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Pokemorph Liberation Force: Kanto

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Jade had a hard time falling alseep. Anxiety was eating her inside and out. Clove had gone to bed too quickly for her to jump in a talk so she would have to tell him what she discovered in the morning.

The night was quiet and in the back of her mind she knew this was the last time it would be quiet for awhile. Some serious stuff was going down the next day and it was going to be anything but easy. She wondered how hard it would be to beat Agatha, or even survive Agatha. They had barely made it out of Saffron....

Her lids became heavy and her muscles relaxed.


The next morning she woke up in a sweat. Her breathing was harsh and heavy, her eyes darted back and forth but all she found were her sleeping teammates. Once Jade had calmed down she glanced to where Clove had fallen asleep the night before to find him gone.

That guy just can't stay still...

Quietly, she headed to an restroom to wash up. It wasn't necessary but it was routine. Besides, when was the next time she'd have the comfort of hygiene? She splashed cold water on her green face and skin, making her rough skin alert. When the Tyranitar Morph brought her face up to the mirror she barely recognized the girl looking back.

So much has happened....so much is going to happen....

Jade made her way outside and suddenly found Clove, who was in the middle of mending his clothes. She had always found it a little silly, since he'd be ripping them up again in a few hours, but if that's what it took to calm him...
"Good morning," she said, not believing her own words. She didn't expect him to answer. "So, while we have this time, I thought I should let you know..." she went on to explain the phenomena that had occured the night before, hoping that he would have some kind of answer for her. "I don't know if it has something to do with the 5th move or what," she shrugged, after telling her story. Jade waited for him to respond.
 
Denx saw Clove walk in to the room from the corner of his eye. He was not sure if he could face him.. backing down from the PLF for a month, because he was sick. While he was in bed, they were fighting. Well, his training could only be for the better. He was relieved by a simple compliment from Clove, "You don't feel like a rookie anymore." Denx started to sigh some relief, when Clove continued, "You may be about to put yourself to the biggest test you've had. We have intelligence on Agatha attacking Lavender tomorrow at Noon. We're going to intercept. Of course its also voluntary for you... it isn't a PLF mission and is incredibly dangerous. Lieutenant Plum has already backed out. I'll give you the night to think about it. We'll be rendezvousing at the underground tunnel near Celadon at 08:00 and going underneath Saffron to Lavender. I'll need your answer by then. Get some sleep though. You too, Jade. Its been a long day for all of us and an even longer day tomorrow." Denx almost nodded right away, until Clove said that he think about it. He nodded, understandingly. Of course he would take the mission, he thought. He could make it up in his conscious. He walked off energetically to his room, ready for the mission. It felt good to be back on the neverending schedule of the PLF.

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Denx finally awoke, the night seeming to last forever. He had gotten some sleep in the Hummer ride to his current location (near enough anyway), and was already partially rested up. He had trouble getting sleep, since he had some energy. Now, he felt quite groggy, but he knew that after a nice, warm cup of coffee, he would be awake. He remembered his mother always telling him not to drink coffee. It would addict him, and he would stop growing. He shrugged the feeling off his shoulder, and hopped out of bed, with his full uniform on.. which were just casual clothes. He grabbed the small shoulder bag, and put it on. Finally, he slipped his sneakers on.

He walked out into the lobby, and saw that it was nearly 7:50. He grabbed a small, styrofoam cup, and filled it with hot coffee. After dumping approximately 5 sugar packets, he put the lid on it and went on his way. He stepped out into the chilly morning, with dew on the grass. The sun was starting to lift up off of the mountainous horizon. He inhaled the tranquility while he had the chance, and made way for the underground tunnel that they were to meet at. When he finally arrived, it was 7:55. He saw Jade talking almost secretively to Clove, both were the only ones he saw. He sipped his coffee, and shifted his attention to the side of the mountain. He saw a few small Pokemon playing on it. Other than that, nothing out of the ordinary.
 
(OOC: my character profile is posted under the OOC. Sorry this is so short, I just can't bunny Clove. If it's too short, I can probably find something to add. You can bunny Ember a bit, but if I have a suggestion for a change I'll PM you.)

