Fragments (Invitational)

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I listened to Aislings vision. I never believed in this psychic stuff, unless it came from pokemon, like an Alakazam or something, but I wasn't about to say aloud 'wow. That's a load of bull right there' to her face. So instead I picked up the bowl, deposited it in one of my many pockets and walked to the edge of the cave, one hand on the wall as I stared out at the forest, then up at the sky. It was so black...like a curtain had been tossed right over it. I had never believed that there was anything else but black that could be in that sky. But now I was running from a load of idiots because I had the light inside of me. Inside of me.

I ripped my gaze from the sky and back down to the forest. We were hiding from everyone. So what happened if we were hiding from the one person who could fix all this nonsense? I glanced back inside the cave, my expression blank as I tried to find anything special about them, anything that could've shown blatantly that they had these lights in them in which the lights in the sky would orginate from. I turned back around. Looked like a bunch of ordinary teenagers to me. Sure the girl who had said we needed to leave first had white hair, but I could always brush that off as genetics, and the new guy had blue and silver hair, but there was still something called hair-dye. Aislings eyes were freaky, but that could be genetic as well.

I stared harder at the forest, looking for any kind of sign of those freaks. Blair and Byte paused their feud to watch me interestedly. I glanced at them and nodded. They bounded over to the girl with the whtie hair, took one whiff and raced each other to the edge of the cliff. Byte struggled to stop before getting sent off the edge of the cliff, but Blair held out a paw which slammed into Byte's face and muzzle. Blair held a serious expression, unlike his usual tempermental one, and stared out at the forest as intently as I had. His staring was probably more useful then mine though.

Blair's head snapped toward my right, indicating that he smelled the most of the white haired girl's smoky scent from that direction. Either that was where the hunters were, or that was where she'd escaped from the hunters.

Turning around with a passive expression I was about to ask her if that was where she'd come from, or if those were the hunters, but, I decided not to, and simple sat back down. Blair and Byte hurried inside and sat beside me, their feud forgotten.

I would've guessed that the smoky smell wasn't just coming from the campfire, but the smoke on the white haired- oh! Kyra. That was her name, that's right. But anyway, if Kyra used a smoke screen, the hunters are naturally going to smell like smoke as well. It was simple logic and all you needed was two good bloodhounds. Except when they disagreed, then you had a problem.

<'You're not gonna say anything? About where they are?'> Byte asked, incredibly fast.

<'Don't be stupid.'> Blair barked my answer for me, <'They can tell just by the way I was looking you don't have to say anything, and if they missed it well tough luck! It's Kirux she's not going to say anything unless she feels like it.'>

Or if I had to. But for me, everyone else's lives in danger, didn't neccissarily mean that I had to say anything. If they were headed in the wrong direction and I knew, unless I wanted to go the right way, then I wouldn't say anything, I'd just go along. After all, the only one that every complained was Trin, who hated walking around for no reason. And then, all three of Trin's heads would start to get annoyed with me, one by one, so that at points in time, the walking would grow awkward and lopsided.
 
"Oh no, it's quite good." Satoru replied as Kyra apologized for the soup, the boy's comment deriving at least some measure of credibility from the fact that he had finally managed to get the soup into his bowl and actually tasted it - well, more like sipped absent-mindedly, but still, "Don't mind Camoran's muttering, he's always cranky on starless nights." which, of course, was to say that the Espeon was cranky constantly, but suitably subtle to ensure that the psychic type wouldn't catch on, "So we're moving again?" the boy added as Kyra proceeded to make her announcement, followed by the sudden appearance of Raito which he only acknowledged with one of his usual absent-minded waves, his expression growing a bit more attentive, although by the tone of his voice one could have thought that they were all setting off on a merry little vacation, "Where to?" there was no time for an answer, however, as Aisling had finally pieced together her own sentence and consequently uttered it.

{For once I agree with shell-head over there.} Camoran remarked at Irikail's last comment, having just finished his soup despite the lengthy stream of insults he had sent towards it, {That loony lady has all the psychic power of an old boot. And it's strange how she remembered this 'vision' right after someone else brought the information, wouldn't you say?} He had been quite aware of the Irikail staring at him and it was getting on his nerves...especially that smug expression the Slowking always seemed to have on his face. Slowking...he scoffed reproachfuly, the name alone should have been enough proof of the creature's feeble and inferior mind, but he knew that informing a fools of their foolishness was about as productive as banging your head against a concrete wall. He would know...he had, after all, been forced to live with that insufferable Duskull for years now and the specter was as uneducated as ever. Still, at least Yoru had the good sense to keep quiet, which was more than could be attributed to-no wait, Irikail had kept quiet most of the time, but that look...yes, an expression like that spoke as loudly as any words would, the insufferable braggart. Why he himself would never stoop to such pompous manners...after all, anyone with the least bit of sense could see that he, Camoran, was clearly the most intelligent one in the group.

"Oh, so there were no words?" Satoru commented as Aisling had finished speaking, completely ignoring his Espeon who had now taken up mumbling for himself, "Well, thank your father for the rest of us the next time you see him, allright?" there wasn't even the faintest trace of sarcasm or mockery in his voice, which, in turn, lead to Camoran gaining new fuel for his frustration.
 
