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Ancient Dynasty; A Viper's Promise

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OOC: Ehh...it's been a while since I last posted here...sowwee...these screwy connections are doing their best to take the enjoyment out of posting. << Oh, and sorry about your eye, Mika. That sucks. T_T Hope the operation goes well. ^^

Anywho...nope, I don't mind you bringing old Reeve back in, Melissa, and you got his mannerisms right too. ^^ As for the Electabuzz evo...well, to be honest I kind of prefer good old Electabuzz. That new one looks a bit too...well, dunno how to put it. It just doesn't appeal to me, I guess.

As for why PC has been down...beats me. Still, just now I got an error message suggesting that some part of some cache-thingie or the other isn't up to date, so maybe they've got updates to make? o.O Whatever the case, it's taking awfully long. <<

IC:

Valen turned around with a definitely reproachful expression at Kyoko's sudden plea, casting a quick glance towards the hallway to make sure that none of the guards out there were looking his way as he certainly wasn't going to let himself get into trouble because of those two. "Go get it yourself." that was what he would have wanted to say, but somewhere deep within the uncharted regions of his mind, a flash of memory ignited, words from long ago seemingly overlapping with Kyoko's.

"P-p-please... don't go just yet..."

"V-val...please don't go...please..."

Despite his intuition screaming at him not to do it, to walk away and leave the brat to deal with things for herself, the boy reluctantly let his eyes meet Kyoko's.

"Please.... go get that for me..."

"...it hurts...hurts so much..."

Valen quickly turned his head elsewhere, trying to stop the old emotions welling up inside him, to block out this pesky voice he couldn't even remember.

"...I'll do whatever you want... I can't get to it and I'm releasing my psychic type in here... I just think that would be stupid..."

"...I know I shouldn't have done it...I know, it was...I-I was just trying to be strong...like you...I'm sorry, I was so stupid...please-please don't-"

"I..." Valen almost growled in frustration at the trail of thought his mind was leading him to. 'So there was someone...' he thought for himself, '...someone I...actually cared about?'

His right hand balled into a fist, "Fine, whatever." he replied coldly, striding straight past Kyoko and down the stairs again, "But you'd better remember." he added, briefly turning his head towards the girl he was addressing, "Better remember what you just promised."

'I'm not letting Kyoko tale her place...' he thought bitterly, 'Whoever this person is she is too good to be confused with the likes of her.' Yes, that was the trail he was meant to follow...he wasn't doing Kyoko a favour, he was getting her out of sight and mind to make proper sense of his memories and no amount of persuasion in the world could, at that moment, have convinced him otherwise.
 
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Rosairie was still on the floor above Kyoko in the stairwell - despite her skirt, she flung herself over the banister and landed rather deftly (if she didn't say so herself) and landed beside Kyoko just as the boy was leaving. her fear of him had kept her at bay, and now he was gone...
What had just happened? Kyoko cursed herself. She had been so suddenly afraid of Valen she had just...stopped thinking.
She leant out and wrapped her arms around her friend.
"What...? Kyoko...?" she whispered, knowing that her friend wouldn't answer.

Silence peered through the banister, tied there with his 'stay' command. Rosairie didn't notice, but he was alreayd quivering, gazing at his trainer with eyes that cried 'don't leave me'.

Rosairie was too wrapped up in her own self-hate. She hadn't intervened when her friend had needed her, just... just stood there, looking stupid. She had always been the brave one out of her friends. The popular one, the confident one. Then Valen and Reina had walked into her life, and she was beginning to doubt...everything.
 
OOC: Aw, Mika, I hope everything goes super for you! ^-^ Good luck.

Posting on here is unbearably HORRIBLE!!! See, I used three exclamation points just to prove how mad I am about it too!

*huggles new her new avvie* What? I'm a sucker for cute things. XD Though Dorapion, the new Dark/Poison scorpion pokemon is starting to grow on me too. ^^ There's just something awesome about combining Poison and Dark. The new Electabuzz evo is neat, I want to see a better piccie of it though.

Anywhoo before I ramble on too long... hopefully this works... I'll try to post in Ryko and Showgan too but... meh.

EDIT: Grr... well, I DID post in Showgan, it just doesn't say so. I promise you, go there and you shall see my teal-colored post! XD


Reina
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"Ceremony?" the bulky guard repeated, still eyeing Reina, "Well, I guess I can let you through then. What's yer name kiddie?"

'Kiddie?!' Reina snapped in her head, 'Such respect to guests....' She didn't waste any time answering, and quickly told him her name. She kept trying to look innocent, which technically she really was this time. After all, she was not lying, and she did intend to attend the ceremony.

With a quick check on a small palm pilot-like device, Reina's identity was confirmed. The man itched his large nose for a moment, pondering something about the girl. "Well then Reina, you may proceed," he paused, "Do you need a guide?"

