ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Wintown

-Sarah blinks at Tori hitting Blitz with a pillow.-

Sarah: Pillows out of nowhere is a new one. Hey, you two~

Wintown

-She walks out fully.- -N-nice to meet you.-

It's been 3000 years…

Wintown

Jason:There ya go!

-Jason gives Weird a pat on the shoulder. As usual when she talks, Jason relays the thoughts.-

Wintown

-Tori chuckles-

Tori: "I like to keep one on hand sometimes"

-Tori stuffs the pillow back in her bag, Blitz waves-

Blitz: "Hey Sarah, how's it going?"

Wintown

-Lucius blinks at Jason.-

Lucius: ...I'm just going to smile, nod, and assume that everything turned out for the best.

-He turns to Weird, extending a gloved hand.-

Lucius: Weird, huh? That's a... well, it goes without saying that it's a weird name. Still, I've heard weirder. Like Jason said, I'm Lucius. Lucius Cain.

-He gives a small grin.-

Lucius: Always nice to see another pretty face around here.

Bishop: <...Thinking with your brain rather than your mouth would do you wonders on occasion, Lucius.>

edited 11th Jul '14 6:22:15 AM by Herbert40k

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.

Wintown

-As usual when she gets complimented, she blushes like a tomato.-

It's been 3000 years…

Wintown

Grim:<The worst part is that little lady has a crush on Jason, eh Bishop?>

-There's that Noctowl chuckle again.-

Jason:Birdbrain...

Jeeze, flattery will get you everywhere, eh?

edited 11th Jul '14 6:25:23 AM by Skyzerk

Wintown

Sarah: It's going okay. I met one of my cousins yesterday, so that's... a thing.

-She sits down next to them-

Sarah: How about you two?

edited 11th Jul '14 6:26:05 AM by BittersweetNSour

Heiden's room

Eridanus: Lane, ye there?

"Screw it, I AM going to enjoy this game!"

Heiden Room

-Lane opens the door.-

Lane:You again. What do you need?

Wintown

-She realizes she left him hanging then shakes his hand, smiling sheepishly.-

It's been 3000 years…

Wintown Hotel

-Merle receives the text message-

Merle: <Interesting.>

Drift: <Frillish.>

Merle: <I suppose that's as good a response as any.>

Fourier: <Refutation?>

Merle: <Perhaps.>

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Wintown

Blitz: "Oh, cool... I think. Not much for me other than J-team stuff. And my Aron evolved, but that's about it"

-Tori shrugs-

Tori: "Just checking out the town really."

Wintown

Sakura was walking around and ended up finding Jason, Lucius and Weird

"Good mor-" she then sneezes twice and blows her nose on a tissue "... Morning!"

Wintown Hotel, last night

-Crewe appears to be to excited to even notice Straw was asleep-

<Damn straight it went well! I got distract this Magmortar by taunting him and running away so Seravee could open the door and he couldn't get close! Then it turned out Darien's dad is actually ex-Cipher! Can you believe it?! And when I tried to shoot him, that freaky cyborg Medicham showed up! I thought Clockwise ran her off for good! But then since I figured he was Cipher he already knew about me so I went Sneasel again and held him hostage so Seravee and Dynames could get rid of all his notes and stuff and then I stabbed him (probably nonlethally) and we teleported out of there!>

<... It was SO FUN!>

-she purrs and curls up on the pillow beside Straw's head-

<And Shard gave me time off to talk to you guys, so I can stay for a bit!>

Victory! Honor! Destiny! Mutton!

Wintown

-Bishop does the Scizor equivalent of raising an eyebrow at Grim.-

Bishop: <Does she? I was not aware. And I doubt that my trainer's libido particularly cares.>

-Lucius gives a slight chuckle as he shakes Weird's hand.-

Lucius: I'm only calling 'em as I see 'em. You're not much of a talker, are you? Something up, or are you just kinda shy like that?

-He acknowledges Sakura with a nod.-

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.

Wintown

-She looks toward Sakura.-

-Are you sick?-

It's been 3000 years…

Heiden's room

Eridanus: Considering what stuff I've been up to in last few months, I need to train. I mean, currently all I have is a Raichu, Magnemite, Trapinch and a Braixen. And the Raichu I consider to be rather co-owned to some degree.

"Screw it, I AM going to enjoy this game!"

Wintown

-Jason nods to Sakura. Then sends Lucius a thought.-

~She's mute...~

Grim:<I can see that. Shame Jason is taken already. Hehehe.>

-Jason repeats Weird's question to Sakura.-

Wintown Hotel

Lane:So...you want my help?

edited 11th Jul '14 6:36:11 AM by Skyzerk

Wintown

Sarah: Huh, neat. Too bad there really isn't much to do here...