Raito had never been one for blind optimism, yet it somehow seemed a smile could always come easily to his face. Direct and honest, Raito's friendliness felt as though it came from a source deeper and more real than the darkness, giving him an air of sincerity.

Casting a brief glance toward Kirux and her Pokemon, Raito set his backpack on the ground and seated himself wordlessly beside the fire. Then, picking up a loaf of bread, the trainer nibbled the edge thoughtfully as he listened to Aisling give an account of her vision. Setting the bread atop his backpack, Raito waited until Satoru had finished speaking before adding, "I remember you told us once that your psychic traits are hereditary. Makes sense for one psychic to contact another, ne?"

After a sufficient pause, Raito's eyes shifted toward Kirux, silver lights beginning to shimmer faintly in their depths. Kirux and her Pokemon all seemed to be focusing their attention in a single direction, though none of them appeared to be intending to address the group. Fingering his bread lightly in one hand, Raito casually commented--moving his gaze slightly away from Kirux as he did so--, "Whatever direction the hunters decide to come at us from, one thing is certain. With the forest being so dark, our camp stands out like a roman candle. Even if our enemies do have lights, they're smart enough to extinguish them as soon as they sight us."

A half smile tugged apologetically at the male's features as he shrugged. "Sorry to sound so negative. Just sayin'."
 
(I am the last one to join; Alana has approved of me, so please don't bash me or anything.)

Name: Samantha Oak
Age: Sevemteen
Gender: Female
Pokemon:
:t154: Petal - Petal was Samantha's first Pokemon. She obtained her as a Chikorita before she became 'popular' as a fragment holder. This Meganium is calm and peaceful, though a little shy. She does not trust very many humans other than Samantha and the other fragment holders.

:t094: Fright - Despite being a ghost Pokemon, Fright is actually quite friendly and lovable. He is able to project illusions, but he can only make them last for up to three minutes before they vanish.

:t038: Kitsune - This Ninetails is very protective or her Trainer and her allies. She will not allow others to get close to Samantha unless she tells Kitsune otherwise. Kitsune also loves to battle and train.

:t334: Sky - The flying member of Samantha's team. This Altaria has a tendancy to be a little too trusting of others, however. She almost ended up exposing Samantha because she wanted to befriend a hunter's Pokemon. She has become more mature since the, but she is still not perfect.

:t133: Luna - Samantha named this Pokemon after the ancient moon as a symbol of hope that light could be restored to the world without her having to sacrifice herself. This Eevee is not interested in evolving and has claustrophia. As a result, she stays outside with Samantha rather than in a Pokeball.

:t031: Toxin - The swimming member of Samantha's team, thanks to the Surf HM. This Nidoqueen is very thick-headed and stubborn, but loyal to Samantha.
Personality: Samantha is usually very calm and peaceful, in spite of her being in grave danger every single day her life. She is also very optimistic and believes that there is some way for the stone fragments to be extracted from their holders' bodies without killing them. She dreams of one day living to see the sun and moon shine again.
Description: Samantha is a little short for her age, standing at about five feet, three inches tall. Her eyes are a shade of pure blue and covered by a pair of glasses. Her strawberry blonde hair is about waist length and usually let down. Because she is constantly on the run and does not have space to carry much of a wardrobe, she wears the same clothing every day. The only outfi that she ever wears consists of a purple T-shirt over a blue long-sleeve shirt, blue jeans, and white sneakers. She wears a gold locket on a chain around her neck.
Other: Samantha is the descendant of Daisy Oak, and therefore Professor Oak as well. Though the Oak family line lost its fame over the years, it has become well-known once again due to Samantha being a fragment holder.

(I'm a little confused; I'm not sure whether the campsite is in a cave or a forest.. and that's after I read everything twice. I'm assuming it's a forest.)
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Samantha carefully crept through the underbrush of the forest. She tried as hard as she could to not make a sound as she moved, since the hunters were only a few yards away. She had hoped to get back to the campsite sooner, but Luna had been distracted by a Pecha Berry plant. The little Eevee certainly did enjoy the sweet taste of Pecha Berries. The plants had somehow adapted to be able to perform photosynthesis with the little artificial light created by humanity.

However, the girl accidentally snapped a twig as she crawled, which created a noise. One of the hunter's lights instantly flared in her direction. Luckily, Samantha's form was vieled by the bushes. "It must have been a wild Pokemon," she heard a voice declare. That was close. She knew where the campsite was, and just to her luck, she was not far from it now. But that meant that the hunters were also near to it. At least they were not aware of her presence... yet.

After a few more minutes of crawling, Samantha and Luna emerged from the bushes. They had made it safely back to the others. "Sorry I took so long. I would have brought back soem berries for us, but Luna ate them all. I hope we still have some food."

Samantha looked back at the forest for a moment. There weren't any signs of the hunters' lights now. "I saw some hunters close by here, but they don't seem to have discovered us... yet. I could have Fright make an illusion of some trees to hide us, but it won't last long.... But I have an idea. If we combine the powers of all of our psychic and ghost Pokemon, maybe we can make an illusion that won't disappear after just a few minutes."
 
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OOC: Hi WW, and yeppers, we're in a forest.