Reina shook her head, "Nope, I never need a guide. Besides, I've been in here before."

The man gave a hearty laugh, and patted her on the back gruffly as he turned to leave. Reina coughed a little; his patting had felt more like smashing. She may be tough, but she wasn't made of stone! "Guh...," she grunted, stepping into the elevator and waiting for the doors to shut before picking a level to go to.

"Hmm, I wonder which level the ceremony's on... and Chain didn't tell me what level the-- wait, that guy said the 12th floor was the one with problems! Heh, easy as pie...," she said pressing the button for the 12th floor. She leaned back against the wall of the elevator and took a minute to relax as the smooth operation of the machine worked its magic and propelled her up eleven floors.

Soon the desired level was reached, and Reina stood anxiously awaiting the doors opening. When they did, she saw that many of the guards were indeed nervous. It was like looking at a couple Reeve clones. Reina smirked at them and kept close to the wall in hopes of not being noticed by anyone. A guard looked in her direction and began to frown at her. Reina searched her mind for a way to get out of the situation when suddenly another guard called the one looking at her. His stare was broken from her, and it seemed that the other guard had some very urgent business. What could be more urgent than an unwelcome guest? Whatever the case, Reina figured it was a chance to slip away and get far from those two guards.

As she passed a rather large support column she noticed the stairwell, a good place to know considering there were so many guards running around, and a lump of two girls huddled together... two girls she always seemed to run into. However, this time she expected them at least.

"Knew it," she said to herself as she approached them. She stood about three feet from the both of them, glancing at Silence for a moment, "Gotten into trouble again have you?"
 
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Leaning back against the counter, Chain raised his miniature computer above his head, his impassive gaze remaining directed at the screen. Whatever Circuit got, it's probably pretty significant considering the security on it. The trainer stifled a sigh. Not that it matters that much, considering I can't see what's in the file. Lowering his hand, Chain checked the computer's clock. I can't stay in here much longer. Circuit's processing as quickly as he can. But, I might have to decode the more advanced locks by hand--particularly the locks we've never dealt with before. Closing his eyes, Chain placed a hand against his head. This process could take days, weeks . . . Maybe even longer. But, I don't have that long. Chain's eyes opened slightly. Slowly removing his hand from his forehead, the trainer brushed a dark strand of hair behind one ear. I'll just have to do what I can.

Chain's eyes opened fully before turning down toward the computer he held in his hand. I'm accustomed to working with this computer when I am traveling. But, if I want to work at maximum speed, I need a full-size terminal. Once Circuit's done everything he can, then comes my time to start.

"Good work, Circuit. Just keep going," Chain commanded, his voice low so as to avoid anyone outside the room hearing what he said. "I'll check in with you later." Then, almost as an afterthought, Chain added, "Activate the screenlock, and keep the password as the usual." Waiting to see the lock activated, Chain then slipped the computer into the bag beneath the jacket tied about his waist. Grabbing the jacket's sleeves, Chain tightened it as one would a belt. Time to go.

[OOC:

EDIT: By the way, I found that copying and pasting my posts into a .txt file before I submit them is often helpful.]
 
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: OoC :

Nya. o.o POTC 2 was... interesting. o_O;
Music = excellent
Plot = o_o; wtf

>> I hate that monkey. Undead monkies = not your friend. D:<

Charon. They listed the English dub actor list for Bleach. o-o It's... not bad. At all. No. I can't believe I just said that- o-o;;;; However, if anybody hear remember Digimon 02 (With Kenny-poo) Ishida's being voiced by Ken's actor. <3 Today is a happy day for Mika who stalks her prey like it be a fishie. :3


: IC :

"Just get it... just get it please..." She whimpered childishly as she softly slid to the ground, her hands tightening and untightening softly, "I won't break this promise... anything... you want from me you'll get." Lowering her face further, the once tightly bound hair flowed softly to her shoulders, making her look more pathetic. "...just give it to me... without looking into it... and... everything... will be fine..."

When the familiar scent of Rosairie's imported perfume nearly smothered her, Kyoko did not resist in the least, she simply leaned into the embrace, the mused head lifting softly as her eyes widened with the fear he, Valen, wouldn't get the treasured item as they followed his every move, not leaving his person for a moment. Her gut told her this was still going to end unpleasently and when Reina's almost chilling voice spat in her direction, all she could do was turn and patter behind Rosairie's body, peering out lightly at Valen while keeping her distance from the other girl, nervously glancing towards Reina every other moment or so and never matched the girl's eyes.

Yes, it was very obvious Reina had the girl spooked.
 
