Tessa: I think that depends on how much this world works like a story.

Tessa: I don't have time for stories, I'm killing Missingno.

Talia: <Boo, Genre Blindness!>

-above the entrance to the church is a large sign saying CHURCH OF ARCEUS in bold letters. Tessa pushes open the double doors and leads the group into the cathedral-

-or at least, it's supposed to be a cathedral. In reality, it looks more like, well, an office building. There's a block of cubicles off to the side, where men and women in clothes ranging from robes of every color to suits sit and type frantically at computers. A long aisle stretches out in front of them, leading to a very large desk, behind which a woman in a navy blue suit, auburn hair pulled back in a tight bun, sits with a phone held between her chin and shoulder, one hand scribbling notes. A shimmering gold nameplate on her desk reads HIGH PRIESTESS-

-as Tessa and the rest of the group walk down the aisle, people scurry back and forth carrying offerings and pads of paper. Two hallways branch off from the main room: one leads to a large, steaming fountain, beside which acolytes lay down offerings and dump sacks of what appear to be coffee beans in. The other leads to a small break room, where acolytes and priests chat-

-as the group reach the large desk, they can hear garbled Monese coming from it, to which the woman nods occasionally. Noticing the group, she holds up one finger, then shifts the phone-

Woman: Yes, yes, Lady Kyogre, I understand, and I'll be sure Lord Arceus gets the message. Please hold for just a moment.

-she presses a button on her phone stand and turns to the group, beaming-

Woman: Welcome to the Church of Arceus! I am High Priestess Kay. How may I help you?

Tessa: We're here to see Arceus about killing Missingno.!

Kay: Oh, another team? Do you have an appointment?

Tessa: Do--what? We're trying to save the world here! Why do we need an appointment?

Kay: I'm very sorry, but Lord Arceus is very busy, and you need an appointment to see him.

Tyler: And is the waiting list longer or shorter than Wraith's lifespan?

Ken: -hanging at the back of the group, hands in his pockets and then coughs, before stepping forward closer to the desk- Miss... I'm sorry that we've come without an appointment, we're simply hoping that we could ask our Lord Arceus a simple request. We wouldn't be seeking his divine help without it being a dire matter... Please. -tilts his head slightly, pushing back his black hair and looking into the High Priestess' eyes- Would you be able to help us in any way, before it's too late? We would be forever in your debt.

Tyler: ...Well then.

So we have to go on a fetch quest now?

Sarah: I'd go with honored, personally. It's not every day to get to be an attendant to the gods.

Tyler: (to Sarah) I guess.

-sighs as the list is given- Well, this'll be interesting, I suppose. I wonder if Arceus takes his coffee with cream or sugar or milk...

What's on the list?

Tartarus:<Food! Duh!>

Ken: -turning his gaze to Ronny- You've got some connections to wherever Arceus is. A hotline directly to him. A portal that presumably doesn't char to ashes everything you send if you're sending him food. All I wanted to know is how, and where, but if that's not info available to me... -shrugs, putting his hands in his pockets and returning to the hunt with the others-

-Tyler follows-