Aisling
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"Oh no, no words were needed!" Aisling went on, "Yeah!" The 'yeah' at the end was more to convince herself of her tale rather than Satoru. She nodded about telling her father thanks, and felt there was no more need comment. Raito spoke up too; oh how she was so happy that people were interested! So many times had she disappointed her own parents with that fact that she had never had the psychic abilities they had.

"That's true!" she said in her usual, soft, slow voice, "It all has to do with gen-et-tics. Yeah, gen-et-tics is when you get traits that rub off on you from your parents' jeans!" She nodded to herself, thinking that she looked quite smart. In truth she had no idea what genetics were, only that they passed things down through families.

{Guh! What? That's the biggest load of Tauros manu-- Nummers!} Irikail said loudly, noticing that Nummers the Numel had proceeded to stick his nose right up to the pot of soup. Given the chance, he would eat it all and leave none for anyone else.

Aisling turned her head for a moment, though she was still smiling placidly from her fake knowledge, and saw what Irikail was making a commotion about. "Oh don't worry Irikail, I'll take care of it," she said calmly, digging in her dark brown sidebag's pocket for a pokeball.

Irirkail didn't think that she would be fast enough, so he ran over to Nummers, and tried to distract him. {Nummers! Cease and desist from eating that slop! There's better food to be had... really! Um... cake! There's cake!} the Slowking said quickly, trying to think of something that would attract the Numel.

Nummers tilted his large, yellow head to the side. {Cake?} he mumbled, thinking this was better than soup.

Meanwhile Aisling was still looking through her bag, pausing to look at things she had forgotten she had, "Oh wow! I forgot I had this pipe cleaner! Hm... why do I have pipe cleaner?" She barely even noticed that Samantha had walked in, suggesting something about an illusion. If such a thing happened, surely they wouldn't be able to do it without Aisling's psychic prowess.

Irikail sighed and hoped this wouldn't take long. Nummers was easily distracted, but there was no telling what the beast would do.
 
OOC: Jeans? Lol, Aisling is so much fun to read. If this were a certain other character of mine she wouldn't get off so easily either. xD As for you, WW, I suppose you can't really be faulted since one of the on-time members hasn't posted a single IC yet. Where did she dissapear anyway? o.O Oh well, welcome aboard, I guess, although the cast is getting definitely female-dominant.

IC:

"Jeans, huh?" Satoru echoed at Aisling's explanation about genetics, "But mum never wore jeans, does that mean all my genes come from dad, then?"

{Boy...} Camoran muttered, {Sometimes I simply can't tell whether you're being serious or not, and considering my intellect that's quite the accomplishment on your part. Can't you see that she's making all of this up?}

The boy didn't get around to answering this question either, however, as yet another one of their companions entered camp. The boy blinked, just now they had thought that the only one missing was Suneora, but this certainly wasn't her. Apparently he wasn't the only one who's thoughts had been straying.

"Illusions, huh?" he asked, his interest now sparked. Satoru had always enjoyed sleights and magic tricks of all kinds, so a gathered illusion certainly appealed to him, "Camoran can pull off a pretty long-lasting Substitute, really, but were you thinking of something grander?"

{For the first time today, the boy is speaking sense.} the Espeon declared, taking up an even haughtier posture than before as his psychic powers were mentioned, {I disagree with needing the others, though. These amateurs would no doubt merely interfer with my own splendid and infinitely delicate work. You see, in powers of the mind a key factor is-}

"Hana, no!"

The sun pokémon flinched visibly at his trainer's interruption, somewhat surprised by the firm and commanding tone as he turned to glare angrily at the boy. Satoru himself had other things on his mind, however, mainly, the thick, green vine which had noislessly slithered down the trunk of a nearby tree and had just been in the process of wrapping itself around Luna's waist.

"Put the nice Eevee down." the boy persisted sternly, the vine's grip faultering slightly and a tired mumbling, just barely audible, coming from the treetop, "No, don't taste her." Satoru maintained, rapping the vine gently but firmly with his right backhand, "Luna is not for eating. Put her down."

There was another disgruntled mumble, after which the vine retracted itself in the same silent and swift manner that it had appeared.

"Aww...don't be like that." the boy said, his usual cheerful manner quickly returning, "Come down and have some soup instead."

Another mumble became audible, accompanied by the brief appearance of two bleary eyes, opened just slightly before closing again.

"Really?" Satoru replied, frowning, "Well...yeah, when you put it like that I suppose that would count as cannibalism. How about some bread, then?" he held up a piece towards the tree.

A last tired mumble, clearly negative, constituted Hana's reply, the Victreebel quickly returning to her usual state of sleeping.

"Sorry about that." Satoru said, turning towards Samantha and grinning apologetically, "Hana has...hunting instincts, but don't worry, she's a real sweetheart once you get to know her."
 
"An illusion, huh?" Raito echoed quietly. After a moment of thought, he replied, "Sounds like a pretty good idea. I mean, it would help hide us from our enemies." The trainer put one hand behind his neck and gave his usual placating half-smile as he asked, "But, then how would our other friend find us?" At this point, Raito laughed slightly before lowering his hand as another notion occurred to him. Brushing a few strands of hair behind one ear, he lifted his eyes toward the dark, empty sky--silver still glittering in his eyes as though his eyes had stolen the stars that once belonged to the heavens. The laughter remaining at the back of his voice, Raito commented, "Y'know, it's harder being a fugitive than I thought it would be."