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Rosairie stood up, glaring at Reina with a new level ferocity.
"Silence, c'mere." she hissed, and the Jolteon rushed to her side. He glared at Reina, hatred evident in his usually empty blue eyes.
"Jrrrrrrr...!" he began to snarl, as electrcity bubbled up across his coat, but Rosairie put a hand on his head. The jolteon glanced up at her, curious, but Rosairie was staring straight ahead. Just hearing Reina's voice had enraged her.

"Get lost, Reina." she hissed, "Go scurry after your bas tard of a boyfriend!"
She was about to say more, but she fell silent mid-sentence. Instead, she glanced back at Kyoko, and fofered the girl what she hoped was a reassuring smile.
 
OOC: Whoa...Rosairie just said the b-word out loud. Why do I get the feeling this won't be pretty? o.o *Takes a precautionary step back*

Anyhow, posting has improved today. Not a single disconnect yet. Yey! ^0^

Ohh...and incidentally, did anyone of you guys (Other than you Kogenta, since I know ya' did) get invited to Alana's new RP? =3 I've been trying to get a sign-up done all day, but to no avail. ;__; Ohh...the pains of being both an RPer and reviewer (I'm doing regular reviews for a very promising new fic over at the pokémon fanfic section)...I'm afraid that might have drained my energy a bit. xD Sorry for not posting around here for a while. Still, I think I'll have to wait for Reina's reaction before making my next IC...I just have to, sorry.

That aside...that's a cute avvie, Melissa. ^^ Even though I prefer my pokémon to register a bit lower on the sickeningly cute scale, I might just try Pachirisu...when I eventually get the game that is. Knowing our importers it's going to take a while. << And yes, Dorapion has a cool type combination...Dark/Poison only has a single weakness against Ground while being immune to the poison status effect and psychic attacks. Got a couple of nice resistances too...I'll definitely be looking forward to that one. The new Roselia evo is kind of funny too (It does look like some kind of freaky super hero. o.o) so I might try that one too. Wonder when we'll get to see the starters, though?
 
OOC: OMG! How weird Mika, I just saw POTC 2 yesterday! o_O The plot was kinda odd, but I do like the parrot! ^-^

You know, Digimon voice actors get around! I've heard them doing voices in everything from other anime to Christian cartoons. >.> Talk about diversity!

BTW, I think Silence is going to snap. That poor Jolteon's gonna let off a Pin Missile in someone's face. XD Anywhoo...

Yes sirrie I'm a sucker for cute things! I have no shame in the sickeningly cute section. XD Except for Pichu. Those pokemon are the one cute thing I just don't like. =P And yes, I did get an invite too! I was just gonna try to think up a character.


Reina
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She didn't like the two girls in front of her, no not at all. Maybe she even hated them a little. The way Rosairie snapped at her wasn't helping either; and the boyfriend analogy was enough to make her temper rise. Silence didn't scare her, she had been shocked many times in her life with electric pokemon. It was unpleasant but bearable. However what really got her was how they looked so scared of her and vulnerable. If it had been one of the girls from school, she would have been in heaven but this was just sad.

"Oh stop it Rosairie," Reina practically growled, "I'm not here to gloat or whatever it is you think I'm going to do. I just came to see what was going on. Chain told me that something was happening, so I figured it was worth a look."

No, she wasn't trying to make it worse. Reina liked hurting people like Rosairie and Kyoko, but they looked as if they had been through enough. She was mean; not heartless.

"And Valen is not my boyfriend! I've only known him for two days. You should be able to tell by the looks of me that I'm not an 'easy' girl to be won over," she said, folding her arms. Friendship was fairly easy to earn with Reina if you were a boy, but something more? That was different territory.
 
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lucky peoples. I never get good invites, I just get stuck in hopeless rps in which I never interact with anybody but the rp master

Oh Melissa. >> would you be angry with me if that certian rp we're both in suddenly went down the loo? That certian person is trying to take my character on as an NPC. -.- "No" isn't working either. >.> And I DARE HIM to read this. Bloody dare him. I spent three years on that character. Nobody's turning my "character full of potental" into something I can't control.

anyways, I doubt I'll be able to post something much longer than the IC below amorow. Evil eye appointment of doom tomorow. TT Thus why my post... is barely adiquet. headache but I needed to post. ^^;




-IC-

"S-stop it... please..." Kyoko whispered, pausing a moment to find her voice before she looked at the two of them, their feet at least, "Stop fighting.... nothing is worth fighting over...nothing is worth hatred." Brushing the hair from her eyes, she gently pushed past the two, pattering after Valen, keeping what would be a comfortable distance from him, or so she thought anyways, and kneeled softly on the ground, her energy spent.

Looking up towards Rosairie, she gave Silence a very hopeful glance. A puppy hug would be very nice right about now.
 
