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Grand Darkrai

I'm alright. Gonna need to sleep on the way to the next Grand but I should be fine.

-He sighs and waggles the greyed arm-

This is temporary, yes?

BBRBBB

-Pent reappears but just holds back on actually doing anything because it seems Kaito has got the enemy trainers talked to-

What you really don't want is J-Teamers deciding that you don't deserve to be fought on your own terms.

 Nacrene 

-Sitting on a very familiar bench next to a middle-aged [Asian] women in yellow and grey wearing a necklace with a red jewel, their eyes hidden behind incredibly thick glasses-

...And so I'm still trying to figure out everything with Best Berry and the Neo-Flare raid, plus the rifts and Mobius. Not to mention my friend/basically adopted younger sibling whose been abducted by those people I refuse to call her parents.

Mysterious Woman: I see. Well Tagg, you've got a long journey ahead of you, one that may have you once again traveling between worlds as you did five years ago. As I'm sure you know, the Godslayers will stop at nothing to achieve their goals, no matter what might break in the process, their arrogance telling them that they alone know what's best for the world. The corporation is governed less by ideology and more by profit, though they still have some common cause with the Godslayers since the gods get in the way of their profits. There's much more I wish to tell you, but for things to go correctly I simply cannot. As I'm sure a Chosen of my brother Dialga knows, the future is always in flux, but that's not necessarily always a good thing.

Yeah, I understand, but at least that gives me hope things will go right in the end.

Mysterious Woman: Yes, but as I said, that doesn't mean it'll be easy for you, or your friends. It'll be a struggle.

-Staring at the sky-

Life is struggle, something I've figured out from when I was very young, but nothing I or the others can't handle.

-Getting up to leave-

This talk was certainly enlightening, Uxie.

Mysterious Woman Uxie: One last thing. Remember that sometimes our adversaries can be closer than we think.

-She then teleports away-

edited 1st Dec '17 3:25:52 PM by rmctagg09

Shun: ...Urgh...

-Slowly, Shun starts to stir as Giselle attaches the device to his back.-

Gregson: <Take it easy, okay?>

Shun: I... I'm fine...

Gregson: <The lie detector - aka me - determined that was a lie.>

Shun: It's nothing serious. I can still-

-He interrupts himself with a ragged coughing fit that leaves his hand and jacket covered in small splotches of blood.-

Gregson: <Yeah, no, that's a pneumothorax - or, as it's more commonly known, a "stay the fuck out of this fight".>

Sholto: <...Would threatening be good in this situation? Something like eating your liver if you don't take it easy?>

<I mean, I'd love to disembowel some of these guys with how they treat you, but...>

edited 1st Dec '17 3:15:24 PM by CorvusAtrox

Team Iron Aux Base

'Owen: -sweats more Owen Sauce- I'm being honest! It's just... how are we going to tell the others?

Flare B 2 F

Giselle: You need to listen to your Sableye. The serum I gave you will heal you, but it takes time.

Grand Dad Darkrai

Duolis: -eyebrow raise- I would certainly hope so...

Ever: No, really. Right there is a road. Why is half of it empty?

Every(?): Ssh!

-the two are looking at a warehouse through binoculars-

-one pair-

-it's uncomfortable-

Ever: Can we switch? I see better out of my left eye.

Every(?): Obviously so do I.

Ever: So do eye.

Every(?): What?

Ever: Nothing. When is Overmind getting back?

Every(?): Palossand aren't fast. He'll get here when he gets here.

-PEFE!Every is sitting in front of the containment tube, taking notes on its contents. Knight and Maiden aren't there anymore. They're not needed-

-there's a small pile of sand in one corner, a toy shovel mostly buried in it. An astute observer might notice that the grains of sand are unusually fine to have been blown in from a desert, but PEFE!Every isn't paying a lot of attention to dust. Besides, she's a biologist, not a geologist-

-Whenever it becomes relevant, anyone examining Martin and Leslie's history of requests will find-

-The resource requests are significantly more, but salient features— IV fluid, a containment tube, fairly large amounts of CRISPR-CAS 9, very large amounts of various metals— point to some sort of biological creation-

-Gregson glances over at Sholto.-

Gregson: <Right now I'd guess he's down about three ribs and half a lung. Let him keep the liver, at least.>

Shun: Can't... can't let them win like this...

