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Old January 11th, 2014 (08:34 PM). Edited January 14th, 2014 by Jegretis.
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| EVENTS THUS FAR |



The country divided, currently stands at a point of civil war between two factions. Otherwise a peaceful region, Sinnoh tends to be full of tension nowadays. King Tasmus’ quest for power has finally begun, leaving many to wonder what fate lies in his hands. The death of Tasmus’ late father has left his power-lusting son in charge of the country, along with his plans to create the Sinnoh he longs for. Although his intent is not violent, his motives are still unclear to many of the inhabitants of Sinnoh. As a direct result shortly after the crowning of Tasmus, various rebellion groups formed, as an attempt to stop any invading forces led by Tasmus himself. Considered a felony and treason, many resistance groups have been captured and punished, forcing to lead a life of hard labor, torture and shame, and locked up in prison.

Mt. Coronet is the dividing point of Sinnoh, with Tasmus’ castle, known as the Bronze Castle, being located on the far eastern side. As of now, most high risk criminals get sent to Coronet Prison, as well as rebellion groups of the such. With many of his soldiers on duty at various towns and villages, one can be sue that he has eyes seeing every move even when he’s not present.





| SETTING + WHERE YOU COME IN |



This RP takes place in ancient Sinnoh. I’m not going to give an exact time period, but if you have ever watched Arceus and the Jewel of Life, and you remember the scene where they go back in time, that would be a rather good approximation. You will play as a character who may have been affected by the civil war in some way or another. You are not a knight, nor a member of a rebellion group, but instead a regular civilian. You may be going to school for something, working, or maybe even just doing nothing at all except mooch off your parents and live the life of having fun. Your character will soon realize that they will be caught up in one of the most life-changing events.

Since the RP takes place in ancient Sinnoh, there of course going to be some changes to the world of Pokemon. Firstly, there are going to be added towns/villages in Sinnoh that are not present within the games, along with name changes to some of the pre-existing locations. They are as follows (list is excluding new locations):
  • Twinleaf Town retains its name
  • Sandgem Town retains its name
  • Jubilife City, or often referred to as the Commercial City of Jubilife
  • Oreburgh Valley & Oreburgh Mines
  • Floaroma Valley
  • Eterna Valley
  • Hearthome Town
  • Solcaeon Village
  • Veilstone Canyon/Veilstone Cliff
  • Pastoria Marsh
  • Celestic Village
  • Canalave Bay
  • Snowpoint Valley
  • Sunnyshore Bay

There are also no trainers of the such in this RP, nor are there Pokeballs. Instead, a Pokemon must be befriended for someone to own one, and it usually follows its owner everywhere they go, unless left at home and such. Some knights/soldiers fight alongside their Pokemon war, although it is not encouraged for them to fight in war. Instead, Pokemon battles still do exist in this RP, and even now, considered to be a sort of sport and a good pastime. At the start of the RP, your character will already own a Pokemon, whether it is a family Pokemon, or their own. Your character will be able to befriend more Pokemon as the RP progresses, but will use their first Pokemon as their main Pokemon. There will also be many, many times when your character will need to fight alongside your Pokemon, in which case your character will need to choose a weapon.

Many Legendary Pokemon in this RP don’t exist yet. Such as Mewtwo, Genesect, as well as man-made Pokemon such as the Porygon line. Arceus only exists in legend, and most of the other legendaries (Groudon, Kyogre, Palkia, Dialga, etc.) are only stories. Lesser legendary Pokemon such as the birds, do exist, however for RP purposes they cannot be seen until I say so. Also note, that some Pokemon are also considered to be ‘rare’, more specifically Dragon type Pokemon. I’m not saying that you can’t have a Dragon-type, I’m just saying that they are rare. Same goes with Fairies. Pokemon Centres do not exist, but instead are known as 'clinics'. With that said, this RP is not really sandbox, but there will be many times when you will be able to go out and do whatever you want.


| BATTLE RULES |




Let’s get down to battles rules shall we. If your character decides to have a Pokemon battle with another RPer, I have some rules you must follow. Firstly, we are following the games in terms of accuracy level of moves. So if it has 100% hit rate, then it’s always going to hit your Pokemon. Secondly, you only have three dodges per battle. If you want more dodges, than use up a moveslot for an evasion attack, or lower your opponent’s accuracy. That’s pretty much it. Potions and other hand made items do not exist in the RP, however berries, gems, and other similar items are available and can be used during battle.


Rules:
  • All forum rules apply
  • No god-modding/bunnying
  • Please stay active. I know, life gets in the way of stuff, but please let me know if something happens. If you plan to be away, let me know and we’ll sort something out.
  • This is rated T, which means some swearing is allowed, romance/sexual content, and obviously violence. Obviously no huge amounts of gore. This is not a horror movie. Blood to some extent is allowed, such as being attacked by a wild Pokemon, or getting punched in the nose or something along those lines. Don’t go around slicing people’s stomach.
  • No Mega-evolutions until later on in the RP.
  • Six is the maximum move limit, otherwise your Pokemon will need to forget a move to learn a new one.
  • Not really a rule, but have fun!



Twinleaf Town
Avant Ayers



A gentle nibble at Avant’s dangling hand awoke him from his slumber. “Oy…stop that.” He mumbled, as he turned his head and looked beside the bed he was sleeping on. Saur… Root, his Bulbasaur was at it again, being his personal morning wake-up call. Avant sighed, whipping the blanket off of himself, and slowly creeping out of bed, walking into the bathroom to do his morning hygienic duties. Teeth cleaned? Check. Face washed? Check. Morning dump? Check. Clothes changed? Check. It only took him a less than half an hour, but Avant was rather pleased at how fast it took him do all his morning cleansing.

Heading downstairs to the kitchen, Avant noticed a small yellow note laying on the kitchen table, next to a bowl of oats and a cup of tea. Great, a grocery list. Low and behold, he was right. Whenever everyone was busy, the family would always give Avant the responsibility of grabbing groceries from the marketplace. “It’ll give me something to do today. You’re coming with me, Root.” He said, sitting down and taking a spoonful of oats, as he looked down at the green Pokemon eating from a red bowl of brown mush. Avant hastily scarfed down the bowl of oats, and washed it down with the cup of cold tea. “As long as it fills me up I’m good.” He said to Root, getting up from the chair and grabbing a brown burlap bag sitting on top of the counter nearby. “And you should be fine too. Hurry up, let’s go. It’s my day off from work, and I don’t wanna spend it on grocery shopping.” Root growled. He knew his Pokemon couldn’t really understand him, but it made Avant rest with ease knowing he could talk out loud without sounding insane. He opened the front door letting Root out first, before stepping out of the house, closing the wooden door behind him. He shoved the grocery list into his pocket, and started to walk down the dirt path that led down the small grassy hill where his relatively small house was located. Admittedly, It wasn’t the most lavishing area of town, but it was cheap, especially for a family of six.

~

The sound of people chattering filled the air, along with an old man shouting for people to look at his stocked items. “Alright, we’re here.” Avant took a sigh of relief and stretched out his legs from the walk. Many shop stands of the sort were located on both sides of the street, filled with things ranging from fresh-made pastries, to hot food, to knick-knacks. People were bustling about, going through their normal daily routines. Avant didn’t know why, but for some reason he really liked the overall busy feel of the marketplace. Glancing around, aside from the obvious residents of Twinleaf doing their errands, Avant also noticed the presence of several men dressed in bronze armor. They weren’t heavily armed, mainly carrying around either a spear or a sword. He saw one of them just walking down the street looking at the various stands as if he were on patrol. Probably just sent here from the palace. The young man quickly fixed his mind back to what he was there for. Let’s get to it. First thing on the list is milk… With Root following behind, Avant walked over to a nearby stand where several milk bottles were on for display, along with a rather extravagant display of bread. Avant just stood there, taking his time looking at all the food, not noticing his Bulbasaur curiously walking away, exploring the marketplace on his own.
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Old January 17th, 2014 (04:34 PM).
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Izaak's eyes creaked open. There he gazed at the wooden structure holding the creaky loft he called his home together. Slowly he rose up to place his eyes outside the window his bed was conveniently placed beside. Gazing off towards the stars before he fell asleep had become a makeshift past time for him. Izaak sighed. I'll never be able to make ends meet if I don't get anymore days of work... even in this podunk shack.

Izaak had moved to Twinleaf Town from Oreburgh Valley. Living on his own with only a part time job had him pushing his limits to support himself, but he had found a quaint little shack in the grungier part of town that had surprisingly fit him very well. It was one moderately large room. With the exception of the bathroom, of course. Up against one wall was a large loft area, with a ladder leading up to a moderately-sized, cozy bedroom area. In a corner sat the basic appliances such as a fridge, sink, etc. An old table sat in the middle of the room. Square, a chair on each side, covered with an old musty table cloth. Izaak wasn't one to decorate much. Another corner sat Iron, Izaak's Aron's bed, while next to that lay his food dishes. On the front door Izaak had carefully made a clumsy door-way for Iron to go in and out of. He usually never went far and was trustworthy enough to know he wouldn't run away. It wasn't much but it was home.

He climbed out of bed, kicking the covers off first, followed by a quick hop down. He gazed around the shack. Hmm... that's weird, I wonder where Iron could have run off to. Iron usually slept longer than Izaak did. Generally being awoke by the sound of food being poured into his dish. Izaak then walked towards the ladder, climbing down, and making his way towards to the bathroom. Stumbling towards the toilet, he kicked back and released himself of his daily bowel movement. He glared at himself in the mirror, riddled with bed hair and half open eyes. Grabbing a wet rag, he wiped down his face, and continued one with other typical morning duties such as shaving, fixing his hair, and brushing his teeth.

Finally cleaned up, Izaak walked out of the bathroom to find Iron sitting on his bed. "Aron!" Iron roared. "Well, I didn't even hear you come in!" he responded. Iron sat there giving him a look only the two would understand.

Izaak walked towards the pantry chuckling at Iron's antics. He pulled out a large brown sack, walked over to the eager Pokemon's bowl and tilted it over. A mere three chunks of Pokemon food poured into the bowl. Izaak laughed while Iron gave him the typical glare of un-amusement. "Ha! Looks like we're gonna have to make a trip to the market today, buddy!" "I needed to mail a letter to mom anyways, she's probably worried sick!" he exclaimed immediately after. Quickly getting dressed Izaak climbed back down the ladder once more. Grabbing a letter addressed to his mother off of the table and throwing on his regular jacket. "You ready?" he asked the Aron. "ARON!" it roared in reply.