In surprising contrast to his previous slow pace, Raito finished half his bread in a few bites. Then, wrapping what remained in a brown piece of paper bag, the trainer stored it in his backpack for a future meal. Slinging his backpack over one shoulder as he stood, Raito began to turn away from the fire. "Since the hunters are getting that close, Samantha's right in saying that we should do something. I did plan on trying to find Suneora, but I'm no good at that type of thing." The trainer flicked his wrist once. Suddenly, a pokeball was held in his hand. "So, I think I'll go say 'hey' to the hunters." An expression almost edging on a grin crossed Raito's features. "Don't worry. I won't be back until I'm sure I've lost them. But someone good at tracking should probably try to find Suneora before then."

With a last laugh, Raito vanished into the forest.
 
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OOC: Doomo sumimasen. Sorry for not posting--you can blame both my computer for its internet not working for the past few days, and this RPG for going so fast...
IC:

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It had been quite a few hours since the stars had vanished and been blocked by the clouds which seemed to laugh evilly from above with a slight tone of sinister red in their colour. Su-Kanaori, the little S Unown, was the only one of the group delighted by this, as it "presented an aura of great anticipation of mystery". Sureana and Runaito didn't seem to mind it that much either--they just floated or walked along normally. Kaleni and Asachiwa were disappointed at this, as Kaleni thought it not as beautiful as it would have been if cloudless, and Asachiwa found it kind of hard to meditate under these conditions, as if the clouds blocked the very magical essence that normally emanated from the heavens. Suthemai, however, was frightened and thus walked nervously alongside Suneora. Those two led thr group through the dark forest because Suthemai could light up so the group could see their way. Runaito and Sureana occasionally complained about this though, as they were more used to darkness than everyone else.

Suddenly, the bored Haunter floated over to Suneora and licked her on the head. Suneora was stunned for a few seconds, but she didn't scream or freak out like most people would, especially in this setting.
"Lumore-yo la kata-mi, tabai?" (A lover of darkness, right?) As with anything that was not thought before saying, Suneora folllowed the nature of speaking in her first language, which she still did occasionally, especially when talking to her Pokemon. Perhaps this was why all their nicknames came from that language too. Suneora laughed at the thought of this--the name "Sureana" meant "demonic", and her naughty little Haunter was certainly acting like a demon just now. How appropriate.
"You still know your Lick attack, after this time," Suneora commented.
<"I never forget,"> Sureana replied. <"Maybe it was all of Sukana's riddles, must have sharpened my mind over time."> Sureana was talking about Su-Kanaori; she always liked to shorten things.
<"A swordsman swings his sword the most often at his apprentice,"> Su-Kanaori commented.
<"I always have to correct you,"> Kaleni criticized, <"you and Suneora that is. Your riddles are so annoying--I have enough to deal with by correcting Suneora on her speech.">
<"The one who questions the work at hand becomes the least adept at what heshe has to accomplish,"> the Unown replied. Kaleni groaned.
<"Maybe you're just cranky because the stars aren't out,"> Runaito assumed.
<"I agree,"> Asachiwa, the Medicham, agreed. <"This is not a pleasant atmosphere. Perhaps some troublesome people are near, or this is the territory of angry Pokemon.">
"I hope it's the last one," Suneora hoped. "I hope it's not pa patsu that wants the Sun Stone pieces."
<"Person,"> Kaleni corrected, <"not 'patsu'. And remember 'a, an, the'.">
"Patsu, person, they sound so similar..." Suneora mumbled. "I like patsu better as it refers more to any individual..."
<"That would have to be a vampire or something,"> Sureana laughed. <"It is your blood that is so valuable.">
<"But there aren't any such creatures,"> Suthemai the Illumise said in a slightly scared tone. <"The closest thing I can think of is a Golbat, and what would they want with...">
<"She didn't say it had to be a vampire,"> Kaleni commented. <"Maybe a person with a syringe would do.

After much walking, Runaito saw a light coming from between some trees. To the Persian, it looked like a spot where many people were hanging out. Runaito, therefore, called to the group to check it out. The group followed cautiously, but Asachiwa stayed behind, for she had sensed something coming from the other direction. Footsteps, many footsteps. The look on the Medicham's face was one of bewilderment, as if she had seen a terrible omen.
"Wait, Asachiwa," Suneora halted the group and pointed to Asachiwa. And as she signaled to the group to wait a bit, she herself walked up to Asachiwa and saw, much to her surprise, three men carrying lanterns. Behind them were three Houndoom.
"People..." Suneora noticed.
<"They are up to no good, I can feel it,"> Asachiwa confirmed, sounding very sure of herself. <"They are looking for you.">
"Hunters," Suneora said to the group.
<"Let's run,"> Suthemai suggested.
"Let's not," Suneora declared, a firm tone in her voice. "If we run, they find them." Suneora pointed to the camp. "I have another plan."

This was the advantage of knowing another language: as Suneora discussed her plans with her Pokemon, if the men overheard they would not be able to understand what she was saying anyway. As the men began to approach the group, Suneora finished this discussion.
"Runaito, go!" Suneora commanded in a sharp whisper. And with that, the Persian ran towards the camp, trying to keep as quiet as possible. Luckily, she was not detected by the men who had now seen Suneora.
"That is one of the descendants," one of the men said to the other two, pointing at Suneora.
"Let's get 'em," the other two confirmed. And with that, the three Houndoom leapt out until they surrounded Suneora, as well as the little Illumise that was clutching her leg.
<"You will have to fight us first!"> Asachiwa demanded as she stepped closer to the Houndoom.