Wintown

"I wasn't expecting to -" she sneezes again "... Meet you here, Lucius." she sighs "I just had to get a cold today..."

She then proceeds to sneeze again.

Wintown

-She looks toward Lucius.- -I lost my voice from a Scyther attack when I was 10.-

It's been 3000 years…

Heiden's room

Eridanus: Hmm... I am coming to you... to say that I need training... Hmm... What could I do here? OH I DON'T KNOW, MAYBE JUST INFORM YOU OF WHAT I AM DOING.

edited 11th Jul '14 6:39:48 AM by PinkCelebi

"Screw it, I AM going to enjoy this game!"

Wintown

-Jason reluctantly relays that message as well.-

Heiden Room

-Er gets bopped.-

Lane:No snarking...

edited 11th Jul '14 6:41:17 AM by Skyzerk

Illusion HQ

Constantin is currently in his living quarters, sitting up in his bed lacking attire of most sorts outside of some undergarments and bandages strapped across his chest. By his drooping eyes, pale complexion and laboured breathing (with the occasional cough), it is evident that Constantin has fallen rather ill recently.

His old Medicham - Kahina - is currently crouched over a small pot in the corner of the room with a few embers simmering under it provided by Octavius, the portly Emboar currently resting opposite of Kahina. As she adds a few remaining ingredients, she pours some of the contents of the pot into a bowl and places it on her trainers bedside table.

Kahina: This should help you recover Master Perilloux. It is most effective when hot so it is best if you consume it quickly

Constantin eyes the soup before staring at the wall again, placing a clenched fist towards his mouth to stifle an oncoming cough.

Kahina: Constantin-

Constantin: They were here, right where I wanted them to be. A blood brawl where I could fight in the conditions that I thrive in. Yet by this Arcues-forsaken illness of mine I was refused my chance when they were all lined up like pigs lining up to the slaughterhous-

Kahina slams the ladle on the pot.

Kahina: CONSTANTIN. You are in no shape to fight in your condition, especially knowing your tendacies! You really should not fight like you do at all! Look at you! It's been weeks since you fought with that man and your health is still suffering for it! Because the fact you have little to no control over how much energy you exert and the injuries and blood loss you sustain from such battles is a deadly combination. And that's only with a fraction of your full capabilities! Why do you punish yourself so? Your body cannot handle the amount of pressure you push it through!

Constantin stares at Kahina with those intense, brown eyes of his. He licks his teeth before answering.

Constantin: I will not show any weakness. Especially not to that damned nègre. I will not let a frail body from getting in the way. Men like me with such destructive tendacies don't tend to live long anyway.

Constantin drinks down the entire soup and turns over, his back facing Kahina.

Constantin: ...Just ask at whatever pit became my father'a grave the reason why

Kahina becomes speechless and thoughtless. She picks up the empty bowl and heads outside the room, where Shaka is looking out the window.

Shaka: <Hey old girl, feelin' alright? Is old fancypants actually drinking that soup now?>

Kahina is just standing there, looking up at the full moon.

Shaka: <Kahina?>

Kahina shakes her head before replying to Shaka.

Kahina: <Just had a flashback to happier, and yet painful, memories.>

Shaka: <Ah, those kind. Those memories become harder on when you know the outcome.>

Kahina: <Yes...>

Kahina places the bowl on a nearby ledge and let's out a deep sigh. A few tears start streaming down her face.

Kahina: <...Despite everything we've done, everything we tried. We couldn't stop that vicious cycle of hate that clenches that family line...>

Shaka: <Huh?>

Kahina: <Constantin may loathe the old man with the fury of a thousand fiery suns, nor was he even his biological son. But Constantin has become the very same destructive, spiteful person the old Comte was. Repeating the cycle that he went through, and so on... This never ending cycle of dispare...>

Shaka remains speechless for a moment , before he leans his arm on the ledge and rests his head on his palm.

Shaka: <It was a toxic environment. We tried all we could, but we couldn't do much when Brutus snuffed it>

Kahina: <If only he went through...>

Shaka: <Oh?>

Kahina: <...I'll tell you that in the near future...>

Shaka: <Ah...> (looking around) <Well, it's a nice night. And you look like you need something to take your mind off a few things. Would you like to join me for a walk?>

Kahina: <That would be lovely, my son>

Shaka: <Then let's go>

Shaka carefully links his right arm with Kahina's left and begins guiding her down the desolate halls of the base during the soundless night.

I'm having to learn to pay the price