Izaak stepped outside, taking in the fresh air. What a beautiful day.

He started to walk forward down the trail towards the main part of town. Surrounded by trees inhabited by various Pidgeys, Starlys, and other Pokemon. The walk only took a matter of minutes before he found himself in the bustling market-place. He wasn't terribly fond of the busy parts of town, but the atmosphere had something to it that made him feel at home. Walking through the streets he couldn't help but notice a group of men equipped in a light assortment of rough, bronze armor. They were carrying weapons but he couldn't exactly tell what, aside from the obvious spear. What are these guys doing here? It's pretty unusual for a group like them to be in a place like this. I wonder if those rumors are true...

Izaak continued through town, making his way to the town hall where he usually went to mail his letters. He pushed open the door to the building and walked up to the main counter. There sat a beautiful young woman; hazel eyes, dark red hair, and facial features that made Izaak swoon. She wore a neat buttoned dress. Crap, why can I never talk to this girl without sounding like a moron?

"Hello there!" the girl smiled. "H-hi!" he stuttered. His conversations with the girl had never gone much further than "Hellos" or "Goodbyes" or even "Thanks yous". He did, however, learn the girls name was Katherine. Over-hearing her boss call her for assistance as he was leaving. "I j-j-just wanted to mail this letter, t-thanks!" was what came next out of his mouth as he awkwardly slid the letter across the counter and began to walk out of the building quickly, not looking back. Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid! He thought to himself angrily.

He took a new step outside. Iron was there to greet him. "Aron!" Izaak took a second to stop and greet his Pokemon in return. "At least I can talk to you, can't I?" Iron gave him a look, this time with a smile. "Let's go get you some food." he said as the two started walking towards the market-place.
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Old January 18th, 2014 (11:49 PM).
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The bell on the door jingled as it was opened, and a middle aged couple walked into the cafe. It was called The Luxray's Eye Cafe, and it was situated on a small hill to the north in Twinleaf Town, close to where travelers came through from Sandgem, and as a result, it made a substantial profit. This was the cafe where Nieves Johnson had been working for the past month, in return for lodging with the woman who owned and ran it. Any tips that she gained, however, were hers, allowing Nieves to make a small profit from working here. Plus, with lodging and free meals, she was quite content to work where she was. The only downside was that, well, as she lived with the owner, whose home was attached to the back of the cafe, she got the early morning shift. And Nieves was not an early morning person.

Forcing a falsely cheerful smile upon her face, she pulled her white-blonde hair into a loose ponytail, and approached the couple who'd sat down at a small table by the window. In the distance, one could just make out the occasional splash of the brilliant blue waters of Lake Verity, mostly hidden by trees. Placing the menus in front of them, she addressed them in a warm tone,

"Good morning, Sir and Madam, welcome to the Luxray's Eye Cafe. Can I interest you in some drinks while you decide upon what you would like to order?"

Using the pad of paper that she always had to carry upon her in the Cafe, she recorded their orders, and gave them a smile, promising that she'd be back with the requested items in just a moment, and headed back into the kitchen through two swinging doors. The smell hit her as she walked in, and she breathed in heavily, taking in all the lovely scents around her. Over in the corner, the cook, Justin, stood over the stove, instructing his Vulpix to use her embers to heat it from below. The two exchanged a nod, acknowledging each others presence, before returning to the jobs at hand.

Nieves pulled out two coffee cups, and a bag containing coffee beans, which she proceeded to start grinding down. As she worked, her mind wandered. She'd been travelling for just over two years now, having turned twenty quite recently. In that time, she'd made her way through most of Western Sinnoh, having spent quite a large amount of time in the Eterna Valley, before travelling south. She'd seen the most wonderful things in her wanderings, such as the beautiful Chateau which had recently been built a little way into Eterna Forest, the mines in Oreburgh which were pulling large amounts of Ore from the mineral rich earth, and most amazingly, in her opinion, was one a hill in the Floaroma Valley. It had been completely devoid of life one day, and then the next morning, it had been covered in the most brilliant flowers. She hadn't been able to believe her eyes when that happened. Of course, Huojin, her Growlithe, had been overjoyed at the sudden abundance of butterflies and bug type Pokemon to chase. But, there were still places she had yet to see, and at this point in time she had two options - she could head to Canalave Bay, and see if she could visit the islands around that area, or she could make her way over Mount Coronet and see the Bronze Castle, and the various places to the east. It was tempting to head to the splendor of the east straight up, but with all this tension in the area, she was slightly reluctant to go. Perhaps Canalave Bay would be her best bet, once she had enough money for a boat.

"Nieves!" A yell came from outside of the kitchen, snapping her out of her musing. "There are more customers here!"

Mentally facepalming, she picked up the completed coffees and walked out to the couple, instinctively placing a false smile on her face. She really wasn't made for this kind of mundane life, just working in a cafe. She had grander goals and dreams.

Maybe Canalave.

***

Later, the cafe was a bit quieter, and Nieves was resting against a bench when Justin put his head out of the kitchen door, looking slightly sheepish. "Um, Nieves? I ah, kinda forgot to get more eggs yesterday, and we're almost out."

Turning her blue eyes on him, and gave him the kind of look which sarcastically applauded his 'brilliance'. He frowned slightly in response, then sighed and shook his head.

"Look, just duck down to the market and get some yeah? I want about... three dozen."

Nieves pulled off her apron, stuffing them behind the counter, and pulled out enough money for the eggs, while addressing Justin still. "Yeah, alright, but you'll have to do the waitress job until I get back." Anticipating this protest, she added, "Well, unless you want to ask the boss to do it?"

A most satisfying choking sound was the only response, and Nieves smirked as she walked out the door, grabbing a basket on the way out. She was greeted by a Growlithe who was sitting next to the door upon walking out, tail wagging earnestly. She glanced at Huojin, and sighed. The Puppy Pokemon seemed to sit there everyday and simply wait for her to emerge out of the cafe. His loyalty was quite pleasing to her, although she did feel slightly bad that he didn't seem to leave to go enjoy himself or anything like that. She tapped her thigh, indicating that he should follow, and the two walked into town.

The markets weren't hard to find this time of day, because there were people bustling around it, ducking in and out carrying various products, salespeople were yelling their wares out to the general masses, and, she noticed a group of armed soldiers patrolling the area. She gave those men a wide berth, and plunged herself into the chaos, Huojin happily following and keeping up with her by holding the end of her dress in his jaws. She was quite used to him doing that, and having the familiar pressure of her clothes being tugged at slightly at least let her know that he was still with her. So, she noticed instantly when he let go.

She spun around instantly, and saw him bound up to a small green dinosaur Pokemon, with crimson eyes and a dark green bulb sitting on its back. Huojin barked playfully at the Bulbasaur, and crouched, wagging his tail excitedly, while his tongue lolled out his mouth. Nieves reached forwards, trying to pull him back towards her, much to his displeasure, as he wriggled around to get free.

"Come on now Huojin, leave the Bulbasaur alone, okay?" She scolded him, ignoring the fire types attempts to sway her into letting him play using his huge brown eyes. With the Growlithe successfully contained, she glanced up, scanning the area around her, wondering if this Bulbasaur had a trainer nearby, or was wild and lost.
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Old January 19th, 2014 (03:46 PM).
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Twinleaf Town
Avant Ayers



A few minutes had passed, before Avant had realized that Root had wandered off. Paying the stand owner a few coins, Avant put a loaf of bread and two bottles of milk in the brown bag, and then slinging it around his body o he wouldn’t have to hold it. Where did he go…? Although he knew that Root would come back to his house after a little while, Avant had some other stuff he wanted to do, so he wanted to make sure Root was safe before leaving him on his own. Walking a little further down the bustling street, he eventually came across the notorious Bulbasaur. As he walked closer, he saw that his Bulbasaur was playfully growling at another excited Pokemon, which was being held back by a girl, who Avant assumed to be, the owner.

“Root, there you are.” Avant walked up to the Bulbasaur, who growled playfully at the furry Pokemon one more time, before retreating behind Avant’s leg. “Sorry, it looks like Root made your Growlithe all excited.” Avant said laughing slightly, pointing at the furry, red Pokemon trying to wriggle itself free from being held by his platinum-haired owner. At that moment, Root hopped out from behind Avant, and started to jump at the Growlithe, as if he wanted to play. “I really don’t know what’s gotten into him. He’s usually more calm and reserved.” He bent down to pet the Bulbasaur and tried to get him to settle down. The only conclusion Avant could come to for the Pokemon’s behavior, was if Root somehow knew the Growlithe, as he did tend to wander around town from time to time. "Hey, seriously Root. Stop it. It's annoying." He wasn't sure if the behaviour was irritating the girl, so Avant just stood back up and gave a half-hearted smile.
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Old January 19th, 2014 (05:57 PM).
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Walking away from the town hall with Iron by his side. Izaak made his walk towards the market-place at a quick, brisk pace. Still noticing the group of equipped men throughout the town. I can't help but worry what's going to come out of these guys being here. Maybe I'm just paranoid, he thought to himself. Closing in on his destination, he couldn't help but notice a girl with the lightest hair he'd ever seen, holding back her rambunctious Growlithe from playing with what looked like a stray Bulbasaur. That's peculiar. I can almost bet that Bulbasaur has an owner somewhere. You never see wild ones in these parts. He looked down at Iron. Giggling he mumbled, "Why don't you go join in, buddy?" Iron looked up giving him the infamous look.

Izaak took a step inside a nearby stall. "One bag of Pokemon food, please!" he exclaimed. The worker hustled to the back bringing back a moderately large brown bag and laid it on the counter. In response, Izaak stumbled through his pockets to reveal a small leather coin purse. Digging in he pulled out a handful of coins, handing them over to the man. Immediately followed by him grabbing the sack, and tossing it over his shoulder. In his experience, it was the easiest way to carry an object as large and awkward as the bag. Iron's gaze affixed themselves to the bag, nearly drooling. "Hahaha!" Izaak chuckled. "If there's one thing you love, it's gotta be food."

