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Meg nodded to himself as Monique revealed her physical self, noting the protective suit she wore. That explained one thing at least. Then listening to Monique and Crystal mention the possibility of Ultra Space travelers becoming transformed into hybrids the man perked up, sitting up straight a little more. "That actually pairs well with our own theories about Ultra Space thus far, that it's possible for someone to become altered by the realities they enter in order to survive in said realities. Professor Burnet explained it along the lines that Ultra Space tries really hard to keep itself consistent and in equilibrium, doesn't care too much for change." Meg stated.

"I have an idea." Meg simply stated, taking out his SNAG and tapping on it for a few moments before setting it back down. "I'm calling another member down to help us, give them a moment." He informed the two.

Monique's attention diverted as she saw an elevator door open. Unlike Larrie or Sub, this Trainer looked totally unfamiliar to her: a 16-year-old with what looked like a school uniform but a little more casual, an Elekid on her shoulder.

“Sup Meg, we got somethin’ to do finally?” she asked. She then looked at the sight before her... She realized the girl had seen her briefly without her illusion on. "You both dress up like that often or?"

Monique looked at her. "Ma'am, my name is Monique, and I'm on a mission from another reality to rescue my sister." She wondered what use the Elekid could be, but any Snagem could be useful in this effort. "This reality is...contrary to my body, so I need to protect myself. What's your name?"

Meg might have noticed that the presence of another woman seemed to loosen Monique up a little bit.

The Solgaleo hybrid looked Mitsuki over as she entered, raising an eyebrow at the ensemble. A school uniform? Huh. Well, not the first time a kid's joined Snagem. Then she noticed the Pokéballs. A full team, and with a baby Elekid on her shoulder. Maybe not the best show, but then Crystal doubted they'd all be baby or on average weaker fair. Usually, team members had at least one heavy hitter. Crystal would write down this girl's name and appearance in her journal, like everything else she had learned here so far. Then the question came up about falling through a wormhole on the way home came up. "Gomen, however, you're looking at the interdimensional taxi right here." She'd wave her hand to bring Mistuki's attention to her. "Sundaria, and I helped bring her here. Someone else opened the door purposefully for once, though. At least when it came to leaving our reality."

Meg watched Mitsuki enter and converse with Sundaria and Monique, the man becoming lost in thought as the sounds of their conversation faded away for him. This unhappy meeting presented an opportunity to their world, to Snagem, to Meg himself. Snapping back to reality Meg turned to face and speak to Sundaria. "Hey, Sundaria, what is the name of your...me...the version of me in your home reality? His real name, because if he's anything like me he has several. Do you know it?" He asked, a strange question to suddenly ask. If and when he got his answer Meg would go quiet for a while longer, no doubt almost instigating someone to speak up but alas Meg would finally talk before that was necessary.

"So, this is my idea for finding your sister." He said, quickly changing the topic back to the more important matter at hand. "She is a Faller now, like you, and all Fallers give off the same energy as Ultra Beasts. Now ordinarily while detecting the presence of an Ultra Beast, or Faller, is easy you still first have to narrow down the immediate vicinity, can't scan the entire globe. Fortunately for us we know exactly where the last Ultra Wormhole opened up; here, above Goldenrod City. This will make our job much easier however there is one hiccup. We want to find her as quick as possible but our mobile scanners, with our SNAGs, has a limited range of a few blocks and it could possibly take us way too long to scan the entire city, especially if she is on the move or if she leaves the city, Goldenrod is big. If only Devon Corp. would have cooperated with our plans for a private satellite." The man grumbled."Any who, using SNAGs and people, or Pokemon, to walk around it could turn into a wild goose chase. But if we were able to scan the entire city...no, the entire region, at once..." He grinned, that characteristic 'Sub' grin, a devious one.

"How do we do that you might ask? By hijacking the biggest communications array in Johto, the Goldenrod Radio Tower. "We break into the tower, make our way to the top and modify their equipment to turn the tower into one big Ultra Energy sonar, if you will. If she is anywhere in Johto we should be able to pick up exactly where she is! And any other Fallers, or Arceus forbid any Ultra Beasts, as well. Sure, I don't think the owners of the tower or the Johto goverment would appreciate that but hey, who haven't we pissed off? Right Mitsuki?" He smiled at his teammate. "So, whatcha think?"

Ah! So the cat-hybrid-lady looking person was also an Ultra Wormhole generator? Neat. Like most things in HQ, it was easier to just accept things in stride than to think too hard about it. Mitsuki eyed the Solgaleo and tried to make heads or tails of what she was a hybrid of, but alas. She hadn't taken Alolan Studies or spent a great deal of time in the HQ's library since coming back to the team. "Well anyway Gomen, is there anything causing these random Wormholes?" That felt like something they needed to be worried about. Personally, she liked the reality she was in most of time. It wouldn't do for it to suddenly collapse and wind up in an entirely different one, as imperfect and unfair as it could be.

