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Col Ward

Col found that another man had come up behind him, to his surprise it was the son of Lord Bryce himself. "Ah well, it seems your little cottage is quite busy, I shall wait until your business with the doctors and milord's son is concluded before intruding upon you with my own concerns." Col said politely, bowing briefly to Favian as he did so. Though it pained him to let the others go first, as it meant that Lorenzo may well be swept away in a prior engagement, the doctor had been here first and Favian outranked him, so it was only just that he allow them to speak with the tracker first. As such Col stepped to the side and waited patiently, as he thought over the situation. Rolf's insistence on keeping abreast on current events as well as his education in general made it so Col was perfectly aware that Lord Bryce's son had not been seen in quite some time. However, one might also consider the unknown reason for the presence of the soldiers he'd observed earlier and how that factored into this. The only way Favian would be able to escape notice for this long was if he was actively avoiding detection. Therefore it wouldn't make much sense for him to be around Lord Bryce's guards, but if the guards had picked up knowledge of Favian's whereabouts it would make sense for them to be looking around. There really wasn't any way to tell at the moment. Could he do something to prove this person's identity either way? Col considered this as he waited.

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Of course. I was just making sure you guys knew that.

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@AngelofOctober Just to confirm, Favian is at same cottage as everyone else yes?

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got u boo

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

PRT Headquarters

Remora had received a call later that evening, once he arrived he would be directed to a room similar to the one he'd first arrived in. Within he would find the Protectorate hero Inkscape sitting with two neatly arranged stacks of paper waiting for him. One stack was the heavily indented stack of paperwork Remora had filled out and the other was a much nicer looking stack that was lacking the same... energetic impressions in the paper. It seemed Inkscape had taken it upon himself to make sure Remora's documents were presentable. Upon Remora entering the room Inksacpe would look up cheerily, "Ah good, you're here. I just need you to confirm some of your information, take an oath, get an understanding of your power, and we can get you out of here in no time: or find something for you to do if you'd prefer. Sound good?" The hero's overly large eyes peered at Remora in a friendly fashion, waiting expectantly.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

PHYSICAL EDUCATION

Krysanthe's shirt joined the pile of clothing on the ground(leaving a plain gray sports bra underneath), cementing her place in the team of skins. Also showing that she wasn't lacking the muscle department either, though not as brazenly as the boys. Plus her legs were stronger anyway. Trad showed off a bit and then brought up strategy. Krysanthe kinda knew most of the people here, but not really what they were good at very well. So Krysanthe figured she'd just bring up what she could do. "I bet I can kick it at least half the field, so as soon as we get it we just need someone to make it to the bad guy's goal and I'll get it to them. Easy peazy." Krysanthe said confidently. This was her strong suite after all. Furthermore the self-appointed ref Selena brought up they should be able to use their semblances in it. "I second the motion!" Krysanthe said boldly. The more exciting the game the better!

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Sofia Stien - Train yard

Sofia nodded in response to Heartloss's explanation, looking for a box that fit the funny shaped O. Chatterbox gave out a few suggestions and Sofia looked between Thunderbird and Chatterhead with a bit of conflict. Luckily it was resolved when Headhunter found the box. Sofia detached herself from Thunderbird, landing on the ground with a hop and skipped over to Chatterhead. "Let's just hold hands ok?" she asked helpfully, offering her hand to him. Chatterhead didn't seem like the type to give people piggyback rides, for some reason or another. She didn't think too hard on it. Jason meanwhile began tossing boxes out of the way like they were made of paper until he found the case with the previously explained funny shaped O prompting a small ooh of amazement out of Sofia. Now it was time for them to hatch their brilliant escape! Hm. What was their escape plan again? Sofia decided she'd just hang on to Chatterhead, as long as she did that it didn't really matter whether she knew it or not.

Pokémon: Start

Ha, I thought you used Double-kick on purpose because he had sturdy, guess it worked out though :D

Pokémon: Start

Oh yeah and by 'fight' I mean 'stall until I can get the loot and run'.

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Dawkin Trustram

_{@PlatinumSkink}

Ha! Caught the litt- huh? Dawkin reflexively stepped back as poor Atlas was rag-dolled across the forest and nearly into him. asdfk;ljads. He hadn't known the Sawsbuck was just gonna move out of the way! Dawkin's brain was kicked into overdrive at the sight of his KOed pokemon and the attack that was charging. Dawkin had always been a fast thinker though. It took him only a heart-beat to run towards the captured Pichu and more importantly to his survival throw a Pokeball at the Sawsbuck, the ball arcing over to land on the Pokémon's back. Did he think he could catch it? Of course not, Dawkin knew he wasn't that lucky.

"Wooper watergun!" He shouted, pointing at the Sawsbuck as he made a mad dash for the Pichu. Naturally Wooper, cheerful as ever, inhaled and launched a blast of water. If everything went according to plan, Sawsbuck would go into the Pokeball, even if just for a moment, and Wooper's watergun would send it flying away. If the Sawsbuck destroyed the pokeball the attack wouldn't be used on Dawkin and he would have time to adapt accordingly, plus the angry Pokémon might be more angry at Wooper than it was Dawkin given the watergun. There was no way the attack could hit Dawkin and the Pokeball either because of the angle he'd thrown in it. Finally, there was the chance that the Sawsbuck would ignore everything and screw his day royally and possibly kill him. A small chance. Hopefully. Dawkin zapped Atlas back into his own Pokeball, pulling out a Repel Can just in case. So much to do so little time. But there was no way in hell he was leaving without that Pichu.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote
x1 Rare Candy
x1 Moon Stone
x1 Dragon Scale

Pokédollars: 3345p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 11
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt, Metal Claw
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: Female
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 9
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport, Mud Shot
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.