Ancient Dynasty; A Viper's Promise

[Light_Azumarill]

OOC: Aww, Valen has a fwiend! :3 How cute.

Alter, that was a man?! *edits post* There we go.

Ah... I wonder how Mika's doing. Oh Charon, so you were one of those kinds girls I hated so much! ^.^ I forgive you; luckily I don't hold grudges like some of my RP characters do. ^^;; I do realize that people change, and they certainly change a lot in the years between 5 and 18. In fact, one of those girls that teased me so much in Junior High ended up becoming a good friend of mine. She was horrid when I first knew her, but she actually apologized (in so many words) for how she had acted towards me back then. As for the uniforms in England, there are many big city schools over here that do the same thing. However, mine being in a rather small town, we just have a slight dress code (no hats, nothing too revealing, no high-heel shoes, etc.).

Heh, don't worry Kogenta. If you didn't have experiences like us, I would consider yourself lucky. ^^

Anywho... posting time!


Reina
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A girl in a peach-colored summer dress with large and colorful flowers printed on it bumped into Reina on accident, knocking the redhead off balance. She quickly regained it, though not without feeling stupid and shooting a quick glare at the girl that had done it. The girl hadn't even apologized; how rude!

"Ugh... stupid girl... I hope we don't have to walk too far, I seem to have little luck in crowds," Reina grunted. She tried to shake off her temporary anger at the girl though, figuring she should be focusing on what was ahead. Those robed men... she had to remember what she could about them in case they asked her questions. She tugged at the support bandages around her right hand's fingers; they were starting to bother her and her fingers were getting quite itchy.

She turned to Valen, "So... do you think those cult guys will try something in their little monkish robes today? It seems a little soon for them to strike again, but who knows what those guys are thinking?" She was a bit curious about it, and she certainly didn't think they were gone. She hadn't even gotten to punch the leader.

 

[sundile]

pokemon are so cool. I wonder why people hate pokemon they also have such a interesting history.

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Sundile...out. Now. This is a roleplay, not Daily Chit-chat, and posting like that is both spammy and irrelevant. You are not a member of this RP and your post has nothing to do with it whatsoever, so don't do that again, and preferably delete your post as well, it's very unsightly and doesn't belong in this thread. <.< Really, check the topic before you write and also read the rules...both for the forum and each individual section. If you continue like that you're not exactly going to get popular around here.

EDITNESS: Gah, I would have posted earlier, but...I'm just so tired today...stupid late recovery phases <.< That and my back is sore from all that lying down...~_~

Incidentally Melissa, Charon...have you checked Showgan lately? I added an IC a while back but I suspect that there's some kind of glitch or the other which keeps displaying Charon's post as the last one. Oh, and news from Yibber...she fluked maths...and the practice test for chinese, and to top it all she's got her mid-year test thingies coming up in two weeks, until then...she's comp banned. Thought you might want to know that.

Anyways...

IC:

"I hope not." Valen replied, looking up from his thoughts at Reina's question while at the same time contemplating whether he should bring Seirin out to make some more room for them but deciding against it. He wasn't completely sure what had happened between the Arbok and his rather peculiar combination of saviours but he was pretty sure that the snake pokémon would be none-too pleased to meet Reina again, and the boy really didn't have the patience to argue this through with his pokémon right now, especially not in the middle of a crowded street,, "They'd be utterly foolish if they did. After yesterday's events the whole place is on top-security, it might not be clear to everyone, but it's there. Just take a look..." he nodded towards a rather rotound-looking man who was sitting at a café they were passing, his sizeable bulk incrementing on the poor defenseless chair he had sat upon while the sunglass-covered eyes situated above his nose and the huge, bushy moustache travelled back and forth across the crowd, a few beads of sweat traveling down the man's shining, bald head. Adding to the rather peculiar appearance of the man were his clothes; a pair of bright yellow shorts accompanied by a light blue shirt with a generic palm-trees-on-a-beach motif imprinted on the front in a slightly darker colour. Overall, the man looked like a tourist on a package holiday, making him look quite out of place amongst the otherwise posh and well-dressed clienté, quite over-the-top considering that it was only a café, but the boy supposed that that was standard in Overcity. Valen surpressed a grimace, the head grunt never did get the hang of 'blending in', "Everything and everyone here is being watched." he continued in a slighlty lower voice so as to keep the crowd members around him from overhearing, he took a brief pause, though, "I...just sounded like that Jacona person, didn't I?" he added after a while, shaking his head, "We're all being watched by evil conspirators attempting to overthrow the cheese market and all that nonsense...go figure...but to answer your question properly..." he added, "No, I don't think they'll be trying anything here. My guess would be that yesterday's attack was done partially for show but, more importantly, to diver attention from something else."

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Iris merely blinked at the oncoming burst of electricity, not moving as much as a pixel as it proceeded to fly straight past, merely scorching the virtual pokémon's left side slightly, a wound which it quickly restored by applying its own Recover technique in turn before proceeding to analyze the situation. {Insufficient attack velocity for pattern 17...} she concluded, letting out a mechanical beep before transforming again, this time returning to her original shape, {Initiating copycat mode.} With that, the virtual pokémon suddenly unleashed a peculiar series of waves in all directions, the energy pulsing through the battlefield and passing straight through circuit without seeming to inflict any damage before the flow suddenly turned, all of the waves returning to their origin and briefly encasing the Porygon 2 in a bright glow before they dissapeared from view.

