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~Reach into Time~ PG-14.

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OOC: Yes, yes you did.
And now to make another of my Pokemon look good.
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"This'll be fun." Jirae said, picking the belts out of Storm's hands. He examined them to see who's belt was who's and strapped the belt with a full 6 Pokeballs around Storm's arm, wrapping the 5 pokeball belt around his waist.
"Memory! Let's teach these fools a lesson!" Jirae exclaimed, throwing Memory's Pokeball into the air.
"Do I even want to know how this started?" The Gardevoir asked in a tone that said 'You're an idiot', as she watched the people below scrambling around.
"Not really." Jirae replied. "But I know how it's going to end. Psychic!" Memory floated above Storm's head and began concentrating, lifting her hands to her own head. A wave of visible psychic energy blasted forth from her forehead, directed right at the crowd on top of Julian. People started shooting away from the boy in all directions.
"What are you doing? You'll hurt him, too!" Jirae exclaimed.
"No, I won't..." Memory replied, frustrated that she had to explain everything to most humans, even her owner. "I measured the density of the mass and accurately predicted and gauged my attack so that it would not effect the boy. And look, it worked." She pointed to the ground, where Julian was starting to get up, men lying on the ground all around him.
"Here you go." Jirae said, throwing Julian's Pokebelt to him.
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OOC: I figure psychic can probably be used in multiple ways, and this demonstrated a more unusual one of them.
 
Name - Jack

Age - 14

Sex - Male

Description - Short boy with thick brown flat hair. Baby blue eyes and wears a red bandana. Wears a white long sleeved shirt with grey vertical stripes. Torn blue jeans and black sneakers. Wears blue gloves.

Personality - Jack is generally kind and helpful, but not much common sense. Still needs to understand responibility. Enjoys silence and peace more than anything. Very active, but can get in trouble quick.

Pokemon Team -

Shedinja

Shedinja was the first Pokemon Jack found. It led him out of a midnight forest Jack had wandered into. Shedinja is always out of the Pokeball and very skilled at attacks. Jack hates it when it faints from the 1 HP alignment it has.

Sudowoodo

Jack found Sudowoodo at the Battle Frontier he and his family had taken a holiday to. Sudowoodo is quick to anger and never thinks ahead, but loves fihgting and is therefore the strongest member of the party.

Blissey

Found in the Safari Zone on one of Jack's trips, Blissey is always willing to lend helping hand...and some scrambled eggs should Jack be hungry. She has an amazing sense of humour.

History - Jack reached his fourteenth birthday and left home for adventure. For his birthday, he was given the ticket to board the S.S. Elixer and headed straight there with his Pokemon. Reaching the port, Jack met another boy named Mark who had a Pichu, Miltank and Torkoal. They ventured around the ship, marvelling at the Pokemon they saw. They went to bed early. Jack woke up alone on the island, with only his Pokemon. He decided to make the most of the situation and check out the island...

RP Sample - Jack stared into the sliver mist of the forest floor. The twisted trees and plants obscured the moonlight and left only patches of white in the forest. Jack looked in all directions, but all that he could see was more plants. The stars shivered in the sky, somewhat afraid of the creepy wood, intimidating them. Jack sat down and cried. He cried for what seemed like forever until he felt time was suspended. He then looked up and saw a small object floating towards him. He stared at it as it approached to him like a magnet. It was a Shedinja, just floating there and looked at him through it's large eyes. It shifted towards the west, and Jack realised it was guiding him away from this prison of fog and darkness. He folllowed the Shedinja, as it travelled across the leaf-littered ground...

Is it right this time PLEASE say it is right this time!
 
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OOC: I'm adding a pokemon to her group if that's alright. And, Please tell me if my post seems too god-moddish. I get the feeling it does seem like that...

Lara laughed softly and enlarged a pokeball as she crouched in the shadows, watching the absolute chaos.

"Have fun with this one..." She said sneering at the crowd of people. She took out Nightmare's greatball as well, and let him out quietly, and he instantly disappeared, invisible to human eyes. Standing up abruptly from her hiding place she threw the ultra ball into the crowd with amazing force for such a frail body, succeeding in knocking out one villager she'd hit square in the head.