Though when their leader spoke up, Mitsuki couldn't help rolling her eyes at Meg's question, and the girl listened onto how he was trying to use his real name as a way confirm that the Faller was indeed legit. But... did anyone in Snagem even know Meg's true name? Perhaps some of the older members did, but she remembered trying to get that info out of him a few years ago to no avail. Mitsuki would be surprised if Monique was able to answer that question- and she'd be honestly a bit jealous and impressed. She leaned up against a wall and let the group's leader present some ideas and, to be totally honest, started to tune it all out until the words "private satellite" and "modify equipment" reached her ears. Genuinely perking up at hearing that, any observer would be able to almost see gears turning in the blonde's head as she thought of something. Was it for the intent of helping Monique find her sister? Who could say. Mitsuki certainly wouldn't if asked.

Then: scanning the entire region? Mitsuki was interested in having access to something like that. "I think we should leave something behind for if we get any more Fallers in the future." she suggested. Partly because it'd be actually be helpful, but also so she could have access to the shiny long range scanner. What was the point of being in a team of vigilantes if you didn't occasionally flirt with skirting the law every now and then?

"Kid, Elekid." the baby Pokemon spoke up.

"That's actually a fair question." Mitsuki said to her partner. "Do you have an alternate me and Ekkels there?" she asked, lifting one hand to her cheek coyly.

Monique shook her head. "Not that I know of, but..." She looked up as if to amplify her point. "You probably don't have a version of me, since I'm from a timeline ahead of this one..." She stopped to ponder the thought. "Or do you?"

Crystal's question about the Radio Tower caused her to tilt her head. "...Excuse me, but I don't know what that is? I mean, in my mind, 2023 is, like, ancient history, and I dunno a whole lot of history. I had enough to deal with. All I know is that Team Rocket was baaaaad." She crossed her arms, a little worried all of a sudden.

"Team Rocket?" Meg repeated the name with a befuddled tone, it was not a name you hear anymore. "They were disbanded and defeated a long time ago. Did the Cinnabar Disaster and consequential rampage not happen in your world? That...thing...they created sought them out and killed them all before it died itself, something about it being highly unstable. That was...twenty something years ago? Woman, been a long time." Meg mused to himself, realizing how old he was. Thank Arceus for Sinjoh. "Either way, let's get going. Follow me, we have a shortcut to the surface."

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[Some time later.]

The group would reappear in the outside world, having taken a hidden elevator up into the department store, exiting through a hidden false wall into the basement and eventually up to the main floor and out the front doors. Finding themselves on the busy streets, now rush hour, the prime universe Snagems would get to see an even better look at the make up of this world. Many hybrids, fewer humans, with most of them being Poison types and a considerable amount of Grass and Fairy types. There were a few other types but those three certainly made up the majority.

Another thing to note is everyone was wearing feminine clothing, not a pair of pants in sight, on men that is. Even the men, which were still noticeable, were very feminine in appearance. Before they left Meg had changed into a skirt, complaining about it the entire time as they made their way to the surface. It would seem he hated the feminine standard of appearance for men, preferring the pants he was wearing back at their headquarters.

Walking along they would notice the men being treated as what would be called 'like ladies' back home by the women, guiding them around, opening doors, all the 'chivalrous' things men were expected to do back home. It wasn't just gender but the power dynamics between genders was flipped here as well.

Besides all of that Goldenrod City, the buildings looking the same, the layout the same, even the sky above was blue. If they didn't know better they were back home. Finding their way to the right street they would spot another familiarity, the Jewel Train. Wait, Jewel Train? Wasn't it Magnet Train? Also on closer inspection the rail was made completely of wood, not metal. How could it stand up to all that wear and tear? The prime Snagems would be greeted with another strange scene as they came up to the Radio Tower; it was made entirely of wood. Something was not right.

"Here it is, the Radio Tower!" Meg beamed as he gestured to the towering wooden structure.

Crystal took in what Meg explained about Team Rocket here, which resulted in her assuming whatever version of Mewtwo Giovanni had created just decided to wipe them out then and there, which probably wasn't a bad thing... Until it clicked for her that they were going to be enacting the takeover of Radio Tower here. "...Light."

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Crystal followed the group around, ears continually tilted to the side in confusion. She shouldn't have been completely surprised to see the differences, but still made her slightly... put off. It put into perspective just how many places she had traveled to where the power dynamic was closer to equal, maybe swinging only slightly towards masculine or feminine. And she would rather be in those realities right now, where people felt more free to wear and act how they wanted. not like she had much room to talk considering how her ensemble was meant to cover up as much of her body as possible... She looked herself over as they continued to walk, her mind preoccupied with her appearance until they got close to where they needed to go, when she came back to this reality. The Jewel train? And why were the tracks made of wood?! Same with the Radio Tower.... There was a small gremlin part of her brain that wanted to send out Demon Wing just to see what would happen when fire hit it, but that got kept in line for the moment. "So... Should I ask how the integrity of metal is overall here?" She wiped her fingers over her arm, expecting to see some sort of oil residue or something on them, but they came back clean. "I know this body is made of Ultra Space dust and metal, but, we'll be honest, in most realities we've visited, they usually use metals instead of wood..."