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I'm a bookworm, gamer, and obviously roleplayer since I'm on this site :P

Anyways, those are a few things that I'll say about myself... for now. Maybe I'll update this a little more in the future.


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Aurel // Hiroki // Hibiki

Location:: Mess Hall (Aurel), Dock (Hiroki), Cabins (Hibiki)
Aurels Interactions:: Ginshi, Taya (@Ammokkx)
Hisakawas Interactions:: N/A
Matsuos Interactions:: Flare (@addamas), Momoe

Hibiki's Perspective

As much as Hibiki wanted to sleep like a baby, his dreams were plagued with that same gruesome scene with the aftermath set onto replay. Sure, he managed to handle it well in the courtroom, but when left to his lonesome, he couldn't stop seeing it all happen.

It lead him to waking up much earlier than anticipated, causing him to stare up at the roof of this cabin for god knows how long. The world was much more blurrier than usual, though the fact that he wasn't wearing glasses probably didn't help out with that too much as he decided to close his eyes and reflect on the events that had happened.

"What exactly did Flare want to talk about with those two anyways," that was something that remained on his mind as he just lied on his mattress, running through the scenarios, before opening his eyes as the monitor in the cabin flickered and fizzled to life. Hibiki didn't even bother staring at the monochromatic bear as he made his announcement.

Scooting off the bed, the young man stretched and stifled a yawn or a brief moment as he grabbed his glasses and began wiping them off with his shirt before getting dressed and ready for the day. As much as he didn't want to stick his nose where it didn't belong, he felt there was some necessity to it all due to some conflicting personalities.

Setting out, Hibiki wasted no time in seeking Flare out, only to notice that the Smuggler was waiting right by the blonde girls cabin door. He didn't bother making himself scarce as he rested himself against one of the cabins nearby, keeping a soft smile plastered on his face as he patiently waited for the opportunity to enter the conversation.

Hiroki's Perspective

Silence. The docks were eerily quiet this early in the morning as Hiroki sat near the waters edge, letting his feet rest in the cold depths. Sometimes he would swing his foot and let out a small splash of water, focusing intensely on the ripples that were made as a result. His head sunk and he groaned.

Despite his seemingly relaxed posture, there was a stringent worry that permanently enraptured him as he stared at the lake, glancing over at each and every other dock. "I wonder if there are other people like us across the lake," he pondered.

Suddenly he kicked up a huge wave of water, letting it all splash down in a torrent of rain, spreading myriads of ripples across the lake, each small wave coming into contact with one another before vanishing. Hiroki couldn't help but shake his head and recline before staring up into the pale blue sky. Maybe there were, maybe there weren't.

It didn't feel comforting to think that there were other people that this bear was quite possibly torturing as well. And if there were a collection of students like him, it made him think even further, if they had gone through that same class trial. The thought made him shiver for a brief moment as he glanced back at the cabins before sitting straight up, wondering if he should go to check on Ayu.

Then, his thoughts came back to how he acted at the end of it all, shouting at Shirou. The student bit his lip. She didn't need to deal with this right now, plus he did still hold some resentment towards the so called "Hero" for his actions. Who did he think he was?

Sitting back up, he just sat there by his lonesome, continuously thinking about the trials and tribulations they would all have to possibly endure as he drifted onto another lingering thought of someone he once knew. Hopefully they were doing better than the rest of this motley group.

And then, another kick.

Aurel's Perspective

"The cups are over there," a third voice interjected in-between the duo, possibly startling at least one of them as the thief suddenly appeared out of thin air, pointing directly at one of the unopened cabinets before returning to whatever task he was working on.

From the looks of it, he seemed to be have a carton of eggs resting in his arms as he brought it to his part of the counter, which seemed stacked with a couple of miscellaneous items ranging from frozen sausages to pancake mix. Gently placing them down, he grunted and crouched down, sifting through certain cabinets before retrieving a whisk, bowl, and other utensils before placing them on the side.

Despite the atmosphere of the situation, Aurel remained deadly silent as he went about preparing the meal, mixing eggs, milk, pancake mix, and other components in the bowl as he ponder on what might occur during the rest of their time trapped here. As he beat away and blended the materials together, his thoughts instantly went over to Snow and Ryuma as he paused for a brief moment, letting the whisk rest in the mix for a brief while.

The thief's shoulders drooped as he sighed, staring at the pancake batter as he began to ruminate on the duo's actions and words. Snow was lashing out at everything and rebuffing his statements, and Ryuma had just crumbled and caved in to the hopelessness of the situation. He was worried about them a lot as he began mindlessly stirring, blankly staring at the batter before perking up.

"Sorry if this breakfast is different than what you're used to," Aurel murmured to the two as he made sure the batter was well beaten with no thick lumps before pouring it into the measuring cup. Getting a light bit of butter, he sliced a thin portion of it and placed it into the pan and rolled it around.

Following that up, he began to pour some of the batter in and just let it cook. Aurel sighed, he missed his mom's pancakes. As his shoulders sunk, his mind drifted back to the other campers as he pondered on how they were all handling the situation. To him, it seemed like Taya and Ginshi had everything settled. What was going to happen going forward from here?
Cyril Desrosiers

The moment they ignored further questions was extremely exasperating as Cyril tilted his head and rolled his eyes in the most dramatic way possible before facepalming. Well, he tried, and, uh, that was it. Time for the alternative solution. Taking a couple of steps backward, the young researcher placed a hand against his hip, his shoulders drooping a bit.