The ultra ball revealed her latest pokemon, a pokemon she'd caught just days before boarding the ship that would lead to this terrible nightmare. With one roar that rattled her bones, a thick purple slime fell upon many of the villagers, encasing them in poisonous, foul-smelling goo.

"Muk!" Lara called with a smirk on her face "Use Sludge bomb, but make sure you miss the normal looking people!" She snapped her fingers to signal her Muk to let the attack cause havoc within the crowds.

And boy did it happen. The poisonous and rancid smelling goo that Muk hurled from it's mouth was one substance that would naturally be avoided at all costs. The spot where the suldge landed was almost entirely clear by the time it made impact. But there wasn't much to worry about for Muk and Lara, as she requested a Sludge Bomb from her pokemon, and immediatly it complied. Muk tossed it well in the middle of the chaos, and naturally it would've hit the 21st century humans, But the purple slime simply slid off of the shields emitted by Gengar's Protect attack.

But it seemed as though the amount of villagers would never end, although, Lara reasoned, Muk's attack didn't really do anything except cause people to move away, as Muk hadn't had any toxic waste for dinner lately, and the poison was near non-existant, but it still gave the others more room to attack freely. Besides, with Gengar casting hypnosis for another nice after dinner snack, and many villagers falling asleep, it wasn't too bad.
 
Julian stood groggily, still numb from the pile of people that tried to hold him down. He looked at his tattered clothes wearily, and his scraped up arms, his busted lip, and his black eye. His arm felt like it was about to break..


"This is it.." he said quietly.

"Now or never!" He stood to his full height, and caught the pokebelt thrown to him. He quickly fastened it around his waist, and plucked two pokeballs from it's rack, and tossed them to the ground. A bright light erupted from the spheres, and there stood Slash and Clash, fully ready for battle. Wth a solemn look in his eyes, Julian bellowed with such force that he had never exerted before, that everyone was stunned for a brief second.

"Let's do it!"

And they did. The 3 friends rushed into battle, and began battling foes mercilessly. The medicham closed her eyes, and began concentrating intensely. She used her psychic powers to bring a group of people close to her, and delivered a stunning mega kick blasting them into a wall, which cracked, and crumbled into a smoldering pile of rubble.

Sandslash on the other hand, took a less direct approach. With his taunt abililty, he lured a bunch of people into a small square.

"Earthquake!" The pokemon loudly exclaimed, and a horrible rumble brought the attackers to their knees, and a large fissure erupted throughout the ground, casting the malevolent villagers into a crevice leading deep into the earth. At this point, Julian looked up, and faltered, a gargantuan sludge bomb headed straight for him. He knew the devastating destructive power of a sludge bomb, especially one from a Muk. He braced himself for the impact, but the acidic sludge never reached him. He opened his eyes to find a Protect attack, the barrier still swirling around the boy and his pokemon, protecting him from the fierce assault. By this time, several of the assaulters had begun their retreat.

"A wise decision." Julian quipped, a smirk creeping about his lips. Without warning, a large man crept up behind Julian, and grabbed him in a ferocious bear hug. *SNAP!* That did it. Julian's arm bone ruptured, and he screamed, experiencing a pain he had never felt before. It felt like 2 of his ribs were cracked, as well. Slash quickly jumped, and slashed the man across the face, causing him to release Julian and clutch his face and dance around wildly, but the damage had already been done.

"This is it.." he whispered, and the pain drove him into a state of unconciousness. He fell to the floor, and his two pokemon guarded him like their lives depended on it. Medicham, who was skilled with her hands, released Flash from his Great Ball. The bat emerged, ready for action. However, he saw his master's mangled arm, and immediately understood. He took the boy by the shoulders, trying not to hurt Julian any more than he had to. Several men and women tried to grab the fleeing boy, but to no avail. He was up too high.

*Whish...* *Sqelch*

An arrow soared through the air, and peirced Julian's leg. He opened his eyes, and tried to scream, but he ended up vomiting. Crobat's eyes became serious, and the bat flew even faster, bringing the boy to a secluded rooftop, waiting for some form of help. Frantically, the bat released all of Julian's pokemon, explaining to them what had happened in a shaky, horrified tone. The boy's leg continued to bleed profusely, and nobody knew quite what to do.. Except for Lash the Sneasel.

