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Word Count: 1,351
Level 6 Captain Falcon: 101/60
Exp Gained: +2
NEW EXP Balance--- 103/60

Esaka, The Lower Tier


Captain Falcon had not, as it turned out, been able to go with the strike team as he originally planned. Instead he found himself in Esaka’s Lower Tier, catching snippets of conversations as he bounced around between establishments in the hopes of hearing a particular keyword. So far he hadn’t had a lot of luck in that department. He’d already gone to two different tea houses and at least one bar. In each he ordered a drink and kept his ears open as he maintained his facade of being just another patron.

“So, like… it’s actually real?” Falcon overheard one yokai saying at a nearby table as he nursed his ginseng at the bar.

“Oh, it’s for real alright.” answered the other yokai in the conversation with a smug look on his face, “Real enough that my cousin was able to totally rake in zenny on the betting scene while watching.”

“Whoa… and you’re serious about the no restrictions thing?”

“Oh yeah, totally. No Heavenly Principles, just no-holds-barred fights. Two fighters enter, only one walks back out.”

Captain Falcon gave no visible reactions as he listened from the nearby bar. The description sounded like a match for the intel he was given, but he still would’ve liked some actual confirmation. As he continued eavesdropping, Falcon thought back to how exactly he found himself here instead of with the strike team…

Earlier…

As Pit and Amaterasu began their departure along with Grima, Captain Falcon followed them for a few paces before a familiar voice called his name and made him pause.

“Hey! Captain!” Falcon turned and saw Wei Lulong waving an arm as he jogged toward him. He looked like he wanted something, “You gotta minute, Falcon? I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”

”Well…” Falcon said, starting to politely decline before shrugging shoulders, ”Actually, sure, what’s on your mind Detective?” He asked before looking over his shoulder and calling toward the other Seekers, ”I’ll catch up in just a minute!”

“Walk with me.” Lei said, his cheerful tone from the fight sounding a little more somber or sober at the moment. “You already know I’m a police officer outside of the tournaments, yeah?” He said as they started walking in step with each other out of The Pools, “Well, thing is, I’ve been working a particular case that’s got me a little stuck at the moment.”

”What kind of case?” The Captain asked, his curiosity peaked.

“Organized crime… technically.” Lei was quick to reply.

”’Technically’? What do you mean by that?”

“Well, it’s actually a whole other fighting circuit that exists in the city. Not part of the Heavenly Principles. And that makes it very much illegal. Fights happen in this circuit that aren’t regulated by the Heavenly Principles, which means a lot more potential collateral damage if you get what I mean.” Lei explained.

”And you’re investigating this by yourself?” Captain Falcon asked, raising an eyebrow behind his visor.

“Nah, not even close.” Lei said with a chuckle, “A joint task force was put together between the police and special forces to investigate this thing. I just happen to be on said task force.”

”Wait, special forces as in military?” Falcon asked.

“Yep, pretty much. The circuit itself was created by a Yakuza organization called the Tojo Clan. For that reason, this case started out as strictly an organized crime case.” Lei explained, “But our intel suggested the involvement of a syndicate called the Black Dragons. They would normally fall under organized crime, too, but their name was flagged by special forces who apparently have been after those guys. And that’s why the joint task force was formed.”

”You mentioned the case having you stuck?” Falcon asked.

“Yeah, the special forces liaison assigned to the task force took it upon herself to go undercover. Without authorization, I might add.” Lei Wulong gave an exasperated sigh, “Man, she’s a real piece of work, that one.”

”Who is she, exactly?”

“This is her.” Lei said, showing Captain Falcon a dossier file describing a hard-eyed special forces lieutenant with blonde hair and looking like she had some kind of vendetta to settle. “Apparently, she’s got bad blood with the Black Dragon’s boss, a guy by the name of Kano. With a cyborg eye like his, he’s impossible to miss in a crowd. Point is, Lieutenant Blade is apparently obsessed with taking him down.”

”I’m guessing there’s some kind of story there?”

“Oh definitely.” Lei said with a grin, “But hell if I know what that is. Blade’s not exactly a social type, so getting her to tell you more about herself is damn near impossible. But on the bright side she’s been vigilant about staying in contact with the task force.”

”No offense, Detective,” Captain Falcon said, pausing his walking for a moment, ”but why are you telling me all this?”

“Because Lieutenant Blade suddenly stopped making contact a couple of days ago.” Lei explained, his tone and expression very much serious and sober once again. “I wasn’t kidding when I said that Blade was a stickler for maintaining contact while on assignment, even one she unofficially assigned to herself.”