"Tch, guess I was wrong to assume you two were reasonable," Cyril merely shook his head and clicked the roof of his mouth, glaring at the duo as they began to encroach on him and Chloe. At this point, he seemed more disappointed rather than angry, though his raw determination seemed to bleed into most of his partners, aside from Cation who was ready to just pounce and play.

Mimi merely peeked behind Cyril's leg and blew a nervous raspberry whilst Aster and Velvet let out the most ferocious battle cry two cute Pokémon could, "Budeeee bun bunny!" Looking over, Cyril merely shined a confident smile at Chloe.

"Lets knock some sense into these two then, future champion, we got this," his smile became more wry, with the tone of his voice shifting into a much more pleasant, silvery tone as he teased the girl before snapping his fingers. Now that he thought about it, this opportunity was way too perfect!

"Another thing to note, this opportunity is perfect for learning double battles, as well as working alongside another person," he smirked as he glared at these two grunts, tilting his head with a devilish smile as he pointed at their opponents and snapped his fingers.

"In any case, it's showtime! Follow my lead!"

With that sharp yet light proclamation, he exuded a bold aura as he asserted himself as he stood up straight, retaining his heads resting position as he scritched Velvet's ears and gave her a look. She looked raring to kick some butt as she hopped down from his shoulder and strut unto the battlefield, pointing an ear defiantly at her opponents, "Bun bun."

From what he could discern, Velvet was the best option for handling the start of this skirmish under these circumstances. If the sunlight was just a bit harsher, Aster could easily be chosen instead. Regardless, as soon as Cyril heard that attack, he instantly formulated a plan, "Alright, Buneary, pick up and toss Growlithe directly at the Gastly, make sure he keeps using Bite," Cyril exclaimed with a jovial, giggly grin as he pointed at the purple gas before lightly nudging Chloe's side with an elbow.

"I'm gonna stick with pseudonyms for now; don't want these two to put us on a list cuz' of their stupidity," he murmured to her before returning his gaze to the battlefield. He could already see Velvet picking up the Growlithe with her ears before getting a running start and launching him directly at the Gastly before tripping and falling onto her stomach due to how much she put into that throw.

Due to getting her move off faster, this hopefully makes the Gastly flinch, whether it be from the Bite, or that the fact a Growlithe had just been tossed in its direction. While that is the best case scenario, should it fail and the Growlithe gets put to sleep before he gets his bite off, Gastly is still taking a hit from the Growlithe regardless.

Following that, there are two scenarios that can play out: the Mareep uses Thunder Wave on either Buneary or Growlithe, well, if the tactic to intimidate and make the Gastly flinch is successful. Depending on whoever is hit will cause the ensuring strategy to change in the process.

Assuming nothing weird happens, such as Growlithe or Velvet being knocked out or the status effect keeping the former from attacking, Cyril will give Chloe a light nudge on the shoulder and beam at her widely, "Hopefully these guys aren't making you sweat, the future champ shouldn't be against easy trainers like this."

After a wink and giggle, he returned his gaze to the battle, taking note of the Gastly's replacement, Spheal as he rolls around around, ready to make his move. Pausing, he once again nudges her again, "Hey, hey, you wanna give coming up with a plan a shot? I think this might be the perfect opportunity for you, how about it?"

If she says no, well, Cyril will go on to point at Chloe's Growlithe, "While most people just simply have their Pokémon use a move and that's that, they don't think of other applications for it." Placing both his hands behind his back, the researcher will then lean forward, nudging his head at the Spheal. "Have Growlithe latch onto Spheal with Bite and make sure he doesn't let go. Immobilize the slower Pokémon! Buneary, return, you're up Aster!"

Quickly swapping out, Cyril brought up her Pokéball as a bright red beam flashed across the battlefield before returning her to his side as Aster clambered up onto Cyril's shoulder. Giving a proud smile to the Budew, Aster returned the smile back at his partner before running across his partner's arm before Cyril thrust it out.

Using a combination the momentum from the thrust, as well as his own jumping as well, Aster hopped onto the battlefield, making a little fearful cry as his little legs wiggled through the air. This wasn't just to make a cool entrance, it was also meant as a way for him to land safely behind Growlithe and the Spheal while Growlithe was biting and holding him down. He would probably take a little bit of damage from tumbling about, but Absorb exists, thankfully.

If Growlithe isn't paralyzed, Cyril will also explain to Chloe to utilize their enemies Pokémon as a shield to block the Mareeps Thunder Waves with Spheals body. If he is paralyzed, Cyril will ask her to use Growlithes body as a shield so Aster isn't affected. Hopefully Budew ended up rolling behind the two before rising up. Following that, Aster will use and spam Absorb on the Spheal whilst Growlithe inhibits their moves and quite possibly Rollout by continuing to grapple them with Bite.

Once the Spheal is knocked out and he notes that one of the grunts is out of usable Pokémon, Cyril will let out a hearty laugh as he returns Velvet to his shoulder, the latter of which is pouting. Should she be paralyzed, she'll try to give him a light punch on the cheek with her ears before the static electricity courses through her, preventing her from doing it. Mimi also seems to have come out of her hiding spot and is fist punching the air as she cheers Aster and Growlithe on, "Hap, hapi! Hap, hapi!"

