In the light of that one dropping out, I decided to post anyways. Draco can react to her action if he wants to.
Tell me if Knight's interrupted at any point during that post. If she is, then the post will likely not be accomplished in its entirety. Also tell me if I make her do something she cannot. Otherwise, yeah, that's it. Also, what is this communicator she has? ... Oh, well.
Knight found that the fighting had largely ended with the Covenant’s arrival, so she ran over to seek for survivors among those that lay bleeding. She started ripping their clothes to try to use the patches to close the wounds, making a mental note to bring bandages or so with her in future trips.
Sickle-Cell followed her. She hadn’t expected that. She frowned as he recommended her to leave the city. While she thought about what could have brought him to say this, she didn’t reply. Then she was startled as Vector’s voice came through the communicator, but the message was nice and clear. Anomaly followed after with a more… sensitive line. While listening to what Sickle-Cell was saying after, Knight took the communicator to her mouth and spoke silently. It was to the Wards she spoke.
‘You might have brought it out, but it was always in him.’ She said first to Anomaly, speaking silently due to not wanting Sickle-Cell to overhear the next part. ‘Wards, get out of here. I won’t be able to protect you.’ She said, hoping they’d listen. Then, she answered Sickle-Cell.
‘I trust Praetor’s words more than yours, but your reasoning has been noted.’ Knight answered Sickle-Cell on the part about believing in that they were all the Protectorate could spare. There had to be some reasoning behind if they didn’t spare more, like being ready in case greater dangers appeared, or so.
She sighed out at his question if she was going to let him leave. Knight stood, turned, and glared at him, sword in her right hand pointing at the ground, not raised. ‘… The hell are you still here for? The situation has changed. The answer is no.’
Knight manifested her armor. At point-blank range, it was far easier to manifest a shaped body, and she had been preparing to manifest it ever since it became clear she might be ending up in close combat with him, shaping it in her mind. A thin layer of paused time, it froze all over her already armored body, and extended out over her sword as well. Like this she was basically invulnerable. However, there were consequences.
Neither light nor sound nor radio-waves could travel through her armor of frozen time. Nothing could. Meaning if she wanted to speak, listen or see she had to open holes in the armor, which would be weak points Sickle-Cell was perfectly suitable to abuse. The only sense she had was touch, which took the form of a pressure against her mind where anything pressed against her barriers. The only way she could fight Sickle-Cell was to make herself completely invulnerable, but this was in exchange of her senses. She couldn’t protect ANYONE from in here. Only attack.
Which she did. If nothing else happened, she propelled herself directly at Sickle-Cell with her telekinetic power over her barriers which gave her the rating of Mover 2, shaping the armor to accommodate her movements. It put a heavy pressure on her mind, she couldn’t use her powers to do anything else while like this in addition to the loss of her senses, but in exchange for all this she’d be invulnerable, at least for now. Like this, not even Sickle-Cell could harm her… she thought. She was under the impression there was no blood on her right now. If there were, then she had just locked herself into a torture-chamber.
She attempted to tackle Sickle-Cell. In case of impact she’d try to grab onto him, hold him in place, pursue where she felt that she hit him. If she missed (which she considered likely) she’d continue a bit before spinning around and opening a hole in the frozen armor to her eyes so she could see and confirm the current situation, ready to quickly close it again if she had attacks heading for her. She did keep in mind how far it was to the next building, invulnerable armor or not it would still hurt to fly into a building.
Okay, um. I don't want to hold the situation back just because I wanted to wait to see if the others wanted to do something. But I also want to give a bit of a warning. So. I'll post when this post becomes a day old. Yeah.
@Pirouette It's a trial for a reason. But hey, you've been doing fine so far, haven't you? XD
@Joshua Tamashii Both start with Char. It gives me the impression that I either gave him a Pokémon based on the name I gave him, or I named him based on the Pokémon I gave him, which is silly. Noted, it's not a complete coincidence, since I always wanted the demonstration to be fire-themed since I don't know how long ago and that must have impacted the decision-making in both decisions, but I hadn't realized until now. I try to avoid such silliness like "Char-l with Char-mander", and such. Hah. Oh, well.
Creep wandered into the alley, avoiding the Rockers that guarded it. She wouldn't have been surprised if one of these meeting really was the reason the Community knew the Rockers had a Stranger, but that was beside the point. Now, she had a much more pressing thing to do. And a subject she wanted to breach to this man, Shatterpoint...