”You’re worried that something might have happened.” Captain Falcon said, ”But that still doesn’t explain why you’re sharing all this with me.”

“I read your profile from the tournament roster.” Lei said, “You’re a bounty hunter, right? That makes you capable of handling a job like this, but freelance enough that you probably won’t be suspected. You’ve tangled with organized crime before, yeah? So you know how loud badges and uniforms can be when you’re dealing with the underworld.”

”Hmm…” Captain Falcon hummed thoughtfully, ”I suppose you’ve got a point, there. So you need me to try and get into this fighting circuit myself to try and figure out what happened to the Lieutenant?”

“That’s… pretty much the gist of it.” Lei confirmed.

”...Alright.” Captain Falcon finally said, ”I’m in. One second…” Captain Falcon activated his linkpearl, ”Sorry about this Pit, but something came up. I’m gonna have to stay here in Esaka.” Then he returned his attention to Lei. ”How do I find this fighting circuit?”

“It won’t be simple.” Lei said, “The fights for the circuit are held in multiple different locations across all the city’s tiers, much like the official Tournaments. But the locations are hidden, usually given out on an “invite only” basis, and the entrances will almost certainly require spoken passphrases to enter.”

”I can work with that.” Falcon said confidently.

“Be careful and watch your back once you’re inside.” Lei warned, “It may have started out as just a Tojo Clan operation, but I can promise you that there will be fighters and bet organizers from various criminal organizations acting as participants and backers. And when you DO find Lieutenant Blade? Tell her I said I wanna wring her neck for putting me through all this trouble.”

”Multi-faction involvement, watch my back, and pass on the message.” Falcon repeated before giving a thumbs up, ”Got it.”

“One more thing, Captain.” Lei said, “Start in the Lower Tiers, you’ll have a better shot at qualifying to fight if you start at the bottom. And when you’re trying to find the circuit, listen for the nickname people gave it as a clue that you’re getting close.”

”Nickname?” Captain Falcon asked.

“Yeah, the whole operation goes by a nickname on the streets. And that name is…”

Back in the present…

Captain Falcon continued to nurse his ginseng as the conversation between the yokai started to wind down. That was when he finally heard what he needed to hear.

“Fights without restrictions, and bets on the winners so that even the viewers have something at stake.” The yokai said, “That’s the Dragon Heat.”

“Whoa, way cool. We should try to find it ourselves and make a bet or two.”

“Hehe, let’s ask my cousin to show us where he went!”

Meanwhile, Captain Falcon set his glass down on the bar and smirked to himself. ”Bingo.”
Frozen Highlands - Moon Mountain

Friday Afternoon
Word Count: 2063 (+3 REXP) + 498 = 2561
Ace Cadet & Ganondorf


The journey through the Frozen Highlands so far had taken its toll on the Seekers, but the last trudge up to the peak was proving especially rough. Fighting through the dark, isolated, facing down the phantoms of past regrets… it would put a mental strain on anyone, from the most stoic of warriors to the kindliest companions.

Ganondorf’s own experience had been… Well, he wasn’t sure what to make of it. For most of it, he found himself chasing after a Hero wearing green. He knew that figure anywhere, and just the sight of him was always enough to make the Gerudo’s blood boil. It was a bit strange, though, that the Hero had spent most of the time being elusive rather than confronting Ganondorf directly as he was usually fated to do. It was enough to make the warlord question whether the Hero was fleeing or actually leading him somewhere. But eventually, Ganondorf was brought back to reality by voices that belonged to the other Seekers, allowing him to follow those and making it to the other end of the ordeal.

As the warlord began making his way up towards where the other Seekers had disappeared to, he caught a glimpse of movement on the ledge ahead of him. An insect and a cat were crouched in the snow, peering down over the side of the cliff that bordered the mountain path.

”Hmm?” Ganondorf grunted. Deciding that his curiosity had gotten the better of him, he made his way over to peer down over the side of the cliff where the two critters were lurking. He had noted that the cat seemed to be one of the many cats gifted to the Seekers after they escaped from the College, so was this one’s owner nearby?

Indeed they were. When Ganondorf approached the animals they tittered at him, and when he looked over the ledge he could see a shock of scarlet hair that was quickly becoming familiar. Climbing up the rock face, gloves and boots dug in to any hold they could find, was the Ace Cadet. Though still a few feet down he wasn't too far from his goal, a look of concentration on his face as he worked to make sure he didn't lose his grip and slip back down. Though when he noticed the large silhouette poking over the side, too big to be either of his new pets, the hunter blinked and nearly broke his concentration anyway.

