Holon Institute
Jab: <Sure.> -flings a blunt Ice Shard at the back of the scientist's head, knocking them to the ground, out cold-
<...Hmm...I think I hear a non-delicious Tranquill from the next room. Should we check, or do you think it's a trap?>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Oreburgh
-Eon happens to pass fairly close to Paarthunax, though either doesn't notice him, or does, but pretend he doesn't-
Cragspur
Sagi: "If you say so..."
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"Don't worry, murder is a sign of affection." - An amalgamation of DunsparceMt. Ohmeg
Eskay: Erm... I guess we should find out wherever they're from... You don't mind tagging with us for a bit until we do, right?
Rano: <I guess we should...>
Eskay: Where are you from, anyway?
Akaru: <We're from Insula Nui... It's an island.>
Eskay: ...Never heard of it, but it's better than nothing.
Illusio
The guards fight relentlessly, but are unable to keep the strike teams in their grasps. One by one, Pugilis slips through.
"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassinDrake: <Excuse me, but would you mind telling me where I am? Little disorientated from the path I took to get here.>
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Oreburgh
-Eon now notices the Hydreigon or stops pretending he didn't notice him-
Eon: -with a slight sneer- <You're in Oreburgh.>
"Don't worry, murder is a sign of affection." - An amalgamation of DunsparceDrake: <Ah, good, good... And who might the local leader be around here?>
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Holon Institute, sublevel
<I don't really care if it's a trap. The worst they can do is stick us back in a cage, and we got out of the last one pretty easily. I'm going to look.>
-she darts into the hallway to the room with the chirping, and peeks through the crack-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Mt. Ohmeg
Well, I've never heard of them either.
Felis: <Let's leave them behind.>
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Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.Holon Institute
-A quick peek into the room would reveal it to be empty, save for a Luxray padding along the floor and a Tranquill in a bird cage suspended from the ceiling.-
Samus: <Hey, whilst I'm here, do you think you could get your boss to turn me into a Staraptor?>
Luxray: <...What?>
Samus: <Evolution's a science, right? And you guys do all kinds of science-y stuff here. After all, you already did that thing with the fire, didn't you? So I figure that when your boss comes back you could ask her to use some more of that science-y stuff and make me evolve into a Staraptor!> :3
Luxray: <...I'm not even going to dignify that with a response.>
Samus: <Aw, come on! I want to be a Staraptor, though!>
Illusio - Around 600 years ago
-Whilst the main body of his force slips past, Lucanus himself is leading one of the strike teams as they assault a watchtower, Gallades by his side and Libitina Shadow Clawing anything that happens to come close.-
Libtina: <Whee! This is fun! I haven't felt so alive since I was... well, alive!>
Lucanus: Keep up the assault! We cannot afford to relent here!
-Meanwhile, a heavily-bandaged young Auric and companions may be meandering through a nearby forest.-
Herbert: Come on, it's got to be around here somewhere...
Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.Oreburgh
Eon: <...>
<...>
<...Surely you must be trying to make some sort of joke.>
"Don't worry, murder is a sign of affection." - An amalgamation of DunsparceHolon Institute, sublevel
Jab: <Is the completely inedible Tranquill in there?>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Holon Institute, sublevel
-darts back to them-
<Yes! But there's also a Luxray.>
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Holon Institute
Jab: <A Luxray? Can you tell what type it is?>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Drake: <Depends, would the fact that I am Paarthurnax of the seven clan-leaders change anything?>
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.Holon Institute, sublevel
<He's gray, so probably Steel? He might still be Electric, though, I can't be sure.>
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Holon Institute
Jab: <Alright then. Attack!>
-sprints in and aims a Brick Break at the Luxray-
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.Holon Institute, sublevel
<... Okay!>
-she darts after him, throwing an Ice Shard at the Luxray-
-Biton sighs and follows, attacking with Slash-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!Holon Institute
-Iulianus/Marcellus/Sunsun has entered the Holon Institute.-
"Even if everything has been predestined, will you not oppose it?"Mt. Ohmeg
Eskay: We're not leaving them behind. C'mon.
-Spectrum lifts Rano and Akaru onto her back. Kosoa tags along next to Eskay-
Eskay: Need any help packing up that tent? You've been helping me, but I haven't been doing much helping in return.
Cragspur
Celzvet: "I do say so! Surprises are wonderful! Like the one sitting next to you!" -There is a small box next to Sagi-
-Kryiea knocks down the door-
Kryiea: "Celzvet, it's time to go."
Celzvet: "... Right. Let's go." -He gives Sagi a quick kiss-
"I'll be back soon! Don't worry!" -Smiles, then leaves-
North Cragspur
-All of Cragspur's Warriors are marching north-
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Holon Institute
-The grey Luxray is struck by Jab's Brick Break and clearly takes heavy damage, supplemented by the Slash and Ice Shard, but still manages to retaliate with a Metal Claw aimed at Jab.-
Luxray: <Urgh... what are you doing out of your cages, runts?>
Samus: <Oh, hi guys!>
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Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.Oreburgh
-Eon's sneer intensifies slightly-
Eon: <No...>
<No, it wouldn't.>
Cragspur
-Sagi is kissed on the cheek-
Sagi: "Bye, Celzvet. See you, then."
-She then tries to figure out exactly what she's going to make Celzvet-
"..Oh, wait, yeah, the box."
-She opens it to view its contents-
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"Don't worry, murder is a sign of affection." - An amalgamation of DunsparceHolon Institute, sublevel
<You know, putting us in the same cage was really stupid.>
-she fires an Icy Wind at the Luxray's eyes, then leaps up to grab hold of the cage floor-
Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!
Cragspur
Celzvet: -Smiles- "Surprise me. I love surprises!"
Holon Institute
Sylva: -Is now sleeping on Jab's head-
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."