He was a teenager, just like herself, wasn't he? Was he going to school or anything like that? Was this villain-thing his life...? Things like that wandered her mind for a brief moment. Since yesterday, he felt a lot more like he was on her side, compared to what else threatened out there. She was sure he wasn't a good person, but... she had started to wonder why.
She wondered how to ask what she wanted to ask. It felt a bit awkward. Yet, she wanted to do it. How to start... well, at the very least, she could make him aware she was there.
i'm here
She displayed the words, written by dim light some distance from his eyes straight in front of him, ensuring that the light wasn't so bright as to be annoying. She had learned more about that in the time talking to him. For now, she simply waited to be addressed.
Shatterpoint inclined his head slightly, "Good that you made it back. How'd things go?" Although he knew she was there now he didn't change his posture and remained leaning slightly against the wall behind him, speaking just softly enough to be heard by Creep.
Creep stood silent, watching him. After she made the message vanish, she made him wait. Partly because she wasn't sure how she wanted to go about this. ... Oh, guess it was just to get going.
i was successful in my infiltration and learned new information but before i tell you what i learned, i wish to ask you a personal question
She paused there to let him digest that, and potentially respond.
Shatterpoint made a small gesture with his hand to indicate that she should continue.
Okay. Now for what she planned in her mind. She wanted this to feel... a bit more serious. She just had to gather her courage for it.
To Shatterpoint, an area in front of him started becoming darker and darker. Finally it became a humanoid shape. Then, the darkness slipped off her to become her shadow, and she revealed her figure. It was... kind of embarrassing to do, but she wanted to, he knew she was Wisp, anyway. She was only directing the light of her to his eyes, she was still invisible in all other directions. So, what he saw was her, draped in relatively tight black clothes from head to toe except for parts of her face, a belt with all her weapons around her waist, hood covering her hair, blindfold covering her eyes and similar cloth covering her mouth as a mask. But, she let him see her frown, and pulled a little on the cloth covering her mouth, because she didn't want to use the voice changer right now. She wanted a serious conversation, cape to cape.
only you can see me right now - Was written in white text above her right shoulder. Still... she folded her arms after having pulled away the cloth in front of her mouth, and looked towards him, frowning with intention.
‘Why are you a villain? What's it worth to you?’ She asked silently, mirroring how he'd spoken softly, looking at him through the blindfold. She hoped showing herself like this and asking with her own voice revealed how serious she was with this question.
Shatterpoint's eyes fluttered beneath the goggles of his face mask in a very noticeable way. It was clear that he hadn't expected this sort of question and he definitely wasn't comfortable with it. Despite his obvious qualms with the question, he didn't protest. "Uh, well..." Even though he had been taken aback, the young man still barely spoke loud enough so that only Wisp could hear. "Friendship."
Creep was a little surprised by his reaction. She had almost certainly expected him to harshly state that it was none of her business rather than become uncomfortable and then give a hesitant answer. But the answer he gave...
‘Friendship?’ She repeated, her tone one of not entirely believing her ears. ‘You embarked on a life of plaguing the lives of others for the benefit of your own... for friendship?’ She continued, staring at him with arms still folded, hoping to hear him elaborate.
He shook his head, clearly disapproving of what she said. Or maybe it was how she said it? "Not plaguing others. Helping us. Misfits. Rejected. Needing acceptance." He looked away from her semi-invisible form. this was... A raw, tender nerve for him.
Creep stood silent for a bit, watching him become uncomfortable. ‘So that's how it is. A group bound together by a common desire for camaraderie and belonging somewhere, committing crimes to keep yourselves relevant and fed. Is that it?’ She asked, continuing to look after where he turned his head.
Wisp couldn't tell much from the direction the Rocker's second in command was looking. He appeared to simply be staring at a couple of the grunts who were lazing about. "No!" he responded quite harshly, keeping his tone down albeit with some difficulty. "Not a group. Just... Just us." Shatterpoint's usually calm and stoic demeanor had given way to something else entirely. His voice sounded almost childish, like this were a tantrum.
"We're done about me. Report?"