{Ability modifications successfully copied...} Iris remarked out of programing, proceeding to pursue her opponent with newfound speed, {Proceeding to analyze next attack.}

 

[Baker's Bulbasaur]

''Uuuum, Thanks.'' Jeffery said unsurely before grabbing Avery by the wrist and gently pulling her aside, out of the danger of Miss. Kiseki.

''Uuum, well yeah, like I was saying.....we've both been invited to a ceremony for coming in the top eight for yesterdays tournament''
He smiled vaguely at her, trying to get across his confusion at this, indicating the screen next to him.

''Anyway, we should had off to it soon, something tells me we should not be late... so I'm gonna get changed, i'll meet you out here in 2 minutes, oh, and we should find Cona too, maybe ask a nurse?''
He turned about and began to walk towards the door through which was the room he had awoken in a sweat.
What was the deal? Why did the young, and usually very calm blonde now feel like everyone was out to get him, and nothing was what it should be...even the posters on the walls seemed suspicious, he stopped for a moment to glance at one.
Interested in training as a Pokemon Nurse? Contact us on 01262 730 726, or ask our recpectionist, and we will accomadate you with an application form, any further questions may be...
He tore his eyes away from it and positively ripped the door handle off of it's hinges in his rage....rage...rage...why was he in a rage?

JJ walks through the door, slamming it behind him, and automatically dropped his bag, and himself on the lower bunk bed, clutching his hands to his head.
Wasn't everything much easier yesterday? Wasn't I just here to partciipate in a stupid tournament and then head home to see my grandad...wasn't....wasn't.....wasn't there someone in this bunk?

He turned his head around, and confirmed that there was no one there, standing up, he stood back and looked at the higher one from which he had awoken, no one there either.

''What the?...''

He began to search the room, opening closets, looking under the double bunker bed...even pulling out the draws which would barely fit a cat let alone a person. There had defenitely been someone in that bunk, and now....
''oooh screw it''
Jeffery said in a tantrum. He opened his bag, threw his close onto the bed ina tantrum, and began to change.

 

[Light_Azumarill]

OOC: Ah, I shall be sure to post in Showgan then sometime this morning (or I suppose it's evening for you all in Europe ^^;). BTW Alter, your description of the "rotound" guy sitting on the poor defenseless chair was too funny.
^-^

Oh no! Poor Yibber!! I feel so sorry for her. Hopefully she can study her little heart out and come out with a better score. ;.; Man, the happiness sure is spreading around here... XD

Incidently... I wish Mika were here, I've been meaning to ask her some things about this RP we're both in. >.>

Anyway...


Reina
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"Really?" Reina said in a low voice, noticing the man Valen was referring to, "Boy... I'd better get more adept at seeing these things fast. I have this sneaking suspicion that it puts me at a horrible disadvantage and that I will certainly need it in the near future." She hoped that not all of the suspicious people were that beefy though, for she would have a hard time defending herself against them because of their large bulk.

She couldn't help but smile though at Valen's remark about Cona. "Heh, yeah, that girl is... interesting to say the least," Reina remarked, her voice a little more noticable now as she wasn't talking about covert operations, well, not in a serious manner at least.

"I'm glad that you think those guys won't try anything," she added, looking down at her right hand, "I need to give my hand a little time to heal anyway." She paused, thinking about what those men could have possibly been diverting attention from, but couldn't come up with anything, so she sighed with a shrug. She just wasn't good at this stuff... but... as they passed by a small and rather clean upscale diner, Reina could have sworn that she saw another similarly beefy man exit the building, oddly out of place compared to the others coming and going through the glass pained door.

 

[Mika]

-OoC-

Hokay

Well, we settled outside of court. Kid got dentention AND got told that if he insults, teases or, if he dares to do something worse, he gets an ISS (In school suspension) and if he does anything AFTER that (or does physical harm to me) he gets kicked out for a week. Anything further he's looking at explusion. X3 So I win. -gigglesnort- Ladiadida I win. <3 And thanks for the support you guys.

;_; you all make Mika feel amazing.

>> Question tho. Alter, do you hate Kyoko the character? o.o Because you seem to have a certian loathing for her. If you do, I don't really mind, I'm just curious. xDD




-IC-

Minna purred sweetly, dropping down to cling tightly but comfortably (For Henna anyways) to Henna's back, the little yellow head tightly nuzzled into the warm fur. Yes, she wasn't moving any time soon.

-x-

"What's your edge?"

She blinked, resisting the urge to sit back on her bum. She hadn't sprinted that fast for that long in about six months and had definatly winded her small frame. She hadn't even really been listening to the woman til she'd mentioned her rather blatent distaste of Kyoko's battling skills and once those three words, that had been preceeded with the phrase: "and please do not take this as an insult", drifted through the air and gently sifted through her ears, Kyoko's head snapped up.