Emerging from the stall, Izaak looked back towards to where he saw the girl and her Growlithe. Previously absent, now stood the Bulbasaur's owner. This time it looked like the Bulbasaur was trying to play. "Looks like you guys have your hands full!" Izaak yelled. Making a slow approach towards the group with a large grin on his face and the large bag still thrown over his shoulder.
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Old January 19th, 2014 (09:51 PM).
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Having quickly scanned the area, and seen nobody around who gave any indication that the Bulbasaur belonged to them, Nieves turned her eyes back to it, still holding the wriggling Huojin in her arms. It seemed to be friendly enough, returning her Growlithe's playful growls, in a way that almost seemed as if the two were familiar with each other. Perhaps they were - Huojin usually waited for her outside the Luxray's Eye most days, as Pokemon weren't allowed within the cafe. But, even if they did know each other, it didn't mean that she could just ask the Pokemon about it. And really, this Bulbasaur wasn't her problem at all, well, provided that Huojin didn't try and set it on fire or anything, as he sometimes had a habit of doing to various (usually important) objects.

Nieves went to stand back up, just as a voice rang out over the crowd, the words seeming slightly relevant to the situation, “Root, there you are.”

She glanced up, and then promptly went on a slight internal rant at the fact that she was very vertically challenged. Running into tall men like this just made her seem even smaller than she already was. He had short black hair, with eyes nearly as dark, and was speaking in a friendly matter, while trying to calm the Bulbasaur - Root - down himself. However, it seemed as if neither owner was having much luck at all, as Huojin seemed to have become even more excited by the appearance of the tall stranger.

"Hey, seriously Root. Stop it. It's annoying." He said, seeming to give up and giving her a half-hearted smile.

She studied him for a moment, crouched where she was, before rising up and returning the smile. "Its fine, Huojin is quite young, and very excitable. He's probably caused all this." The Puppy Pokemon seemed to highlight this statement by bounding forwards, now free from the restraints of his owner's arms, and batted Root playfully with his paw.

"Looks like you guys have your hands full!" Another voice called out, this one belonging to another man, with shaggy brown hair, a lean build, and sporting a bandanna around his neck. He did have a point - Nieves had all but given up trying to control Huojin.

She smiled another meaningless smile at the other stranger, saying "It would most certainly appear that way." as she made a mental note that the people who lived in Twinleaf seemed to be very friendly compared to those who lived elsewhere. Or, at least she hoped their intentions were friendly anyway.
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Old January 20th, 2014 (01:50 PM).
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Izaak Sharpe


"It would most certainly appear that way." was what Izaak heard from the girl as he walked to the two standing behind their playful Pokemon. Iron was close behind. As he drew closer, he began to notice more and more of the light-haired girls features. Geez, she's actually kinda cute, he thought to himself. However, the usual nervousness didn't overcome his ability to talk to her like it did with others. Izaak had finally come to a stop several feet between the two.

"You know," he started to speak. "I'd offer one more but this guys a little stubborn." He finished pointing down to his Pokemon. Iron observed the two Pokemon before turning his back. The Pokemon was not accustomed to associating itself with other Pokemon. Izaak was in a similar situation. He had not made too many friends since moving to Twinleaf Town and although peaceful, he figured this would be his chance to change that.

He looked the girl up and down, and then over to the young man. He was wearing a blue tunic. His face clean shaven with short black hair. He had seen the young man around town before but the girl was a total stranger at this point. "I haven't seen you around here before." Izaak said eagerly to the girl lifting his mouth to form another gentle grin.
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Old January 20th, 2014 (07:12 PM). Edited January 20th, 2014 by Jegretis.
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Avant Ayers



"Its fine, Huojin is quite young, and very excitable. He's probably caused all this." The Pokemon leaped out of the girl's grip, landing onto the ground and swiping at Root with its paw. Avant just smiled, when a voice approached the two.

"Looks like you guys have your hands full!" Avant turned his attention to the side, where a young man with a bandana and brown hair, around his age, walked up to them. He was accompanied by a Pokemon as well. A small, grey-ish colored Pokemon to be exact, with tough and rugged looking skin. Similar to armor. Avant was by no means a Pokemon expert, so he failed to identify the young man's Pokemon, but he didn't let it bother him too much.

"It would most certainly appear that way." The girl spoke, smiling. Avant took a quick glance at Root and the Growlithe named Huojin, who were busy trying to swipe each other with their paws, as if they were play fighting.

"You know," the boy started to speak. "I'd offer one more but this guy's a little stubborn." He pointed at his own grey colored Pokemon, to which Avant just looked, and then smiled back a the boy. He saw the boy glancing at the girl, his pupils moving up and down, almost as if he were observing her. Is he checking her out right in front of her? Avant was puzzled as to why he would do this, but maintained composure as the young man looked at Avant, and then back at the girl. "I haven't seen you around here before." The boy gave a friendly grin. Okay...it looks like this is my time to leave the convo. Standing at a rather awkward position now in the conversation, Avant just kneeled down, petting his Bulbasaur on the head, while he continued to try and swipe at Huojin.
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Old January 21st, 2014 (01:57 AM). Edited January 21st, 2014 by TheZenTraveler.
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“Sam could you pass me a size 14 wrench?” A voice echoed from inside a lifeless hulk of machinery.

A few meters away, a midsize wrench began to float off of the workbench. The wrench began to tactfully float around the various men walking about the workplace. After a few seconds, the wrench hovered just above an access hatch for the large machine, awaiting the owner of the voice to reveal themselves.

Suddenly the machine began to experience internal knocking, thumping and scraping. A grimy hand reached out and firmly grasped a side of the hatch, and then a second hand emerged, with it came the head of a young man. His face was covered with oil and soot as always, Grant had been up since the wee hours of the morning when the Foreman called him about a broken down machine.

“ok, just a few more minutes and we should be ready to fire this thing u-“ *Thwack* Just then the wrench plummeted right into Grant’s face.

“ow! What was that for?” Grant said looking at Sam, his Pokémon friend whom had become bored.

“Mis mis misdreavvus” She Protested, showing anger that Grant didn’t just wait until later to work on the machine; Sam absolutely hated it when Grant worked too hard.

Sensing Sam’s anger, Grant reached down and grabbed the wrench, pushing before he slid back into the machine.

“I’m almost done addressing this poor old guy’s problem, when I’m done, I promise we won’t do any more work for the rest of the day” he stated, sliding back into the machine to finish his work.

----------------------------- 30 minutes later

Grant had finally finished repairing the machine; He was standing about 5 meters away watching the workers prepare the behemoth for restart. The foreman came bounding up, and stood silently next to Grant as the workers finally started the machine. It was a magnificent sight to behold, once the fires were stoked, the braked were released and the device began to wheeze, stretching out its old joints and lazily beginning to move. A few seconds passed and the Machine had begun to roar, returning to the vigorous movements as if the old giant had never been broken.

“Thank you very much Grant, you really saved us there. Without all of these machines working we would have no way to make this week’s quota. As always here’s you payment, try not to spent it all in one place.” The old man chuckled, Handing Grant 300 Gold for his services.

As always Grant said thanks, and left the mill; Sam tailing behind, hiding from all of the people along the road as they made their way into town. As they walked, Grant began to do financial math, finding that he had 3300 gold saved up for spending money. Now he had plenty to stop by the blacksmith’s and order the weapon he has been looking at for weeks now.

---------------------------- In Twinleaf Town

The streets were bustling as usual, but all Grant had in mind was making it to the blacksmith’s shop. While walking down the streets, he could see that people were crowding the streets, many of whom were out buying benign things. Soldiers patrolled in the distance, though Grant was really not concerned; he was well aware they were there only there to be a presence. Sam noticed the soldiers as well, though she saw an opportunity mare than anything, an opportunity to cause a little mischief.

“Mis Mis” She gleefully stated, zooming off in the direction of the soldiers.

“Don’t cause too much trouble!” Grant shouted behind her, “Come find me at the Blacksmith’s shop when you’re finished playing games.”

Grant blended into the Background as Sam shot passed the crowds of people. Soon she was upon her adversaries and they still idly patrolled clueless that they were about to receive a small prank. She surveyed her surroundings, looking for a clever but embarrassing prank. The soldiers were coming up on to a corner with a small shop near it, The Luxray Café the sign read. That’s when she saw it, a small bucket of what was likely Laundry water had been set out on a nearby sill, her plan finally forming.

Sam began to initiate her plan, grabbing the bucket and slowly moving into place over the small group of soldiers, choosing the rather burly man up front. Just then she noticed a small group of both people and Pokémon, perfect to leave with cleaning up any possible mess. Allowing the group of soldiers to pass by a big man with a Bulbasaur, Sam dropped the bucket. Bullseye! the bucket landed over the top of the man’s head, as Sam sped off in the direction of the blacksmith’s shop, just down the street.

“Mi mi mi!” She giggled all the way to shop, entering in search of Grant. She wondered what the soldier was doing right about then, knowing it would be a good idea to lay low for a short time.

“There you are!” grant called from behind.
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Nieves's eyes flicked down for a moment as the newcomer came closer, focusing on the basket she still had. She did really need to get those eggs and get back to work, she supposed. Entertaining random strangers probably wasn't the best idea at this point in time. However, it wasn't exactly her fault that Justin was highly forgetful, plus she could easily come up with a million excuses to not hurry back. They came flooding through: Huojin ran off after a Bulbasaur, the line was so long, the guards thought I had stolen something... Let the man suffer, she thought, smirking internally. Or maybe, he'd never even notice the difference in time.

"You know," the brown haired man said, "I'd offer one more but this guys a little stubborn." He indicated to his Pokemon, with large blue eyes and what appeared to be armor covering its body, and who then turned away from the other two Pokemon. She glanced at it, slightly quizzical - she was certain she'd seen this species of Pokemon before somewhere... Oh, that was right. It was an Aron, that's what they were called. They weren't overly common in Sinnoh she'd found.

Nieves then noticed that he was looking at her in a fashion that was a bit different from the norm. She glanced down, wondering if there was flour or dirt or something on her clothes. She couldn't see any, maybe there was something on her face instead? There probably was, maybe some of the food or something. She decided that she would definitely check in a mirror before resuming work, the boss didn't like it when she was addressing the customers looking dirty.