Ember knew that he was around somewhere. Cacturne-Morphs always left a musty smell in the air. Well, that and the fact that she had been following his footprints for the past five minutes. Her shoes were off, exposing her padded dog-like feet, because it allowed her to run more swiftly. Cool air poured into her mouth as the scenery rapidly changed around her, sending daggers down her throat. The smell of Cacturne quickly grew stronger and Ember slowed down, her breath quickly returning to normal. She saw that Clove sat beneath a tree, sewing his shirt of all things. His face was shaded by that ridiculous hat of his he was so famous for. He was talking to a female Tyranitar-Morph, who sat down beside him.

"This could make things even more difficult," Ember growled. After a moment, she put on the best smile she could muster and stepped out into the open.

"Lieutenant Clove," Ember greeted respectfully, hoping her expression didn't look as fake as it felt.

Clove jumped, as did the Tyranitar-morph.
 
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The peaceful morning which hid the true intentions of the afternoon was all around, alive with wild life. While Clove sat calmly waiting, no surprise, Jade was the first one to arrive at the rendezvous. The battle ahead was weighing on her shoulders more than anyone else and Clove definitely knew it. She approached slowly, but after making her presence known, quickly went into an explanation of the previous night's events.

"Hm... floating stones... and you think it might be your 5th move?" Clove questioned kind of sceptically. "Well... for all I know, you could have just learned a new normal attack. I'm no expert, I know about as much as you do about it. If it is your 5th move... lets hope something happens today, aye?" Clove said in attempt to cheer her up, but obviously failing. It was true though, Clove still had minimal knowledge about how the 5th move actually works. He couldn't help but let his mind drift, and wonder if Erika had also reached the point of her 5th move. Before he could inspect too much farther into his thoughts, they were interrupted.

"Lieutenant Clove?" a girl's voice came through the morning air. A surprised look quickly covered Clove's face as he jumped backwards, dropping his shirt and extending his spikes, ready for combat. From first glance, she was a Ninetails and looked harmless enough, but Clove had to be on guard.

"Who are you."
 
Clove went into defense-mode, his spikes extending through his skin. His shirt fluttered to the ground

"Who are you?" he demanded.

Ember shifted uncomfortably under their stares, then straightened up. Of course she knew this was coming, she just wasn't planning on the girl being there too.

Remember who you're talking to, Pyra reminded her. He is you leader now, though I know that you don't take well to leaders...

"I am Ember Firestone. I have been sent as backup for your next mission."

Clove raised an eyebrow.
 
"Hm... floating stones... and you think it might be your 5th move?" Clove questioned kind of sceptically. "Well... for all I know, you could have just learned a new normal attack. I'm no expert, I know about as much as you do about it. If it is your 5th move... lets hope something happens today, aye?" He was trying to make her feel better, and she appreciated it, but it wasn't working.

"Lieutenant Clove," said a voice in the shadows. A Ninetales Morph appeared out of no where. She was beautiful but Jade was shocked that, for the first time since her morph, she had not felt this stranger's approach. Clove jumped up, letting out his spikes defensively.

"Who are you?" he questioned, focusing soley on the stranger.

"I am Ember Firestone. I have been sent as backup for your next mission," she answered.

Jade raised an eyebrow; this seemed beyond suspicious. She tightened her muscles, in case she needed to defend herself, "Nice try, Headquarters doesn't know about our next mission," Jade whispered fiercely, without realizing she had been clenching her teeth. "Why are you really here?" she asked, positioning herself next to Clove.
 
The girl raised an eyebrow. "Nice try, Headquarters doesn't know about our next mission," she whispered fiercely. She clenched her teeth. "Why are you really here?" she asked, standing closer to Clove.

Ember raised an eyebrow herself. Ember, hold your tongue. I know what you're thinking and I'm telling you right now that's it's not a good idea to-

"So you're going against the Headquarter's order's?" Ember clicked her tongue. "If you don't mind me asking, what could posses you to do something so idiotic as to endanger the mission? Well, the mission that you're supposed to be doing."

-get on the bad side of your new leader, Pyra finished bitterly.
 
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"So you're going against the Headquarter's orders?" Ember clicked her tongue. "If you don't mind me asking, what could posses you to do something so idiotic as to endanger the mission? Well, the mission that you're supposed to be doing."

Jade wrinkled her nose, looking the stranger over with a glare, and tried her hardest not to let loose the attack she had prepared." Idiotic?" she hissed, "Don't be so fast to talk about things you don't understand. I am the one asking the questions here and, if you really are part of PLF, I out rank you," She emphasized these last three words. "Our mission is to protect the people of Kanto and that's what we're doing."