Oh, she'd understood the underlying message there and there wasn't an inch of her body that wasn't thouroughly(sp) enraged by it, after all, she'd just been accused of cheating or somehow buying her way up through the ranks. While that accusation(sp) was something Rosairie would probably have to expect because of her father's clearly abundent wallet but the only person who might have any idea as to her own financial state was Chain

So on what basis was this woman accusing her of cheating?

Or even worse, bribing her way to the top?

But you are. You can't do a thing right child. You gain things only because of me, you couldn't do a thing on your own. You simply believe you can and therefore you act like a foolish little child, chashing dreams you can never acomplish for the sake of chasing them... Just the thought makes me sick Kyoko. Just the thought makes me sick.

But I'm not... I'm not I'm not... I'm not a failure, I'm not worthless, I can prove it... I can prove it.

Then prove it.

That's why I left... That's why I left. I couldn't listen to that anymore and now I'm getting it from people who don't even know me! This... this is nutts! It's just... it's just not fair! It's not right! And what was with the constant stares of disapproval she seemed to be getting from everyone at this tournament? They didn't know her, they didn't even try to know her. So what if she was young, small statured and looked about as terrifying as a Togepi throwing a tanturm over a lost round of Go Fish, that didn't mean she couldn't wield a pokemon as well as any other champion; there was nothing they could do that she couldn't. She was no cheating bribing failure

Anybody saying that was going to be sorry.

Tho her face had stayed down for most of the said thought in a very believable act of catching her breath, after a few more moments of remincise, her head snapped up and she stepped lightly towards the other, a fire flashing dangerously in her eyes. Gently grasping a firm hold on the woman's wrist, she forced direct eye contact by yanking the arm downward, showing a very unusual amount of strength as she did so before letting loose a very angered hiss-like spat into the woman's ear, "You're accusing me of cheating aren't you? Because I'm small and somewhat shy you think I couldn't have possibly made my way up through the ranks fairly. I'll have you know I'm just as good as any of them and if you don't believe me I'll fight you right here, right now and prove it to you." Releasing the woman, she stepped a little backwards, eyes still locked with the woman's. Nobody, absolutely nobody, could call her a cheater and get away with it without a bruise or welt somewhere on their little spotless baby faces that were still as clear as the day they had been born. She'd make sure of it...personally.





-OoC-

I think this is the longest IC I've written yet. o.o -twitch- I really need to stop listening to Metal when I'm writting Pokemon RP responses... THESE come out of them. @_@ -trots off for sleep-

Sleeeeeeep. @_@

 

[Charon]

{ooc| I'm such an idiot. I wasted two hours last night doing an oekaki... and know I have approximetly twelve hours left to write three essays @.o
I'm sorry, but the roleplay is gonna have to wait.
Mika, your post made me laugh... xD
I'm glad everything was sorted out IRL, though.

Edit: Two essays out of three finished. Phew. Though one was actually a research-and-report, not an essay. *dies* I really...need to be more organised.}

Rosairie stared after Kyoko, a concerned look on her face. "She forgot her Minun..." she muttered, gesturing to the little mouse perched on Henna's head. For a moment, Rosairie stared absently into the crowd. Finally, she turned back to her the magmar. The muscular beast smiled.
{Want me to go after her?} the pokemon offered. Rosairie nodded, glad of Henna's knowing ways. The Magmar picked the Minun off her head and tucked her under one arm, and headed off through the crowds.

Rosairie fumbled around in her bag, pulling out Silence's pokeball. She released the Jolteon, who shivered and darted behind his trainer's legs. Rosairie bent down and petted him absently; it seemed to work, because he stopped trembling. Finally, the girl turned to Chain.
"I think we should head off to the ceramony. Henna'll find Kyoko soon, and then she can bring her along."

Meanwhile, Henna was streaking through the crowds. She moved strangely fast for one so bulky.
She ran past Valen and Reina, and glanced back at the pair, but she returned to scanning the crowd immediately. She came to a stop a few feet away from Rosairie's arch-enemies, standing on her tip-toes to see over the bobbing heads. She glanced to Minna.
{Can you take a look for me, sweetie?} she asked, and dropped the minun on her head.

 

[Mika]

-OoC-

Quick OoC because I need to and I'm an idiot for not doing so last night

I changed my name to Mikachu. x3 Because I /can/ and because I got the name from Miiburd and it stuck. xD So... I art MIKACHU. X3 Mi-mi-mika-chu Mikachu MIKAchu. X3 With my dark bolts of doom and pwnage.

Nyahahahahaha. Waitin for Alter to post tho for Kyoko but I can post Minna.



-IC-

Minna hissed lightly when she was roused from her peacefully warm sleep but groggily nodded, rising up lazily, taking her own sweet time. Like ice melting in temperatures where it was barely possible, Minna took much longer than was probably nessacary, yawning more times than a Snorlax when it was sleepy. Ears were drooped sweetly on each side of her head as like the Titanic, she fully rose to a horizontal position.

Scanning the crowd with sleepy eyes, she shrugged lightly til a spark of Kyoko's increasing anger drifted towards the Pokemon. Dropping back to Henna's shoulder, she pointed in the general direction of Kyoko's location, /Over there. Mama... she's not happeh... Sissy's not happy. She's sending very angry waves out.../ Whimpering lightly, she nuzzled further into Henna's grip, ears drooping timidly.