"You all, go. Help the others." He said, in a serious voice that was quite not his own. Without a question, the member's of Julian's team leaped off the building, except for Lash and Splash. Lash, who was a medicinal expert, took several herbs from the satchel around his side, and began to treat the arrow wound. He worked quickly and carefully, because he knew that it was all down to him. He began to withdraw the primitive arrow shaft, blood erupting from his thigh. The Psyduck covered his eyes and looked away. Lash tried his hardest to treat the wound, but nothing apparantly was being done.. all he could do was try to stop the bleeding.
 
It was Saoirse who saw the zooming shape of the Crobat winging away from the scene; Bridget barely had time to hang on before she was whisked away by the Skarmory. Trying to follow the Crobat's extremely high speed, Saoirse was twisting and turning like Bree didn't think she could, and the poor girl was having trouble keeping up their itinerary. Where was the bat going?

"Ack! He's going too fast!" The metallic pokemon cried, having to slow down from sheer exhaustion: her body wasn't made from quick chases, it was designed for powerful swoops and aerial tackles. She swore in her own tongue, then flew up, above the rooftops. To their west the scene of the battle stretched, the street looking awful, covered in slime, burn marks and angry peasants. A spot of color on top of a shingled rooftop caught Bree's attention, however, and she directed her mount towards the spot where Lash was busily trying to stop Julian's wound from bleeding too profusely. The cut in her own leg smarted in sympathy. As soon as Saoirse landed, she was recalled for lack of space, and Bree reached for her backpack.

"Please, let me help," she told Lash, getting down on her knees beside the Psyduck and Sneasel, already taking out her depleted first-aid kit. Admirative, she checked the herbal treatment Lash had given his trainer's leg, but then got down to business, pulling out medical supplies. "I've got gauze, bandages and disinfectant, not to mention a few Potions. But that's it, I've already used up a lot. I might have a small towel, but we need to clean the woud out first" she declared, passing these things to Lash, who obviously knew what he was doing. "Kid...Julian, can you see properly?" She examined the fresh purple bruise over his eye, swelling fast--she mused on the fact they matched, only that her own bruise was healing quickly thanks to some Potion. His cracked ribs and broken arm would be all sorts of hell to deal with, but the first priority was wrapping his leg up. She wished Mairead were here; her Refresh and Recovery abilities would've been useful.

Meanwhile, abandoned by her trainer, the Milotic could only undulate away from Muk's Sludge Bomb; after a few moments, unsure of herself, she retreated a bit, looking to Jirae and Lara for guidance. A Surf would clean up the area, or even a Rain Dance...but she didn't know which to use, and certainly didn't want to get in the way. She swatted some persky archers out of the way, who'd been aiming for Storm, and slammed a pitchfork-wielding woman into a wall with a well-aimed Water Gun.
 
"The situation grows grave." Jirae observed, landing Storm on the rooftop where Bree and Julian were. "Memory, let the other Pokemon take care of it." He beckoned Gardevoir over to the rooftop.
"What assistance do you require now?" Memory asked. Jirae pointed to Julian, and the patch-up job Bree was attempting. "Oh...well. Hmm." The Gardevoir, normally able to think of anything lightning fast, was actually stumped on this. "I'm not exactly a healer. What they're doing is probably good, but...hmm..."
"You don't know what to do?" Jirae asked.
"Well, in theory, I may be able to use a self-Recovery move, but direct it at him..." Memory though aloud. "But..."
"But?" Jirae questioned.
"It's never been thought of before. Probably considered unethical. The results may be the opposite of what we're aiming for." Memory replied, still looking rather stumped.
"It's too bad we don't have a Blissey or something." Jirae said to noone in particular. He turned from the others and looked at the scene below. The Pokemon were definitely winning, as the numbers of the primitive people were dwindling. The people weren't the only things damaged, however. Buildings were burning, fountains oozed slime and mold instead of water...it was chaos.
"Well...that's the only thing I can think of." Memory said, snapping Jirae out of his transfixion on the scene below. "It's up to you guys. Should we risk it?"
 