"Looks like the rest of this battle should be straight forward for now," he proclaims, pointing directly at the remaining Mareep on the opposing side. "Lets go all in, there's no need to fear their status effects anymore!" Swapping strategies to all out offensive, Cyril informs Aster to keep spamming Absorb until the Mareep falls.

If a paralyze gets off, Growlithe will presumably probably take the brunt of it all due to being closer. Following that, Cyril would tell Aster to swap up strategies. Aster would then begin to hide behind Growlithe while the Mareep tries to paralyze him. Growlithe would either Bite and hold him down at this point or the Mareep (and trainer) would get frustrated before just setting off an attacking, resulting in Aster using Absorb on him.

Once the Mareep falls and the grunt swaps to Grimer, Cyrils face would probably start scrunching up as his nose began to wrinkle, "Bleugh! We need to take that Grimer out fast!" He felt a little bad for how negatively he spoke about the Pokémon, but good lord, the stench it eminated was just terrible! Why couldn't it of been the Alolan variant?

Despite feeling a bit nauseous, Cyril pressed on, analyzing his next steps to take towards defeating Grimer. Thankfully he already had another strategy prepared, though much to his chagrin, it would be a slow burn. "Missy, swap out Growlithe for Pidgey! Budew, distract Grimer and focus on dodging for now!" Pointing towards the purple sludge, Aster rushed towards it as quickly as its little legs would take it before it began hopping around and making faces at the Grimer, always jumping to the side to avoid attacks.

Once Pidgey was out on the field, Cyril would explain to Chloe to have the Pidgey to do hit-and-run attacks. Use Tackle to dive bomb in and quickly get out of range as soon as they attacked rinse and repeat this strategy for how long it takes until the Grimer has been knocked out.
Cyril Desrosiers

Around the time he announced the plan, Mimi and Velvet began waking from their slumber, with the small Happiny wiggling her ponytail and the Buneary stretching her ears out as if they were limbs before covering her mouth. "Bun," she mused before glancing up at her and giving her partner a less than amused stare as she clambered onto Cyril's shoulder.

"Yeah, I uh, wonder how that happened too," he stated, looking suspiciously to the side while he began to furiously itch at his neck and chuckle nervously. That totally didn't look out of place and he totally was not doing it to interject any sort of levity into this silly situation. "Pi pi?"

After a couple of minutes, the Pidgey was thankfully able to point them in the right direction, though the researcher did continue to eye the bushels to the side with a small smile as sweat bullets formed on the side of his face. "Alright then, follow after Chloe everyone," he ushered to the trio walking as Cation purred loudly and ran alongside the blonde lass whilst Aster and Mimi tottled alongside each other, staying close by Cyril.

Thankfully, having a guide was helpful to the lost traveler, especially with someone inept as Cyril leading them out of the forest originally. Still, this did give him some time to ruminate on some of some of the words Chloe left him with during their time traversing through the forest. The desire to travel and attempt becoming the champion were dreams befitting new trainers as he softly smiled to himself, keeping an eye on her back.

"She would of gotten along with Morgan," Cyril wistfully mused to himself as his smile became a little more somber, something that three out of the four partners caught onto. Velvet made hers more obvious by pressing an ear against his cheek, "Bun?"

Despite how deadpan she sounded, there was some inquiry as to whether or not he was fine, to which he followed up by beaming at the bunny, "Everything is just fine, just thinking about things, that's all~."

Still, that wasn't enough to fool her, let alone Aster and Mimi, the two of which, while running, held onto one of his pants legs, staring up at him with expectant eyes. Ugh, how could he say no to them as he furrowed his brows and let his guard down as that solemn smile returned briefly, "I'll talk to you all about it later, alright? I promise."

He briefly put up a thumbs up while keeping that same smile from before, not bothering to hide it. That was satisfactory for the trio at least as Velvet went back to lazing on his shoulder whilst Aster and Mimi continued running alongside each other, chirping placidly to one another.

After a few minutes, Cyril began to pick up the pace, running alongside Chloe now as the forestry began to abate. From what he could discern, it seemed like they had almost escaped these lost woods! Cyril couldn't help but give a sigh of relief and an exaggerated swipe of his forehead for almost being out of there.

Well, that was of course they ran into some trouble. Two fashionable weirdos stating they were glad to run into Chloe and Cyril. Still, that was enough to give the young man a sigh of relief as he casually followed up behind the silver-haired fellows comment about the forest, "Aha, I know right~?"

Still, the fact that they commented on Team Amethyst made Cyril narrow his eyes at the two as he ushered for Cation to come back to his side. The confused little kitty pondered on why before he noticed Mimi was shivering and peaking behind Cyril and Aster, while nearby, wasn't as hidden. Even Velvet seemed more irritated than usual (which he was oblivious to in general). "Shiii!"

As the Shinx exclaimed, he bounced back over to Cyril and patiently sat in front of one of his legs as the duo continued on this spiel. Cyril, however, could feel the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. Something was off as the silver-haired one began to comment on Team Amethyst and how they were seeking two individuals out.

Especially when they got to the baseline description of the two they were pursuing. This was going south real fast as they instantly jumped to the worst possible scenario. Cyril and Velvet couldn't help but facepalm.

The first thing was a battle then huh? Maybe he could attempt to diffuse the situation. Holding out an arm to try and stop Chloe from acting too rash, he peered behind him before murmuring to her, "Let me try to handle this first."