She flinched a little at his rebuttal, becoming afraid that she had pushed him too far and he was now going to advance on her for it. But... no, that wasn't the case. Fortunately, she still wore the blindfold, and any potential fear wouldn't have been visible. But... alright. She sighed, audibly enough that he could hear it. She had hoped to get some insight into who he was as a person, and she had, sure, but not as deep as she had hoped. He hadn't explained it to her, just a few words which would have to serve as guidelines. ... Okay, then.
‘Fine. I’ll tell you what I learned that was new to me. And I’ll tell you why I asked.’ She adjusted her steps to stand before him confidently as she continued, her tone serious.
‘The leader of the Community, Patriarch, is a high-ranking Master-Striker that touches someone and then makes them his minion. He doesn’t actively control them, but he rewrites their will, their hopes and dreams, so that they become his loyal servant that'd do anything he asks of them. He puts a single hand on you, and you'd happily become his agent who’d willingly sell out all those you hold dear. And the worst part? You don't have any idea who he might have touched. They're probably among your ranks already, people he has touched but haven't revealed yet. Unwilling spies working for him as if willingly. Honestly, I'm a danger, as I was just at his rally. What if I was captured and I'm actually just pretending to have got away safely? ... I know I'm not, but if I was captured and touched by Patriarch I'd be saying the very same thing.’ She looked at him long and hard as she continued.
‘He had police officers guarding the rally, who without a doubt he had touched previously. He showed off his new addition to the family, Sonika, I'm sure you know of her. He told of his intentions to make everyone in the entire city join his family, implying he has no max number of servants and that it doesn't wane with time. And at the end, he warned that the Rockers had obtained a Stranger. I don't know how he found out, probably from one of his unknown agents, but he'll be ready for me in the future. What I feel this means? That he dares to announce this so publicly, about his powers and naming the Rockers? He's coming for you soon, and I don't think you can win. So, unless becoming part of his "family" together appeals to your idea of friendship, I’m going to suggest you flee this city.’ She said, eyes frowning.
‘I asked about your reasons for being a villain because I was wondering what might be a reason to put yourself in danger against foes like that. I find your excuse insufficient, so I’m going to recommend you warn others and hightail. I'm going to tell the local Protectorate about this, hope that they call in the big guns on the Community before it’s too late. But, in case they've already been made part of his family, I want you to ensure the Protectorate somewhere else is informed as well. They need to bring him down before he has claimed enough people that we’ll be powerless to stop him. ... That's all.’ She finished, sighing out as she had finally said all she wanted to.
Shatterpoint remained stoic as each knew piece of information was introduced and Creep gave her advice. He shook his head. "Thank you for the information, it's helpful. And while I apprecaite your concern, I can't take your advice. We can win. We have to. I'll tell Ceramix this news and I'll see how to proceed. If he deems it neccasary he'll inform the Protectorate as well. If that is all, then we'll meet at Lincoln Park in three days." His tone of voice suggested that the conversation was over and he began walking away, doubtless to get into contact with Ceramix.
She squeezed her fists a little at the statement that he can win, frowning a bit. You and what army, she couldn't help but think. They had Xolotl, Sonika, numerous other capes, whoever Patriarch might be keeping secret, while Shatterpoint had... ... ...
‘Okay, then.’ Was all she said, before she wiffed her image away in a shroud of smoke should Shatterpoint still have her slightly in his field of vision. Now, she could just have instantly vanished, but she did want to give the impression of being a slight bit more theatrical. But, suppose that was it, then. Creep turned and left, feeling a bit annoyed at Shatterpoint insisting he could win when she couldn't see how. But... very well, then.
Next stop, Protectorate HQ. She hadn't want to go before talking to Shatterpoint because... well, if it turned out they were all already on Patriarch's side, at least Shatterpoint had now walked away safely to inform others. Hopefully.
Actually, before that... Creep decided she had another thing she could do.
Tell me if I made any massive mistakes. Otherwise, there ya go.
@Eklispe ... And this place has Grass Pokémon for your Rock and Water type. ... Haha, it's at least better than the last place you tried. Here, have some new moves.
@Pikmin Eye Here. Have info-dump. Also, this is an extremely vague service, feel free to barter if you wanna. XD
@Joshua Tamashii I swear, it was a complete coincidence that the guy I named "Charl" happened to have a Charmander. I realized the coincidence as I was writing that post. I hadn't even realized. I had given him his name and his Pokémon at separate occasions, never associating them, and then I was like typing "Charl and Charmander" and I'm like "Waaaait". ... Haha. Anyways, yupp.