OOC: I think I'll go third person here

IC:

Poor Tyrogue. Just when he went down to hep Julian and Jirae, and battle began, and the small fighting Pokèmon was drawn into the fray. It was a good thing he was so small, and able to strike without other people seeing, or else he would have surely been knocked out. But he fought bravely enough, and sent any one of these villagers who came near him unconsious in a matter of seconds.

Back up in the sky, Eliadon looked down at the battlefield gravely. Their unofficial leader, Julian had been wounded by an arrow, and previously have been hurt by a big burly man. This was not a good situation, but the girl, Bridget was at Julian's aid. It was up to Elidon to deal with the last and final problem. the fire.

Flames leapt about on the thatched roofs of these houses, and spread faster than Eliadon had ever seen a fire spread. Sparks were landing on other inflamable objects, and catching fire. Loud explosions shook the battlefield as the fire decided to venture further into the depths of these people's homes. It was a good thing that he had his Poliwhirl

Directing Pidgeot to fly over the heart of the fire, he quickly yelled out a couple of commands to his Pokèmon, who barely heard them. It was a good thing that birds had such good hearing. She flew lower and lower, and was soon enveloped in the thick smoke that was soaring up into the sky. It was time.

Pidgeot bent her wings backward, and dived downward, at a suicidical speed, and seconds fomr crashing into the ground, she opened her wings, and jerked backwards, landing gently on a rooftop. Eliadon jumped off, and Pidgeot flew off, to help Tyrogue. It was Poliwhirl's turn.

Eliadon threw Poliwhirl's pokè-ball onto the ground next to him, but because of the roaring fire, and the thick smoke, Eliadon could hardly see or here his Pokèmon. It was a good thing that he could see him.

"Poliwhirl! Use Rain Dance!"

After a quick dance, and an incanation, thunder clouds appeared above everyone, and rain bega to pour down mercilessly. Yes, it did stop the fire, but it only made the condition of the smoke even worse...
 
Julian moaned in pain.

"Bastards..!" he swore loudly in a delirious gurgle. Lash's face grew grave, and he placed his hand on Julian's forehead.

"Aye, he's burnin' up." the sneasel announced solemnly. Splash looked on in sorrow, and began to snivel, then cry, then bawl at the top of his lungs. He was still a child, and Julian had been the only parental figure he had known ever since he was born. However, it was Lash's last nerve.

"Oy, you! Shut it, right?!" The sneasel snapped.

"I've half a mind to slap you upside the head right about now! If you want to help with Jules, I need you to shut your yap." The Psyduck faltered, and began to cry.. even louder. It was then that the rain began to pour. Lash looked up in disgust, and then horror.

"Bloody.." he muttered, quickly looking for some method of protection against the rain.

"This isn't good. Not only is it rain, but the smoke might blow it's way over here, into the wound, into Julian's lungs.. with the broken ribs.. If this rain wasn't here, I'd probably be able to do more, but.." Suddenly, the Psyduck stopped it's torrential crying, and made a subtle movement. His eyes turned red, and a peculiar force seeped out of the small pokemon. Suddenly, Julian's wounds began to heal, but only to a certain point. A look at the Psyduck, however, would show that his face was contorted with pain. Fiery tears welled in his eyes, but the brave pokemon did not cry.. instead, for the first time in it's life, it spoke.

"Help.. Jullin." He mumbled, trying to cope with the pain and focus at the same time. Lash looked in in wonder and awe.

"Pain Split.. not very many pokemon would do that for their master.. especially a wound so serious as this. We'd better patch Jules up while we've still got a chance." The sneasel began busily working on fixing Julian.

"Hm.. The leg wound has halved in size..." He observed, putting more of his special herbs, plus some of Bree's supplies to work on it. He felt Julian's arm, and gasped.

"Unbelievable." he muttered, quickly working to splint the arm.

"It's only a minor fracture now.. does that mean.." He looked at Splash, who was desperately clutching his arm.

"What a brave kid." Lash commented.

"His fever's gone down too." he noted.

"With proper attention, Jules should be back on his feet in a day or 2." He announced proudly. Hearing these words, Splash the Psyduck promptly fainted, his bill formed into a type of pseudo smile.
 