Jade looked away from the Ninetales morph toward Clove, attempting to focus on anger and not the sorrow that was pulsing inside her at the thought of ignoring Lavender. Well, she was rather bias. Even so, we need to protect those people. No matter what. And if HQ doesn't understand that, then I don't want to work under PLF's orders anymore. Good mission statement, bad orders.

She continued gritting her teeth and hoped Clove put this newcoming in her place.
 
Denx stood there, his attention to the mountainside. He heard Jade and Clove talking secretively, something about a.. 5th move? Denx's eyes widened, and he dropped his coffee. He looked over his shoulder and looked at Clove and Jade, without them noticing.

"5th move..?" he muttered to himself. He had heard of the 5th move from before. He remembered, when he was in the Hummer, the two men talking in the front seat with eachother. He heard one mutter something about Denx and his 5th move, but he figured then that it was just something stupid. Maybe it still was, maybe it still wasn't. Denx shrugged off the nostalgia, and turned back around. He looked at his feet, and saw his shoes covered with coffee. It wasn't really hot, but it was somewhat warm. Steam rose from his feet, in the cool morning air. He knew it was going to get hot soon, so he breathed in the air. He turned back around when he heard another unfamiliar voice.

"If you don't mind me asking, what could posses you to do something so idiotic as to endanger the mission? Well, the mission that you're supposed to be doing," he heard. What he saw was another morph, along with Jade and Clove. It seemed like Jade and the other one were arguing. Denx started on his way over.

He looked at Jade and the other morph for a second, figuring the other morph had been a part of the team since he had left. He nodded quickly, and stood on the other side of Clove, looking at the ground. He waited, and then..

"Don't be so fast to talk about things you don't understand. I am the one asking the questions here and, if you really are part of PLF, I out rank you," he heard. Oh yeah, this was definitely an argument. He stood there, listening to the words.

Denx, still looking down at the ground, spoke up to Clove.

"So, is this all who are coming?"
 
[FONT=&quot]Jack awoke to find a fine mist covering the forest and himself wet from the morning dew, which was actually a little refreshing until his type's classic dislike for water kicked in. "Maybe sleeping outside wasn't such a good idea...," he muttered as he shook as much of the liquid from his clothes. "Well, at least it won't take me very long to dry." When he was finished, he settled back down on the tree limb to enjoy the peace and quiet of the new day, but it wasn't long until something caught his attention.

Some distance away, Jack spotted Clove walking toward the trees in the direction of the old abandoned tunnel that all the morphs were supposed to meet at. "Getting to be that time already, eh? Well, you won't get any complaints from me. I'm ready for action," he said to himself as the Cacturne morph disappeared from sight. Soon after that, he saw Jade passing by as well.

Stretching and shouldering his pack, he adjusted his cap and stood up before bounding from branch to branch through the trees to catch up to Jade and Clove. As he went along, his muscles trembled slightly in anticipation of the mission in Lavender. There's no way we're going to lose today! We've just got to help those people! Jack very quickly came upon an old abandoned building where he saw Clove, Jade, and two other morphs he didn't recognize, but before he could join them he heard a heated discussion between Clove, Jade, and what appeared to be a Ninetails morph.

[/FONT]"So you're going against the Headquarter's order's?" the Ninetails asked, clicking her tongue. "If you don't mind me asking, what could posses you to do something so idiotic as to endanger the mission? Well, the mission that you're supposed to be doing."Glaring at her from his perch, Jack couldn't believe what she was saying.Was she really criticizing them about deciding to help the citizens of Lavender?

Apparently very angry, Jade hissed, "Idiotic? Don't be so fast to talk about things you don't understand. I am the one asking the questions here and, if you really are part of PLF, I out rank you," She emphasized the last three words. "Our mission is to protect the people of Kanto and that's what we're doing." Jack heard the other morph, a Raichu morph by the look of his tail, but he wasn't listening.

Jumping down to the ground, he leaned against a tree several feet from the others and waited to see what would happen next.
 
The morph explained her situation and name but quickly took an ill tone towards the mission's ideals. Only making things worse, Jade provoked the situation by letting her emotions fog her actions and on top of that, it was nearing time to leave as more morphs showed up. Denx interjected among the conversation as Clove eyed the Ninetails through narrow eyes.