"I haven't seen you around here before." The newcomer said, again smiling. At this, the tall one seemed to crouch down and pay more attention to his Pokemon. Huojin seemed to like this idea, trying to lick his hand.

"That's because I'm not from here." Nieves stated, "I've been wandering around this side of Mount Coronet for a couple of years now, and I only arrived in Twinleaf Town about a month ago." She paused, and it occurred to her that she hadn't introduced herself to either of these men. "I'm Nieves, by the way."

She glanced around, trying to see if she could spot the guards again. They were making her slightly uncomfortable, as they were armed with swords at the very least, while she didn't have anything. Why were they in a place like Twinleaf anyway? She hadn't expected that King Tasmus would have bothered with such a small place like this - there were far larger areas in the land that seemed to be more hostile towards him. But then again, she wasn't exactly an expert on the whole picture at the moment, so she probably shouldn't question it, and tried to ignore their presence. Although, it was a bit difficult when a group of them came marching past them.

Nieves eyed them with suspicion, only to jump back a bit as a bucket of dirty, soapy water fell out of thin air, landing on the head of a rather large solider. She covered her mouth, trying to hold back laughter - after all, it was kinda hard to feel intimidated by someone after that. Although, the solider wasn't going to be too impressed with this, she imagined, and thus kept her laughter to herself, lest he blame her for this.
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"That's because I'm not from here." The platinum-haired girl spoke, "I've been wandering around this side of Mount Coronet for a couple of years now, and I only arrived in Twinleaf Town about a month ago." She paused. Hmmm...she's been traveling. Must be nice, to just sit back, relax, and just wander around to your heart's content. "I'm Nieves, by the way." She introduced herself. Avant continued to crouch, as he watched Huojin and Root run off a little ways away, but the sudden sound of splashing accompanied by a thud! immediately made Avant stand up. Up above, he could see a dark blur speeding off in the opposite direction, evading Avant's sight to grasp what it could have been.

"Damn it!" He heard a man yell. Avant turned his head and saw a group of soldiers, one of which was drenched, standing next to bucket dripping with water. "You! Did any of you guys see who did this?" The man pointed at the group, and spoke almost as if he were demanding something out of them. Avant stood quiet a for a few seconds. His father had told him if he had any run-ins with a soldier, he was supposed to make sure to act normal. "Well? Yes or no?" The man started to approach the group rather aggressively, with the other soldiers walking next to him.

"No we didn't." Avant quickly said, as the soldiers came to a stop. "We were just talking and heard you yell. That's all." He tried to keep it simple, and just looked at the soldier, who gave a hand signal for the other soldiers leave. They walked in the direction of the dark blur that Avant had noticed, but he doubted they would be able to find anything. "Well...that could have gone worse. I don't really know why there's a bunch of them in town though." Avant said, looking back at Nieves and the other young man. "But I'll admit, it was pretty funny." He said, giving a slight smile. "Oh yeah, I'm Avant. I've been living here my whole life pretty much." He said casually.
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Old January 21st, 2014 (12:53 PM).
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"That's because I'm not from here. I've been wandering around this side of Mount Coronet for a couple of years now, and I only arrived in Twinleaf Town about a month ago." The girl replied to Izaak's previous statement. She then continued, introducing herself. "I'm Nieves, by the way." Izaak opened his mouth to reply back when suddenly the girl's gaze wandered to a group of soldiers. A bucket of water had just plummeted from an unknown source onto one of the soldiers head as he quickly shouted "Damn it!" Izaak let out a loud chuckle before covering his mouth from bringing attention the group's way. He noticed Nieves quickly did the same.

The soldier's attention immediately averted to the three despite their valiant efforts in avoiding the situation. "You! Did any of you guys see who did this?" The group stood silent. Great, this is the last thing I want to get dragged into right now. The taller man, whom yet to introduce himself stood with a tremendous amount of diligence. "Well? Yes or no?" The soldier spoke up as he started to walk towards them.

"No we didn't." The main said swiftly. "We were just talking and heard you yell. That's all." The solider signaled to the rest of his group to move onward. Izaak let out a sigh of relief. Man. This guy saved the day. "Well... that could have gone worse. I don't really know why there's a bunch of them in town though." He said shortly after. Looking back at Izaak and Nieves. "But I'll admit, it was pretty funny." He gave off a quick smile. He then introduced himself similar to how the girl did, a mere moments ago. "Oh yeah, I'm Avant. I've been living here my whole life pretty much."

"Well, nice to meet both of you. I'm Izaak and this is my pal Iron. We moved here about a year ago from the Oreburgh Valley." Iron smiled and Izaak matched it. "You handled that way better than I could have. I guess you could say you saved our hides." He said, looking off on the soldiers now walking away. "So, Thanks!" He added with an even bigger smile this time.
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The humiliated solider spun to face them, a vein bulging on the top of his forehead. "You! Did any of you guys see who did this?" He jabbed his finger accusingly towards the trio, almost as if he expected one of them to confess to being able to levitate a bucket of water. Nieves quickly placed her hands down by her sides, forcing herself to keep a straight face. If this guy so much as suspected they'd done anything at all, there would be a lot of trouble. That of course, included remaining completely silent.

Of course, upon realizing this, she quickly became aware of the quiet tension surrounding the group as nobody said anything. The solider seemed to pick up upon there silence as possible guilt, taking a step towards them and demanding to hear an answer. She tried to speak, but found that the words just weren't coming.

"No we didn't." The tall man said from someone to Nieves side. "We were just talking and heard you yell. That's all."

She half expected the solider to argue, but instead he gave them a suspicious look, before turning back to the rest of them, and pointing them off into one of the streets, as if chasing something. She frowned slightly, wondering if they'd seen something she'd missed - her eyes hadn't picked up anybody nearby who could have pulled off that stunt.

"Well...that could have gone worse. I don't really know why there's a bunch of them in town though." The tense air seemed to have disappeared as the group reengaged conversation, started by the tall man. "But I'll admit, it was pretty funny." He paused, to grin, before adding, "Oh yeah, I'm Avant. I've been living here my whole life pretty much."

Avant huh? Well, he had a point about the soldiers - Nieves didn't really understand their presence either. In some of the larger towns, or just areas with a high density of people, they did seem more justified, as they needed to be there for higher levels of crime, or, as there were more people, there were more likely to be rebellions there, rather in small places like this. So, the large guard presence really made little sense, especially if they were just here for show. Her blue eyes glanced up at the shorter of the two - he hadn't mentioned his opinion on this, if he even had one.

"Well, nice to meet both of you. I'm Izaak and this is my pal Iron. We moved here about a year ago from the Oreburgh Valley." He said with a smile that Iron shared, "You handled that way better than I could have. I guess you could say you saved our hides. So, Thanks!"

She ducked her head in quiet agreement with Izzak's statement - things probably would have gotten pretty messy if he hadn't spoken up. From below her, something bumped the basket she was carrying. Glancing down, she saw Huojin's expectant face, reminding her that she was still technically at work. She gave him a quick nod - she knew she had to move, there was just something she wanted to inquire first.

Ignoring the Growlithe who headbutted her leg, before tugging on the end of her dress with his teeth, she looked up at both of the men. "Are you two sure you don't know anything about why the soldiers are here in this number? I know you just said you didn't, Avant, but you haven't noticed anything odd? Or, Izzak, do you have an idea?"
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Location: Twinleaf town, Bazaar
Time of day: Mid-Morning
Grant Hawkins

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Clara Warde


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Grant arrived at the Blacksmith’s stall, to his surprise Sam had already arrived and was searching the stall for him.

“There you are!” he called to Sam. As soon as she heard him, Sam turned moved towards him, allowing him to pat her on the head.

“I hope you haven’t gotten into too much trouble”, he said grinning.

“Y…yo..you know that ghost?” Grant immediately looked up, to see a young woman, whom looked to be around his age. She was hiding just behind a rather large Anvil in shop.

“Yes, we’re friends” grant replied, “Was she pranking you?” he added quickly, hoping Sam hadn’t been meddling with the shop before he had gotten there.

The young woman quickly regained her composer standing up and walking briskly towards Grant. She stood no taller than him, and seemed to possess a working class build. She had mid-length chestnut brown hair. Her clothing seemed to consist of a light brown shirt, dark brown slacks and a heavy brown apron.

“Well, then I must apologize, your little friend surprised me when she came zooming in. Though I assure you she was not being a bother.” She stated, she then paused for a moment. “Can we help you with anything on this fine day?” she inquired.

“Yes, is the blacksmith in today? I’m, looking to place an order for a weapon if I could” He politely requested, not recognizing his mistake.

The young woman’s face changed from helpful to an angry blush, she quickly averted her head towards the Floor. After a few moments, she lifted her hand for a handshake.

“I… I’m Clara Warde, I am the owner of Warde’s weapons, and I am the residing blacksmith, along with my younger brother whom is my assistant. It is nice to meet you, and I hope this does not deter your willingness to do business with us.” The young woman stammered, still staring at the ground and awaiting a handshake. A few moments went by; Grant recovered from his initial embarrassment and began to shake her hand.

“It is nice to make your acquaintance, I’m Grant, Do you perhaps work with Polearms?” He gleefully inquired.

The handshake was actually very feeble, almost as if Clara assumed Grant would turn and leave instead of doing business with her. As soon as the handshake ended, they began conversing about the types and materials that grant would like to have the weapon built out of. Sam had succumbed to boredom, and slowly looked around the shop, that is, until she found something peculiar.

In the corner of the shop, it seemed that a shield was walking by itself with a blue tail protruding from the back. Sam decided that she should test to see what was propelling the shield. She did so, by phasing partway through the shield, surprising a small Riolu on the other side.

“Misdreavus?” Sam questioned the little Pokémon, whom began to explain the he was Clara’s Pokémon.

Just then the door opened, and two soldiers entered. Both looked agitated and one looked like he had been drenched and smelled awful as well. Sam with the help of the Riolu found a clever hiding place.

“Have either of you seen a dark purple flying creature around” they asked, forked spears standing by their sides.

Grant glanced towards where Sam had been moments before, to find that she had wisely hidden herself. He turned back to the guards preparing to explain they hadn’t seen anything of the sort, But he was beaten to the punch.

“No sir we haven’t seen anything near that description, though that would be quite an amazing sight…” Clara answered, un-phased by the question or who, had been asking it.