"Hey you!" Lara said, letting Muk have his dinner of slime and mold spewing from the fountain and looking up on the roof "You okay?" Having broken her own bones about ten times over again she did have a nice supply of medicinal items in Dash's traveling packs, but he looked fine already anyway by the help of the others, or almost... She let Dash out for a breif moment and picked up her own first-aid kit. A rather extensive one at that, considering well...she was...Lara! She needed these items on a fairly regular basis, so why not have them handy? Returning her Rapidash, she shouldered the backpack containing the first aid kit.

"You're smart." She said sarcastically, sitting down on Nightmare's shoulder as he levitated himself up to the rooftop. She made no effort to get off of Nightmare after they'd arrived, instead tossed the first aid kit to the girl, Bridget, and said in an annoyed tone, "Honestly." She sighed as she dragged soaking hair from her eyes "I'm going to catch a cold at this rate. Shade!"

Lara tossed his pokeball out and he was immediatly looking for prey, but no such luck. Hardly anyone was really standing up besides the people she'd forbade him to touch "Shade, use Sunny Day and get rid of this stupid rain!"

Shade hung his head in disappointment of being unable to cause mischief, but summoned the strong sun anyway. Most of the clouds were blown away, but those that remained kept the sun less strong then it would be had it been a clear cloudless day...which it had been before the rain fell.

"We should get you somewhere without these nutjobs all around you, and somewhere that's not a roof. Don't forget to elevate his legs. Helps the bleeding stop." Lara said letting Nightmare float a little higher from their position on the rooftop "Which in other words, means we should start looking for a place to stay since obviously we're not getting off the island anytime soon."


OOC: I think it's still raining...
 
OOC: I feel ignored...XD
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"Well...I suppose that works too." Memory muttered as she watched everyone attempt to help Julian, though she was pretty dissappointed that her idea had not even been considered.
"Start looking?" Jirae asked Lara in response to her comment about finding somewhere to stay. "Oh, no, no, no. What exactly did you think I was doing when I flew off?" He smirked, boarding Storm. "Everyone with a flying Pokemon, get on it. Everyone without, there's plenty of room on Storm's back. In his condition, we need to be careful with Julian, so...Memory, lift him up here."
"Fine, fine..." Memory replied, still upset that her idea had not been considered. She concentrated, and Julian began floating above the ground, surrounded by a purple aura. Gently, she placed him on Storm's back.
"Alright, come on everybody, let's get going." Jirae said, waiting on Storm's back as Memory floated over beside him.
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OOC: Hope thats not too much character control.
 
OOC:Hey, don't forget, Lara hates Jirae, so I purposely ignored you dude.

IC: Lara huffed and returned both Muk and Shade, and released Sienna, to dry off her hair with the warmth of it's breath, which was a wonderful substitute for a blow dryer.

"Anyway, as long as it's far from here, I'm good to go. I don't want any of these creeps sneaking up on me while I'm sleeping." Lara said pulling knots out of her hair before tying it up in a ponytail "Just the thought creeps me out."

Nightmare nodded as he floated around lazily, bored of the noneventful moment. He let his eyes float over the village, and it vaguely reminded him of a story his Gengar Grandad used to tell him over and over and over again when he was a wee Ghastly. Before he was caught. Something about a disappearing region. He shrugged it off. Grandad was always nuttier than any of the freaks around him at the moment anyway. Scared the living daylights out of anyone who tried to get near Grandma's grave at the Pokemon Tower in lavender...just for the heck of it.

"Something on your mind Nightmare?" Lara asked as her pokemon started to slowly float to the ground.

<'No!'> He shouted <'Rabid Skittys! Rabified Houndours! Gonna...eat...me.'> He mumbled his voice getting sleepier with each word.

"All you do is eat and sleep Nightmare do something efficiently for once!" Lara said waving a hand in front of the blood red eyes that were closing quickly "Let's get to the place already, before Nightmare falls outta the sky."
 
IC:

The smoke was clogging up Eliadon's lungs as he desperately tried to recall Poliwhirl. After several failed attempts, he finally managed to get the direction of the pokè-ball correct, and Poliwhirl was sucked in. he then stood up, and watched the rain slowly subside. Of course, it would be much longer before it actually stopped, and the sun came out.

