has he chosen now, of all times? Because they're trapped in here?
...that doesn't quite seem right. Mentally collecting herself, Rey straightens her posture and does her best to look this frightening man in the eyes.]
...why have you chosen the Ruins, to meet with us? This is a sacred place, so...we shouldn't fight here.
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It wouldn't be the first time this place has seen battle, between myself and someone interested in protecting it... It isn't something I intend to pursue, however. Your ruins will remain untouched. They're nothing more than a monument to what was once, at any rate.
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[Chelsea is trying so hard not to visibly shake and she's really not succeeding.]
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...Someone else.
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Aren't a lot of things monuments to what used to be? Nothin' wrong with that. I mean, I know you hate life and all that, but, uh... yeah, sorry.
[she is not angelica she cannot sass the final boss how does she not die]
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I don't...hate life, in and of itself.
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I seek only to eliminate the source of strife and unnecessary torment.
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[She gulps and looks around at the others. She should probably just shut up. But after everything they've done, what would that help?]
Don't you think it's more painful now?
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[She flinches like she's said too much.]
How do Ignis and Camilla and them do this?
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I believe it to be worth the price.
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Cynthia mentioned you weren't a fan of violence, but still...that's good to know.
[The thought of accidentally damaging one of these beautiful murals makes her feel sick, after all.
...that and the fact that they would probably lose miserably, but that isn't the point.]
...this isn't your first time here, then.
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It isn't. Though it's been some time.
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But I won't say that I understand him - that's not something I can do without hearing what he has to say, and no one's had that opportunity for a long time.
....if they aren't going to fight - this time - maybe it's worth giving that whole 'listening' thing a shot. What does she have to lose?]
I take it you're not here just for nostalgia, then.
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I'm not about to thank you for taking the time, but I suppose you coming here personally means we're doing something right.
[She's never met a God before, but she's assuming they don't usually just pop up when people least expect it.
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...are you curious about us? I'm happy to answer your questions if you'll answer some of mine.
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[But he isn't saying he won't answer, straight-out.]
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[...although the fact that he's open to giving answers in general is a good sign, so.
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Why haven't you had us stripped of our spirit? You've obviously been keeping an eye on us.
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[...jesus, cyrus, really.]
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...well you obviously must think we're worth your time in some manner, since you're here. Or is this visit more for your own amusement?
[...
are you bored or something]
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Are you going to let us return to our homes?
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