"So, is this all who are coming?" Denx said beside him.

"NOT. the time, Denx." Clove hissed. "And as for you."

Clove had reached his limit on hearing what the girl had to say. She had over stepped serious boundaries that he had that killed for less over. In his usual fashion, Clove vanished into a wisp of black shadows, appearing behind Ember with his arm outstretched and spike held close to her neck, assuring her moments from death.

"I'm first Lieutenant Clove Wheldst. I didn't ask for back up. And there is no one named Ember Firestone nor has there ever been, in the PLF. If you cherish the mouth that you easily spit lies with, I suggest you use it to begin explaining before I grow impatient." Clove hissed at the girl. There was no time for this type of nonsense, they needed to start moving, but where was Aisha as well? Had she changed her mind? Maybe the training was too rough. He quickly snapped back to present mind, awaiting his answer.
 
The fact that there was a spike digging into the back of her neck didn't make Ember much more than slightly nervous. She had been threatened with death too many times before to allow herself to be afraid now. And she knew how easily thorns burned... but that wouldn't help her position.

Ember closed her eyes and sighed, waiting for a moment to consult Pyra.

Oh, so you'll listen to me now? Pyra's ironically calm voice asked.

I'll do you one better, Ember answered, calming herself as she felt Pyra reach out.

So you want me to clean up your mess?

Yup.

I'm honored.

Ember felt Pyra slowly take control of her.

"The mouth she easily spits lies with?" Pyra suddenly used her mouth and began laughing. Whenever Pyra spoke through her, Ember's voice sounded more full and profound, not to mention persuasive. "If you had been in her head all that time she was trying to put together an excuse while she searched for you, you would know that she never easily spits anything. Oh, but excuse me. I should probably explain. I am Pyra. No no, it's not what you're thinking. I am the Ninetails Ember morphed with."

Ember tugged at her legs, trying to make them step forward and away from the spike aimed toward her neck, but Pyra held them in place. Now is not the time.

"Ember has been searching for you for quite a while. After the Gym leaders turned, Ember didn't know where else to go. They have been terrorizing her as well and she knew that she couldn't fight them alone, so when she heard of you and your work against them, she jumped on the opportunity to fight," Pyra explained.

A question flickered through Ember's mind.

The rest of the truth is yours to tell, Ember, Pyra answered, pulling out and leaving Ember in control again. Ember felt her legs wobble for a second as she gained use of her body. When she straightened up again she grazed the back of her neck on Clove's spike, drawing warm blood that rapidly flowed down her back between her shoulder blades like a nervous sweat. Ember remained standing motionless, trying to ignore the blood, and examined the group's expressions.
 
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Clove seemed to have no patience for Denx's small talk.

"NOT the time, Denx," he hissed. As if he had dropped something scaulding hot, Denx raised both hands, open-palmed.

"O-kay," he finished. And with that, Clove vanished.

You think Clove's gonna actually hurt her? Denx heard.

What? he asked in his conscious, but no reply. As if fated to happen, Clove re-appeared from behind.. Ember, and held out a sharp spike, only a hair away from spilling Ember's blood.

How did you know..

Clove had threatened her into explaining, when she became strongly defiant-sounding.

Don't do it.. Denx heard again.

Before he could question, Ember was explaining that she was Pyra. Or something or other. Denx was confused by her words. He had noticed someone joining the group, but his attention was on Ember. He noticed her scanning their looks. Before she made eye contact with Denx, he shifted his attention to his own feet.
 
Ember glanced around at the rest of the group, but not, of course, turning around to look at Clove. There were more morphs than before and she could even see a Blazikan-morph leaning against a tree, glaring at her.

Oh great, an audience, Ember thought bitterly.

You always have enjoyed an audience, Pyra said in her calm, collected tone.

Riiight...

"Look," Ember said, lifting her open hands submissively. "I just want to help. Whether or not it is a possible for me to do so with you is what I am asking."
 
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Others had joined them and Jade was so distracted that she didn't realize that Clove had moved to attack mode, disappearing and reappearing behind Ember. "I'm first Lieutenant Clove Wheldst. I didn't ask for back up. And there is no one named Ember Firestone nor has there ever been, in the PLF. If you cherish the mouth that you easily spit lies with, I suggest you use it to begin explaining before I grow impatient." Clove hissed. Jade clenched her jaw and waited for the Ninetales morph to answer.