"Hiya!" While Asachiwa was walking towards the Houndoom, one of the men made a sound like a pop gun going off. It was a gun--with, just as Kaleni had mentioned, a syringe in it, aimed at Suneora. But before this could hit, Asachiwa used her Psychic to stop it, and also to break its needle. After this, she, Sureana, and Su-Kanaori proceeded to fight the Houndoom. Sureana started off with a rather annoying Taunt attack--she made rude noises and the silliest faces imaginable, causing the Houndoom to stare at her angrily. All at once, they made to charge at her all at once, but they went right through her ghostly body and instead crashed into another, which especially hurt because of their horns.

While this confusion was going on, Runaito had already reached the camp, and she immediately explained the Hunters' arrival to a few Pokemon that were there: a Numel, an Espeon, a Victreebel, and an Eevee were among them. These Pokemon in turn talked to their own trainers about the situation, except the Numel who was too dull to do much about it.
<"Then we should keep our voices down,"> said a Slowking to some of the people there.
"I agree, we might be seen by them," one girl named Samantha replied.

Back in the scene of battle, Suneora and Kaleni had also made good use of this confusion. Suneora sat atop Kaleni's back. Then Kaleni flew up, as fast as she could so she could be out of Flamethrower range of the Houndoom. Then she turned around when she was quite a ways off the ground, but close enough so she could see what was going on on the ground.

Asachiwa was having an easy time fighting off one of the Houndoom. She kept dodging Flamethrowers and Crunches and dealing super-effective Hi Jump Kicks to the devilish dogs. Sureana put her Houndoom to sleep by using Hypnosis and was proceeding to give it a Nightmare. Usually in a situation like this she would use Dream Eater instead, but psychic attacks weren't effective on Dark-type Pokemon like Houndoom. Su-Kanaori had the most difficult time fighting its Houndoom because its Hidden Power was Psychic-type, but it found a creative way of fighting: it combined its own attack with Flamethrowers and sent the new energy to the Houndoom as an attack. Though the attack was quite effective, though, the Unown did get bitten by the Houndoom once, which had nearly caused it to faint. But luckily, Suthemai was there. She did something that would have amazed Asachiwa if she wasn't absorbed in the battle: she caused the clouds to part until they made a hole, through which the near-full moon shone brightly in the night sky. This had a rather soothing effect on Su-Kanaori, as all Moonlight techniques would do. Anyways, after this, Sureana's Houndoom fainted in its sleep, Asachiwa KO'd hers with a Mega Kick, and the third Houndoom KO'd itself by running headlong into a tree (it had been Confuse Rayed by Suthemai). After the battle was over, the three men groaned and returned their Houndoom to their Pokeballs.
"We'll be back, and you won't be lucky!" the three men announced as they left.

Suthemai gave the signal by shining her light. After a while, Suneora and Kaleni were back on the ground, and not too long after that, the whole group had walked into the camp where the rest of the stone-possessors were. By that time, all the food had been eaten already, but the new arrivals didn't seem to mind all that much.
"Don't worry," Suneora reassured--she was talking to Kyra. "My Pokemon have defeated the three men, so they cannot intrude."
 
Samantha was doubly relieved. First, Luna was safe and sound after being almost digested by a Victreebel. Second, Sureana had returned safely to the campsite and reported that she had taken care of the hunters who were tracking them. Of course, there was risk involved in that as well. Unless her Pokemon had killed them, which was unlikely, they had run off. And now they knew that the shard holders location, how much longer would it be before they returned with backup? Still, Samantha was not the kind of person to become enraged at Sureana. She made a mistake, but they could probably deal with it. "Um... Sureana," she said in a calm tone of voice. "I'm not sure if that was the wisest course of action. What if they call for backup and come back in a much larger group? We could have a large scale battle on our hands."

The good news was that the hunters were gone for the moment. Until they arrived with backup, the shard holders would be safe. But as usual, it was not a time to celebrate. Raito had wandered off accomplish what Sureana had already done- hopefully he would return quickly. There was no longer a need to create an illusion at the moment, but it was best to be prepared just in case.

Samantha unclipped a Pokeball from her belt and pressed the button on the front, causing a Gengar to appear in a flash of white light. "Okay, Fright," Samantha told her Pokemon. "I might need you to create an illusion later. Some other Pokemon in our group are going to help too, so it might last longer. We'll need to hide this campsite."

She now turned her attention to the other members of the group. "They hunters may be gone for now, but I'm sure that they will be back in a larger group. If we follow that illusion idea I suggested, I think we'll be safe as long as they don't have a Noctowl or another Pokemon with Foresight.
 