No, she dinna like this.

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: *Blinks* Certain loathing? I wasn't aware of that...o.o Nope, I myself don't loathe Kyoko (Except that I don't approve of what she did back at the hospital, because that was just plain mean. xP), Valen does, though, so I might be channeling him now and again. Although if you're picking that up from the way Astra is acting...well, then you're way off, because Kyoko just completely misinterpreted the question. xD

And like, woah, you almost gave me a fit with that name change, Mika. For a moment I actually thought that it was another clueless idiot butting in on our RP, but then I came to think of how suspiciously alike the name was to your original one and figured it out. ^^

IC:

"Interesting?" Valen echoed at Reina's remark, "I was thinking something more along the lines of 'loony', but...your word sounds better, actually." he took a brief pause, "Hmm...I wonder if she's still convinced that I'm out to conquer the world with dental floss."

As the girl mentioned her hand, Valen realized that it was the first time he had even come to think of the wound and couldn't help casting a brief glance at the hand, as well as the splint accompanying it. He quickly turned his attention away from it, though, realizing that it was probably something Reina didn't want to dwell on. Besides, he couldn't think of any comment on it that wouldn't sound overly fussy or patronizing so he figured that it would be best to stay quiet and focus on guiding the way through the crowds for now.

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As Kyoko seized her wrist, there was a brief flash of indignation on Astra's face and if the already raised free hand and quick, albeit not quite visible, gathering of psychic energy around her was anything to go by she had probably been on the verge of getting her retribution against the girl, but for one reason or the other, this mood seem to pass just as quickly as it had come, the sweet, almost innocent, smile once again sitting on her face like nothing had happened.

"Oh no, no, no..." she said softly, shaking her head and giggling slightly once more, "It was not my intention to fling accusations at you, dear girl, although the fact that you were so quick to think of them as such does say a thing or two about you..." the woman took a pause, "...ahh, but no matter, even though you misunderstood my question I think that I got my answer all the same. As for your...challenge..." her eyes twinkled playfully, "I'll keep that in mind, but this is neither the time nor the place for it, I would know." she let out another one of her characteristic giggles, "But battle or no, sweet one, I did know that you had power of a sort, I have a sense for such things. My intent was merely to discern precisely what kind of power that was, and as I said...you already revealed that quite nicely, yourself. Need I say it out loud or have you already realized it yourself?"

 

[Charon]

Henna chuckled, and cuddled the little mouse closer. "Shush shush, sweetie," she muttered, in her warm, comforting voice, "you're doing an excellent job. Now keep quiet for Henna, ay?" She began to creep through the crowds, keeping her head down. A lot of people paused to stare briefly at the volcanic pokemon, first at her dangerously wavering tail, threatening to sweep as passersby of their feet, and then at the cute, chubby little pokemon she balenced on one hand. Magmars were well known for their sullen disposition and terrible tempers; Henna, on the other hand, was almost despicably nice.

She stopped a few feet away, and ducked behind a paticularily large group of trainers, all swapping Yu-Gi-Oh cards. She could just about see Kyoko from here; a woman was talking to her, and from her expression, Henna guessed Minna was right. Kyoko looked angry. Still the woman - was she a psycic? she certainly smelt like one - was talking to her patiently enough. Henna resisted the urge to charge in their and carry Kyoko away. After all, children need to learn how to stand on their own two feet eventually.

 

[Mika]

-OoC-

Except that I don't approve of what she did back at the hospital, because that was just plain mean. xP

xP Well Valen was a total meanie to Rosairie and Kyoko's extremely overprotective of her friends. She also loathes being left out of things because she's percieved to be a stupid kid. That combined with the insult was enough to push her over the "omg-I'm-so-fakily-happy" edge. x3 The psychic... well... I hate Psychics. o_O; That's gunna rub off ya know? I'm really trying not to but the scummy villiany...-rattles on for a while- Let's just say I hate them. ^^;

Sowwy! T__T




-IC-

Minna half mewled half squeaked at the tight snugglin but quickly settled down as she remained very much curled up against the warm fluffy, "Kay...." Drowsy, the little cute ball of fluff all but conked out fully save the fact she did want to make sure her trainer was alright but Henna was just so flippin warm...

Finallly the still baby-like pokemon gave into the sleepy temptations and leaned against Henna for some well-earned rest.

-x-​

"My intent was merely to discern-"

Kyoko blinked, dropping back a little more, head tilted slightly. She ran a hand through her hair slightly, rubbing her forehead in the process. What on earth was this woman rambling on about now? Couldn't she use real words? Maybe instead of intent to whatever, she could've said something like 'I was trying to figure out' or something normal and friendly like that. She was now getting that horrid feeling of being talked down to, something that made her feel that tight sensation in her chest that she'd often felt back home.

"precisely what kind of power that was-"

My... power? She blinked, eyes widening lightly as that tight feeling in her chest slowly began to increase in magnitude. What's she talking about? I'm not a psychic... I mean... I sense waves and stuff... but I'm not a psychic... GAH why am I thinking period, she can probably freakin read my thoughts. Nya.... I just need to get OUT of this situation before I blow my gasket more than ah already have...