With that said, time to get this ball rolling. Cackling like a madman, his smile greatly expanded as he placed a hand on his hip and pressed all the fingers of his other hand against the side of his head as he struck a pose.

"Well, well, well, looks like some people have finally noticed how fabulous we look, wouldn't you say," once more, he glanced over to Chloe with a wink before simmering down and clearing his throat, glancing lazily over at the Pokémon sent out and held out a hand and waggled a finger.

"However it seems they've jumped to the wrong conclusion and are eager to get straight into a battle, tut, tut," Cyril sighed with a dejected smile, brushing his hair out of his face with a smile. As much as he and Chloe could earn a bit of cash, they didn't need to be on any list at the moment... plus, Team Amethyst, eh?

Only knew that they poached and sold Pokémon for top dollar and that they were in a war with some other Team known as Virtue. He was definitely a betting man, and would wholeheartedly put his money in on these two being the latter. "I find it a bit insulting you call these "disguises," especially since we aren't affiliated with Team Amethyst in any way, shape, or form," of course, just stating it straight out wouldn't convince them, there would need to be crucial evidence.

"We're both trainers who have recently departed from Professor Kalmia's lab. The both of us have Trainer Licenses, as well as Pokédexes gifted from her and Jacques. We can provide those two things if you like," Cyril worked to give as disarming of a smile as he could possible to the duo in the hopes they would lower their guard and instead talk like sensible people.

Still, his own Pokémon still seemed heavily defensive (if your name wasn't Cation) and looked to appeal to Velvet who easily looked to be the most likely to incite something. "Easy now Velvet, we don't have to start a confrontation if we don't have to," he stated in a soothing voice as he scritched one of her ear buns, which caused her to relax a bit, "Bun, bun."

Despite all her grumbling, she was relatively pacified for now as he returned to the Virtue Grunts. "Beyond the general information about gender and fashion choices, do either of you have any other information," Cyril questioned the duo as he looked over the two with a piercing glance.

"Specifics such as accessories, their height, their names, specific parts of their outfits, the Pokémon on their team, hair color, and so on," with that, he paused for a moment to collect himself before holding a fist up to his throat and clearing it before continuing.

Holding his arms out to his side, he tilted his head and gave a Meowth-like smile to them both, "And just out of curiosity, what is Team Amethyst getting up to in a forest like this?"
Cyril Desrosiers

Well then, these items would be plenty handy as he traversed and scooped up anything that wasn't nailed down like he normally would when on a journey! As he cavorted about the forest, he took note that some of his partners were starting to feel re-energized, primarily Cation as he squirmed about before glancing back over at Cyril, "Shiiii?"

He didn't particularly look tousled up too much as he grinned at the small Shinx before pocketing some moss and scratching behind Cation's ear, much to the delight. He couldn't help but coo as the electric cat purred in his arms, though he made sure to keep himself focused on the forest.

After some time, he placed the Shinx down to let him romp around, only to have Cyril warn him about staying close and not to get lost in these woods, to which he gave a little salute with his paws before dashing around Cyril.

The researcher couldn't help but squee a bit at the cute little action as he continued gallivanting through the forest, as well as ushering a warning to Cation every time he wanted to explore a place, especially when Cyril discerned something was off. Besides collecting more items, such as moss, as well as keeping an eye out for sleep-inducing Pokémon, the walk around was mildly uneventful.

Every now and then he would come back to the other trio that was napping in his arms and would either scritch one of Velvet's ears, which caused it to curl and unfurl in delight or rub some drool off of Aster's mouth. Eventually he hit the jackpot, the motherload, the cutest of all girls (at least to him right now), the orange lass Chloe!

Cyril gave a polite, yet dainty little wave as he approached, with Cation taking the initiative and dashing on forth to introduce himself to the duo, prancing on over and practically getting into their faces with a huge grin, "Shiiiiinx!"

"Hey, if you had anymore, you probably wouldn't even wanna leave this forest," he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with a great, big toothy grin as he approached the girl. "Bet you would stay here, building up an army of cute Pokémon and then," his voice became a hushed whisper as he began raising up his arm, his vision darkening as he made his hand claw-shaped.

Then, it came jutting down, the hand crinkling inward as it scooped the air, stopping a foot away from Chloe, "Blam, you invade this regions Pokémon League with your legion of cuteness and initiate a hostile takeover!" Despite the slight volume increase, he never raised it above a hushed whisper as his visage lightened up, resulting in the boy chuckling to himself as he brushed his messy brown hair to the side.

"But you wouldn't do that, riiiiiiiight," he mused before winking to the girl and checking back over to see how Cation was doing.

... Cation was draped over the Jigglypuffs head, technically body, "Shi, shi, shiiiii!" Cyril couldn't help but snuff a snigger as he witnessed this, though that gentle laughter was enough to rouse the Budew from his slumber, causing him to let a wide open yawn as he shook his little bud, "Buuuuud..."

"But to answer your question, I did say I would join you shopping, didn't I," he smirked and winked as he snapped his fingers as he let Aster hop from his arms to investigate the two new Pokémon with a curious yet cautious approach as he leaned in to look at the duo, "Fwee?"

"So lets not dawdle then! I'll lead the way!" With that declaration, he lightly pounded his chest with full assurance before doing a small pirouette and pointing in the direction he came from. Just needed to retrace his steps after all. Would help if he had a map of the region and not just a map of Pureplain, buuuut maybe he could buy one at the next stop.