OOC: Oookay...Ninetales, I don't know what kind of RPing you are used to but over here, controlling other people's characters without permission is not acceptable. That's godmodding, and it has been specifically forbidden in the RP rules so please edit that, because last I checked Irikail and Samantha were not your characters. NOTHING ticks me off like godmodding. <<
 
Raito stood motionless and silent in the darkness, his eyes half-closed and his ears alert for any sound. Crushing leaves, snapping twigs, voices forcibly lowered to irate murmurs . . . People were approaching. Three, judging by what he could hear. Slipping behind a thick tree trunk, Raito continued to listen carefully. Though he could not hear all of what was being said, it seemed the men had been defeated by a female fragment-bearer who had a Medicham, a Haunter, and an Unown."

Suneora . . . If she went by here, my guess is she was on her way back to camp. I wonder is she arrived yet . . . As the light of men's lanterns changed angles, Raito risked a glance at them. After a moment of indecision, his eyes narrowed slightly. Either way, there is something I need to find out.

Waiting until the men had continued on, Raito began to trail them at a distance, moving as quietly as possible. Though his gaze was most often focused intently upon those he pursued, he never forgot to check his surroundings. Kneeling behind a thorn bush, the trainer mused wordlessly, "Up until now, we've been tracked by a number of different people in different groups of different sizes. Since Suneora defeated the men who were nearest our camp, we should be safe for the moment. I hope the battle didn't make the men suspicious about the camp's location, though I find that the lower grunts such as them rarely have that type of reasoning capability." Staying low, Raito slipped wraith-like to a new location. At the moment, my main worry is that there might be more people in this forest who are looking for us--and what could happen if those men report the sighting to someone else.

Here, Raito paused. Previously, there had been three light sources--the lanterns held by the men. Now, other light sources could be seen clustered together farther ahead. And, drifting on a faint breeze to join the lights were a number of muttering voices. Looks like those men are moving toward the other lights. I wonder if that was where everyone was meeting. Raito straightened slowly. I know that the others are probably expecting me back at camp now. But, since our camp is probably safe for the moment . . . Well, this opportunity is just too good to pass up.
 
OOC: Sorry I took so long to reply. I've been lazy. :P Ninetails, I'm glad you finally posted. Alter Ego is right about the powerplaying thing but because it was only two lines of speech it's not that big a deal. ^_^ Just try to avoid doing it in the future.

IC: Kyra tapped her finger against her arm, thinking hard. Suneora had finally arrived but Raito was no longer here. The hunters had been driven out of their area for the moment but she was sure there were others around. If only they were all there, they could leave. She sighed and closed her eyes. There was no point in brooding over it. What had happened had happened and there was nothing they could do about it.

A soft nicker made Kyra turn. She smiled as Sacred shook her beautiful head and and stared at her. "I know, I wanna get out of here too. We just have to wait for Raito. Once he gets back, we can leave." The Rapidash nodded and lowered her head back to the ground. She snorted and closed her eyes.

Kyra smiled at her for a moment or two then turned back to the people in the camp. They were all discussing ways to keep the hunters from finding them, but she didn't think this was the best topic. She considered for a few moments then spoke in a quiet voice, "I think we shoud leave. As soon as Raito comes back we should douse the fire and get out of here. The sky is the best choice. We all have flying Pokemon, right? And even if they can't support your weight you can still ride with some one else. Chances are there are too many hunters around to try to get away by land."
 
ooc: i have made some changes to my pokemon, i hope its ok. i have swapped my pidgeot for a starmie and my two starmies are brother and sister. i have given my pokemon names. my umbreons are also brother and sister.

Pokemon: Starmie (male, Storm) , Starmie (female, Thorns) , umbreon (female, Shadow) , umbreon (male Midnight) , Flareon (female, Flare) , Houndoom (male, Doom)

and in my post below Thorns is green and storm is grey.
IC:
Resting with her back against a tree cassie closes her eyes and a taps two pokeballs on her belt. Her closed eyelids start glowing purple and orange, "Storm, Thorns we are going to be moving again. Kyra thinks we should go from the air. Will one of you be able to do it? Or should we stay on the ground as a distraction, to help the others get away?"

Both starmies reply "thank you for consulting us cassie, we both appreciate it."
"I personally think we should stay on the ground as a distraction, I do not like heights and I should think my brother doesn't either, we are water pokemon not flying pokemon."
"I agree with my sister,I would rather fight than go way up high. Please pass thise onto Kyra. Thank you cassie"

nodding to her self cassie's eyelids become normal. Walking over to Kyra, cassie explains what she and her two starmies would rather do instead of going into the air.
 
"I have a flying Pokemon, but I think Sky is sleeping now," Samantha responded. "Flying away is not the best option now. Besides, we can't leave until Raito comes back. We can't just leave him behind."

With the possibility of more hunters coming towards them, Samantha thought relocating was a good idea, but it was not best to do it by air, and it would not be right to leave Raito behind. He was their ally, and if he was to be captured, she would feel guilt whether it was her fault or not.

And once Raito would return, flying would not be the best method of relocating at the moment. Most bird Pokemon were only active during the daytime... well back when it was possible to tell whether it was day or night. With the sun and moon gone, everything was all mixed up. "I recall passing a river on our way to this campsite. Perhaps it would be easier for us to swim downstream a little once Raito returns. I don't own any water Pokemon, but my Nidoqueen is able to Surf."

Samantha had conflicting feelings. She hoped that the others wouldn't leave Raito behind. Up until now, they had stuck together and looked out for each other so carefully. But now, they were in the face of approaching danger. Would they care only about themselves in a life or death situation? Samantha wanted to see her allies safe... all of them. She believed the others cared about Raito as much as she did, but she was not completely sure now.
 