@Rune_Alchemist I had two things I had in mind that I could do. I'll save the other one for later. Now I'll just see how you feel like reacting. Heh. Of course, you're completely free to act anyhow you want. Completely ignoring these two will result in them walking away. Heh.
@Pirouette Yupp, you've survived so far. Now it's just basically the last two Pidgeottos that can place themselves freely to attempt blowing you off, and Pidgeot, potentially. Heh. What ya wanna do?
Dawkin headed off from the waters and onto the next route. There, he was greeted with a slight kiss of cold, but otherwise a natural route.
Route 5
Just as Stillwood Village is the least visited settlement in Isson, Route 5 is among the least travelled routes on Isson main landmass. The route is a steady incline from Lakewatch Town to Stillwood Village, with some elements of the base of Mt. Chill nearby, the waters of Dragon Lake next to it too, sporadic forest from that surrounding Stillwood Village and some of the plain elements from route 6 as well, along with a very traveller-friendly road makes Route 5 perhaps one of the most naturally stunning routes of Isson. There are no roads for asphalt here, only travellers are explorers seeking or exiting Lakewatch Town for some reason, as well as Pokémon trainers on their journeys.
A peaceful route without any real dangers, it still offers a lot of variation. Walk on the west side by the waters of Dragon Lake to potentially encounter some Pokémon of the lake. Walk by the mountains on the east and perhaps feel some of the radiating cold of the range of Mt. Chill to perhaps see some more mountainous Pokémon or maybe an ice Pokémon that stumbled out of their caves. The route is a bit cold, attributed perhaps best to the proximity to the Frozen Cavern, and it gets colder the closer the mountain you go. Multiple rivers run down from the mountains, part of Mt. Chill that melts, but efficient wooden bridges help passage over. And of course, patches of forest here and there.
The south of Route 5 opens up towards what people call the Vast Plains, or simply Route 6. There parts of the Endless Forest spread out to make things a bit more covered in trees, but as soon as you leave this forest, all you’ll see is plains as far as you can see, and that’d be Route 6. On the other side of the route is the forest that covers Stillwood Village, you need to enter the forest to get to the village. At the middle by the lake is Lakewatch Town, resting a bit above Dragon Lake. And, of course, the passage up to the Frozen Cavern lies up that hill, for those who want to brave the range that leads towards the enclosed and frozen Route 9 on the other side.
… And as one travels Route 5, one might realize that the route’s grass contain many Deerlings walking around, enjoying the relative lack of humans and other dangers. Upon approach of any humans the timid Pokémon are however quick to run and hide in any patches of tall grass or forests they can find. Most of them are pink in color, not really helping them hide anywhere as their spring-form’s really colorful, but closer to the Frozen Cavern there are Deerlings that still haven’t shifted from their winter form.
Pokédex Entry #585 – Deerling, the Season Pokémon. A Pokémon known to live in mountain grass, it changes it’s appearance based on current temperature and humidity, effectively giving it a new form for each season. People used them to foretell the current season. They live in herds and are very timid with other living beings, hiding quickly.
And, also. Every here and there on the route there’s a couple of rather distinct leaves just sticking up at random, sometimes in very odd locations like in the middle of the road or right in the middle of nowhere. If wandering close enough, it’d be obvious. They’re sleeping Oddishes.
Pokédex Entry #43 – Oddish, the Weed Pokémon. During the day, Oddish finds nutrient-rich soil to sleep in and absorbs, specially preferring cold soil. When touched by the moonlight, it then pulls itself up and starts wandering, spreading its pollen and looking for a new place to sleep. If it is pulled up by an aggressor during the day, it shrieks out loudly.
… So, yeah, it’d find plenty of cold soil on this route next to the Frozen Cavern. Natural Oddish habitat. Then, as said, looking into the grass there were numerous bugs.
Pokédex Entry #664 – Scatterbug, the Scatterdust Pokémon. Using a dust which covers its body and regulates its body-temperature, it can live in any region or climate. If attacked, it can release a poisonous black powder which paralyzes upon contact.