Peering to the side, Cyril noticed his partner shying towards the Petilil and twiddling his buds as he let out a rather awkward "Fwee," as a way to greet her before glancing away. Heh, the little rascal. "Come on, you'll get more time to spend with your little girl friend while we navigate our way out, don't worry," his grin became no different than a Meowth, mischievous and coy as he looked down at the duo as the Budew shook his body, "F-fwee!" Hee, looks like he was pretty flustered.

At this point, I'm guessing Chloe and the other two would follow alongside Cyril, and Cation would probably bounce off the Jigglypuff too while he lead them through the forest. It was one forest, he had wandered through these before! Eterna Forest and the Old Chateau game to mind during his early years when a conference was held in Eterna City, so yeah, he had some experience!

Whether or not it's any good, well, that's a secret.

Regardless, Cyril was somewhat focused on ensuring no one fell asleep though a part of his mind was screaming at him to ask something about the girl he was traveling with. Of course, that part of his mind was doing twirls while trying to look extremely cool to everyone (i.e. just Cyril) and they were in forest with sleep inducing Pokémon.

"Hm hm~, speaking of the League, do you have any goals or dreams beyond getting intimate with the fashion of each town," Cyril mused to the girl as he reached over and twirled Mimi's curly little hair, causing her to stir and giggle a bit as she continued her nap. "Do you plan on being a fashion designer some day, participating in contests or gym battles, or do you not have that completely thought out yet," he questioned Chloe before directing her down there, realizing there were a couple of Glameow glaring at them in secret from the bushels.

While waiting for a response from the girl it seemed his own partner was a bit busy trying to get familiar with the other grass type in the party as well, keeping a short, healthy distance between the shy plant and the other, "F-fwee budeee!" Seems introductions were in order for the two as the former had finally gotten around to introducing himself before seguing into asking about her home, this forest.

Still, the moment, Chloe responded, Cyril would merely smile and nod his head, pinching his chin between his index finger and thumb before giving a noncommittal answer to analyze for later, "Aha, I see, I see."

And that was enough ruminating on it, time to answer it! As he began to open his mouth, Cyril came to a pause, holding his arm out signalling for the rest of the party to stop, "Fwee?" Aster tilted his little body, befuddled at the sudden stop as he shifted on over to Cyril, who seemed to look a bit worried at the time.

"Ah, it's nothing, don't worry lil' buddy! I'm just getting a sense of déjà vu, that's all," Cyril stated to Aster before giving him a light pat on the bud before continuing to analyze the area. For all his words, it was more than a sense of déjà vu - they were literally back where they found Chloe, much to his surprise and chagrin.

He managed to keep a marginal poker face as he patted some of the dirt with his foot, before doing a little pirouette and pointing in another direction, "I think we need-to-go thattaway!" Right, there was no way he would get this wrong twice in a row, definitely! They were not lost in any way, shape or form! Gesturing for the group to move again, he began leading them through the forest once more, before following up with another question towards Chloe, "What places have you been to in Isson already and what can you tell me about em'?"

OK, it was obvious that they were lost after a couple of loops around this place, with Cyril being seemingly flabbergasted despite keeping the visage that everything was under control. He couldn't help but feel a sweat droplet form on the side of his face as he began to chortle nervously to himself with a weak grin on his face, "Aha, I... think we've been here before, seems a bit familiar if you ask me."

Cyril raised a finger as he turned back to chat with Chloe, before anxiously looking away from her cute little face, "Hnng, eh, you know what, I'll just admit it, I have no idea where we are going." Yeah, in truth, navigating forests was never really his strong suit, at least not without a map in his possession.

The thicket here was somewhat denser, with it being much harder to peer through the trees at the exact moment, though there were openings of light that managed to breakthrough. Now that he thought about it, didn't Chloe have a Pidgey?

"Hey Chloe, how about you use your Pidgey to get a birds eye view, then have him lead us through the forest instead of me," he chuckled before placing a hand on his hip and waggling a finger, "I've never been particularly good at traveling through forests without guides after all..."

Speaking of guides, as much as he believed they had looped to where he had discovered Chloe with the rest of her new partners, in reality it seemed he had managed to lead the duo deeper into the forest. That probably explained the abundance of Glameows and Cottonees gathering about. "I can only hope we don't get lost any further, aha~."

And here's to hoping he didn't jinx it.
Aurel // Hiroki // Hibiki

Location:: Courtroom (All)
Aurels Interactions:: Snow, Ryuma, Flare (@addamas)
Hisakawas Interactions:: Ayu (@Ammokkx), Shirou (@Vocab)
Matsuos Interactions:: Lilly, Flare

Aurel's Perspective

Aurel gulped and opened his mouth to try and say something, anything. Yet, he remained visibly silent. His throat was dry, his breathing, while normal, was a little hoarse as he reclined back, ruminating on what he could say to quell Snow right now. In truth, there was nothing he could say, nothing that could come to mind amidst the verbal clashing.

He bit his lip and gnawed on it; he felt so god damn useless right now.

It didn't help that Ryuma was still reeling from the events he had witnessed, appearing just as lost as Aurel. The thief visibly deflated upon witnessing this and Ryuma seemingly just giving up, his arms sinking as he murmured a raspy "Ryuma, that isn't... we won't..."