"Oh. Hey," Ace said, as though this was the most casual meeting in the world. Then, less careful than he probably should have been, the hunter raised an arm towards Ganondorf. "Mind giving me a hand up?"

”Mm.” Ganondorf hummed with a short nod. He knelt and reached down a hand toward the Cadet’s arm and started to haul the monster hunter up over the ledge. ”First our sleep was interrupted,” he said, as if counting off the ways the day had irritated him, ”then we spent Hylia-knows-how-much time digging straight out, then got embroiled in a maze within a college of sorcerers…” He exhaled a frustrated breath as both Seekers stood back up straight again. ”And now this… whatever it has been. And the day is only, what, half over? Certainly not what I would call a very good day so far.”

Maybe it was the rather deadpan way that Ganondorf delivered this statement, but Ace actually barked out a laugh. Slightly rueful, sure, but a laugh all the same.

"No kidding," he agreed. With a crook of his finger the Cadet summoned the bug to his side, then returned it to the pal sphere on his belt. The kitty circled the two men's feet. "It's been a hail of a time so far, and today's just been hex-tra bad."

The events of the morning were definitely weighing on Ace more than some of the others in the group; a slight shadow seemed cast over his gaze, but it didn't reach his mouth, which he stubbornly made to grin at the Gerudo. "Now we're headed to the top out of food and energy. But hey, can't get any worse, right?"

”Need I remind you that we’re on our way to kill a Guardian?” Ganondorf replied incredulously, ”I wouldn’t underestimate the day’s ability to get worse if I were you.” He hmphed an exhalation of breath, ”Guardians always seem to have a way of making things worse. Especially if Moebius decides to interfere directly as they did in the Dead Zone.”

Ganondorf was the last person to really empathize with anyone, but the warlord couldn’t help but detect a hint of what the Cadet was trying to bottle up.

”Are you well?” He suddenly asked, ”You're a bit… out of sorts from the look of you.” The warlord did seem to notice how uncharacteristic that was of him and quickly added, ”It’d be immensely frustrating if one of my allies potentially dragged me down in whatever the next battle will be.” Obviously he was saving face by making himself sound more pragmatic than anything.

The joke about things not getting worse going over Ganondorf's head softened Ace's smile up a little with genuine amusement. The almost total lack of humor in this party could be funny in and of itself. The sudden pivot to asking about the hunter's well being did surprise him though, and unconsciously Ace placed a hand over his sore side. He'd already checked to make sure he wasn't bleeding, just a little banged up from the fall, and he hadn't felt like he'd been favoring one side over the other... but if even Ganondorf said something about it, then he must have looked worse than he thought. Or maybe the day's events were just catching up to him, and the exhaustion and wariness he felt lurking under his skin had already made it to the surface.

"...yup! All groovios here," he said. If he spoke with enough conviction then it would become true. "Just, uh, had a little run in with a fake ghost, boo-lieve it or not. Got a little hairy for a bit, but once we meet back up with Blazermate it'll just what the uroktor ordered. She'll fix everybody up."

Ganondorf's tacked on comment about others dragging him down had unwittingly struck at a recently exposed (courtesy of the false Mae) sore point of Ace's, but just as he'd told the shadow he was long past those days of floundering and was dedicated to learning and improving himself. Not to mention he could read between the lines, sort of, and so had an inkling the warlord just wanted to maintain his big, scary image. Ace clapped Ganondorf a few times on the back and nodded towards the path so they could get a move on.

"I'm maybe not as well as usual, but I definitely won't be a liability when we fight the Guardian. No worries," he said. "Besides, even if Consul N does show up at least we won't be going into a fight with him blind."

They started up the mountain trail again, their pace slow.

"What about you? Did you get stuck with one of those shadows too when we got split up again?"

”Depends on how you define what a ‘shadow’ is.” Ganondorf admitted with a shrug, ”I saw a figure from my world that led me around on what felt like a wild goose chase until I stumbled onto your two pets.” The warlord explained as they walked, ”Beyond that there… wasn’t really much else to tell. I could tell you who the figure was, but I doubt his identity will mean much of anything to you.”