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ooc| No one invites me either ;; but that's probably a good thing, as PC is lagging so much I can't even get ON TO POST. *snarl*
I bought myself a DS Lite on Monday! My sister's old DS copped out on us a few days prior (note to self: not splash resistant) and I'm in loooooooooove. I wanted a pink one, but my shop only sells white or black. I don't think we'll get a pink european release anyway. I got white. It's like the I-pod I never had!}

Without warning, Rosairie seemed to...sag. She covered her face in her hands and dropped to her knees. A wave of emotions had surged to the surface, and Rosairie... Rosairie was putting all her efforts into keeping them down. She couldn't cry infront of Reina, could she? That would completely prove Valen's hypothesis that skirt clad members of the fairier sex were weak and pathetic! No.... I'll just have to... have to what? Rosairie gave a shudder.

Silence's snarling, meanwhile, had reached fever pitch.
Rosairie's upset! I can't- I can't let that happen! Not after she's done so much!
He glanced to Kyoko, then to Reina. Who's comment had done it? Probably a bit of both.
Well then, thought the cruel and irrational side of Silence's mind, we'll just have to kill a bit of each of them!

Silence's power seemed to explode from his body, rocketing straight upwards in a beam of white hot electric power, which crashed through walls and crumbled staircases as it went. The floor around him began to crack, the pent-up energy surging out of him in wild sparks, each one narrowly hitting the three girls on the stairwell. Then he was glowing, in an almost unearthly manner, and his eyes were no longer tranquil and pupilless, but narrowed in murderous glee.

Rosairie pulled her hands from her face...and stared.

{ooc| >=D}
 
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OOC: Mika, did you just say what I thought you said? o.o *Goes back to check*

...yup, you did say what I thought you said (Well, you wrote it, anyway. xP). *Nods*

FLOG THE BASTARD! xO Seriously, forcefull character abduction is a foul and disgusting practice and people who commit such abominations should be castrated and then stabbed to death with a soggy noodle to prevent their tainted seed from spreading. >O *Twitch* Yish, whoever it is is quite free to read this, too. Unless it's directly stated in the rules that he/she is allowed to take over characters when certain conditions are fullfilled (In which case you knew the risk coming in and don't have anyone to blame for it but yourself.) then he/she isn't allowed to make your character do as much as raise an eyebrow without your consent. << And even if there is a rule, enforcing said rule against the will of the character's creator unless absolutely necessary is still an incredibly tactless thing to do. Give 'em a stab from me. <<

IC:

'Oh, so now it's get it but don't look at it, is it?' Valen thought indignantly at Kyoko's remark, experiencing a slight temptation to look into the lousy trinket just because he had been told not to. He restrained himself, though, whatever it was Kyoko was hiding in there, it would obviously involve another complicated sob-story which he just didn't have the patience for right now.

Having finally reached the bottom floor, Valen nonchalantly scooped up the locket and headed back up again, still oblivious to Reina's presence. Well, he had been until the whole staircase suddenly burst into an explosion of sparks and electric energy, the boy having to leap back a bit to avoid being struck by debris or stray discharges. There was only one conclusion which Valen could draw...Silence. And just then he realized that there was a third figure in the group, the boy's mind quickly pieceing together the picture.

"Cespenar! Seirini! Go!"

'Not her...' he thought as both Cubone and Arbok entered the battlefield, 'Not the only friend I have in this bloody cesspool of hypocrisy.'

"Don't just stand there with you mouth gaping!" he growled at Rosairie, "Withdraw that blasted mut or I'll knock him out myself!" unearthly powers or no, Silence was still an electric pokémon, and electric discharges, no matter how great, couldn't do squat to a ground type. They would be safe, at least relatively so, for as long as Cespenar remained upright.
 
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{ooc| Is the changing fonts confusing? It looks messy but I can't think of another way to make Silence's thoguhts look different without changing the colour, but then it might mess up other people's layouts... xP}


"Cespenar! Seirini! Go!"
A voice called, and Rosairie didn't need to look up to know it was that horrible Valen again, probably back to gloat or...
or...
"Oh Silence..." Rosairie whispered. She could feel the tears now, dampening her cheeks, but she...she didn't care. Her poor baby, her beautiful, ugly little baby had turned, and it wasn't the first time.


That other time Father had just left.
"Daddy, Daddy! Look! I rescued a Jolteon!" she had cried, in her innocent preteen voice. Silence had still been emancipated enough to fit on her head then; he had been skin and bones, held together with gristle. She had loved him anyway. Father, stinking of cologne and with the musky scent of fine wine still heavy on his breath, had simply replied.
"'S ugly and it's creepy, Rose. I'll get you a nicer one. And look in his eyes; eyes are the gateway to the soul, y'know. This one ain't got no soul. Now throw him away; me and Zelda have some..." -a hiccup- "...business to attend to."
A beautifull girl, barely seventeen, appeared from the shadows. Rosairie watched her leave with her father, hatred and love mingling and becoming one. Silence had taken one look at her face, and exploded into...a monster.
That was when it had happened the first time. He had been weak enough then to control, but now... now...