We won't what, disappear? Die? As much as he tried to hold on to his optimism, the reality was right in front of their eyes; Snow's accusations against him only made that reality more readily apparent, "H-huh? What are y-"

Aurel didn't even get in a word, edge-wise as she began laying into him. His visage darkened as he stared at the ground, not even trying to maintain eye contact with the girl as he felt his heart sink even further, his own breathing slowly abating as the words penetrated his mind.

His mind could only wander about and ponder on what he was doing wrong as he moved a hand up and began chewing at his fingers again, his hand trembling before stopping the moment Flare interjected. Aurel merely stopped an listened to her, being broken out of that downtrodden trance as he slightly lifted his head up.

Flare had managed to successfully pacify Snow, at least for the time being as the Hair-dresser gave up her relentless assault on him before staggering a bit as she made her way towards the elevator with the others. Aurel weakly glanced at Flare before letting out a relieved yet dejected sigh.

"I just wanted to... what am I supposed to do," he murmured the last line under his breath, too low for Flare to pick up on before nodding and pivoting around, left to ruminate on his thoughts. What was he supposed to do? What could he do?

Hiroki's Perspective

Hiroki wanted to continue letting into these two as he stood there, red-faced and fuming. What did they know anyways? Before he could continue his relentless assault against the duo, Ayu interjected in some attempt to reel him in. Jutting his head over to look at her, he opened his mouth slightly trying to think of something to stay, but instead they lay motionless as he chose to listen instead.

It wasn't okay to him, none of this was, but those few short words, just pacified him a little. Sure, Hiroki still had his grievances and he still looked like a snarling dog, but his fangs were no longer barred and the barking had stopped.

All that energy and fury was sapped out of him as a couple of tears welled up in his eyes, but before he could cry a bit, he snuffed the it out, wiping them away before they could even stream. "Yeah, lets go," he uttered to Ayu, ushering along as he noticed Hibiki giving her a sincere smile, wordlessly thanking her before he began trotting on over to Flare.

He wouldn't look back. He didn't have a reason to as he headed towards the elevator. There was a small stutter in his step at on point, but it didn't linger long as he continued to make his way towards the elevator with Ayu, "Thanks for that, by the way... and sorry I acted out like that, I just... need some time to just really process this all."

Hibiki's Perspective

They had managed to weather a part of the storm, but the worst was yet to come as Hibiki began to focus, grimacing a little before catching himself and pushing forth a smile as he approached Flare. Still, he would always glance back at times, seeing how Shirou and the others were doing. However, whenever he found himself eyeing the back of Hiroki's head, he was always drawn to Ayu next.

"How curious, so she's the anchor then," he mused to himself before looking down and addressing Lilly with a minute smile.

"We should get going then. If there's anything you would like to say, feel free to tell me," he spoke gently to the girl as he tilted his head to the side before gesturing to follow him. Whenever Lilly began to walk towards the elevator, Hibiki would remain behind for a few seconds as he went to place an arm on Flare's shoulder and whispered into her ear.

"I would recommend discussing things later due to how draining this day has been for all of us, as well as a couple of other things," the Tutor would murmur before lightly jerking the girl and pointing in the direction of Momoe. "She hasn't gotten any sleep and probably wants to rest... and Shirou..."

The bespectacled young man rotated the woman to point directly at Shirou next, "Shirou probably needs to collect his thoughts, especially after the harsh pushback from Hiroki, so maybe you should talk with them later." And with that said, he lifted his grip from the blonde woman before nodding his head, "I'll be going now as well, best you get some rest as well, Flare."

And with that said, he picked up the pace to catch up with Lilly (who I'm assuming just decided to move on), walking at her side and glancing down at the girl before continuing to offer her a warm smile.

Aurel's Perspective

Despite the distance everyone kept from one another, the elevator felt more suffocating than usual as Aurel stood on the wayside near one of the corners of the room. The group was outright debilitate from these chain of events from the looks of it as the horrific scene began to play again in the thief's mind.

He couldn't help but grit his teeth before looking up to see a dejected Snow standing amidst the crowd to herself. Aurel gulped. He shuffled over a little bit, reaching out a hand to her shoulder before stopping.

Slowly backing off, Aurel formed a gentle fist as he lightly rubbed his index finger and thumb together, grimacing as he glared at the ground. What should I do, what can I do were all questions running through his mind as he listlessly eyed the other inhabitants of the elevator. He blinked.

But how? The thief looked up again, yawning and not bothering to cover his mouth. He might not of had the answers, but one thing was for certain.

"I should still try."
Welp, time to get started I suppose. I wonder how many glasses boyos we're gonna have.
Blaike Fremont

Location:: Ferris Woods, Deep Woods => Alexandria Hunters Guild Headquarters, Meeting Room
Date:: 21st Sun of Ondine
Interactions:: Artemisia, Avaddon, Balder, Edgar, Ianthe, Luna, and Mitra

Well then, that was convenient.

Blaike couldn't help but elicit a sigh of relief as his hand continued to glow with bright red, flickering flames, only to be snuffed out as quickly as he clasped his hand. Even with their battle against the Malboro in such a tenebrous place, Blaike slowly began to unravel his hand, this time with smaller embers prancing around as he observed the atmosphere with a careful eye.

Only when he saw the plants begin to unravel and return to a lighter and much more natural state of vegetation was when he began to ease up, especially with a beam of line shining through the thicket upon this gaping hole where the creature fell. Eventually, the small embers flickered and died, wasting away like a Minibro as he noticed one falling to his side, practically rotting.