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OOC: Zuuu... erm, yeah, I'll just ignore the line that Irikail was supposed to have said. XD


Aisling
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"Got it!" Aisling said with her usual smile, holding up a pokeball, "Return Nummers...!" If Satoru's Victreebell couldn't eat a little someone else's Eevee, then Nummers couldn't everyone else's soup.

There was a small pile of strange objects that had been pulled from her bag in an attempt to find the elusive pokeball. Aisling placed the Numel's pokeball back into the messy bag it came from, and began placing the rest of the things in there.

When the subject turned to flying away, Aisling's mind slowly thought of her flying pokemon, Faafi. The rather large Farfetch'd was a good friend of hers, and though she couldn't fly on top of her persay... she was quite effective at taking her distances via Aisling's flying straps. Her straps went around Aisling's upper torso, and it was all connected to a bar coming off her back. This bar would be held by Faafi like a perch, and so she could carry Aisling like a package through the air. It might have been a little more uncomfortable for both involved, but Faafi had gotten used to it by now.

Then Samantha brought up the fact that Raito was gone, and that maybe they should go by river. Aisling wasn't very smart in situations like this, though she could try and psychically tell which way was better, but one vision was enough for one day.

{This conversation is going to go nowhere unless someone makes a decision,} Irikail said with his arms folded, {Aisling, tell them I prefer the water. We all know that Faafi is a pain to bring out.} His eyes were closed, and his expression seemed to indicate that Faafi was a pain especially to him.

"Heh, you're so funny Irikail," Aisling said with a chuckle. She ignored his request but did want to speak up about the situation. "I don't know much about which way would be better, but if Raito hasn't come back, it's probably for a good reason," the girl said softly, her placid smile back.

Irikail looked a little surprised. {You thought of that on your own?} he said to her, his eyes back open.

"Well yeah," she said, turning her head to him, "He could be staring at a really neat leaf. Or, he could be thinking about where rocks come from."

{Guh...,} the Slowking sighed, {Nevermind. But really, let's get out of here. Now that we've been discovered, AND someone's actually tried to fight them off, they'll be back with more people than before! They won't give up until they find us. The others never did.}

Aisling nodded and turned to the others, "Irikail says 'Guh...' and that we should 'nevermind'."

{NO! That's not what I said!} Irikail said angrily.

"Oh," Aisling spoke up again, "And he said we should get outta here because... um, something about that more of them will come probably and they won't give up."
 
"Mmph! Watch it!" A hoarse whispered crawled through the darkness as a heavily built man of about forty felt another form bump into him. Turning irritably, the man's eyes narrowed in an attempt to see the culprit. Amidst the thick blackness, however, anything was difficult to see.

"Sorry," came a low reply, the voice resembling a male of about thirty. "But it's kinda hard to see right now, ya know?"

"Yeah," the man agreed. "The boss said we should stop using our lights once we got farther out, though. So, it's not like we can do anything about it." He grunted in resignation. "Whether we use our lights or not, it seems pretty hopeless. I haven't seen any sign of those brats. Feels like a wild goose chase, if you ask me."

"No kidding. Makes me think we're all just chasing each other around this accursed place." The other form lightly kicked a rock, sending it rolling across the forest loam. Then, it paused, seemingly in thought. "Although . . . "

"Although what?" the man questioned eagerly, ready for any new information to help relieve the boredom of hours of searching.

"I heard this piece of information I thought might be useful. There were these three guys who came back to the meeting spot a while back, talking to each other all secretive. They said they wanted to see the boss right away, and weren't willing to tell anyone why." While his features could not be seen amidst the darkness, the speaker seemed to be smiling as he continued, "Now, I didn't hear everything they said. But, when they couldn't talk to the boss, they started whispering to each other again. Apparently they came across one of those kids and got thrashed pretty badly. Still, their trip wasn't a total waste, since on their way back, they overheard two other kids whispering to each other something about going north from here."

"Really?" the older man whispered in disbelief, halting in his tracks. "Heh, those glory hogs. I bet right now they're going back with new Pokemon to try to capture those brats. And, even if they fail, they're the only ones who know where our prey'll be headed next."

"Exactly. Or at least, that's what they think. But, we're not about to let them get away with that." Laying a hand on the heavy man's shoulder, the familiar smile crept over the figure's darkened features. "You see, we're going to spread the word to everyone about those kids going north. That way, their secret information won't be so secret anymore."

The man's features lit up with understanding as he murmured, "Yeah, that should do . . . Not a bad plan."

"Heh. Definately not. Once a rumor is started, there's no tracing it back to the origin. You and I'll be safe from the three, and their plan will be ruined. Now, I'll go keep an eye on those guys to make sure they're not hiding anything else. You spread the word over here, alright?"

"Got it. I'll radio you if--" The older man paused, checking his side in confusion. "My radio's gone!"

"What?" came the equally surprised reply. "You must have dropped it when we bumped into each other. Sorry about that, mate."

After a moment of discontented grumbling, the man finally replied, "It's fine. Wasn't your fault, I guess. Anyway, I'll see if I can find the other guys and talk to them."