Rosairie sat before her Jolteon, still staring. He was still lanky, gawky and decidedly skinny looking, but this time there was such a degree of ferocity in his gaze he had seemed to have doubled, maybe even tripled in strength. The glow around him was as tall as a grown man. Still, Rosairie didn't move, gazing up at her pokemon with stupified shock plastered across her face; and under that, love. Valen's words meant nothing to her.

But they meant a hell of a lot to Silence.
He swung round suddenly, his gaze falling on Valen.
BASTARD MUTT? BASTARD MUTT? he thought furiously.
Then, without warning, he spoke.
{YOU!!!} The voice was rapsy and wild, as if the speaker had long-since forgotton how to use it. It sounded to loud, to hollow, to belong to such a normally placid pokemon. {You're that BOY! I KNEW IT. I SMELL IT ON YOU. You're one of THEM.}
 
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Valen obviously didn't understand a word of what Silence was barking at him, but the sheer volume of the sounds escaping his mouth was shocking enough, and the gaze...that gaze...Valen could remember it, and needless to say it wasn't a very pleasant memory.

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It was a beautiful day when he entered Team Viper and was to get his first pokémon, a nice, sunny summer's day with a pleasant breeze awakening the waves of the bay which his base overlooked, a tourist brochure day. In such a beautiful environment...how could anything evil dwell? Quite easily, Valen soon discovered. Vincent had left him in the middle of plain, metallic hallway within the complex, lined with identical metal doors on both sides, saying that he would have to have a quick word with the head trainer. For a moment, the boy had been content with simply wandering around the room, but as the minutes ticked past, he became increasingly restless, finally giving in to the temptation of seeing just what they were so keen on guarding.

The experience...he would never truly forget that. The pitch-black, soundless room, the vague glint of eyes within and the the rush...the blurr of motion and sound that had triggered the most primal instinct he possessed; the need to escape.

"What'cher think yer doin', boyo?!" the gruff voice of the handler snapped Valen out of his trance, the boy squirming slightly in his grip until he finally put him down. He was a tall and rotound man, muscles and fat mingling across his body to the point where it was difficult to distinguish one from the other. His uniform was a mess of rips and stains and seemed a bit too small for his body, and the smell...the smell of blood lingered so thickly on his body that it made Valen nauseous. He though he had experienced some nasty things already, but at precisely that moment he came to realise just how innocent Stonewall orphanage had really been.

"I-I was just..." Valen began, trying to catch his breath as he leaned against the now once again closed pen, "...what-what was that thing?"

The handler grinned at this, a rather chilling sight to be honest, his piggy little eyes glinting slightly, "That there is one o' our 'special' cases, boyo." he replied, "For the assassin program. D'ya know what an assassin is, boyo?"

Valen nodded.

"Well these critters are perfect for it." the handler went on, "Keep em' locked up for a while, no more feedin' or water than necessary, no company or light. Easy maintenance! Hah!" the sudden cross between bark and laugh caught the boy off guard, sending a cascade of saliva towards him, "That awakens the instinct, ya' see." he continued with a definite undertone of sadism in his voice, "Makes em' frothin' mad killers! Completely uncontrollable! Hah! And then ya' know what happens, boyo?" his face had, by now, come so close to Valen's that the boy could also feel his breath. It smelled of cheap, greasy french fries and didn't exactly make him more comfortable.

"We let em' loose on some poor sod!" the handler continued in a gleeful voice, his expression triumphant, "And that sod ain't got a snowball's chance in 'ell to make it through! 'Cause ya' see, boyo, these things just jump on everything they see in blind rage. Can't scare em', can't sooth em', and they ain't gonna' give up till they die. Some of em' even bite two days after they croak! Hah! 'Course ya' got to be real careful around em' or they'll rip ya' appart too. But I guess ya' already found that out, hah!"

Valen nodded weakly, still in shock and, for one of the few times of his life, fear of the situation he was in. Sure, he wasn't a perfect little angel, but...doing something like this for a living? Had he not been so scared he would probably have tried to strangle this repulsive man on the spot, but as it was, he could do little but stand there and listen.