After a moment, Ganondorf gave a rough sigh and decided to satisfy the hunter’s curiosity if any was still present, ”He’s one of the other bearers of the Triforce.” He held up a large hand to show off the glowing triangular sigil that was the Triforce of Power, ”It was originally one relic, one power that was a gift to mankind from the goddesses of Hyrule. When I had it in my grasp, it split into three. One stayed with me, and the other two vanished to bond with two other individuals. They each represent Power, Wisdom, and Courage. I hold the Triforce of Power and Princess Zelda holds the Triforce of Wisdom. The ‘shadow’ I saw was the Hero who holds the Triforce of Courage - Link.”

The hunter cat meowed proudly as though it had single-handedly saved the Gerudo from being lost in the mountains. Ace felt that the warlord's story was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't recall if he'd overheard Ganondorf talk about it before or if it had been someone else. The first name he gave, Zelda, was also ringing some kind of bell, but the second one was much easier to identify.

"Oh, I know Link," Ace said. After a beat he clarified, "well I know a Link. He fought with us for a while, but I don't think he mentioned any Triforce so many it was a different Link?"

Ace held a hand up to cup his chin as he thought about it. "That sounds more like Linkle's kind of thing. She's- well she used to fight with us too, but a curse got her, and now she's... out here, somewhere."

His voice was a touch forlorn, but only momentarily. While he still hoped they could reunite with Linkle and save her from the Skull Heart that had taken her over, he knew there was no point in dwelling on that at the moment.

"They're both from Hyrule though! I'm sure we'll run into them again," the hunter told Ganondorf, glancing his way with a smile - definitely misinterpreting the relationship between the Hyrulian hero and the Gerudo chief.

”Hmm.” Ganondorf hummed thoughtfully, but didn’t actually say anything. What would he even do in the event of encountering Link? The sight of that Hylian punk made his blood boil, but enough to derail his current objectives? And what would Link even do? Attack? Treat him with contempt and distrust as Midna had? It was already difficult enough to maintain rapport with the Seekers. Then all at once he decided it was time to change the subject.

”You mentioned Consul N.” the Gerudo King said, ”Which one was that? Was he the one who helped L when you fought her?”

"Yeah. He had a cane and could do that..." again Ace wobbled a hand in the air as he attempted to explain N's power while lacking the appropriate context. "...time lag thing. We haven't been making too much of a splash in this region yet so I dunno if he even knows we're here."

The two of them were nearing the peak now, the hollowed out shell of what appeared to be a moon hanging above them against the black sky. Being among the last to arrive, they could see most of the other members of the White Team in the near distance ahead of them waiting. If this was their destination, then the beacon they intended to set to draw the Guardian to them would be here.

With the group in such a bad way, it was the first time Ace felt so under prepared for a big fight like this. Still, he put on a cheeky little grin. "But I guess he'll know soon, huh?"

”Indubitably.” Ganondorf grunted in response.

The two of them continued chatting as they arrived at the summit, topics remaining cursory for the most part. There wasn't a whole lot of time for either of them to rest before the group as a whole entered the cavernous moon, but what time they did have was spent gearing up as much as possible for the unknown. As expected Blazermate was happy to top all of her teammates off health-wise, so at least they were all set there. And when Ace's feline friend that she was somehow Ganondorf's big sister for "rescuing" him (despite the massive Gerudo easily being more than six times the size of her), and attempted to climb her way up to groom his wild mane of red hair, the warlord deciding that handing over some of his stock of paldium in order for the Cadet to make another Pal Sphere to keep the cat in was a good idea.




...of course the combat-capable kitty did not stay in her ball for long. Once Mokou came up with the idea to ignite the sun-like object in the center of the structure the Seekers found themselves in, it didn't come as a shock to anyone that whatever had trapped the Frozen Highland's light in there would try and stop them from setting it free.

The cat, and its insectoid friend, broke out of their protective spheres to join the fight at the same time as their master, whose weapon was already drawn and ready.

"Alright," he said, drawing the great bow's string back, "let's light it up!"

Whether he meant the sun or the huge face of their foe it was hard to say. His arrows, coated in blast powder, sailed through the air at the latter, and with such a large target they were unlikely to miss. The Humbee flew around the hands and used its Feelers to search for weak points, while the kitty leapt up to swat projectiles out of the air, throwing them harmlessly to the ground before they could strike any Seekers near her.

Ganondorf didn’t need nearly as much time to prepare. He pre-emptively summoned a squad of Moblin Archers who could shoot fire arrows if that was needed to help Mokou ignite the fires. He also shed his biomechanical armor and wore the Fae Royal Set he had claimed from the Winterhold College spoils in its place, minus the helmet. Other than that, he simply brandished his newly acquired weapon from the spoils of the Seekers’ time in the Winterhold College and that was enough to get him ready.