"you already revealed that quite nicely, yourself."

Even tho the woman was still talking, Kyoko couldn't help interjecting a retort, "Stop laughing at me and quit talking down to me like I'm a stupid kid. I know exactly what you're talking about, I'm not a freaking idiot. Now please do as I asked you quite some time ago and take me to the ceremony, I need to regroup with the others."

She pushes me any further I don't know how I'll react... I need to get out of here

 

[Light_Azumarill]

OOC: Oh good. I was hoping that there would be some punishment involved in your teasing Mika. ^-^

And I was the same as Alter, I thought "Mikachu" was another sundile. >_> Really... what possesses people to randomly post in things like that? XD Anyway... I think it's a cute name change! :3


Reina
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As more people bustled around her, Reina thought she had caught a glimpse of a Magmar. Magmar were not common pokemon, and so Reina's brain immediately thought of... Rosairie. She didn't mention seeing the pokemon though, as she was not about to let a possibility ruin her mood.

She was at a small loss to know what exactly to talk about with Valen. There was only so much you could say as small talk to someone you didn't know too well. Granted, the girl knew more about him than say Kyoko, but it was hard to talk about fun things when you had no idea what a person did for fun. Her hazel eyes blinked. There was her topic!

She turned to Valen, "This big city certainly isn't like back home. I don't know if I told you yet, but I'm from a small place called Shuckle Shoretown. Well... the people who live there call it Shuckle Shoretown; maps and everyone else call it Shoretown. There are a lot of Shuckle that live in our area, so that's why we all call it that." She paused for a moment, mentally comparing Twilight City to Shoretown. The two were almost incomparable.

"I think I like medium cities the best. Twilight's too big, there's way too many people--," she said scathingly as a well-off woman that was laughing at a man's joke bumped into her side quite rudely, "--here. In Shoretown though, there's too few people. Everyone knows everyone, and they can easily find out all of your secrets. Not to mention, there's not much to do; the only place kids really go is to the beach."

Now she had gotten to her actual topic. She paused in speaking for a moment as a man was shouting out to a boy that he had better not forget the cranberry sauce. Reina resumed after his shouting. "The kids here probably have lots of things to do. Say, what do you like to do for fun Valen? You must have some free time between all of these 'missions' you do."

She meant the last part to sound as it had. She had avoided asking about what it was that Valen did in his job exactly, what business of hers was it anyway, but it was clear that he was a worker that did missions or errands for those he worked for. She had at least gathered that much from his having to give 'reports'. She was looking cheery, so she hoped that he didn't think she wanted to pry about his job, she just wanted to talk about things that they liked.

 

[Kogenta]

[OOC: I apologize for my prolonged absence. I have been ill . . . Still am, actually, but, ah well. ::shrug::]

Chain nodded slightly. "Alright, then." Without another word, the trainer began to weave his way through the constantly-shifting crowd, his movements adept and confident, yet somehow indictating him to be unusually desirous of avoiding physical contact. His green-gold eyes constantly roving and studying his surroundings, Chain's gaze briefly halted as he noticed two familiar figures some distance away. Though the steady roar of the crowd and distance of the two trainers prevented him from hearing anything they might say, Valen and Reina were still easily distinguished. Deciding that he would prefer to avoid any unneccesary conflict, Chain removed a Pokeball from his belt as he motioned Rosairie toward a direction opposite the others.

"Once we get to an open spot, I'll let Abra out," he explained, careful to avoid glancing back.

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Opponent speed has increased// Response: Execute Attack Pattern XIV.

Moving at a rate that precisely matched Iris' speed, Circuit turned to face the Porygon 2 as it used Lock-On. Then, still moving in a manner that indicated its purpose to be merely evasion, Circuit was surrounded by a pale aura of colour-changing light.

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Like, I know what you mean about insulting Rosairie, but I don't recall Valen ever saying something like that to Kyoko. o.o In fact, I don't recall him saying as much as a word to her, but rather just plain talking over her except for the hospital incident. Unless I'm forgetting something...my little boy throws so many insults about that it's kind of hard to keep track. xD

About clueless people...I honestly have no idea. The sheer stupidity of their actions never fails to amaze me. I just hope we don't get any more of those. <.<

And get better soon, Kogenta. ^^ Being sick sucks, I know...I'm still trying to get over a case of influenza I've been having and all that lovely smoke drifting in from Russia isn't helping. Seriously, did you know? Some geniuses over there decided that it would be a handy way to clear out a bunch of old fields and dispose of some garbage by torching it all, so now they've got forest fires all over the place, smoke's so bad that they had to kick off an emergency air cleaning initiative even as far as in Helsinki. Really, only in Russia...only in Russia...<.< On a more positive note, the smoke's starting to clear, although the fire fighting is going slower than expected since their fire trucks are breaking down, several hoses are leaky and all that loveliness. And they don't even see anything wrong with that. <.<

Ahem, Russia rant aside...Mika, no smilies in IC posts, please. That's a very spammy thing to do.

IC:

As Reina suddenly began on the topic of cities and her own hometown, Valen couldn't help slipping into a slightly more alert mood. From the way she was speaking, skipping from topic to topic, it seemed pretty clear that she was aiming for something different, but what? Well, he didn't have to ponder that too long as the girl soon brought forth her real question, asking what he did in his free time.