Pokédex Entry #10 – Caterpie, the Worm Pokémon. It has a great appetite and eats green leaves larger than itself. Its feet has suction cups allowing it to climb on any surface. If attacked, it can release a stench from its antenna to ward off attackers. It is known to grow fast, and will create a cocoon out of silk for itself to evolve.
For training, this was better for Atlas. The bugs and grass-Pokémon could be targeted by Headbutts, and his Steel-type protected against the Absorb of Oddishes. Wooper… not similarly, but there were bugs here to train against, so. Not as much experience in shooting down bugs with water, though.
Atlas grew to level 11! Atlas learned Metal Claw! Wooper grew to level 9! Wooper learned Mud Shot!
So, what now?
1. Find Pokémon. Can be specified what kind of Pokémon is being searched for, and how you search. 2. Train Pokémon. With this command, we can jump ahead in time and skip posting about grinding. 3. Seek trainers. While not many, there are still trainers and explorers in the area, mostly trying to get to the next. 4. Talk. You could seek someone out to talk to them, if you want to. 5. Move along. Move along normally, letting any events that may come happen naturally. 6. Hurry along. Intentionally avoid confrontations and try to get safely to the next destination. 7. Specify. If you specify what you want to do, the GM will take it into account and tell the result. 8. Trigger random event. Force the GM to use his imagination to make a scenario for you. 9. Area Specific: Random House. Uh. There’s an excessively out-of-place red house in the middle of the route, the door standing wide-open. … Want to visit?
Connected areas: Lakewatch Town. Right behind you. Stillwood Village. In the north lies the forest which hides the village, Mt. Strength lying behind it.. Route 6. Vast plains start in the south-east, this route leads towards Raremine Town. Frozen Cavern. After an incline up to the ridge of Mt. Chill, a cavern of ice could guide the way to Route 9 and Cooldome City. Endless Forest. To the south, a dark forest looms. There are no indications as to why you’d ever want to go there.
The girl smirked at the comment about the backpack. ‘Oh, it’s sturdy alright. Otherwise I wouldn’t be using it. Okay, so let’s see.’ She then said, thinking a bit about the things Martin had said he wanted to know about.
‘Route 5. There are lots of Oddishes and Deerlings on the route. Look in grass for Scatterbugs and Caterpies. The route hoots with Hoothoots during night, same as Route 4. Look in forests long enough, and you can find small gatherings of forest-dwelling electric Pokémon in both Route 4 and 5, like Pikachu. Careful wandering those forests, though. It’s spring. Sawbucks are more active than in other seasons, and they’re more inclined to attack than Deerlings are. … Heh, I just told someone that. But, Moderate Tip, eh. Alright.’ She smirked. ‘Look carefully at the trees in the forests of Route 4 or 5. If you think they’re suspect, throw some water at them. You might face an interesting surprise.’ She chuckled a little bit before thinking a bit more.
‘Alright, I’ll count this as a minor tip for Endless Forest. So here’s the thing. Endless Forest messes with your mind.’ The girl lifts a finger and pokes to the side of her head. ‘Be it by Pokémon hijinks, by fairy-tale magic or whatever other mystical reason, you’re always going to find your way to the same pathway through the forest, and it’s never, EVER going to end. Doesn’t matter what direction you enter the forest, you end up on the same road. Leave the road and you’ll end up on the road again. Try to follow it to the end of the road? Well. You’ll find it never ends. Hence the name. Endless Forest. Fortunately, turning back means you’ll exit the forest before long, regardless of how deep you went. The Endless Forest is the same, regardless of how experienced you are.’ She sighs a bit. ‘But, it does have its share of interesting Pokémon, so feel free to have a look. If you like seeing Abras teleporting away from you before you can catch them, anyway.’ She put her hand back on the table and went on to the next subject.
‘The closest gym is Lesley’s Major League Gym, here in town, but I’m going to assume you’re looking for the Minor League Gyms. Well, there’s quite a few of them around here, actually. You could take a boat to Highhill for Lorette’s Gym, or go north to Stillwood for Archie’s Gym, or head east to Raremine for Kristy’s Gym. … But if you want to go to a contest, all wannabe coordinators have to start at the Normal Rank Contest Hall in Redcoast City, past Highhill Town and Rainrock City, and while you’re there maybe you want to challenge Hector’s Gym? Now I’ve mentioned four Minor League Gyms for you. Heh.’ So she said.