And then, as many Seekers expected, battle began anew. The first thing Ganondorf did was pluck a Fire Arrow from one of the Moblins’ quivers and nicked himself with. The spark of flame from the enchantment was enough to trigger his Flash Fire ability, taking on the form of a flame aura ignited around him that would double the power of any fire elemental spell or attack he used going forward in the battle. Unfortunately he had little time to do much else thanks to the wave of spikes sent out along the ground by the Man in the Moon.

Ganondorf’s Bullet Jump made it easy for him to jump clear over the wave and land back on the ground safely after they subsided. His Moblins were slightly less fortunate, and two were already slain from the opening spikes. But the remaining three were still healthy enough to notch arrows and let them fly. As for Ganondorf himself, the opening volley had decided his target for him, and so he prepared to charge toward the Man in the Moon. Fortuitously, he and Ace both felt the speed buff of Roxas’s Tailwind hit them as well. Evidently the Nobody was already at work doing his own opening moves elsewhere.


Word Count: 823
Level 11 Roxas: 80/110
Exp Gained: +2
NEW EXP Balance--- 82/110

Frozen Highlands ~ Moon Mountain


It was good to finally breathe outside air again, even if it was biting cold due to the elevation. Still, just making it out of that miserable encounter was enough for Roxas to feel relieved. Of course, his Pokemon were a bit less worse for wear. Titan had cut his own HP in half in order to use Curse, and even Turbo was looking pretty tired after having put the pedal to the metal to get him and Blazermate out of there. ”Thanks, you guys.” Roxas said, giving them both a grateful pet before recalling them to their Poke Balls for some well-deserved rest.

While the other Seekers were preparing to enter the cavernous moon, Roxas took that time to sit down and decompress. The stress he’d racked up trying to fight against the Seething Sigh took its toll. Scamp - his only Pokemon that remained outside of its Poke Ball - pressed close against his trainer’s side and nuzzled against him. The Boltund could sense that Roxas was suffering in that cave, even if he didn’t fully comprehend how or why, and was instinctively trying to comfort him.

”I appreciate you, buddy.” Roxas said softly, hugging the Pokemon a moment. ”Of all the memories to get dredged up… I wasn’t expecting those.” Though he could still clearly recall the cruel, callous words of DiZ from those past interactions, Roxas had already let go of his bitterness toward the man. Or at least, he thought he had. After all, DiZ - or Ansem the Wise, as he was truly known - did what he did because he had been betrayed by his own students. At the time he was letting his desire for revenge color his perceptions. But it sure felt like Roxas was still feeling some lingering resentment for how callously he was treated while being held in that virtual prison that DiZ had constructed for him.

”I guess…” Roxas murmured to himself, ”...even if I don’t hate him anymore, I still haven’t been able to actually forgive him yet either.” But any further thoughts had to be set aside when it was time to press forward. And so Roxas and Scamp both followed the Seekers into the moon. From the sounds of it, they’d have to relight the sun or something along those lines. Roxas only had one Fire spell he knew how to cast, so he wasn’t sure how much that would contribute. Thankfully, though, fire happened to be the specialty of Mokou.

But when her flames attracted a new enemy to attack the Seekers, Roxas practically groaned. ”Why can’t it ever be simple?” Roxas only had time to cast Tailwind and Aeroga on himself before a volley of spikes were shot at all the Seekers by the Man in the Moon that had emerged. ”Scamp, return!” He shouted as he scrambled to recall the Pokemon safely then leaped up and generated a platform of virtual cubes to land on above the spike hazards as they passed.

After the wave finished, Roxas quickly recalled Scamp to his Poke Ball and went to work. He wanted to spread around as many Tailwind and Aeroga spells as he could to help the others initially and that meant he needed to be able to use Flow Motion to move around without having to worry about his Pokemon keeping up. And the first recipients of his buffs were Ganondorf and the Ace Cadet. Roxas usually made a point to target the larger or slower members of the Seekers first who could benefit more from the buff sooner. And they didn’t come much bigger than the Gerudo did. And since Ace had been nearby Roxas went ahead and tagged him with a Tailwind buff as well while he was at it.