-Having determined that trying to get up is a lost cause, Shun's hand begins to fumble for his revolver, which is lying several feet away.-

Team Iron Auxiliary Base

-Orlandeau sighs and wipes his face with his hands.-

Orlandeau: I need to make a call. Again.

-He seems physically pained at the prospect of having to talk to his four peers again.-

Orlandeau: I hate making these calls.

Hau'oli City

-The sun had already begun to set when Deziree and Ludmilla had stepped off the ferry, so the decision was made to wait until tomorrow to try and find Ilima. Deziree had taken this opportunity to get Ludmilla a haircut - something the adoptive daughter protested to, since her hair had not yet grown to the length it had before her first haircut, which Deziree rightly pointed out is both a bad excuse and an unrealistic one. So mother and daughter went off to get the latter's hair cut.-

-This, naturally, left their Pokemon out to wander. Well, except Mao. Ludmilla did not quite trust the Inkay to behave. Everyone else, however, was now out and about.-

-For this particular outting, we will be following the psychic surfing rodent, Hermes the Alolan Raichu.-

-Hermes had been growing bored, waiting for his trainer to get done and for his friends to get back with food - Doomsday had taken Anastasia and Cu Sith to go get something other than malasadas for the fifth night in a row. So, the bored Raichu, sitting on his floating tail, wandered around the fenced off area.-

*Zzzzzthnk!*

-Hermes blinks as something cold and metal sticks to his Static-y fur. He tries to reach for it, but it's stuck to the center of his back.-

-He spins around, trying to reach or dislodge the strange metal object, to no avail.-

-Eventually he just grabs it with telekinesis and pulls it off, bringing it up in front of him. To his surprise, he found himself staring at a Magnemite.-

Magnemite: ( o )

-The Magnemite just stares at him, blinking occasionally. Hermes holds up his hand, and the Magnemite reaches out a corresponding magnet. A shock jumps between them, and the Magnemite giggles.-

Magnemite: (#o#)

-Hermes then reaches out both hands, causing many small zaps. The Magnemite has a giggle fit before the force of its magnetism pulls it back onto the Raichu.-

Hermes: <I like you! You're a funny little guy.>

-Hermes tries to pull the Magnemite off again, but the little magnetic orb actively fights being removed again. Hermes grows frustrated rather quickly, and decides to remove the little electric tick by force.-

Hermes: Rai-

-The Magnemite just now realizes it should probably respect personal space.-

Hermes: CHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!

-The Magnemite falls to the ground with a *thud*, its metal covering soot. Hermes pokes it with a paw a few times.-

Hermes: <Oops.>

-He grabs the Magnemite by a magnet and drags it over to the Pokemon Center.-

-Temporary yeah. Just a slight corruption of my nature upon you. Nothing lethal. Hence why I asked for your arm,- The Pen assured.

Jimmy follows the others, he's highly confused and needs answers.

Groundblight is getting down to 35% health. A few more hits and its out.

It proceeds to raise its arms around itself in anticipation of the next attack.

Jester groaned and reached a tendril into the shadows, pulling something out, "I can see you spying. Stop Hiding!"

edited 1st Dec '17 3:58:35 PM by EchoingSilence

Sholto: <...Shun, would you mind if I used that instead? I could lead the ones I can, unless you're gonna get healthy enough and I'd like to stay with you but if we want to do this...>

<Admittedly, I'll be riding a bit on surprise factor of 'bird with a gun', but...>

edited 1st Dec '17 3:47:53 PM by CorvusAtrox

Team Iron Aux Base

-Owen awkwardly pats Orlandeau-

Flare B 1 F

Giselle: ...I can't believe I'm saying this but let the bird have the gun.

Hyul Casle

Gudrunn: HEY!

-Conjures her own glitchy Obscura tendril to smack the Jester's out of the way-

Personal space for me and my shadow, please?

-the shadow sighs in relief-

Neo Flare Base

-There's a shout from the next floor down-

Verax: "FUCK THAT NOISE, IF IT'S A TALKING BIRD AND THE ONE I'M THINKING OF, DO NOT GIVE THEM A GUN"

Gordes: "How did he hear that?"

Jeremiah: "Fuck if I know! Keep sharp they're still coming!"

Galant Groudon

Takumi took no time to use a Sucker Punch!

...Nevermind the fact that he's a bird with no hands.

Dank Darkrai

Spinme rolls eyes and noms on a candybar.