"The mouth she easily spits lies with?" Pyra suddenly used her mouth and began laughing. Her voice sounded different. "If you had been in her head all that time she was trying to put together an excuse while she searched for you, you would know that she never easily spits anything. Oh, but excuse me. I should probably explain. I am Pyra. No no, it's not what you're thinking. I am the Ninetails Ember morphed with."

Strange. Jade hadn't once heard Emerald, her Tyranitar, speak after morphing. She had felt her presence and sensed her feelings, but Emmy never spoke. This worried Jade only for a moment as the conversation continued.
"Ember has been searching for you for quite a while...." Jade only half listened, glancing at the others momentarily, "...she jumped on the opportunity to fight," Pyra explained. This last sentence grabbed her attention but she had still not let her guard down.

"Look," Ember said, lifting her open hands submissively. "I just want to help. Whether or not it is a possible for me to do so with you is what I am asking."

Jade stepped forward, "Look, next time you want to join a cause, don't start by questioning it," she pointed a stern finger at the Ninetales. She would not enjoy working with this girl, she didn't trust her. She went beside Clove and whispered so only he could hear, "She still seems suspicious Clove, but this is up to you. We don't have much time," the Tyranitar morph looked to the sky.
 
The Tyranitar-morph stepped forward and pointed a finger in her face. Ember's tails twitched in annoyance. "Look, next time you want to join a cause, don't start by questioning it," the girl growled.

Next time? Is there going to be a next time? Ember asked Pyra, her neck beginning to throb as the blood clotted.

If it seems as though they won't allow us to join, you know I can always help you escape, Pyra reassured her.

If they don't accept us, we'll go off and get ourselves killed anyway, Ember thought dryly.

My thoughts exactly.

The Tyranitar-Morph walked behind Ember and spoke to Clove. Ember's Ninetail ears twitched and tried to out together what she was saying. "...still seems suspicious Clove, ...up to you... don't have much time."

Looks like it up to their leader whether or not we die now or live a while longer before doing so, Pyra observed matter-of-factly.

Easy for you to say. You're 150 years old.
 
Pondering Pyra or whoever's explanation, Jack finally spoke, "You're leaving something out, Miss Firestone. How did you become a morph? Was it the PLF? The Gym Leaders? Or some other way? I suggest you answer quickly and carefully. Your next words may decide your fate, though everything is up to the Lieutenant."

With a barely audible sigh, he closed his eyes and slipped into deep thought. The Gym Leaders were terrorizing her? Why? Is she somehow connected with them? Was she a morph at that point of time? These and many other questions filled Jack's head as he tried to figure out who exactly this Ninetails morph was. Although he didn't let it show, he was envious that Ember Firestone had such a close relationship with the Pokemon she'd morphed with.

Turning his blue and yellow eyes back onto Ember, he patiently waited for her response, though he hoped that this would end and that the others would show up, so they could start the mission. Where is everyone anyway?

(Sorry for shortness. Writer's block)
 
(OOC: Sorry about the monologue. I just wrote this all in one sitting and this seemed the best way to go.)

Fate? But there is no such thing as fate, Pyra said as if stating the obvious.

There is only destiny, and your destiny is yours alone to choose, Ember finished with a slight smile at the familiar phrase. It was one of the first things Pyra had said to her after they had morphed, and many times after. So what do we do? Throw ourselves at their feet and hope that our destinies don't get cut short?

It's your mouth.

Yes, but you seem to be doing a better job with it than me, Ember reminded her, her smile widening. Ember just realized that her smile would seem rather odd to the group... but she supposed that really didn't matter.

Indeed, Pyra said thoughtfully. Maybe together we can think of something.

You lead.

Ember turned her head and looked deep into the eyes of the Blazikan-morph. There was something deep in there... something broken. But Ember would have to find that out later, if she was granted a later.