"Yeah, we've lost a couple o' young boyos like you to 'em, we have. But 'ey, is worth the price 'innit, boyo? The best thing is, the feds don't have crap to trace back to us, fact is, they get traced back to the suckers we stole em' from instead or just get declared wild! Isolated incidents! Hah! So ya' feel like becoming a handler like me, boyo?" he added, "'is us who do the real work ya' know, hah! An' delicate work it is, not like em' fellers in Orre with their fancy gadgets and whatnot, real craftsman's work! Why jus' that wee peek o' sunshine you gave im' might have given that thing another year o' sanity. Won't thank ya' for it o' course. These beasts don't thank no-one. Hah! He'd probably hunt ya' to the ends of the bleedin' earth jus' cos' he saw ya! Hah! But dun' worry, boyo, he won't be around too long. Got 'im scheduled for knockin' off some rich feller or the other, associates contract! Hah!"

"I'm sure that is all very fascinating." Vincent's voice had cut in, the man stepping in between and gently but firmly separating Valen from the handler, much to the boy's relief, "But I'm afraid Valen's presence is required elsewhere at the moment, Mr.fingers, good day."

"Right ya' are, o' course, Mr. Ironholm." the handler replied, looking slightly less confident, "It's the boyo's loss. But he did get something to think about, didn't ya', boyo?"

"I certainly did..." Valen replied, 'Got to think of the way in which I'll kill you...'

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Valen quickly forced himself back into the present. This was the alltogether wrong time for reminiscence, but still...it had told him just what he was about to face, "Silence..." he thought out loud, his voice little more than a whisper, "Silence was on the program?"

{You!} Seirini hissed at the Jolteon, glaring at him treatheningly, {You do ssspeak! How do you know Valen?! Tell me!}

{Umm...great hero...} Cespenar suggested timidly, doing his best to keep a calm composure, {You do have a plan in mind to conquer the foul beast, don't you?}

"Right, of course." Valen replied, "Rosairie, for the last time: if you really care about Silence then withdraw him! He's not in control!"

"If nothing happens...Glare." he whispered to Seirini, "And whatever you do, keep Cespenar safe and avoid contact attacks, an electrical current that strong is nothing to play with."

OOC: So yeah, if you don't mind it being team Viper that put Silence in his current condition then I provided an opening, if not then they were just running a similar program. Plenty of rich bastards in the world, ne? xD
 
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{ooc| No, Alter, that's brilliant! Great plan!}

Silence's rage, if anything, seemed to intensify as Valen said his name. He was shaking furiously, the electric still pouring off him in waves. It seemed almost infinite; who knew such a small, shy pokemon could hold so much anger, so much hatred, so much power.
{YOU'RE ONE OF THEM, AREN'T YOU? I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE! WHERE ARE MY SISTERS? WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?} he prowled towards Valen, head down, the others momentarily forgotton.

"if you really care about Silence then withdraw him!" Valen had shouted. His words finally seemed to get through. She stood up, shaking frantically, and pulled Silence's battered old ball from her belt.
"SILENCE, RETURN!" she shouted, and activated the ball's mechanism. Silence turned his gaze upon Rosairie, confusion evident in his eyes. For a moment, his pupils seemed to flicker, but then he glowed red and vanished into the circuilar ball. It shook feverishly for a moment, then fell still. "S-silence..." she whispered, and then collapsed onto her knees in a desperate heap. Her voice cracked and her words caught in her throat. "Silence...I... I..."
She covered her face with her hands.
The room looked eerily empty now, without Silence's electricity. It almost could have been a dream, it had happened that quickly.
 
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OOC: My goodness... poor Silence. ;_; He needs hugs!

Ah, Mika... that RP you speak of... I wouldn't be mad if something happened. Do what you gotta do. ^^; If you would like we can discuss the details of the 'situation' by PM or something. I'd rather not fill up Alter's RP with discussion of someone else's RP (even though he talked about it himself XD). EDIT: OH! I almost forgot! Good luck with the operation today Mika!! I hope everything goes well. *gives good luck hug*

On a side note, the radicalists in the middle east tick me off!! Not only do so many innocent people die because of their petty foolishness, but historical places are destroyed as well! Have some respect for life and culture... yeesh. T_T And there's good ol' USA being the ones who don't want a ceasefire. >.>

Anywhoo...


Reina
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Fighting? Kyoko thought that this was fighting? She really must not have seen too much of the world. Reina hadn't either, but her father and brothers had made sure she knew much of the world she hadn't seen much of.

"There are lots of things worth fighting for Kyoko," Reina said seriously to the girl as she began to wander off towards... somewhere. The stairwell? What was over there? It probably didn't matter though, and Reina turned her head back to Rosairie, who looked more and more like she was going to cry.

Reina had mixed feelings about this. For one, crying was hopelessly pathetic and she had the feeling that Rosairie probably used it to get her way like all those pathetic girls did. Secondly though, from the looks of her, she was trying hard not to cry; which meant that she at least had enough pride to worry about looking so vulnerable in front of the redhead. Still, what was Reina supposed to do? Surely Rosairie didn't expect her to go pat her on the back and tell her she was sorry, because that was not about to happen so long as Rosairie wore pink. Unfortunately, she came here to find out what was going on. Kyoko was obviously having some sort of odd, wimpy girl breakdown; and now Rosairie was becoming useless. Darn it, she wanted some answers!