After that, Roxas maneuvered himself closer to Sectonia so he could cast Tailwind on her as well, since she was a larger target too. Then he cast one on Mokou since her flames were going to be super important in getting this objective done. After that he made a point to give the buff to Blazermate and Sandalphon, wanting to make sure the Healers could get around quicker if they needed to. After that, he started sporadically targeting others such as Edward and his constructs as well as Ramattra. When he was sure he’d gotten everyone, that was when Roxas finally went on the attack himself, meaning his opening strike was probably one of the last ones to come out.

And when he did finally go on the offensive, the Keyblade Wielder did so by vanishing on the spot. His opening teleportation strike with his StepSword had become a staple of his fighting style at this point, and this fight was no different. Roxas reappeared behind the Man in the Moon and slashed at him with his ignited StepSword before following that with a short series of rapid Keyblade strikes with Oathkeeper and Oblivion.
Jack
Bjyerlfal City || Camphor Lab || Morning
@Ryik, @PlatinumSkink, @Psyker Landshark



”Nope, all skill baby!” Jack said proudly, Toshi’s subtle joke completely lost on him. But in complete and total fairness, it was getting pretty chaotic in there with all the people and conversations all at once. So maybe one might forgive Jack for missing a detail or two. Speaking of missing things, Jack almost completely didn’t notice when Victor replied to his answer about Giants Watch. But he managed to catch it before it was too late.

”Yeah, if you say so…” He said, not entirely convinced a trip into the caves would be all that fun. Then again, having grown up around them, it was little wonder that Jack would find the caves boring as opposed to a tourist visiting the area for the first time. Ah, the ancient dichotomy of tourists versus locals! In any case, Sparkplug’s Poke Ball finally appeared to calm down a bit so Jack relaxed his grip on it.

”Sorry to scold at ya, buddy.” He murmured to himself, ”But them’s the rules. The professor said no shenanigans in the lab, and I’m pretty sure she meant it.”

And right about then was when Jack spotted the brown-and-cream-colored fur of a Mankey’s paw trying to tap Sparkplug’s Poke Ball, ”Whoa, careful little guy.” Jack said, hosting the ball up a little more out of the Pokemon’s reach, ”Sparkplug’s in one of his moods right now and I’d hate to see someone get caught by one of his shocks.”

A girl approached moments later to scoop the Mankey up into her arms. This had to be the little guy’s trainer, Jack assumed. She called the Mankey Hiddy and reprimanded him a tiny bit, then apologized before seemingly requesting a battle later, ”Stress relief, huh? Yeah, I can see that. Though I gotta warn you, Sparkplug’s idea of stress relief is beating the tar out of an opponent, haha! But hey, if you don’t mind a little battling then I’m always game for it.”

After a moment he finally realized he forgot to introduce himself and stuck his hand out awkwardly. ”Jackson Bridge.” He said, ”Jack for the short. And the feisty little electric devil in this Poke Ball is Sparkplug. He’s, uh, temperamental sometimes. But I’ve heard that’s common among Electric and Fire types. Something about the way their electrical or heat energy surges through their body, or so I’ve read.”
Jack
Bjyerlfal City || Airport -> Camphor Lab || Morning
@Ryik, @PlatinumSkink



”Huh?” Jack perked up at the sound of his name. After a moment of looking around, he finally spotted the Professor’s aide. ”Oh hey, there you are Miss… uh…” Thankfully he didn’t have to flounder trying to remember her name as she was busy wrangling together the other new trainers arriving. So that was at least one social crisis averted… for now.

The introductions were all rapid fire, and Jack was almost positive he was going to forget half of these people’s names by the time he was actually out on Route 1 or 2. But he was addressed directly by two of the other guys. Toshi and… Victor? Was that what the professor’s aide called them? Either way, that didn’t stop Jack from twitching an eyebrow at his own name being casually misremembered.

”That’s Jack.” He corrected Toshi with an indignant huff, ”And literally anyone can be a Trainer. Me, I plan to be a Trainer who wins. And I got my Pokemon already so- OW!” He felt an indignant jolt of static coming from the Poke Ball on his belt before an ornery looking Elekid released itself from its confines and gave Jack the stink eye.

”I was going to release you in a minute, Sparkplug!” Jack said, ”I was TRYING to give us a cool introduction before you had to go and ruin it.” He grabbed the Elekid’s right ear-prong with a rubber-gloved hand, having to shoot the Pokemon a disciplinary glare when Sparkplug was about to discharge some electricity. ”Oh no you don’t!” Jack said, quickly recalling Sparkplug back into his ball, ”Not in here! Are you TRYING to get us in trouble with the Professor?” His hands clamped down onto the Poke Ball like he was having to hold it shut to keep the Elekid within from breaking back out again.