‘Directions to a specific Pokémon is a Considerable or a Masterful tip depending on the Pokémon. Considerable for Slowpoke, ‘cause there are Slowpokes in Wet Caverns, right next to here. They’re uncommon, but they can be found fishing in underground ponds. Search long enough and you’ll find one. Just make sure you don’t get lost, ‘lright?’ She swung a little with her legs under the chair. ‘If you make that one a Masterful Tip rather than a Considerable Tip and I’ll tell you where you’ll definitely find one~’ She teased. Otherwise…
‘So far, that’s been three minor tips and two considerable. That’ll be 550 P, so far.’ She said with a slightly amused tone.
Jacques chuckled a bit at the mention of Joshua. ‘He certainly is. And a natural at becoming friends with Pokémon. They just seem to instinctively like him. Quite an interesting case.’ He mentioned, thinking on that trainer. Then… her teacher? ‘Oh?’ Jacques sounded interested. ‘Without a name or description, I’m unsure. I’ve had plenty of challengers, after all. Fu-fu. But I’ll keep this in mind, and be prepared.’ He said. And then… he noted that Amelia was not looking at the menus.
‘Not going to eat? Despite sitting at our table? That won’t do. That won’t do at all.’ Jacques glanced over the menu once again, and then… ‘Unless you already have a dinner table at which you’re intending to eat at, for which I harbor doubts as you’re a Pokémon Trainer from Witchpeak, I will now be treating you. Select your meal, or I will pick for you.’ There was finality in his voice, saying that Amelia had no choice unless she could come up with a decent enough reason not to.
Then the other guy.
‘Oh, right!’ The Move Changer’s eyes lit up as Amelia asked him about the very thing he was good at. ‘So, here’s the thing.’ He said, as he picked up a Pokéball and let a Pokémon out of it. On his side, appeared a bipedal orange-red lizard Pokémon, standing and looking to Charl and Amelia, its tail raised and on fire.
‘Charmander!’ The little Pokémon called out its name.
Pokédex Entry #004 – Charmander, the Lizard Pokémon. A fire burns at the end of its tail from its birth, and the strength of the fire indicates its health and current emotional state. This fire cannot be put out, as it burns by fuel from within. It prefers living in very warm conditions. Caution is advised near newly born Charmanders, as they’re not careful with their fire yet.
‘So, Pokémon obviously cannot change the types of their moves all willy-nilly, they need to have the innate ability within them. As such, a Pokémon’s moves can only change type to the type of the Pokémon itself. It also needs to be an attack move that isn’t too strong (50 potential power max), but with all that, I can have a Pokémon learn to use their innate element to change the type of their basic attack moves. As a demonstration. Charmander!’ The Pokémon smirked, as well as a lizard can smirk, and it already knew what was coming.
‘Fire Scratch!’
‘Chaaaaar…!’ The Charmander held its claws to its mouth, where it breathed out small bits of fire… and then the fire remained at the claws, as it held up its tiny claws and saw them glowing in fire. Of course, Charmander wouldn’t actually attack anything right now, but if it clawed anything with that “Scratch”, it would certainly so Fire-type damage. Both Charl and Charmander looked happily to Amelia as the claws slowly cooled.
‘So, of course, Charmander eventually learns Fire Fang, making this pointless. But… I can do it. If for any reason you want to and you give me a bit of time and a payment, I can teach your Pokémon a version of their low-powered physical attack move that is of their Type. Pretty cool, eh?’ Charl smiled happily to Amelia as he presented. ‘For 3000- er, 2900 P and some time to train, I could give it a try. It’s not ALWAYS possible, but hey! I can do it!’ He kept his smile, and Charmander smiled right beside him.
Claire got a happy call of that she had excellent taste when she was buying the ribbon, and she was free to return to shop again. That aside. Time to ambush Yvonne.
‘Eh.’ Yvonne blinked in surprise and- ‘AH!?’ She yelped a little at the sudden impact, raising her hands in slight panic, but numerous seconds later she realized she hadn’t actually been bombarded by a pile of Pokémon, but one and her illusions. ‘Oy.’ If any had landed on her arm or anywhere else she could see, she’d hold that part in front of her and glare at the Ralias she could see, clearly not entirely appreciating the scare.