The soldiers stood for a split second, processing the answer, and finally they bid farewell.

Grant turned back to Clara; her Riolu was now standing by her side, while Sam emerged from behind the very shield the the Riolu had been carrying earlier. Clara had her hand Jutted out once again, this time it was to agree upon the weapon they had discussed; a modified Sovnya spear with a steel ball at the end for both durability and added defensive measure. He shook her hand, this time her grip was much more positive. He paid the 800 gold fee for the estimated materials and time as well.

As Grant turned to leave, Sam just behind him but, he only made it about 3 feet before Clara blurted something out behind him.

“You know, that is no way to treat someone who just saved your ass!” She scolded, catching Grant and Sam extremely off guard.

“Uh” Grant was puzzled beyond all doubt at this point, Clara took her Apron off, and set it on the table.

“How about you treat us all to brunch?” She said, looking down at her Riolu. “Rex and I were about to take a break anyhow”.

Grant’s face was that of disbelief, He had no idea what to do, so he decided to give in. Clara was able to swindle a free meal out of him this time. After a few minutes of tidying up his face and hands, and Clara closing the shop ; the group of 4 set out for The Luxray Café so Grant could settle his debts.
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (08:40 AM).
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"Well, nice to meet both of you. I'm Izaak and this is my pal Iron. We moved here about a year ago from the Oreburgh Valley." Iron and Izaak both gave a warm smile. "You handled that way better than I could have. I guess you could say you saved our hides. So, Thanks!" He continued to smile. Avant gave a half-hearted laugh. To him, he didn't really think he did anything worthy of actually 'saving' someone, but Izaak seemed to appreciate what Avant did.

"Are you two sure you don't know anything about why the soldiers are here in this number? I know you just said you didn't, Avant, but you haven't noticed anything odd? Or, Izzak, do you have an idea?" Nieves asked. Avant stood in silence for a bit, trying to think. He drew a blank, but quickly remembered what his father had told him about the soldiers.

"Well...I don't know much, however," He gave a pause, glancing around to see if anyone was listening nearby, more specifically, soldiers. "I'm sure you guys know the current state of Sinnoh, right? Well, my father said that people are trying to rebel against Tasmus, so I'm assuming they were stationed here just so something out of hand won't happen. I can't say if other places are like this too though." Avant looked up at the sky, placing his hand on chin, thinking about what may happen if some sort of civil war breaks out. He was suddenly interrupted by a nudging on his leg, and a growl. Saur... It was Root, and by the way he was tugging at his leg, he was anxious about something. "Oh sorry, I have to finish some errands and get home." Avant said, pointing at the bag in his hand. Root tugged at his leg some more, this time slightly more aggressively. Alright, geez. Calm down. "Hehe, he's just getting restless. It was nice talking. I'll probably see you guys around town or something." Avant said, looking at Nieves and Izaak.
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (10:37 AM).
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Nieves nodded her head in agreement with Izaak. "Are you two sure you don't know anything about why the soldiers are here in this number? I know you just said you didn't, Avant, but you haven't noticed anything odd? Or, Izzak, do you have an idea?" She had questioned both of them. Izaak honestly didn't know much other than a few rumors here and there that held little to no significance. He stood there quietly before Avant spoke up.

"Well...I don't know much, however," he started to speak before checking his surrounds. To be sure there were no soldiers close by. "I'm sure you guys know the current state of Sinnoh, right? Well, my father said that people are trying to rebel against Tasmus, so I'm assuming they were stationed here just so something out of hand won't happen. I can't say if other places are like this too though." Avant looked up resting his hand under his chin. A civil war? The simple fact soldiers are even in this town almost give away that these rumors are true. I didn't want to believe it at first but... Damn. Avant's Bulbasaur had started tugging at his pant leg. "Oh sorry, I have to finish some errands and get home. Hehe, he's just getting restless. It was nice talking. I'll probably see you guys around town or something." he finished looking at Izaak and Nieves.

"Honestly, I had only heard rumors of the war. Now I just can't help but believe them if they're sending soldiers to a robust place like this." He started as his hand began scratching the back of his gently looking down at the ground. "I better be off as well, however, it was nice to meet both of you! I'm sure this won't be the last we see of each other." Izaak held out his hand towards Avant and Nieves.
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (04:32 PM).
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Nieves watched the two muse over the the question, and listened to both in turn. While the ideas were expressed slightly differently, they essentially meant the same thing: that the high solider presence was a result of the tensions between the people, and King Tasmus, apparently. So, did that mean that a revolution was expected here, of all things? She had seen high solider presence is larger places she'd visited of course, but that had seemed expected. So, was there a deliberate reason for them being there, or had the king simply decided to send a certain amount of guards to each area? Actually, that would be highly impractical - they probably would calculate a number based upon the population of an area, or something similar. It seemed probable, but there still seemed to be more soldiers here than there should be. Or perhaps, she was just over thinking this way too much, and the entire thing was completely irrelevant. That would not have surprised her at all.

"Oh sorry, I have to finish some errands and get home." Avant said, taking notice of Root, who seemed to have followed Huojin's example, and was tugging his pants. "Hehe, he's just getting restless. It was nice talking. I'll probably see you guys around town or something."

Izzak seemed to have a similar idea, saying "I better be off as well, however, it was nice to meet both of you! I'm sure this won't be the last we see of each other."

He stretched his hand out, seemingly for a handshake. Nieves shook it quickly, then took a step back, which resulted in a shocked bark from Huojin, who seemed to have given up on tugging on her dress, and had ended up chewing on the hem. So, he wasn't overly impressed when his plaything was pulled away from him. Nieves ignored him for a moment.

"Yes, it was nice meeting you all." She said, referring to both humans and Pokemon. "Perhaps we can have another interesting conversation again if we meet again."

She ducked her head, imitating a quick curtsy, before spinning on her heel, walking in the direction of the store she usually bought the eggs from. Behind her, she heard Huojin bark a goodbye, before bounding after her, slowing to trot by her side with his tongue lolling out of his mouth. The two exchanged a look, before Nieves shook her head with a small smile. Look at all the trouble he tended to cause, but in this case, the 'trouble' had been more pleasant than anything else, she supposed. He seemed to pick up on this, allowing his brown eyes to light up, and wagged his tail.

The stall owner gave her a wave, recognizing her, and pulled out the eggs she required upon request. The money clinked together as it exchanged hands, and Nieves placed all of them safely in the basket, before hurrying back to the Luxray's Eye Cafe.
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (09:17 PM).
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Avant gave a quick handshake to Izaak, and a wave of his hand to Nieves before turning in the opposite direction, where he originally came from. They seem like nice people. He looked down at Root who was now calm and quietly walking next to him. “I think we should pay a visit to dad. To see how’s work going. Hopefully he’s not too busy.” Although Avant had received the day off, it was his father that picked up his original shifts. In fact, if anything, it had seemed like his father was working twice as much, whilst Avant was getting 3-4 days off per week. Root just growled a bit, as the two started to walk down the busy street of the marketplace, following a path that would eventually lead to the more rural areas of town.

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The industrial sound of work machinery, and people yelling filled the air, as Avant had finally made it to the edge of Lake Verity. And there’s the mill. He spotted the mill where Avant himself and his father work at, which was situated between mountains of logs. There were other buildings around as well, such as warehouses and such, but Avant usually spent most of his time at the mill, or outside construction work. “Hey, have you seen my father around?” Avant walked up to a familiar worker, who gave him a smile, but quickly faded to a rather confused look.

“Avant, your father hasn’t come to work for a little over a week. When he does come, he only stays for an hour or two, before leaving, and saying he ‘forgot’ something.” The man said. Avant felt like dropping the bag of groceries, as his jaw opened a little out of shock. Wait…how can that be? I mean…our shifts are different, but… Thoughts of what his father could be up to filled his head. Was he seeing someone? Is he in trouble? “Boss says he’s thinking of laying you guys off. Your father never comes to work, and you only show up two or three days a week.” The man frowned a bit. Rage suddenly started to shroud Avant. That idiot…he’s screwing me and the family over. What the hell could he be doing?!

“Tell the boss I still want my job. I was just sick for a while, but I’m good now.” Avant told a small white lie, but he needed the job. There’s no way his mother’s job alone could support the family, and if his father was going to be seeing someone else, then there was no place in the house for him. The man nodded in agreement, and Avant hastily turned around and headed back to his house near the outskirts of town.

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After about twenty minutes of walking, Avant eventually came to his house in the little neighborhood in the more rural area of town. Opening the door, he noticed it was unlocked. “Oh, you’re home! I’m just about to leave, but just put away the groceries.” A female’s voice shouted from the nearby family room. His older sister Kira walked up to him, greeting him. Sheplayed around with her straight, brown hair, as she looked at Avant. “What’s with you? You look like you lost your best friend.” She asked, somewhat cheerfully. Avant just nodded sideways.

“Nothing. I’m just tired from the errands.” He sighed, as Kira just smiled and walked past him through the door to outside.

“Okay, rest easy. I’ll be back later tonight! Also, I made extra for lunch, it’s on the counter!” She yelled as she walked down the path and headed towards town. And just like that, I’m alone once again. Avant didn’t really have any friends, and was beginning to regret not asking the people he met earlier if they wanted to hang out. It would at least give him something to do. “Maybe we should eat something.” He looked down at Root, who walked into the kitchen, licking a red bowl on the tiled floor. Avant sighed, as he grabbed a bag of brown mush-like food on the counter, turning it sideways to pour into Root’s bowl. He put the bag of food back, and saw a glass container sitting a little ways away, filled with mashed potatoes, gravy, and what seemed to be leftover Tauros meat from the other night. Without hesitation, he grabbed the container, and sat next to Root, digging into his meal.
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“Hmm, Thanks for the brunch!” Clara smiled as she walked off toward her stall, she turned and yelled “I’ll come by Tomorrow and drop off your order!”.

As Grant watched Clara and Rex leaving, he couldn’t help but to think how they had just cost him one hundred in gold. He turned towards a happy Sam and sighed. Not much to do here, he thought, knowing that he might as well just enjoy the rest of the day in town, and then head home.

“Well since we’re here, we might as well stick around, eh Sam?” Grant decided, walking down the street.