By then he realized he had completely neglected answering Victor’s questions, ”Oh right, uh… I’m from Giants Watch. And it’s um… kinda dullsville unless you’re REALLY into rocks and spelunking. If that’s your thing, then go nuts. The mines lead into plenty of cave systems and stuff if that tickles your fancy.”
Jack
Bjyerlfal City || Commercial District ~ Airport || Morning



”What, hey! Watch it!” complained Jackson Bridge when he was bumped by one of the many fans moving to go see the apparent celebrity that was also getting off the plane. His complaint went ignored, however, since apparently some people could turn into mindless zombies when it came to their favorite idols or whatever. He adjusted the shoulder strap of his bag and started the descent down the stairs of the plane. Now, what was it the Professor said to do? Something about an assistant being at the airport to pick him and a few others up?

”Oh, crud… what was her name again?” Jack muttered, struggling to recall the name of the aide he was supposed to be looking for. All he could do for the moment was scan the airport and hope he spotted someone with a labcoat, possibly holding one of those signs with his name on it or something. All the while, he couldn’t get the person’s name off the tip of his tongue.

Meanwhile, he felt the Poke Ball on his belt vibrate a moment, or at least he thought it did anyway. Electric Pokemon like Sparkplug were required to stay in their balls while on the plane for safety reasons. Something about their electrical energy potentially causing interference with the equipment. Either way, that meant Sparkplug had to be cooped up for the flight and the little Elekid had not been happy about that. He protested and complained, even refusing to return to his ball for a bit which nearly made Jack miss the plane boarding before takeoff. But he did eventually manage to coax his partner into the ball. And now the ornery little guy was eager to get back out.

”Yeah, I know, buddy.” Jack said, placing a hand on the Poke Ball to try and calm it down, ”Look, just… just give me a minute to get out of here first, okay? Gotta find this aide person. Miss, uh… ah jeez, why can’t I think of her name?” Speaking of which, he still hadn’t spotted any labcoats or someone holding a sign with his name on it. Was she late? Or was there just too much of a crowd right now thanks to that contest idol’s fans?

”I swear, if this crowd makes me late on the first day…”
Confession: Resentment III

Setting: Moon Mountain, Wintry Thursday Afternoon
Blazermate, Roxas & Co.
Word Count: 1,169 (+2)


”AAAAH!”

Roxas’s cry was as sharp as it was sudden. He dropped to his knees, Keyblades vanishing as they clattered against the cave floor. He was doubled over, clutching his head and chest as his ears began to ring with familiar words…

”Roxas isn’t the only one who was never meant to exist.”

”And if I am a servant, then you should consider yourself a tool, at best.”

Roxas’s body began to violently thrash about as he fought and struggled to block out the stress and voices in his head. Even Turbo and Titan had now taken notice and were pausing their attacks to approach their beloved trainer. ”NGAAAH!”

”A Nobody doesn’t have a right to know. Nor does it even have a right to be.”

Even Scamp managed to pop out of his Poke Ball unprompted, and Boltund whined with worry as he nudged his nose against his trainer, unsure what was hurting him so deeply but wanting to comfort him anyway.

”There’s no knowledge that has the power to change your fate.”

”He holds half of Sora’s power within him. In the end, he’ll have to give it back.”

Tears streamed down Roxas’s cheeks as he thrashed in pain. ”I hate you so much!” He suddenly cried out, though the object of that hatred and resentment was not currently present save for the painful memories being drudged up by his Meltdown.

”It’s the fate of a Nobody.”

”Uuuh…” Blazermate said in confusion looking at Roxas go through his meltdown. She guessed this was one of those ‘stress’ enemies some of the other Seekers had talked about, giving a status she really couldn’t clear and all that. She guessed they had to get things going and try to kill this thing especially since she had no idea what was going on with Roxas. So while he was having his breakdown, and the Seething Sigh inflated one lung, Blazermate used the illusions she spawned with to distract the boss while she went in with her ubersaw and shield to get her ubercharge up again.

It would only take a few hits with her ubersaw to get to the ubercharge she was looking at, using her shield arm to block the creature’s next attack as it had attacked and dispelled the illusions hurting it. And once she blocked the attack, she hit the creature’s main body point blank with a Medaforce beam, healing herself for all the damage she dealt to the creature. Even as she attacked, however, the abominator retaliated with Blind Fury. Unfortunately, the abomination retaliated attacks with Blind Fury, and though the Blind tokens went away during her ubersaw assault (and the new Combo token did nothing for now), the Block+ token reduced the Medaforce beam’s overall damage by 75%.