Beck <I mean. I could probably carry you around but you don't have to ask.>

-Shun grunts in pain and leans back, nodding to Sholto.-

Shun: ...Very well. I trust you.

-He lapses back into merciful unconsciousness. Gregson shrugs.-

Gregson: <If his rational thinking wasn't impeded by adrenaline and limited sensory input, he'd probably have suggested leaving it to someone with a higher degree of articulation... but it was, so knock yourself out. It'll be a good laugh.>

Sholto nods to Shun, then takes the gun.

Sholto: <Haha, I've got it! Take that, Jacob's hotter twin!>

-to Gregson- <Uh, but yeah, please take care of him.>

-He heads off to battle-

edited 1st Dec '17 4:52:22 PM by CorvusAtrox

Grand Darkrai

Cool, thanks. Let's go get that sword and punch a glitch in the face shall we?

-Overmind scoots back from his reconnaissance-

Ever: Oh yay!

Every(?): And what did you learn today~?

Overmind: <Well, uh, you said she was kidnapped?>

Ever: The word I used was "abducted" but yes.

-Overmind stares blankly at Ever-

Overmind: <She didn't look very kidnapped. Or abducted. She was taking notes on something in a big tube.>

Ever: I mean, she was definitely abducted.

Overmind: <Look, I am an expert on free will, and she had it. There was nobody guarding her, there wasn't even anyone watching her. She's acting on her own volition.>

-Ever frowns-

Every(?): Well. Hopefully that should simply make things easier~

Ever: I guess...

Every(?): So, what was she working on?

Overmind: <Some sort of—>

PEFE!Every: ...By any measure, it's done.

-Leslie and Martin stare up at the contents of the containment tube. Though their faces are as impassive as usual, there's something about their manner that might suggest that they're genuinely affected by the situation-

Leslie: ...It's complete. Project Fenrir is complete.

Martin: After all these years...

Leslie: These organizations, these identities...

Martin: After so many failures. We're here.

-they turn to PEFE!Every-

Leslie: Thank you. For everything you've done.

Martin: We owe you a incalculable debt.

PEFE!Every: Oh, Dad, that's really—

Leslie: Despite your blinkered upbringing, your abilities are admirable.

Martin: We are so proud of you.

Leslie: You may go, if you wish. Project Fenrir is in its final stages; it only requires some calibration before our test run.

PEFE!Every: Oh. Thanks, Mom.

Martin: Get some rest. Tomorrow is an important day.

Ever: ...Mon?

Every(?): Huh?

-she looks up from the binoculars, to see Ever holding Overmind's shovel. His eyes are glassy-

Every(?): Seriously?

Ever: Not my fault! He just sort of...picked it up! His consciousness didn't even really put up a fight; it's a little concerning.

Every(?): ...That's super weird, and this is coming from me. Can you make him give it back?

Ever: ...Five more minutes?

Every(?): Sure~

Shaun: "There was no try. He captured almost every legendary from Unova and the Big Four. Giratina sunk Sinnoh into the Distortion. Cyrus was...dealt with, but Sinnoh's a wastland now."

Luka: <Was. The Distortion's receded.>

Shaun: "Is. Half the towns are in ruins. My house is a pile of rubble."

-His face hardens.-

Aela: <I'd appreciate the extra set of eyes.>

Shaun: "Hell yeah, Pent."

-He grimaces slightly at the arm.-

Shaun: "Beowulf wants to practice with Heal Pulse...would that speed the process up?"

Grand Darkrai

"Yeah, let's goooooo..."

-It should I suppose. He's still gonna be outta it.-

Thanks to the defense curl, Groundblight takes the hit, The defense curl lowered the attack, meaning that any extra damage was nullified.

Groundblight is at 15%.

It begins to laugh, and laugh hearty, "I have to say you two have provided the first genuine challenge in millennia! It's good!"

It looked over the two, "I feel bad that I don't have any better treasure!"

Jester's tendril retreated, and he turned to Gudrunn, with a big angry scowl, "What are you hiding from me?"

"A͢r̵e ̴yo̕u hi̧din͠g ̶s͝o҉m͝e ̶det̛a͘il?̡ ͝S̨ome ͠s͘py̵?̧!͟"

Jester's form was starting to loose shape and eyes were starting to grow all over, the surrounding area seemed to be melting and twisting as Jester continued to change.