Missions? the boy echoed in his mind, feeling a slight clench of fear, Could she have...no, no, she wouldn't...she couldn't...she probably just chose that for lack of a better word. This line of thought was calming, but it still didn't help him with formulating his answer. Valen had never really figured out what people his age were supposed to do in this mythical 'free time' which they all clamoured for, besides being stupid, of course, but he wasn't about to follow their example on that. Lacking a better alternative, he decided on telling the truth...

"I...don't have any...free time, as it were-" he replied at last, "I mean, not really. There are times like this between orders when I don't have to go anywhere particular, but Slythe being what he is..." he frowned, "I have to stay easily contactable, since the call can come at any given time, and...he doesn't really like to be kept waiting..." the boy took a small pause, "But..." he continued after a while, "Occasionally...I-I do like to look at the sky at nights...or the sea..." his gaze grew a bit distant and he found himself slightly annoyed by his own hesitance, why did this topic make him feel so...awkward? He probably sounded like a real weirdo now too, "It's a nice way to forget my own troubles. Beyond that..." he shrugged, "I mostly try to keep a step ahead of the assorted psychos in our adminstrative system." he let out a small sound which sounded vaguely like the chuckle of someone who had very little experience in producing such sounds, "I guess you could say I'm not much of a people person." he turned his gaze back to Reina, "What about you?"

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Aww...how adorable... the psychic thought for herself, watching Kyoko's latest outburst of temper with considerable amusement but maintaining a polite and friendly expression, Like fluffy, slighted little kitten...ooh...I wish I could push her on a bit more to see how far she'll go...but that wouldn't do...yet. she stiffled another giggle, her eyes twinkling playfully.

"As you wish, sweet one." Astra replied, quickly turning on her heels and beginning to stride off in the direction of the Wai Wai Inc. building, "But between you and me, dearie, if you don't want to be treated like a child, then a good start would be to stop acting like one."

Okay, so she wasn't very good at keeping herself from annoying such a great target.

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{Attack technique identified as Lock On.} Iris commented as she sped after her target, {Initiating protection technique beta.} with that, the Porygon 2's outline became slightly blurry once more before returning back to normal, a well-made decoy now soaring a bit in front of the now invinsible original. Meanwhile, the Beldum who had managed to conceal itself within the system continued to dutifully observe the proceedings, blinking its lens a few times more. This battle sure seemed to be taking a long time.

 

[Light_Azumarill]

OOC: Yeah Kogenta, I hope ya' get well soon. ^^ You too Alter! And I hate smoke... we get a lot of forest fires over here... and it's about time for fire season. >.> It's going to be bad this year too, because the grass is so long from so much winter rain. Yay....


Reina
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Reina frowned as she heard Valen admit that he had little free time. She was not surprised, nor did she feel sorry for him. She was a bit angry at his employers though, after all, you would think that seeing as how he spent so much time working for them, they would give him a little vacation once in a while.

"I see," she replied during his brief pause. She looked off into the people walking the streets and wondered to herself what it would be like to always be working with her father on jobs, not just once in a while. She looked back at Valen as he began to talk again. He didn't really sound so confident about his answers. Reina chose to ignore this though. She knew that mentioning someone's faultering aloud only made it worse, and was really annoying.

Reina smiled though as he spoke of the sea and night sky. While it was a little difficult to imagine the person before her gazing at the night's sky serenely in thought, she could easily picture someone else doing it.

"You should see the night sky over in Shoretown," she said to him, "It's a small town, so there aren't many lights to block out the stars. Back to the topic at hand, well, I'm not really a people person either but...," her expression softened a bit, "I like to do things with my brothers and my pokemon. They're the only people that really care about me. My brothers and I used to go the beach and play in the water and the sand. I haven't done that in a long time though; they're growing up and have their own families to start. I still go to the beach with my pokemon and we talk of times before we knew each other, but... it's not the same. Heh, it must seem a bit childish to you to splash in the water and bury yourself in the sand! Maybe it is silly, but I do miss those days with them."

She paused herself for a moment to try and think of something else she could speak of. "Oh, I also train my pokemon for fun. I guess some might consider it work, but it's fun to me," she shrugged, "There's nothing better than the satisfaction of beating a tough opponent! Especially if it's a sniveling little brat that thinks he can beat you with a Caterpie. Heh heh!" She put on a mischievious grin, thinking of several surprised and crestfallen faces of bratty kids that had come across her path acting oh-so-cocky.

Reina wondered to herself... did Valen regret not having the freedom that others did? Sure he seemed to dislike the silly things that kids their ages did, but sometimes people acted that way because they secretly envied them. Reina almost shuddered. She secretly felt that way about girls like Rosairie... they never had to go through the things she did; the teasing, being an outcast, being friendless... she secretly wished she could be like them. She wondered if Valen ever felt that way about 'normal' boys.

She couldn't ask him though. He probably wouldn't admit it even if he did feel that way-- she wouldn't if someone asked her. Not to mention, doing so would mean she would have to speak words about her own feelings, something that she had only ever done to Tabansi and even that was indirectly. It was as if she said the words out loud, it would somehow make the feelings true and real.