Quickly running to the edge of the building, Eliadon leapt off, and landed, cat-like on the ground, in the midst of a group of villagers, who were now staring at him, as if he were a devil. Of course, that's what they thought he was. Forgeting thier stares, he pushed past two young men, and ran off in the direction of Julian.

"I hope it's not too late," he muttered to himself...

OOC: Sorry if it's short. I couldn't think of anything else to say...
 
OOC: Keep in mind that I was like dead, BT. So I really had no say in the matter. lol.

IC:As everyone began to pile onto their various pokemon of transportation, Julian stirred.

"Oy!" Lash called.

"He's awake!" Julian's pokemon that were still released, which were Clash, Slash, and Flash, all came to his side on the large flygon.

"Wh-where am I..? Did we win? Did I die?" Julian drunkenly stammered.

"Nah, bro. You just got creamed. You're lucky that those other dudes were here, or you'd be a goner." Slash joked, his happy eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.

"Not to mention the little one... Splash. He might'a helped you the most. Used Pain Split on ya. Now THAT'S devotion." Julian smiled at his pokemon, and laid back down on his back, exhausted.

"Well, are we just gonna stay here in the city, or are we gonna go somewhere?" he asked, and with this, he drifted off to sleep.

OOC: BT, the upcoming part in the story is all you. You were the one who went exploring, so take us places.
 
OOC: Woohoo. =P
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"Alright, let's go." Jirae said, signaling to Storm who beated her mighty wings and took off from the building, headed out in the direction of some mountains. The other people on their Pokemon followed, not knowing where Jirae was going.
"Hmm...where are we going?" Memory asked.
"I was thinking the cave by the coast." Jirae replied.
"Hmm...no. I think the one we found inland is safer." Memory suggested.
"That one wasn't nearly as big. I don't know that we'll even be able to all live comfortably in there." Jirae responded.
"Can't you have birdbrain make it bigger?" Memory said, partially insulting Blaze. "The coast cave isn't a good idea, it's too close to sea level. High tide, and we might drown."
"I guess you're right." Jirae replied. "We can always have the fighting Pokemon do a little remodeling."
"Well let's go then. You're going to want to turn 45 degrees to your right." Memory said, pointing in a slightly different direction. Jirae turned Storm in that direction, and the other Pokemon followed.

"Alright, we're here." Jirae said as Storm landed on an edge jutting out of the mountain. There was a small cave, about the size of an average living room, carved into the side of the cave. Jirae walked in, releasing Blaze.
"What now?" Blaze asked, looking around. "Uh...where are we?" Blaze hadn't been called out since the fight with the wild Umbreon, so he was a bit confused.
"Well, our new temporary home." Jirae said, shrugging. "We need you to do a bit of remodeling though." He then turned to the rest of the trainers. "If you have any Pokemon that can break rock, have them help Blaze expand our cave a bit." With that, Blaze ran inside the cave and began chipping the rock away with its kicks.
 
"I don't have any fighting pokemon, but I do have Muk and Nightmare." Lara said touching down on the ground and releasing Muk as Nightmare sighed.

<More work?!>

Ignoring him, Lara gave Muk and Nightmare their commands "Alright Muk, use Acid and melt away some rocks, Nightmare, use your psychic power to pull the rocks that are being chipped away out of the cave, and get rid of the melted rock that doesn't disintegrate as well." She said stepping aside a Muk spit up foul liquid that melted a large gap in the side of the cave. As Mr. Ego's pokemon kicked at the walls, Nightmare used psychic to levitate the excess rock out of the caves.

"Oh, what the heck." Lara said releasing all her pokemon, "Shade, go and use razor leaf on some small trees for firewood, Dash, you'll follow Shade, and you'll carry it back here. Sienna you stay out here until we need to light a fire, as your flame is quite small compared to the other's pokemon, and it'll be much easier with a small flame compared to one that'll burn up the wood in seconds rather then one that will actually get us a fire. Jet, you'll stay out here as well, you can supply water, for me at least if the others can't hande drinking water that came from a pokemon." Lara said patting Sienna and Jet on their heads as Shade and Dash went off in search of firewood.

"Did I forget anything Master?" Lara asked Mr. Ego sarcastically as she sat in the nook created by Jet's long tail and body, stroking Sienna's warm fur. She didn't think she'd ever stop referring to Jirae as 'Mr. Ego' or 'Master'.
 