"C̴a͏̧l͠am͞i҉͞t͟͠y̸̛͡?́͘͏!̵̕ W̡͞h̛a͟t ̢͟͝Cą̕l̢͢ami҉̷͞t̢͘y̢?! ̡W̨H̸̸AT̵̢͘ ̸̕͏D͞O̡͜ ͟͝Y̡͘O͞͞U ̶H̴A̶͘͝VE͘̕͡ T͢͜Ǫ͜͝ ͠͝Ḩ̴͟Ì͝DÈ͝?҉̢͞"

Jester took up most of the space and was now clearly right over Gudrunn, the many eyes filled with hate and anger as a jagged maw screamed.

"D̶͝O͏͝ ̸́Ý͜Ờ͜͡Ừ̡͟ ̷̨̡̕͜T̷̢͏H͢I̶̛͞҉N҉̸K̸̨̧ ̴҉́I̸̧̕ ̀҉͠W̷̴̢̛I͘Ĺ̡̧͠͏Ĺ͡ ͏͘A̵̛҉̕C̨̢̡͜C̴̴̕͜͟Ę̸̡P͞͞T̶̀̕ ̸̨͠҉͢T̨͟H̸̡͢I̷̡̕͞S͟͏?͠!̶̨̡͜"

In a instant the humanoid Jester was back with a friendly smile, "That's fine. You used some power and I'm in a good mood!"

He laughed, "You don't have to tell me right away. I'll leave it be for now!"

He laughed and walked off, leaving Gudrunn alone in the basement.

Silas is easily found with his Team.

Galant Groudon

"I will thank you to give credit to the ones who actually dealt the damages, but if you want to credit us," he offered, Dark Pulse Orbitars materializing and firing repeated shots.

Meanwhile, Helmsman materialized beside him. Said Samurott coughed and called Lucario's name, who then materialized with his Expert Belt around his forehead. All was well.

edited 1st Dec '17 9:09:11 PM by AbsentCoder

-Shaun nods and releases a Ralts.-

Beowulf: <That's unpleasant. I'll see what I can do. My power still must be cultivated.>

Jessica: <I bet you'll evolve soon!>

-Beowulf extends a hand towards Pent's arm and a pink wave of energy surrounds it, hopefully doing some good.-

Aela: <Silas! The Harbringer wishes to see you and your team at the Center. And have you seen the human woman? Zu-mi?>

The Infinity Ball that the grunt was tossing was reaching the apex of it's arc as Trina slashed through it, breaking the ball and causing a small burst of light as she does so.

This causes the grunt to shriek in response as the Aggron glows. Its form starts shifting back to a normal Aggron as it buckles to its knees for a moment, coughing up some blood and wheezing in pain.

Then it turns it's head towards the grunt who controlled it, staring at him with a glare of pure, unadulterated hatred and murder, of which the grunt responds with a cowardly, sniveling pleads.

Neo-Flare Grunt #1: H-hey now, d-don't look at me like that! W-we can g-get you fixed up niiice and healthy like! O-okay?

The pleas seem to be ignored by the Aggron, who begins lumbering his way towards the grunt with the clear intent to maul him, causing the grunt to attempt to book it.

The attempt is in vain, as the Aggron stomps on the ground, causing rocks to protrude around the grunt, encasing his legs and preventing him from fleeing.

The grunt is scrambling, trying to find a way to pry himself free fruitlessly until the shadow of the Aggron lumbers over him, causing him to turn around in purified panic.

Neo-Flare Grunt #1: STAY AWAY FROM MEEE!

The Aggron doesn't listen, and instead, lunges forward.

The grunt makes no more noise as the sickening sound of bone crunching echoes through the halls.

The other Grunt eyes the dopple, and slams is hands on the ground. Thin white lines rocketing their way towards the illusion and then erupting into spiky skewers when reaching their target.

Tsubasa: <Glad to help.>

Tsubasa says as they and Cris follow Aela.

Orlok: <Wow...>

<Glad they're fixing things, but I'm glad Cyrus never succeeded where I'm from.>

edited 2nd Dec '17 4:48:43 AM by CorvusAtrox

Flare Forest Facility — B1

-When Mason had started approaching, his plan was to maybe try and snatch the Infinity Ring from him, or if that didn't work, tackle and wrestle for it. But sometimes plans change.-

-When the remaining grunt crouches to the ground for his energy skewer attack (which of course hits a meaningless target), Mason's first instinct is to jump over his back and stomp as hard onto the back of his head as possible. He's probably going to realize how brutal such a stomp actually is very shortly.-