The rest of his Day was spent, enjoying the towns many grassy areas, and jotting down notes for possible inventions. He could almost feel happiness outside of the need to work. Sam as usual, spent her time casually messing with passerby and getting the two into general trouble. As the day burned on, there was an ominous wind blowing and both could feel the tension the whole town possessed.

Grant could only hope, whatever was making him feel unease wore off quickly because these things normally didn't affect him anyhow. As he lay in a plot of grass, Goggles over his eyes, and Sam still zipping about, he quietly dozed off… Listening to hustle and bustle of the people, and the off sounds that one hears quite often, though normal people fail to interpret them, the sounds of the machines talking.
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (11:04 PM). Edited January 22nd, 2014 by Jegretis.
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Darkness settled in the town of Twinleaf as evening approached. Avant sat on the couch in the family room with Root cuddled next to him, looking through the daily mail. “Taxes, taxes and more taxes. Yay.” Avant said aloud. And of course…no money either. He threw the junk mail onto the table, and picked up another set of envelopes. He skimmed through them, until one caught his eye. It was different from the rest, colored a light blue, with a logo on it. “The Shadow?” The logo looked more like some sort of symbol, with the words “The Shadow” written in a rather organic print. “It’s addressed to dad.” He said quietly to himself. He knew it was wrong to snoop around other people’s mail, but this seemed…odd, to say the least. Suddenly, the door opened in the family room, with the familiar voice.

“I’m home!” It was his dad. “I see you’re home by yourself again. I don’t know where those girls go all the time.” His dad gave a slight laugh, as he walked passed Avant, and put his lunchkit down on the kitchen table. Avant didn’t say anything, not even a simple ‘hello’. He put the envelope down on the table and stood up.

“I wanna know where you were today.” He immediately asked. His father looked at him and chuckled a bit, and just before he spoke, Avant cut him off. “I talked to one of the workers. He said you haven’t been at work for over a week. I went to visit, but you weren’t there.” His father suddenly took a few steps back, and Avant grabbed the envelope on the table, and walked closer to his father. “Seriously, if you’re cheating on mom-“

“I’m not cheating.” His father quickly defended himself, and sat down on a chair next to the kitchen table. “You have to believe me Avant, I wasn’t cheating…” Avant wanted to believe, but something was wrong here. He grabbed the envelope and threw it at his dad.

“This came for you in the mail today. I don’t know what it is, but if it’s something bad, then I don’t want to know.” The envelope flew around before landing near his father sideways, who gave a look of horror once glancing at it. “What? Is it bad? You didn’t even open it.” He said.

“Oh my…it’s gonna happen.” His father stood up, and started to frantically run around the kitchen opening cupboards. Avant was starting to get a little scared, hoping his dad didn't enter insanity. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. We need to go, quick! Grab whatever you can, we need to find your sisters and mom and get out of here!” His father yelled frantically, until Avant grabbed him and shook some sense into his dad. With a quick, vigorous shake, his dad stopped in his tracks, a little dazed.

“I’m not going anywhere! Tell me what’s going on!” Avant yelled in his face. He was getting scared, in fear that something would happen to him or his dad. “Just calm down, and tell me.” His dad sighed a few times fast, but managed to squeak in a few sentences.

“I’m so sorry…” His father started to cry, as he pointed to the envelope on the ground. “The Shadow…it’s a resistance group…no, it’s no longer a resistance group. The rate that it’s growing, it’s now a rebellion.” His father sniffled. “I’ve been going to meetings and – “ Avant let go of his dad and gave him a shove into the counter.

“You’re part of a rebellion?! Do you know what you’ve done? We’re all going to go prison now, you know that?!” Avant paced the kitchen back and forth, panicking. He felt like punching his father, but he knew that would solve nothing. Knock! Knock! Knock! Three, sudden slow knocks on the door grabbed the attention of Avant and his father. They stood there for a few seconds and looked at each other, before his father jumped at Avant and grabbed him by the arm.

“Listen to me. There’s going to be a riot tonight in town, and you need to get out now! It’s not going to be safe, and people will get hurt, do you understand?!” Avant looked puzzled, and was unable to talk due to the shock of the current situation. Where was he supposed to go? And what about him? His father started to open random drawers before he finally pulled out a small brown sack with a white string attached. He grabbed his son by the belt, and wrapped the bag by the string to his belt. Knock! Knock! Knock! The knocks grew more aggressive. “There’s some money in there. Get out of town and head to the Commercial City north from here. “ Avant gave a confused look, still unable to speak. His father pushed him in the direction of a window behind them, trying to get Avant to jump through. “Go now!” He yelled, with Avant finally listening to his father, he jumped through the back window opening. He landed with a thud few feet down on the grass that covered the hillside. He stood there a few seconds, before a nudge at his leg snapped him out of his trance. He looked down. It was Root, who was standing by him, waiting for him to flee the scene. Avant started to jog hastily with Root following closely, coming around the house to run down the pathway that led to town. As he ran for the pathway, he turned to the side to look at the front door of his house, which was broken down, and could see Bronze Soldiers grabbing his father, beating him, and trying to drag him out of the house. Avant watched in horror, until he saw that they were about to come out of the house, and in a split second he started to sprint down the pathway, using the darkness, trees and the shadows of neighbouring houses as cover.

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“Like hell I’m gonna leave my mom and sisters!” Avant yelled at himself, as he started to approach town. He slowed down once he reached the first few houses, only to be greeted with the sight of people running through the streets. A couple of people passed Avant, bumping him on the shoulder as they ran past. It was then he saw a ball of fire heading for some shops on the side of the street, setting them ablaze. The heat was intense, and sparks of flame glittered in the air. “Root, stay close!” He commanded, as he made his way through some crowds of people. He wiped his forehead from little beads of sweat.Is this the raid dad was talking about? In the midst of the crowd he saw several Bronze Soldiers fighting men wearing light blue uniforms, finished off with some light armor on the chest and shoulders. On their back was engraved the logo Avant saw on the letter to his dad. The Shadow…so these are the guys. The Shadow Grunts had Houndours fighting alongside them, biting the Bronze soldiers, as well as firing off balls of flame at whatever they could. Avant looked to the side, and saw a small alley that led to the marketplace, and started to run for it, avoiding the battle between The Shadow Grunts and the Bronze Soldiers. “I gotta find them…anyone.”
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Old January 22nd, 2014 (11:26 PM). Edited January 22nd, 2014 by ThisOrTheApocalypse.
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Nieves and Avant quickly shook Izaak's hand before setting off to their own previous destinations. He spun around looking up to the sky. What a day. "Aron!" Iron roared catching Izaak off guard and snapping him out of what seemed to be a day dream. "Oh right. I almost forgot you've barely eaten today. Let's head back." He chuckled as a small grumble emitted from his stomach. "Truth be told, I could go for something to eat as well." He looked down at Iron smiling as they set off back to Izaak's home.

Back at home, Iron immediately darted towards his food bowl plopping down eager to fill his stomach. Ripping open the brand new bag of Pokemon food, Izaak poured a large portion into the hungry Pokemon's bowl. He began to chow down immediately. "Geez, slow down, buddy! You're gonna make yourself sick!" He said laughing as Iron ignored him. Now let's see what I can find for myself. Surveying the empty fridge, he let out a thick sigh. "Looks like it's leftover Ramen for me." Izaak mumbled to himself pulling out a covered bowl. Briefly warming up his food in his makeshift stove that was left by the previous owner. He sat down at the table and began to eat. "You know, Iron, it's still pretty early in the day. What do you say we go relax at the lake? I could use it right about now." He spoke, shoving another fork full of noodles into his mouth. The metal Pokemon had finished eating and was now carefully cuddled up in the large mass of blankets that made up his bed. He yawned and almost immediately fell asleep. Izaak swallowed. "Looks like it'll be just me for the rest of the day." He said taking note that the Pokemon hadn't even been home when he had woken up this morning. After thoroughly washing his dishes, Izaak threw his jacket back on and took off.

The small lake Izaak often wandered to, was just a small walk from his house in a concave of trees. However, in plain site off some of the main trails. It's no Lake Verity but it's therapeutic in it's own way. He was lying on the top part of the surrounding sloped section around the lake. There he gazed up into the clouds taking note of any clouds that looked like familiar Pokemon. Thoughts pertaining to what the young man named Avant had said about the war and soldiers filled his head. I shouldn't let this get to me so much. What IF it did have something to do with my father's death? My curiosity is going to kill me some day. "Yeah, right." Izaak mumbled to himself. Suddenly he heard a recognizable voice behind him. "And who exactly are you talking to?"

Izaak jolted up looking behind him. Standing behind him was the Town Hall desk girl, Katherine. She let out a small laugh and grinned at him. W-w-w-what is SHE doing here?!? He let out an awkward laugh quickly looking away. "O-o-oh... just talking to myself. Habit." He replied quickly. The girl walked up and took a seat next to him. He noticed she must have changed clothes as she was no longer wearing the cleaner buttoned dress she was before. She now wore a small coat over what looked to be a small strapped shirt and brown shorts that fell just above her knees. Her hair was also now pulled back into a pony tail. "You know, I see you quite often but we really have never spoken. You send enough letters anyways." She looked at Izaak and smiled. "I'm.." She began. "K-Katherine, right?" Izaak interrupted letting out an awkward grin back towards her. "I overheard your boss calling to you one day. Sorry if that came off as creepy." He laughed in attempt to make himself feel less awkward. "Well... Correct." She chuckled with him. "That doesn't tell me your name though." "I'm I-Izaak." He collected his breath trying to collect his speech. Come on, man. Keep it together. You already sound like a creep! "Nice to meet you!" He pushed out, holding his composure. "Nice to meet you, Izaak." She looked at him and let out a large smile. "So what are you doing out here by yourself?"