OOC: Please don't mind if I backtrack a little, but by the end of the post, I'll be in the present.

IC:

The Flygon was fast, but Pidgeot was faster, and soon enough, Eliadon was flying along side the mighty green dragon. Eliadon looked at Julian, and was gald to see him alive. He was aslep, but the constant rhythmic movement of hic chest told Eliadon that he was well. Maybe Eliadon didn't do anything to help after all.

The boy riding on the Flygon's back, who Eliadon finally learnt was called Jirae, took up the mantle of leadership, and led all of us to a small littl cave inland. Immediately Lara and Jirae's Pokèmon set to work to make the cave more inhabitable.

"Go Tyrogue, and Golem!"

Eliadon decided to go for brute force when it came to remodeling a rocky cave. Partially because he had no other type of Pokèmon, but also because it worked the best...
 
Bree followed the group on Saoirse, glad to know the kid wasn't going to die of his injuries. In such a hostile environment, she didn't think their already shaky morale could deal with casualties.

The Skarmory landed in front of the cave, gave it a once-over, and nodded. When Bridget asked her if she would help with the remodeling, she shook her head and yawned. Now that they were away from combat, she wasn't going to waste energy on decorating; other pokemon were there for that. Returning her, Bridget sent out Eithne and Deirdre.

"Eithne, we might need you to start a fire. Dei, can you go get us some berries, and see if you can find good spots for food and fishing?"

With a curt nod, the Nidorina took off, disappearing in the underbrush. Eithne climbed onto her trainer's shoulder and nuzzled the girl with a soft, playful yip. Raising her hand to scratch behind the fox's ears, Bree surveyed the area; just in front of the cave (an old pokemon den, perhaps?) was a little clearing, but after about ten paces the treeline started, and past the gnarled forest was the seashore, she guessed at about twenty minutes' walk.

"Good spot, she mumbled, and turned to watch the construction--they knew what they were doing, but she still couldn't suppress a shiver of worry that they'd dig too deep and the cave would collapse on them.
 
"Alright...now that the main room seems to be big enough..." Jirae said, walking in and observing the inside of the cave. "I think it might be a good idea to make individual rooms for each of us. Privacy and whatnot." He nodded to Blaze, who began punching a small 'hallway' of sorts into the rock.
"Hmm...we probably need to go get some more materials." Memory suggested.
"Yeah...probably a good idea." Jirae decided. "Storm!"
"Yes?" The Flygon asked, raising its head.
"You can carry heavy loads, right? See that ledge over there?" Jirae said, pointing to a cliff jutting out of the mountain.
"Yes?" Storm replied.
"On our way here, I saw some big rocks there. Can you bring them over here?" Jirae asked.
"Sure thing." Storm said, flying over towards the cliff.
"I'll go with her." Memory said. "I should be able to make the rocks lighter."
"Alright. Blade!" Jirae exclaimed, throwing the Scyther's Pokeball into the air.
"Hmm?" Blade questioned, blinking.
"I need you to chop up and bring us some firewood. I'm sure you'll do that better then any of the other Pokemon..." Jirae said.
"Ok!" Blade shouted, jumping off the cliff and taking flight towards the forests below.
"Hmm. Yknow, I don't think this home is gonna be too shabby." Jirae said, a smile of confidence on his face.
 
Eliadon looked around at the chaotic group of Pokèmon who were all working their asses off to remodel the cave. Sensing that his help was no longer needed, Eliadon recalled his two Pokèmon and stepped out of the cave. He looked at Jirae or comonly known as the Flygon-boy, and quickly told him that he was leaving to scout the area for any possible dangers. This was all bull ****, but he needed to get away.

Before waiting for Jiraw to answer, he plucked Pidgeot's pokè-ball from his belt, and erleased the regal bird Pokèmon. She stretched her wings, and looked at Eliadon, who jumped onto her back, and stroked her sleek body. She opened her wings, and pumping them, she was soon soaring above the workforce of humans and Pkèmon.

"What is this cursed place?" Eliadon muttered to Pidgeot, who circed higher on a thermal.

<It seems that we've been transported backward in time, to somewhere in the fourteenth century at the earliest,>

"You think?"

<I know...>
 
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