"Get ahold of yours--!" Reina started to speak in a frustrated tone, figuring she should at least try to get the girl to stop. However, as Reina's hazel eyes drifted down to the Jolteon at the dissolving girl's side, she noticed that his expression was changing very dramatically. If it was one thing Reina could read well, it was pokemon body language. She had become somewhat of an expert with Pixie, considering before she learned a bit of the Staryu's language, all she had to go off of was a jeweled starfish body. Of course, a Jolteon and a Staryu were very different, but Silence's body language left little up to interpretation.

The girl took a step back, "What's wrong with him?!" she said loudly, not in a panicked voice, but more of a surprised one. That's when Silence seemed to explode in a tangled mess of lightning, the powerful force of the electricity sending a sharp blow through the air that knocked Reina right off of her feet.

"Oof!" she grunted, hitting the ground on her rump. She didn't fumble a moment and grabbed out a pokeball of hers. She could by no means use Pixie against that Jolteon, and she knew how well Tabansi fared against electric pokemon with his lightning rod-like horn... her only choice was her mother's Ninetails. Quickly she tossed it a few feet away from her and with a flash of light that seemed to pale in comparison to Silence's rage, Phoebe appeared.

Reina braced herself for a lot of pain-- that kind of uncontrollable power might not want to reach only one opponent at a time.

Phoebe stared at the Jolteon with all nine of her tails raised in anger, ready for an attack if ordered. Silence, however, had suddenly become preoccupied with someone else... Phoebe could tell who it was, but Reina was pretty focused on the blinding electricity surrounding Silence.

When it became obvious that he was conversing with someone, Reina let her eyes stray elsewhere, and noticed Seirini and Cespenar standing ready to battle. Reina dared not stand up yet though, she didn't want to look threatening to Silence. "Valen...?" she ventured, as it was the only explanation.

A few angry exchanges though, and Rosairie had effectively placed Silence back in his pokeball. Reina quickly stood up, trying not to look as if she had been cowering or something. Truly she hadn't of course, but she didn't want anyone getting the wrong idea.

Phoebe looked at Reina, {Look's like you didn't need me.} Reina nodded silently, but decided to keep the fox out for the time being. After that surprise, who knew what might be just around the bend. She looked over to the stairwell.

"Valen?" Reina said, ignoring Rosairie for the moment. The girl had really dissolved now, and Reina honestly didn't know what to do about it at the moment. She just wanted to acknowledge Valen's pressence and make sure Silence hadn't electrocuted the boy.

The large Ninetails near her looked sadly at the crumpled form of Rosairie. {Poor child... I hope she'll be all right. She looks absolutely miserable,} she said, shaking her head.
 
[OOC: I hope your operation goes well, Mika. ^-^]

Chain stood motionless, gazing at the WaiWai Inc. building as light poured from several of its windows and sparks strained at its cracks. Though his face showed no signs of emotion, his eyes seemed somehow troubled. I guess sooner or later something had to break . . . I just wonder what it was. The trainer's eyes shifted slightly, studying the outside of the building--even as the source of light suddenly vanished. It's difficult to determine. But, judging by the position of the light and different levels of energy, the source would probably be . . . Chain automatically reached for Abra's Pokeball before pausing. Neither he nor Abra were in peak condition, particularly for psychic activities. Aside from that, a sudden teleportation might worsen the situation. Lowering his hand, Chain shook his head slightly as though to clear his mind and brace himself for whatever he saw. Then, without a word, Chain started toward WaiWai Inc. Headquarters.

Chain approached the scene noiselessly, remaining in the shadows at somewhat of an angle to the others so as to avoid being noticed. Given everyone's current condition, however, he was not sure they would notice him if he strolled up to them directly. Usually the only one I would expect to notice me would be Valen. But, this tournament seems to have placed everyone on edge . . . Then again, most everyone seems a bit dazed at the moment. Chain's green-gold eyes narrowed upon a now-empty area from which a series of cracks and scorch-marks stretched. I take it that was where the source of energy stood. Within the next few seconds, Chain's eyes darted about, taking in any aspect of the situation he could. Roving from trainer to trainer, from Pokemon to Pokemon, and finally returning to the environment, Chain felt at least somewhat able to piece the event together.

So far, the only electric Pokemon I have seen any of them use is Silence, though they could easily have one I am not aware of. Still, given the size of the area at which the Pokemon stood, Silence's unstable condition, and Rosairie's breakdown, Silence still seems the most likely culprit. Chain's gaze lowered slightly. At the moment, it is probably best to let them works things out between themselves. I'll only intervene if I feel it necessary . . .
 