"What am I doing out here? I should be asking you that." Izaak had finally collected himself to hold a conversation with the girl he had secretly admired the past few months. "I'm just out on a walk. It's nice to get out of the house every once in awhile when you're stuck with your know-it-all mother every day." She replied. "I guess you could say the same for me. I come here every so often to relax. It's nice to take a load off." He said back. "Granted, I'm sans one today." She looked at him as he stared forward towards the lake. "Mmm?" She sat puzzled for a second. "Oh. That's right, you have that small metal Pokemon with you a lot, don't you?" Izaak smiled. "Sure do. I'm not sure what I'd do without that little guy to be honest." He finished. The two of them were quiet for a few minutes. "You're awfully lucky, you know." Katherine started to speak again. "I could only dream of becoming friends with a Pokemon." "Maybe next time we bump into each other I'll have Iron with me. I'm sure he'd love to meet you." He said back trying not to blush before noticing Katherine begin to turn red. "I'd love that." She said.
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"... But I am not in heart to describe beauty, for when I had seen the view I explored further; doors, doors, doors everywhere, and all locked and bolted. In no place save from the windows in the castle walls is there an available exit. The castle is a veritable prison, and I am a prisoner..." Nieves read aloud, laying down on a small bed stuffed into a tiny spare room at the back of the building. Huojin was curled up beside her, his head resting on her stomach, and brown eyes staring at her, as if he was hanging off every word. She raised an eyebrow, studying him for a moment. She had the oddest feeling that he couldn't understand a word of what she said, but apparently seemed to enjoy listening anyway. The Puppy Pokémon barked at her upon realising that she'd stopped, and the blonde haired girl rolled her eyes before continuing.

The rest of the day had been rather uneventful for Nieves, as she'd simply gone back to the café to work for the rest of the day, telling Justin that Huojin had run off from her while in the market (which was somewhat true). It was late enough at night now she could really relax, without feeling any obligations to go speak to or pay any attention to anyone except Huojin. Through an open window, a gust of wind blew in, bringing with it the distinctive smell of smoke. Frowning, Nieves put the book aside, and ignored Huojin's protests as she went to the window, sticking her head out of it.

She inhaled sharply, certain that there was a large amount of smoke in the air. In cold places, such a thing wouldn't be uncommon, but she did not consider the temperature to be that low tonight. An alleyway ran next to the building, and by turning her head to the right, Nieves could see the main street. There appeared to be some kind of fight going on, between a group wearing blue, and a pair of Bronze Guards, who were quite outnumbered. She pulled her head back in quickly, as she saw them turn to flee down the alleyway, only to be cut down by the group in blue.

The windows were slammed shut, and she quickly stuffed her essential belongings into her bag, before running out into the house to find the rest of the people who lived within it, and warn them of what seemed to be happening. Upon reaching the kitchen, she stopped, as Justin was already awake, sitting on a stool pulling on his boots. A Houndoor stood by his side, and growled at her as she entered the room. Justin's head snapped up, and he visibly relaxed upon seeing her. Finished with the boot, he stood up and smiled at her. Nieves felt her blood run cold - he was wearing the same uniform as the group outside in the blue. Now that she was a lot closer to the uniform, she could see the details of it far better, such as an insignia on the back, which Justin was also wearing on a necklace. Beside him on the floor was what appeared to be armour, which obviously went over the top of this uniform, and a large sword.

"Ah, Nieves!" He greeted her, seeming to be in very good spirits. "I was going to go wake you up, but you did that for me."

"What's going on?" She demanded, eyes hard.

He gave a barking laugh, and his green eyes seemed to be glowing with some kind of burning flame from within. "Why, the rebellion has begun! That's what's going on!"

She froze. A rebellion? Suddenly, everything made a lot of sense. The large number of soldiers that she'd seen around town today had been there because either they were anticipating this, or had had a tip off about it going to happen. The smell of smoke was because something was on fire, and the people in the blue... they had to be the rebels, and it was clear that Justin was one of them. Her stomach clenched, and beside her, Huojin growled, low and deep.

"King Tasmus doesn't deserve his station!" Justin was ranting, laughing as he did. "He doesn't have a clue what's going on, or what really needs to be done - he'll drag us all down to hell with him! And so, we, The Shadow, will rise up to protect our livelihoods from the Mad King!" Nieves thought that name was incredibly ironic, coming from a man who sounded slightly insane. But, just as quickly as the laughter had started, it stopped, and he looked almost like normal. "Well, are you ready?" He asked.

Nieves blinked, confused. "Errr, for what?"

"Well, to join The Shadow of course! You obviously will, I mean, isn't that always how the story goes? The unlikely lovers join forces, and take down the enemy together!" At this point in time, Nieves was quickly re-evaluating Justin's intellect as a lot lower than she'd originally thought. "Because, people arguing and insulting each other, but being capable of being super nice to each other as well, generally means they like each other, right?"

"Look, Justin." Nieves sighed, fighting the mental desire to facepalm. "I don't know whether you've been taking your dating advice off a 12 year old or something, but I honestly do not care about you in the slightest. The whole "nice" thing is just a façade for me. I don't care about you, or the boss, or the randoms down the street. So get that whole stupid idea out of your head, now."

Justin's smile quickly vanished, and his eyes disappeared behind his brown fringe for a moment, seeming slightly shaken. However, he recovered quite quickly and gave her a wry smile. "Why, Nieves, I didn't think you were quite that selfish."

Her anger flared within her - he was calling her selfish? "Selfish I may be, but at least I'm not self centred enough to endanger an entire town because I don't like how the country is being run."

He snarled at that, and clenched his fists. "I see how it is. You oppose The Shadow. All opposition must be eliminated. Houndoor, bite."

The dark type snarled and sprang forwards, only to yelp as Huojin clamped his jaws around its leg, before spitting embers at the Growlithe. As he was also a fire type, this didn't make him let go, however, having the Houndoor's foot slam into his face did. The two snarled at each other, and Huojin opened his mouth, roaring at his opponent so it was sent away from the two humans, and then bounded after it.

Justin watched them go, then shrugged. "I guess if you want something done, you have to do it yourself." He strode forwards towards Nieves, who backed up until she bumped into the counter behind her. Glancing at it, she noticed that the knives often used for carving up meat were sitting within her reach. Moving quickly, the grabbed one, and pointed it directly at her co-worker.

"Don't come near me." She demanded, hands trembling slightly around the handle.

He laughed, ignoring her request. "What are you going to do with that? You're not even holding it correctly - you'll just hurt yourself."

A punch came flying, aimed at her face, and Nieves ducked underneath it, using her legs to push her forwards. The knife sank into his flesh, just under his shoulder, and he howled, throwing another punch. This one caught her in the side of her head, and the force threw her backwards, causing her to lose her grip on the knife, which was ripped out and fell with a clatter onto the floor somewhere to the left. Justin started to curse her, but she didn't give him time to finish, leaping forwards and slamming a kick between his legs. As he sunk to the floor, Nieves swung her leg up again, and stomped on his face, then followed that up with a few more kicks to ensure that he wasn't going to get up anytime soon.

Justin was still on the floor, but she could see his chest rising and falling - he was alive to some degree. Over in the corner, the Houndoor was cowering as Huojin advanced, flames dancing around his mouth. She called out to him, and he paused, then roared again, and his opponent fled. Moving quickly, she grabbed the now bloodstained knife, and another one, and tucked them both safely into her belt. The cupboard was raided as well, and she stuffed her bag with as much as she could. Then, without a backwards glance, she and Huojin bolted out the back door, into the night.
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Old January 24th, 2014 (10:42 AM).
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The two had seemingly talked for hours before the sun had begun to set. "It's getting late, I really ought to get home. Mother worries if I'm out late." Katherine spoke up. "I understand, I'm sure Iron is wondering where I'm at." Izaak replied chuckling. Katherine stood up. "I really enjoyed talking with you today, Izaak. See you soon." She spoke starting to walk away, turning around to face him with a large smile on her face. "See you soon, Katherine." He replied, blushing instantly. Wow, I don't even know what to say.

Izaak stood up and began his walk home. It had turned dark quickly as he approached his little shack. As it came within vision he couldn't help but notice the door had been kicked in. What the hell?!? Sprinting forward, he ran inside to find the inside trashed. One of the soldiers wearing bronze armor was wrestling Iron in attempts to tie him down. "Don't touch him!" Izaak shouted. The guard turned around giving him a evil smirk. "We have suspicion of you being apart of The Shadow Rebellion. I am fully authorized by the King himself to search your house." He started to say in a deep tone. "If you show any resistance whatsoever, I could kill you and not hear a word about it" The guard started to laugh. "So shut up if you know what's good for you." He finished going back to dealing with the short tempered metal Pokemon. Izaak stood in silence unsure of what to do. The Shadow Rebellion? Me? Apart of it? I've never even heard of that name before. Dammit! "I don't care who you are. You don't touch my friend like that." Izaak shouted staring down at the ground in disgust. "If anyone's involved it would be me, not him!"

"Unfortunately for you, any resistance is supposed to be dealt with by force." The guard had started to speak again. "That includes Pokemon." He unsheathed his blade from his belt. Izaak had no choice. He charged the guard whom had his back turned towards the Pokemon with his arm raised high. Tackling him into the wall, the guard threw Izaak back onto the ground in response. "You little bastard." He spoke as he approached Izaak on the floor. He lifted his arm and swung his sword. Izaak rolled as the blade came down, narrowly being able to evade the attack he clenched his fist slamming it into the side of the soldiers head. Sending him plummeting to the floor. Taking the opportunity, he continued, kicking the guard in the ribs and then giving him a swift kick in the temple rendering him unconscious. "****." he said feeling down his arm. The blade had managed to cut through his jacket and make a decent sized wound on his right arm. He looked at Iron "You okay buddy?" "Aron!" The Pokemon roared in reply. "We gotta get out of here, who knows what's going on." He ran to the bathroom, grabbing a cloth and tying it around his wound. Wincing as he poured alcohol over it. Afterwards grabbing a brown sack filling it with supplies and food. "Let's go, Iron." He spoke starting to walk out of the shack before pausing. "One second." He said walking over to the soldier, still knocked out on the floor. He picked up the blade he was using and pulled the sheath off the guards belt. It was a small cruddy katana, however, still sharp enough to do some serious damage if needed. "This could come in handy. Especially if I'm branded as a traitor now." Izaak tied the blade around his side, making sure it was covered by his jacket. He walked out of the shack with his Pokemon looking towards town.

