At the bottom of the mountains, in the forests that surround them, Satori was taking a stroll in search of possibly injured Pokémon that needed her aid. At this point it was a pretty regular activity for the girl, and at times she found herself with interesting things on the way.

But today it wasn’t a normal day. The more she walked, the more that a strange noise would invade her own mind to the point she wasn’t sure if it was a work of her ears or her mind reading.

“My head...I feel it’s getting closer and closer and...” While passing a hand by her forehead, the Espeon would step ahead of her master before taking a defensive stance against the strange creature that was approaching them, while Satori’s Murkrow would rest on her shoulder, nuzzling against her head a little until the girl looked back in front of herself.

...ah, finally, somewhere barren once more. He wasn’t done exploring this universe just yet, but he wanted to use his magic without a crowd.

After all, there had to be secrets hiding in this universe’s cracks, right? If the Dark Dimension existed back home, surely something like that existed here, right?

He was curious. Very curious. He felt like he needed to know, and that meant going out of his way to look for them.

Holding up his staff, he closed his eyes and channeled his energy. A spell circle formed underneath his feet, and the tip of his staff glowed as he focused.

“Dark magic, guide me... guide me through this world...”

While in this state, he felt many sensations at once. As if searching through the world’s makeup, he looked for any oddities. Rifts, other planes, dimensions... even something as simple as pocket worlds tucked away.

...it wasn’t long before he found something. Very nearby, in fact. He opened his eyes as he finished his chant.

“...and reveal this world’s secrets to me!”

@vnintended​ transmitted: The small figure has momentarily abandoned its words of blazing plasma in favor of a small notebook, on which it has notoriously scribbled its query. Not too elegantly, as it is usual. [pokepuff / too pretty / can't eat] And it does seem, in fact, like it's busier admiring the pastry than trying to eat it.

    The smaller guest had caught her eye across the hall earlier, not because of her interesting choice of attire—unsurprisingly, she’d seen more outlandish from other high-profile guests—but because their appearance is remarkably striking otherwise. She hadn’t known how to approach them, but that problem seems to resolve when they nudge a notebook in her direction.

    “Hmm? Did you need something...?” She drifts off as her eyes fall on the sheet of paper, scanning over the words. They seem to echo the sentiment that many others had expressed throughout the night. The poképuffs are indeed gorgeous, but Rosa can attest that their taste is leagues better.

    She smiles down at them. “They are lovely, aren’t they? Don’t let that keep you from trying them out, though. If you’re looking for a recommendation, the pink ones with the cream are my favorites.”

   This.. child… (child?) was not a spirit though. They didn’t seem quite human either. Not with those horns on their head. Whatever they were they had certainly managed to startle the witch at their arrival. Enough to get her to drop the human skull she had in hand back into the hole she had just finished digging it up from. 

   Whoops. She hopped they had a thick skull. 

    A small laugh escaped her a she studied the child(???). 

    “...um… hi there?”

Huh... Charlotte has never seen one of those before, something in the back of her mind told her that something was definitely wrong but she also got that feeling when she first saw a Mr mime, maybe this was one of those pokemon that normally could only be found in Galar or one of those things that supposedly fell out of the sky in alola... whatever it was Char had a basket of poffins for a reason 

 send me a “…” and one of my muse’s pokemon will talk to you.