Blaike relaxed, his much more outwardly austere behavior vanishing the moment he witnessed this all; it felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders as the once daunting atmosphere of the forest declined. With a smug, self-assured grin the moment he was certain there was no other monsters lurking around, he twirled his sword in his hand before sheathing it, all while tipping his back as his cape flowed as a result of his magical wind.

"Quite true due to the phenomenon, but nevertheless, that t'was not a difficult challenge for us; helped that we had quite the skilled mage in this group," he chuckled in response to the other magi's observation, before winking at her with a mischievous grin. "Oh and you as well, Artemesia," he teased with a toothy smirk at the woman before glancing over to the nervous priestess and giving her a much more pleasant smile as he changed up his coy tone for a much more comforting one.

"Looks like you were able to muster up your courage and take the plunge," he gave the girl a soft smile and a light, yet approving sigh, "after all, there can be no courage without fear. Nice work there." While her contribution wasn't as much as the others, at least to him, he wouldn't be the one to claim that.

However, her striking that black crystal did divulge some important information to him, something he would take advantage of in the future, especially since there were no recordings of a Malboro with crystals inside them. Speaking of black crystals.

Just as Blaike was about to check up on the others as he pivoted around, he witnessed something so profusely stupid that it caused the color to drain from his face. "Drop that now! You don't know if it-"

Too late. For all his bluster and serene attitude a couple of seconds ago towards Luna became quickly replaced with a pang of anxiety and worry as his eyes widened and his pupils dilated as he cried out towards the lad. "-sss volatile or not," despite how intense his command was, the damage has been done and he had visibly deflated. Gods, of course Cid's apprentice was just as reckless as him.

Shuffling on over swiftly to the downed lad, Baldur was surprisingly spry for someone who was just knocked out of the fight and injured, and even quicker to comment. Whatever the case was, Blaike, gave the two a cocksure smirk as he held both of his hands out, "Or I could just do this."

Following that statement, the Red Mage murmured something about 'cure' under his breath as his hands began to glow a gentle light, which engulfed both their proctor and the engineer in a soft glow as small twinkles of light formed around their body. In a couple of seconds, most of the injuries incurred, whether through carelessness or a vine whip had all but dissipated.

"Jus' don't forget who healed you both up when you're doing evaluations, alright," he joked with a large grin, warily eyeing the black crystal chunk Edgar had dropped. Part of him wished he could collect a sample, but a part of him couldn't help but worry about the properties it might have on him, especially with his current condition.

"Hah, maybe there's more than meets the eye~." After that comment towards Artemisia, he would offer healing up the rest of the party if any of them were injured before they started the trek back. There was a lot to think about.

Blaike flicked the bronze badge up into the air with his thumb as if it were a coin before letting land in his gloved hand as he continued lauding praise to the group, with their oh so great leader soaking it all up. Still, he focused intently on the bronze badge, focusing on it as if it were treasured keepsake and nodded to himself. Now maybe, just maybe he could find away beyond the miasma-laden lands as he pocketed the badge.

Now, the payment. Greasing this group up with a bonus worthy of their success, eh? Well, it was part of the payment as he snatched up his share of the gil before nodding to himself. It was a fair payment. Honest work for 5000 gil, though he didn't look relatively impressed, rather lax about it all as he stuffed the 5000 gil somewhere into his coat and shrugged.

It wasn't until Edgar spoke up about the sample that was on the table. Yes, that. He wasn't surprised and the relative speed of retrieval for this dark crystal; if anything, he was musing to himself about how slow they were this time about gathering this anomalous material with a huge grin on his face.

Still, it was curious that other beasts with black crystals were popping up, making his mind wander on the possibilities of what this material might be, if it wasn't just corrupted Aldite.

Which was his first guess. Regardless, the moment the contracts were distributed, he began reading over his before clicking the roof of his mouth and nodding to himself. Well crap, he was gonna have to report in to be on leave for a while at the labs, unless they had something for him to do up in Belinus. After all, it was as Baldur stated - they could be gone for a while.

Sitting straight up, he murmured the details of the task to himself before storing the parchment with the rest of his gil. As much as Artemisia's idea sounded good, there were more important things he had to tend to at the moment as he glanced over at Ianthe, "Hah, lucky you! Sounds like my type of mission; getting to learn more 'bout these crystals while traveling with a charming girl."

He grinned and winked at Ianthe, "'course, this mission is just as good as well." Sitting up, he glanced over to his other compatriots, but not before his gaze landed on one a familiar dragoon.

"Nice work on the last mission; your skills are sharper than ever Mitra, but more importantly," Blaike stated as he leaned on over, he rubbed the bottom of his chin with his index finger, "it's good to see you again." Yeah, there was that as well. At least they had the down time to talk now without a giant vegetable trying to devour them, as he had a ton of explaining to do as he began to retread the back of his mind over where he would start.

Standing upright he rolled his wrists around in a circle before pointing to the door, "I've got some errands to run, as well as shopping to do to before the morrow; care to join me?" Blaike gave the girl a polite, inviting smile as he stood there, awaiting her answer.

Knowing her, she would probably decline or something, but the Red Mage could only pray she agreed to this excursion. There was so much to catch up on after all and so much he probably had to explain.

Location:: Antarctica
Interactions:: Isko, Aline (@FernStone), Jaden, Justin (@The Ghost Note), Brown (@Crosswire), Askin (@Oddsbod), Otsana (@redbaron1234), Clover (@Gentlemanvaultboy), Lucie (@Megsychan), Jill (@Kamen Evie)

One Year Ago...