"To answer your question, sir," Pyra started. Ember joined in. "We did not, indeed, morph under PLF, for if we did we would be a part of the organization. Unfortunately, we came to morph under the power of the Gym Leaders. You see, before we truly became aware of what was going on with the Gym Leaders, we worked in a Fire-type gym. We were approached with the offer of morphing, but we were lied to. We were not aware that the Gym Leaders were abusing their powers as morphs in order to take over. We were told that the process was reversible when in actuality it was not. But they knew that once we morphed, we would be rejected and hated by all and would therefore be forced to work for them. But when we heard about the Pokemon Liberation Force, we knew that if we could join you, the mistakes that we had made would not hinder us, but help to restore balance. We decided to run away, but when they discovered our plans, they did everything in their power to make sure we did not escape. We almost didn't make it out... but somehow we found a way to escape to safety long enough to heal. But they did not let us go so easily. They sent assassins after us, many of whom we could not outrun and we were forced to kill. We survived, and now we are here. Perhaps our mistakes are too great and you do not find you trust us, in which case you have every right to do away with us. But you know as well as we that you need help, even if you did not request backup, and we know that we can help you."

Ember could still sense the spike at her neck and closed her eyes, submitting to the possibility of death and pushing aside her instinct to run. Ember clung to the warmth of Pyra's humming thoughts and waited.
 
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Clove listened to the girl's answers, debating heavily over what to do about the situation. For all he knew, she could be a spy, just waiting to ambush them when the time was right. But at the same time, he had sensed no killing intent from the moment she had arrived. That could either be good or bad... Clove finally gave up the internal debate and retracted his spikes.

"Okay... you can come along." He sighed heavily as he walked to pick up his newly repaired shirt and put it on again. "But only because we don't have time for this. If you join this team, you're putting the lives of the innocent citizens before your own and the SECOND you forget that, I'll kill you myself. So that means if you come with us, you don't leave my sight. Got it?" Clove said sternly to Ember as he turned to squint into the sun.

"Come on everyone, we need to hurry if we want to make it on time. It seems like the two who are missing will catch up if they really feel they need to, come on." Clove called back to the group as he headed through broken doorway into the old beaten down building.

The inside was dusty and covered in cobwebs with a dusty aroma of decaying wood and dirt. The inside clearly hadn't been used in some time from what could be seen by the small beams of light that shot through small breaks in the wood that covered the window. Clove walked to the center of the room, lifting a large plank of wood and throwing it across the room to reveal a large hole with a ladder going down into it and into darkness. He looked at it and sighed one more time before shrugging and leaping down into the darkness. He could see the top of the tunnel above him and nothing but darkness ahead. Looking up to the top of the hole he yelled back to the team.

"Hey, Jack, Ember... we're gonna need some light"

(ooc sorry about short post as well but next post i'll be getting to Lavender and onto the action probably. but personally i think some conversation sections like that one are kinda necessary sometimes to flush out char.. i kinda enjoyed it =P)
 
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(OOC: Sorry it's short. There's not much I can do without bunnying.)

Ember was shocked. After what seemed an eternity of explaining herself, Clove had decided to allow her to join with just a few sentences. Keep near him so he can kill me, well, us?

I suppose it makes it easier for him, Pyra said with a laugh. Ember wanted to reach back and feel how deep her cut was, but she decided against it and dismissively flicked her hair over her neck.

Clove led them into an abandoned building. Ember stepped inside and grimaced. The odor of decay was so potent that it completely hid the smell of the other morphs. Ember shook her head and walked over to Clove, who was tossing a board aside and looking down a hole. He shrugged and simply jumped down into the darkness. Ember stood next to the hole and crossed her arms, not sure if she was to jump down after him or go after the rest of the team. Both action could easily be misinterpreted as trying to attack Clove, or trying to run away.

"Hey Jake, Ember," Clove's voice drifted up. "We're gonna need some light."

Well, that answers that.

Before the others made any move to join Clove, Ember soundlessly dropped down into the hole. It wasn't as deep as Ember had expected, but she still made sure she fell with one hand to the wall so that she wouldn't land on top of Clove. Her heightened vision could make out Clove's wary face in the dark. He apparently wasn't overjoyed that she had jumped first. Ember inclined her head to him and breathed out a small stream of fire into her hands, immediately releasing a flickering light into the tunnel ahead. Ember stepped forward, carefully cupping the flame in her palms. Ember shaped the fire into a ball and made it burned as brightly as she dared, casting the steady light even farther. Ember turned back around to look at Clove, taking care not to let the fire anywhere near him, as they waited for the others to descend.
 
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