”NGAAAH!” Roxas’s body slowly began to float upward just off the ground. In his state of meltdown, he began to instinctively put everything into a desperate attack. ”Me Heart belongs to ME!” He screamed as columns of searing Light began to rain down like thunderbolts all around him. His Limit Break struck in a mostly random pattern but the majority of the columns were focused on and around the Sigh. ”GIVE ME STRENGTH!” He screamed, his voice coming out raw as the columns of Light all suddenly doubled in size, power and speed as he entered the Final Limit of this Magic Hour.

But then, as suddenly as it came out, the Limit Break came to an end. And the Sigh looked like it still had health to spare. But one stray column of Light close to the end of the attack had provided a vital bit of illumination that revealed a passage out. ”T-That way!” Roxas said hoarsely, pointing toward the exit he’d spotted with one of his Keyblades and began to force himself to run that way. His Pokemon, confused and concerned, all moved to follow their trainer without question.

As the Seekers began to flee, the Seething Sigh -wounded by the Limit Break but very much alive- finally used Dying Light. In an instant the cave went pitch black again and Blazermate found herself hurtling away as if seized by the dark itself. Three points of Stress hit her all at once, which left her at an extremely dangerous nine out of ten. The bigger problem was her escape. While Roxas remembered where the exit passage was, Blazermate had definitely lost track of it in the tumult, and a final Sundering Exhalation was only seconds away.

”Return!” Roxas quickly recalled Scamp and Titan, leaving only Turbo whose back he immediately hopped on, ”Hit the gas, Turbo, we gotta grab Blazermate!” Turbo’s wheels screeched as the Revavroom practically donutted into a sharp U-turn and zoomed back toward where Blazermate had been hit. Before she could even screech to a halt, Roxas hopped off and grabbed the Medabot, then jumped right back onto Turbo without missing a beat thanks to Flowmotion.

”Get us out of here, Turbo! Step on it!” The Revavroom didn’t need to be told twice, hitting the gas again and accelerating toward the escape route as fast her speed would carry them. Blazermate kept her healing beam attached to Roxas, holding her shield behind her as she saw the Sigh rearing for another attack as they made their way to escape.

Turbo zoomed through the exit, then made a hairpin right turn just in time to place the solid rock between her passengers and the Sundering Exhalation at their heels. A wall of gale-force wind burst out of the passage behind them, strong enough to send them hurtling hundreds of feet out into empty space if they got caught. The Seekers’ hearts were pounding, but with that abominable thing far too big to get out of its grotto in order to pursue them, they could finally let out sighs of their own and start licking their wounds. For whatever reason, the darkness that shrouded Moon Mountain seemed slightly more permeable, so they could make their way upward once more.

”I really hate these things that inflict stress. Why are they so common? Is that why people have such a hard time with some of these guardians and things?” Blazermate said, making sure to heal herself up first as they continued onwards having been able to get away from that creature.

”I… I dunno.” Roxas admitted, choosing to let Turbo continue carrying them for now until they caught up with the other Seekers, ”But I don’t like ‘em either. That thing made me remember some of the worst moments of my life.” But now that the battle was over, and now that he’d gained some recovery from the Heal Beam, Roxas was finally starting to feel a bit better after his moment of meltdown in that fight. ”Thanks for having my back in there, Blazermate.” As soon as he regained his MP he cast a quick Curaga to top off Blazermate, and from there they could focus on figuring out where everyone else went.
Fun fact: I was originally considering having the gift Jack's dad gave him be an Odd Keystone that he found while on a dig in his home region of Sinnoh. It would tie nicely into the fact that, well, Jack's dad is originally from Sinnoh. Part of me wonders if I should have gone with it anyway, but the other part of me also knows that summoning a Spiritomb requires you to jump through some weirdly specific hoops so maybe not the best fit for an RP.


@PlatinumSkink I think it's implied somewhere that most Wild Pokemon want to be caught on some level, hence why in the main games they always politely wait for you to send out your Pokemon instead of just going for the direct attack like they do in Legends. So if we go by that logic, then yes, I could see a wild Dhelmise letting itself be reeled in in the hopes that it's a nice trainer who will care for it and treat it well.

Also I wouldn't sweat it on the Trapinch thing. It's not that big of a deal.
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