"Ugh, just... give me a minute Isko," Jonas sighed as this scenario continued to play out, resulting in the doctor pinching the bridge of his nose and shaking his head. For starters, reprimanding him after revealing the snowmobile, something the Thousand-Folded Steel Crapper could either steal or destroy.

Well, could being the keyword here, but instead decided to chide him about being a pedophile or something, "Well, in other news at least we now know why half of the tracks, as well as insults he produces, are shit," Jonas nonchalantly muttered before addressing Brown. He could not understand for the life of him why Otsy decided to recruit her the more time went on, especially with a plan like that.

"You're missing the bigger picture Brown," muttered to the girl, crossing his arms before tilting his head towards the tower, "even if you land the finishing blow, you'll still lose. While one of the ob-" Jonas winced, his eye twitching as he began to grind his teeth at the sound of that dumb bastard rapping.

He couldn't help but bar his teeth and grumble, blinking and massaging his temples briefly before he had an aneurysm, "-jecives is to scrap him, if he enacts his plan, we lose, end of story." Jonas placed a hand on his hip and pointed at Askin, "And you."

The doctor took in a deep breath before continuing following the explosion of a pipe bomb, "Don't just throw items out willy nilly; for all you know, Jaden could of jacked the damn thing or destroy it just to fuck with us." Whether or not the duo took that to heart, Jonas pivoted and turned to the tower.

"Moving on, you're correct in having a group gun for the tower, namely," Jonas nodded his head towards Askin, before wiggling an index finger and middle finger at both him and Otsana. "You, Otsy, and myself. We'll be using a combination of Otsy's favorites and the tools you've gathered from other Nomads to break through and retrieve the Power Stone from Oh-One's fortress. As for the other group."

Turning to face Isko, he winced a bit dejectedly as he briefly glanced over to the immature members of the party before leaning in, placing an arm on his shoulder and whispering into his ear, "Hate to do this to you, but in a nutshell, you're babysitting these two," Jonas murmured, moving a finger between his sister and Brown, "They're a bit of a liability if we try to drag them to the tower, so keeping them placated with beating on that tin can is the best option, as dangerous as it is. Thankfully, I feel dealing with Oh-One is the lesser of two dangers."

Leaning away, he put on his most charismatic smile as he pointed to Brown and Aline, "And the rest of you all will be fighting against Oh-One. Isko is the designated leader for your guys group, so listen to him." Jonas frowned, his face darkened as he crossed his arms at glowered at the duo.

"That goes double for you two. Remember, think with your heads, not with your pride. Do stupid things, expect stupid results; you might have your techniques, old and new, but using them smartly is another thing, especially since this isn't a game. You fuck up, that's the end of it; scars, limbs, hell, even your life. So think before you act; doing something cool for that little burst of dopamine could leave you face down in the snow with your entrails splayed on the side."

Jonas couldn't help but stare dejectedly at the ground, taking in a deep breath of air as he let it sink in for the two and everyone else listening in. His piercing glare would work to bore into the two as he continued on to address the rest of the group. Enough of the negativity, he needed to psyche them up.

"So, if we are going to win this, we need to be meticulous about smashing this robot to bits. Dismantle him, melt him, hell, keep him distracted as long as possible if you have to. Patience and knowing where, as well as were to strike is key to this all, not brute force. Exploit anything you can, even the chinks in your personality. Do this and you'll dismantle Oh-One's sorry excuse for a robot ass while Otsy, Askin, and I will dismantle his sorry excuse for a plan. Now, lets get out there; drinks are on me when this is all over!"

As Jonas cried out, he thrust an arm outwards towards the tower, him and Group A's target. While Jonas did this, it looked like a part of him was peeling off, as if he was shedding like a bug. Following this, a clone of him separated from the original before looking at Isko, awaiting his orders. "I'll send in a decoy so you three, possibly seven can get in some free hits wailing away at Oh-One," he stated to Isko as he patted the cushion of the snowmobile.

"We're leaving this up to you guys; Askin, Otsy, lets get going!"

As Oh-One began to sore away from the two, a familiar knife and string instantly pierced the cold, wintry air surrounding the group as it began to whip around Oh-One, looking to ensnare the robot. Should Jill and Justin look off to the side, they would notice a familiar, yet sullen face reaching up towards their assailant.

'Jonas' had arrived.

Seems he appeared from out of nowhere as he he let the string do the work before gripping on tightly once enough had left his coat. 'Jonas' wouldn't bother responding to any greetings verbally, but would nod as he focused intently on the fleeing Oh-One, looking to attempt wrapping him up and dragging him back to the ground.

Well, attempt being the key word. For one, the robot weighed a lot and the boosters weren't doing anything to help remedy the situation. However, he was at least successful as the knife found its mark, digging into the metal frame as the rest of the string firmly wrapped around the bot the moment 'Jonas' gripped down.

It was mostly an exercise in futility, but regardless, it would keep their enemy in place, at least for the moment. 'Jonas' Would probably struggle a bit in keeping Oh-One down, much like a fisherman with a huge catch, but at least he was holding him down for right now.

It probably wouldn't be long until Oh-One was able to flee if he continued boosting, but for now, 'Jonas' dug his heels into the ice, glancing over to Justin, Jill, and eventually behind him, as if waiting for something or someone to appear.
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