She forced herself to think of something else.

"You know, I haven't really done much else for fun. You don't really get to do much when you've got no friends back home!" she smiled a little, "Talking is fun though. Talking, like you and I are. Well, it is to me at least, I guess if you're not a people person then maybe I should just cork my mouth." She kept her voice light to show that it wasn't serious, she was just teasing him a little. Hey, it was all in fun.

 

[Charon]

Rosairie nodded at Chain's words. She felt paticularily vunerable, without Henna's large bulk by her side. Henna had, after all, been her constant companion for the large majority of her life. In a situation like this, Rosairie really missed her firey friend.
A sudden question struck her.
"What was your starter pokemon, Chain?" she asked him curiously. After all, he didn't have a paticular pokemon always around, like Valen had Seirini, Reina had Tabansi, and she had Henna. Her eyes moved to the pokeball around his neck.

~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~​

Henna, meanwhile, had seen enough. Astra was aiming to wind Kyoko up - why, Henna wasn't sure. For a moment, it almost seemed possible Kyoko shared the same seventh sense Silence did; after all, Silence seemed drawn to her like a moth to a flame, and Silence never trusted anyone.
She shook her head. She was being silly again! This strange woman thinking Kyoko had 'an edge' was not proof that Kyoko had the 'electric wave power', as Rosairie had dubbed it.
Henna pulled a face. {C'mon, Minna, we're gonna rescue your mummy!}

She strode forward determindly, coming to stand next to Kyoko. She narrowed her heavy-lidded eyes and set her mouth in a snarl - at least, as close to a snarl as she could manage.
{Minna!} She hissed at the minun, {Tell your trainer I've come to retriever her!}

{ooc| I wrote seventh sense on purpose, fool. Because I reckon dogs already have a sixth sense; I mean, my dog can tell when my Mum's coming home before she even arrives, and she comes home at different times every day. Around five minutes before she gets home, he goes to sit on the bay-window, and waits. And, as if right on cue, she arrives. Spoooooooky. He does strange things like that all the time.}

 

[Charon]

{ooc| OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG! OMG!
This is a spammy, IC post.

BUT I'M IN MISSION IMPOSSIBLE THREE!!!
OMG! OMG!
When I was on a school trip in Rome, Tom Cruise was driving around in a speedboat. Randomly. There were loads of paparazzi, but we were too busy screaming 'We love you tom!' and 'bear our children' to notice the camera crews. When we got home, we found out he was filming the new mission impossible, BUT, OMG, ME AND MY FRIENDS ARE IN IT! Or so my friend says.
We're the group cheering standing and looking over the river. You can't actually see us very well, but we're STILL THERE.
*hyperactive*}

 

[Kogenta]

[OOC: Congratulations. ^-^;;]

"My . . . starter Pokemon?" Chain echoed, turning toward Rosairie as he clicked open his Abra's Pokeball. The psychic-type materialized in its trainers arms, the ruby light from which it had emerged swiftly fading. Returning the now-empty Pokeball to his side, Chain fell silent for a moment, as though considering the question. I suppose at this point it would be more detrimental not to answer the question than to give the honest reply. Besides, I doubt she'll draw any conclusions.

Placing a hand on the head of his sleeping Abra, Chain quietly answered, "It's somewhat unconventional, but my first Pokemon was a Porygon." A strange, distant expression entered Chain's eyes as his mind turned its gaze on memories that had seemingly long been forgotten. "You see, my father was a Pokemon scientist. Though his position was more making copies and retrieving coffee at the time, he was part of the team that first developed Porygon. As Porygon slowly began to become more available for public acquisition, and seeing my growing interest in Pokemon training, my father customized a Porygon and gave it to me." Here, Chain again lapsed into silence. I wonder if I was even real trainer then . . . Fighting with a Pokemon simply programmed to obey your every command, increasing its strength artificially, feeling superior because I had a Pokemon not restrained by emotions . . . I became too accustomed to having complete control--maybe even addicted to the taste of victory; and it almost cost me my life. If only it hadn't cost the lives of others.

Returning his focus to the present, Chain glanced down at Abra, saying, "Abra, teleport us to the entrance of the WaiWai Inc. building." Both trainers and their Pokemon instantly vanished, materializing as quickly ten meters from the glass doors of their desired destination. "Good work, Abra. Return." As the still-sleeping Pokemon vanished into its containment unit, Chain shifted his gaze to Rosairie and asked, "What about you?" He clicked Abra's Pokeball onto his belt. "I take it your Magmar was your first Pokemon?"

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Alterations have been made to opponent. Continue Attack Pattern XIV?

Porygon continued to charge its attack, seemingly unsure of its next action. Then, after a series of deliberations, Circuit affirmed its lock on the decoy before releasing a full-force Tri Attack. A single beam of flame, lightning, and ice sped toward the double as the digital Pokemon that released the attack changed its position. Though naturally objective and indifferent, Circuit could sense the situation was growing increasingly ill for it with each moment it lingered within the computer. Coming to a halt, the Porygon raised an energy shield about itself with Protect as a white light entered its eyes. Execute Attack Pattern XIII//Initiate: Program S.P.E.C.T.R.U.M.