Izaak made his way towards town as the sound of fighting and shouting filled his ears. He began to notice smoke lining from the top of the buildings. He started to run. As he made his way to the main part of town, he was immediately engulfed in the mass amounts of people in panic. He squeezed his way through wary of his surroundings. Before long he noticed a group of men wearing a patch with small, black, dog-like Pokemon at their side hurling fireballs into the shops and at the bronze soldiers. Houndour? Who are these people?Izaak kept running, making his way through alley ways to avoid the combat. They must be The Shadow rebellion that soldier was talking about! Skimming through the alleyways, he eventually emerged back into the market-place he had run into Avant and Nieves in earlier. I need to get somewhere safe, or find someone familiar... anything...
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Old January 24th, 2014 (10:06 PM).
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Hiding in a nook located in the alley, Avant used the darkness to his advantage to hide from Bronze Soldiers that ran past. Coast is clear... He gestured at Root to follow, and they quickly started to jog through the alley, until it reached a point of intersection. There, he saw a Bronze Soldier standing over the body of a citizen. Avant could see that fallen man was still alive, as he was rolling around in pain. The soldier gave a swift kick to the side, and he stopped moving, presumingly unconscious. "You're just a kid." The Soldier turned his head when he noticed Avant approaching and turned his body towards him. Avant clenched his teeth, and looked at Root, who stepped in front of Avant. The soldier started to walk towards the two, drawing out his sheathed sword.

"W-Wait! I'm not part of this!" Avant tried to reason with the soldier, who didn't seem to stop walking towards them.

"There's more to it than that. Besides, this town was where the formation of The Shadow started. Whether you're telling the truth, I'll never. As for as we know, everyone is a culprit." The man walked closer, as Avant and Root stepped back.

"But that doesn't mean you can just kill everyone!" Avant yelled. The man continued his walk towards the two, raising his sword.

"We only kill if we need to. The rebellion justifies that! It's treason!" He soldier swung his sword vertically at Avant, who narrowly dodged it by stepping to the side. Slipping up, he accidentally stumbled and landed on his bottom.

"Root, do something!" Avant closed his eyes as he yelled at Root for help, who responded with a full-body tackle to the soldier. Falling backwards, the soldier was caught off guard, giving Avant a chance to get up. The soldier quickly stood up and ran at Avant with a swing of his sword, this time with the tip grazing his forearm, creating a small cut. Although it wasn't painful, the exposed cut stung a little, but was a bearable. Avant locked his eyes with the soldier, and just as he was about to swing once more, Root gave another tackle to distract the soldier, leaving him open to an attack. Avant threw up his fists and landed a direct hit to the soldier's face, knocking the sword out of his grip, and him on the ground. He grabbed his face out of pain, and Avant took advantage of the situation by grabbing the disarmed sword for himself. "Root, let's go, quick!" They started to run again, this time reaching the marketplace. He saw several people running away in the opposite direction, which Avant assumed was the centre of chaos. Half the people have already fled town, and I'm still here...He looked around to see if he could find his sisters or mother, but came across an unlikely 'friend'. From the alley on the other side of the street, he saw the young man he had met earlier. Izaak, as his memory recalled. "Hey! Izaak! We need to get out of town, quick!" Avant shouted. At this point, he didn't really care that he barely knew Izaak, but he was just relieved that he was able to run into someone he recognized. He ran towards the young man, with his newly retrieved sword still in his hand. "Everyone's already leaving, if we don't hurry we'll be left behind!" Avant spoke in a sort of panicked voice, but was able to keep his body calm, as he stood in front Izaak. He's not wearing that uniform...I don't think he's one of them.
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Old January 25th, 2014 (03:51 AM). Edited January 25th, 2014 by TheZenTraveler.
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(OOC): * denotes thoughts expressed, this is part one of my 2 part post... Clara's post is next.
2-1 Unexpected Trouble
Location: Twinleaf town, Town square
Time: Night
Grant Hawkins

Gear:
Spoiler:

Money - 2400 Gold
Leather satchel
4x notebooks
Pocketwatch
Goggles
Rations
Wrench - weapon


People met:
Spoiler:
Clara Warde


Friends:
Spoiler:



“Mis mis mis!” Sam frantically called out to him.

Grant had passed out due to exhaustion a few a hours before, in a small secluded grove near the town square. He had slept through the havoc and turmoil going on around him. The town hall stood only 100 meters away consumed in flames as the streets in other parts of town were being flooded with chaos and despair. Sam had noticed a young woman who was being attacked by soldiers in the distance and urged Grant to awaken from his slumber.

She quickly looked about for an object she could drop in order to awake grant, noticing his satchel Sam quickly rummaged through. Near the bottom of the satchel lay a rather large monkey wrench from his workplace. Sam quickly removed the wrench and dropped it on Grants face.

Grant awoke almost immediately shouting, “Oh god! Ow! Why did you do that?” He stopped for a moment, smelling an odd smell of smoke in the air, he looked around.

Then the situation hit him like a bag of bricks, Grant stared face to face with senseless destruction; the town hall lay in ruins just in front of him, fires rose above rooftops nearby. The screams and cries of people far off could be heard but, most of all, the stench of death lingered in the air.

“Mis misdreavus!” Sam screeched, Snapping Grant back to the situation at hand.

“W… what is the matter?” He stammered, unable to full comprehend the situation.

“Mis mis!” Sam echoed, motioning towards a small bush and the scene unfolding a small distance away.

Grant rolled over, grabbing the wrench on the ground; who knows maybe he could throw it at someone if he needed to? He crawled over to the bush and laid eyes upon a disturbing sight. Two soldiers were dragging a young woman from town, she seemed to have a pack filled with enough supplies to leave town. The men, continued to drag her, and one of them shouted to the other,

“Hey I think we should take this rebel somewhere a little more secluded and Interrogate her, what do you think?”

The other agreed, and they began to take the woman away as she screamed for help. Grant’s body acted before his mind could think of a plan. He emerged from the Bushes, running towards the men as he shouted, “Hey Leave that poor woman alone!”

One of the men looked up, and stopped moving. He drew a short sword and turned towards his partner shouting, “It looks like I’ll have to put an end to this Rebel Sympathizer first! Hold her still, this shouldn’t take long!”

Grant closed in, until he was maybe 3 meters from the soldier. * Now what*, he thought, looking down at wrench. Suddenly he had an idea. If he could stun and disarm the soldiers, It may be enough to discourage the two men from staying. It was reckless and naive, but it would have to work.

“Sam use Psybeam!” Grant hollered, preparing to pitch his wrench at the man.

Sam obliged, hitting the man hard in the chest with a psychic blast. The blast knocked the man off of his feet, dropping his weapon in the process. Grant hurled his wrench at the second soldier, luckily connecting with the man’s face. He dropped to the ground, releasing the woman. She took the opportunity to flee, leaving Grant to deal with the two men.

Grant, now disarmed, ran towards the sword that lay on the ground. In one swift motion he picked the weapon up and held it out in front of him. The soldier who had dropped the sword lay motionless on the ground; Sam had knocked him unconscious with one blow. The second soldier however, had recovered, and looked pissed.

“Bastard! You made us lose our toy, you brat! I’m going to kill you for that!” He began to charge Grant head on, lifting his blade above his head.

Grant 's mind stood still, as the event unfolded in slow motion in front of him. His mind quietly watched as his body took control for itself. He commanded Sam to use astonish, which hit the man in the face, while he advanced, thrusting his blade forward into the soldier connecting fatally just underneath his armor. They stood there as a few minutes passed, the now lifeless body of the soldier slumped onto Grant's shoulder.

*W…w… what?... W… What have I done?* He thought, as a few more moments passed.

Grant regained control over his movement, letting go of the blade, and pushing the body off of him; he began to inch backwards, tripping over the wrench on the ground. Still moving backwards he crawled about a meter. Sam hovered near, staring at her friend intently. Grant stared at the body, trying desperately to justify the situation.

*H… he came at me… intending to kill me… Yeah… I w… was only defending myself…*

A few minutes passed by, Grant Looked around once more, the town square was completely devoid of life. Only the smoldering town hall and commotion from other parts of town could be heard. There was smoke and debris, but nothing to tip him off as to what happened.

“What the Hell is going on!” He screamed, at the top of his lungs, Sam moved back a few centimeters surprised by the cry.

“A rebellion, that’s what’s going on.” The voice emanated from just behind Grant.

Grant snapped his head towards the voice, looking at the young woman whom he had saved from the soldiers’ grip mere moments ago.

“A rebellion? But why?” he inquired, hoping she would have some answers.

“I don’t truly know, but some people in blue uniforms have taken to the streets destroying everything they can get near. While, the soldiers have gone completely insane with bloodlust as you have witnessed. The town isn’t safe anymore. Anyone who can, is escaping to the forest around the town… you should do the same.” The young woman informed.

“Thanks for the info, I’ll get out as soon as I get what I need from my house…” Grant stated, and he stood back up.

“Here take these… as a reward for helping me…” the young woman handed him a few rations, and then she turned and began heading away. “Try to get out of town as soon as you can!” she yelled as she took off in a direction leading out of the square.

Grant, watched the woman until she disappeared from sight, he jammed the rations into his satchel and walked over to his wrench. He picked it up; figuring that he could be stopped is someone saw him with a sword. He began to run through the streets, allowing Sam to check around corners as they went.


------------------------------ Outskirts of town

The rest of his escape from town had been luckily uneventful, while grant had been sneaking out; he witnessed large groups of people and soldiers fighting in different areas through the town. He saw Countless war-crimes be committed, by both sides of the fight. That was all behind him now, He was near his house, and once he got some clothes and food together he could leave.

As grant turned the corner to his house a sight of horror greeted him. His house looked like it have been in a fight with a Tauros and lost badly. The front door was no longer connected to the house and lay a few feet from its sill. The windows had been broken and furniture had been thrown out.

Grant fell to his knees…

*Why?.... Why did this have to happen? All of the work I’ve done to pay for this house… all of the memories… Dad… Mom… Why?* A single tear rolled down his cheek as his mind was racing.

“Why!” He bellowed, unable to control himself.

“I don’t know why…” A familiar voice rang out from behind, “But we should really get whatever you need and get moving”

Just then a staff fell onto the ground next to him, “I don’t normally do overnight deliveries, But tonight is an exception.”

Grant looked over his shoulder, staring directly into the eyes of Clara…
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My RP characters
Izzy "Doc" Sato in Johto Mysteries - IC/OOC
Grant Hawkins/Clara Warde in Pokemon The Relevations- IC/OOC
AJ in The Hoenn Diaries- IC/OOC
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