She flinched a bit as she was then poked on the side by Claire, and then turned to frown at her, Ralia clones still on top of her. The frown… turned into a fairly blank stare as Claire showed off her Challenge Badge. ‘Ooooh. Well done. Good for you. I knew you had it in you.’ Spoken without a shred of enthusiasm. Then, onto what she was doing. Yvonne smirked confidently as she placed her hands on her hips and raised her chin in pride, despite still being covered in Ralias.
‘Oh, ho-ho. Indeed, I was. They’re kids, showing up to a talent-show hoping to somehow make it big. But, to get to move on to Super-Rank you need to not only WIN, you need to convince the Judge you’re worthy of it, too. Winning is not a challenge at this stage. As such, it’s simply a matter of appealing to the Judge. Yes. This is the time.’ Yvonne lifted one hand to the sky and held the other to her chest, in a pose that she might actually have been able to pull off while looking graceful hadn’t it been for the twenty Ralias.
‘Me, as a complete unknown, will rise to stardom without being sponsored by anyone. I shall awe the crowd, and whispers shall be heard! Rumors will be spread! The whole region will be asking, just who is this wonderful-’
‘Oh, hey, Yvonne! Long time no-’
Unless she was holding on Ralia would suddenly find herself falling (along with clones) , because Yvonne launched herself into the nearby accessory shop behind the lines of wares at a speed and angle that didn’t necessarily seem healthy to the human body when including sliding into the parameter.
The one who had spoken… was Alberto, who was now walking over, Lucia in tow. He was now looking confused, however, looking around and seemingly not even seeing Claire.
‘-see… Huh? Where’d she go?’ He asked, a bit dumbfounded.
‘…’ Lucia, however, was looking straight at Claire, analyzing her with a dull look.
‘I’m sure we got it for a reason~!’ Joshua smiled happily as Erika sounded disappointed with the message. Regardless, moving on.
Then there was the Pidgeotto. Ewan nodded, and pointed at the target Pidgeotto. ‘Zubat!’
‘Zbat!’ The bat had heard, and aimed its Supersonic at the Pidgeotto. The waves hit before the bird could successfully blow them away, but the annoyed Pidgeotto tried to blow them off anyway. But, there was a bunch of Snos everywhere, for Double Team filling up parts of the pathway. The slightly confused Pidgeotto blew his Whirlwind a bit high, through numerous of Sno’s mirages but over their heads, and all seemed fine-
‘DUCK!’ Ewan called, grabbing the head of anyone who was daring to look up and pushed them down.
‘Duck?’ Duessel the Psyduck asked, raising his head, when suddenly Pidgeot flew past as impossible speed. A wind way stronger than that of the Pidgeotto’s Whirlwinds shook all their bodies as the bird flew over their heads in the trench, but fortunately most of the force simply pushed them further down into the trench. They were safe. … Except for Duessel, who blew over the edge.
‘DUUUUUuuuuck-’ splash
‘… Duessel, support us from down there.’ Ewan commanded, thinking that he’ll recall him when they’ve gotten past the worst of it. ‘Keep going.’
They were now past the first stretch, the bridge to the middle. One of the three Pidgeottos guarding the last part was behind them and confused. The two others were floating in the air, waving their wings and looking for opportunities to Whirlwind effectively. One was still on the right on the map, the other was in the middle (the one on the left of the three is behind you instead, with other words). Pidgeot was resettling in his place in the corner, but he was looking over, and the paranoid might say he looked like he was plotting something.
@Rune_Alchemist Yallright. Nicely posted. Maybe I should make an "established prices" section. Hah. Anyways. Okay, poking Yvonne. By first scaring the life out of her. That works excellently. XD
@Pirouette Teh-heh. Nicely posted. Now for me to consider logistics, wind-strength, and whatever else intelligent things to do. Now, how strong would a regular Whirlwind be? I mean, in the games, it could blow away ALL Pokémon, regardless of weight. That's not sensible in this scenario. ... OH, WELL! LET'S WRITE STUFF! XD
I currently feel I should wait for @DracoLunaris and @POOHEAD189 unless they say otherwise. The latter because he's bloody there, the former I'll say because Kiddo did say she'll be gone for a while so I assume we can assume that Dragon took Mary and flew, perhaps. Unless Draco wants to wait for Kiddo to come back, of course, but... hah. Depends on a bunch of things, but I want to wait for the confirmation. I held a damn speech, there should be time for Vice to act if he wants to.
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