 

[Mika]

-OoC-

-just saw M. I. 3- o-o I didn't see j00. BUT I SAW AN XMEN 3 TRAILER. -wants to see soooo bad- @_@

Nopeeeee. Didn't see j00.

Sowwy. ^^;

-dances around- Great moveh tho. o-o

And Alter, I fixed meh booboo. =3 And Valen did the same thing your little psychic person did. Unfortuantly, she's not going to turn so sickenly sweet on this person. >3 Also, yeah. Clueless people? They consist of 75% of the world's population. o-o It's best to just shoot them with a tennis ball cannon.

Anyways, IC.


-IC-

"...." There was a long pause of silence that, even tho it lasted maybe five or so minutes, felt like it lasted much longer than it actually had. And tho it remained wordless, the silence was slightly interupted a few moments later by Kyoko's movements into her bag. Slipping out a pair of black gloves, she gently fitted them onto her hands, staring at them intently, at the grooves the leather made against the different movments of her hand.

A moment of quiet pause, she looked towards Astra, her gaze cold and hardset on the older woman. Stepping lightly to the side, she once again spoke, chuckling softly before her expressions once again returned to a chilling state, "You know what I've discovered about you? The thing that really gets me about people like you? You don't understand, you don't even try. You spout words of contemptment for us without even realizing what we go through... How hard it is for us to be anything but children..."

There was a short pause before Kyoko had moved from her position to standing just a bit away from the woman, "Not to mention you're not just ignorant. You're also nothing but hot air blowing into a nonexistant balloon. People like you make me sick." Taking another step back, without further ado, she kicked the woman square in the face with a simple but well executed roundhouse kick, something that would probably infuriate Rosairie had she seen it. It didn't matter anymore, this woman wanted something other than a child, fine. She'd get her wish.

She hadn't even noticed the magmar next to her, not once.

-x-

Minna sighed lightly, unhappy about being aroused to wake up and even unhappier when Kyoko didn't respond to the outstretched arms of her beloved little mouslet. Snorting unhappy, she snuggled back against Henna, /Not really worth it Mama... She's locked herself in the fight. Everytime she does this bad things happen ya know... best not to get involved.... Well, if you do, you bedda do it fast and then run 'way faster. This is how we got into trouble last time with the GP... Kyoko did that same kicker thinger to one of those guys... in the face. ... so maybe it would be a good idea to snatch Sissy... hmm? I dunno... Mama decide I un wanna.../

 

[Alter Ego]

OOC: Right...I just can't find the spot of the alleged insult, Mika. Could you maybe give me the page number or something?

As for Kyoko...*Twitch* She's so dead...yup, most definitely dead...in a very painful way. You don't kick the psycopathic, over-cheery evil psychic woman in the face...you just don't. She does nasty things for stuff like that...o.o Going to have to pull a little miraculous protection stunt...just to make sure that she won't ignore orders and just torture Kyoko to death on the spot...'cause Astra is dangerous like that...yes she is...

IC:

"You...should not have done that." Astra informed the girl in an even voice, all kindness now gone from her features, replaced by an expression that made a frothing mad Granbull scared. Her reflexes had luckily been good enough for her to bring up a psychic barrier between them, but not good enough to block the attack completely, her nose and the area around it, while still intact, now bearing a deep red colour. She had been hurt...and she didn't like it, not one bit...

"Nothing but hot air, am I?" she added, now raising a hand in the girl's direction and directing the full of her psychic powers towards her. It was an attack akin to the Psychic technique, not any blunt damage to the outside but rather direct impulses to every nerve capable of registering pain, and needless to say it wasn't a very pleasant experience for the one on the recieveing end.

"Well let me tell you something...child..." she continued in a dangerously soft, low hiss, leaning down to Kyoko and slowly running a hand across the girl's forehead, much in the manner of a mother comforting her child, full aware that there was no way for the girl to do anything to stop it, "You...are nothing but a pawn...a puppet not even aware of who's holding her strings. You were made as you are, and any pride you take in your 'abilities' as it were, is sorely misplaced, for you yourself are worth nothing...nothing at all." she suddenly slapped the girl square across the face, "Do you see? You do not even possess the strength to block such a feeble assault as this. You don't possess any strength at all save that which others grant you. Anybody else could have been chosen to serve the diminutive purpose your life has to fullfill, you should be thankful that you were given even this much significance. I could kill you now..." she continued, rising up again, "But that would be letting you off easy." the psychic released her attack, "Farewell, puppet girl." she concluded coldly, "You'll soon come to wish that I'd put you out of your misery right here and now."

With that, she promptly stamped her foot against the pavement, teleporting well out of the way before Kyoko had the time to recover from her assault. Brilliant...just brilliant...that fool brat had gone and spoiled a perfectly good disguise. She spat reproachfully at the pavement beneath her. But no matter...the psychic conclude bitterly while looking for something with which to chill her now slightly aching face, that brat would get her just punishment soon enough...she would see to it personally. But first...she would probably have to perform some choice memory alterations.

OOC: Okays, I'll add the rest later, I just had to do Astra's reaction first...dunno why...just did. xD