"Right. I'm counting on you." The shadowed figure vanished into the forest.

Making his way quietly through the darkness, Raito's voice returned to it's normal tone as he mumbled, "After all, without you, my plan just wouldn't work." He hefted the man's radio in his hand once before switching it off.

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"Alright, so there's good news and bad news." Raito strolled into the camp of fragment-bearers, shifting the strap of his backpack as he continued, "Good news is, I got a working radio with an adjustable frequency. Bad news is, I saw three rather disgruntled trainers trying to get themselves new Pokemon as well as quite a few more people out searching for us." Raito paused, his eyes briefly flitting over everyone present. Looks like they're all here.

After giving a nod of greeting to Suneora, the male finished, "Also, I think I managed to get them to think we're going north. So, my suggestion would be traveling either east or west, since if they find out my trick, they'll probably be guessing we're headed south." Shrugging as well as he could with a backpack on his shoulder, Raito added, "But, in the end, it's really up to you guys. I'm cool with whatever."
 
Kyra nodded to Cassie but didn't reply. She tapped her fingers on her arm again and stared at the dark sky, thinking. That made two who didn't want to fly. Why not? It wasn't as if anyone would see them. Drake wouldn't emit any light unless he used an attack, and unless one of them had a Charizard, and she was pretty sure they didn't, then there was no need to worry about. But it wasn't her call. If they weren't going to fly then they'd have to find some other way out.

A rustling sound made her look up. She smiled in slight relief as she saw Raito enter the camp and had to work hard to conceal her grin as he explained what he had done. "Clever trick," she said cheerfully, standing up and brushing herself off. "While you were gone, I made the suggestion of taking to the skies to escape but some people don't like the idea, or their Pokemon don't. So we should cross the land until we come across water. If we go through the water they won't be able to tell which way we went no matter how hard they look. I have no idea how far away the nearest lake, river, or other water source is, but it can't be too far." She looked carefully around at her seven companions and considered for a moment. A problem had just presented itself, but she was sure it could be easily overcome. "I'll need to ride with some one else though. Sacred gives off far too much light, she'll be easily spotted."

Sacred snorted and tossed her head as she got gracefully to her feet. She gave Kyra an offended look and turned her head away. "I'm sorry, girl," said Kyra quietly, walking over and placing a hand on the Rapidash's neck, "but it's true. I can ride you most of the time but not in this forest. You stick out I'm afraid." Sacred snorted again but nodded her head.

"So," Kyra continued in a louder voice, "does anyone have any problems with that plan?"
 
Samantha was relieved to see Raito return safely. They wouldn't leave him behind now, since he had rejoined the group. She didn't have a crush on him... well, she didn't act like she had a crush on him, but she cared for him nonetheless; perhaps a little more than any other member of the group. She did care about the safety of each and every shard bearer, of course.

Kyra kind of stole Samantha's idea, but it seemed more like she was repeating it to the rest of the group. Kyra always acted as the leader, and she did a pretty good job at it. Until now, she had kept them a good distance from the hunters, and even in the face of danger, she did a good job of staking out a safe campsite which had not been discovered yet. Still, moving was a good idea, and traveling on water would make their new location more challenging for the hunters to find. "You can just walk," she suggested to the group's 'leader.' "I remember passing a river flowing to the west on our way to the campsite. It's about fifty yards to the south of here, but if we move quickly, we can probably avoid the hunters before they head in that direction."

The way Samantha saw it, the hunters probably intercepted the rumor that the shard bearers were heading north, and began to go that way. They would probably go south after traveling north a little, since they would have figured out that the rumor was false. If the shard holders could go south first, and then start heading west on the river, they could be far downstream before the hunters returned from the north.
 
"She can walk, or, she can ride on Trin with me, or ride on Cyst, alone." I said, spinning Cyst's pokeball on the tip of my finger, "Cyst can weave herself through the trees. It'll be a rough ride, but it'll be faster then walking." I tossed Cyst's pokeball to Kyra. Trin popped from his pokeball and I hopped on.

<'Hey, hey, what about us?!'> Byte and Blair barked in unison, and I glanced at them, returning them without a word. If they didn't want to run, then they'd just have to return to their pokeballs. Which, they hated.

I silently pointed east, as to which direction I voted we head for.

OOC: My extreme apoogies, I'm suffering from a terrible case of writers block. Any remedies would be appreciated, but for now, I'm also informing you I'm still alive, and still reading this thread, writers block my reason for few posts.
 
Kyra caught the Pokeball Kirux tossed to her and nodded. "Thanks, walking would take much longer than riding. If I walk then everyone else will either have to slow down or leave me behind. Since I would prefer neither happened, I think I'll ride on Cyst." She grinned knowingly at Sacred who was giving the Pokeball a distasteful look. Her Pokemon was very attached to her but she was also very proud. "I think it's time you took a rest as well." She held up the unicorn's Pokeball. Sacred didn't respond but merely allowed herself to vanish inside it. Once Kyra had secured the ball on her waste she released Kirux's Cyst. She gently stroked the Dragonair to show that she would treat it as well as its own trainer, then turned back to the others. "Samantha says south then west, Kirux says east. Which way should we go?"

OOC: I wish there were a cure for writer's block. However, such a thing has not yet been invented though I suspect a small jolt of electricity might help. :P
 
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