"About time..." Valen muttered as Rosairie finally withdrew her manic Jolteon, the boy visibly relaxing now that the treath was over. It wasn't like he had acknowledged being afraid or worried during the incident, but now that it was over...well, he couldn't deny that his reaction had seemed a bit...panciked, but he wasn't going to declare that to the whole world now, was it?

"Here." he replied simply at Reina's inqury, walking a bit closer to the scene, relieved to find that the girl hadn't come to any harm. The same could not be said for the staircase, however, what with several parts almost having been cleaved appart by the tremendous energy. It was questionable whether they were useable for ascent anymore, and Valen for one was not about to brave them without a very pressing reason.

"This is just a fine mess we're in, isn't it?" he began, but just then, he came to realize the true extent of Rosairie's breakdown and decided not to push the subject. They really needed to get moving fast if they wanted to get out of this without further consequences, and gibbering Rosairie - appealing though that image was - wouldn't exactly help it, "Here." he said simply, dropping the locket into Kyoko's lap, "You might want to talk to your nee-chan too." he added in a quiet voice, "It's not like she'll listen to anyone else." the boy raised his voice back to normal level, "So, is anyone else up for getting out of here before security arrives? I for one would rather not be caught dawdling around here."
 
OOC: OMG... I'm almost dead... the heat here is killing me... and my car being out of commission is making is difficult to buy groceries. My brother and I had to walk the long way to Safeway because of construction on our street in 41C (see, I converted it into Celcius for you smart Euro folks! XD BTW, it's 106F). Yeah... I'm dying. I have to water my rabbit's ears down every hour to keep him cool. Unfortunately, my house doesn't have central air conditioning. =P

Hope things are going well for Mika.


Reina
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After Valen let Reina know where he was, she quickly walked over to where he was, still unsure of what to do about Rosairie. She half-smiled at Valen's comment on their situation, "A mess indeed. Next time maybe I should just stay out of it; I seemed to have made it worse." She wanted to include a comment on how she was even being fairly nice to them for a change, but sticking it to Rosairie right now wasn't going to help.

Valen returned something to Kyoko, which made Reina frown a bit. When did Valen fetch things for that little girl? Oh, why couldn't Rosairie have told her what was going on instead of proceeding to bawl about her life?! She was so confused!

She definitely agreed with the boy when he spoke of getting out of the area. "I'm all for that! There're quite a few guards around this place and they'll no doubt be coming to check out what that explosion of lightning was." She was really curious as to why Silence had acted the way he did, but she figured such questions would have to wait for later.

Phoebe nodded, and stood up to get ready to move.
 
{ooc| It's hot here too - about 36C. That's veeery hot for Britain. My computer keeps randomly spazzing, it wouldn't let me post earlier... xP Maybe it's the heat?

Can we dedicate this page to Mika? As, y'know, she's probably not feeling too good. I hate hospitals, but I break something nearly every year. Two years ago the balcony railing I was leaning on broke and I fell one story and broke my collar bone. xD}

Rosairie's expression was completely blank.
Was it shock? Fear? It was hard to tell. She cradled Silence's pokeball to her chest in her cupped hands as if it was something fragile, yet dangerous. She wasn't looking at it, her strangely empty eyes staring off into the distance.

The pokemon she had raised from...practically the dead... her beautiful, ugly baby, who's eyes had always been so placid and actions had always been so tender, had been grinning with muderous glee less than a minute ago. If it hadn't been the crumbling stairwell ruins, she might have pretended it was a dream; how could she live without Silence? Without him, to pad after her on soundless paws, her life would be so... so strange. Yet now she was scared. Scared even to look at his ball.
Everyone was leaving.
Go away, she willed them.
 
-OoC-

x-x Well it was only an appointment and they've now decided they can't do crap. (Moronic doctor told me to just "live" with being unable to see out of my left eye clearly. Oh. And the guy treated my like an idiot. xx; He made me read this stupid children's story and I couldn't make out some of the words so he read it to me. >.< and he was all "condenscending"

I can read.

Preferably larger print.

But I can read. >.<

Oh. And I jsut found out my knee cartilage is eating itself to nothingness. -.- and if it hurts as bad as it has been for a month or so more I gotta get another MRI done on it. -.- MRI's = migraines = unhappy Mika. But if the mri turns up something nasty, I'm looking at knee surgery.

I'm accident prone. -.- I'm used to it. And it's all so confusing. >-< So please huggies? DDDD:

>-> dedicate this page to me and I'll STAB YOU ALL.

Yeah. I'll pm you later Melissa. -.- Because I'm ready to stab something.

I'll post once I'm done shootin people in a first person shooter game.
 
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