Jackal took off his mask and with a deep sigh ran a hand through his hair, he looked over everyone, "Gaia and I will have a long discussion about that, absolutely, but if I am to be honest this is not the first time I've signed off on someone else's death."

Roxy blinked as she took off her mask, "This is familiar?"

"In a sense, alternate dimension nonsense, foxverse, long story. Phantom was there. We had a decision to make, we had agreed we couldn't leave Braun there no matter what, and he wasn't exactly begging for mercy or a second chance, if anything he was more... indignant, angry that we even dared to stop him... Gaia is right, Tonio will be our point of research for Pokefutures, she is involved and we need to handle that."

~And the removal of Braun by vampire?~

"Wait for it..."

Hacks stared as the ship started to shake, a brief warning light came on and then, "Captain," Bishop popped out of one of the walls, "We've encounted the sand storm, at our current path we'll exit it with little issue before it becomes too troublesome."

Silas looked to the team, "Bishop had warned us a sandstorm was coming, hence why we had to go roofside, we had a limited window and I made the call. Baba Yaga, you are a great addition to the team and will be of valuable help in the future but I will be honest, you scare me a little... Part of the charm of your identity I'm assuming."

Roxy sighed, "So, no matter what it was going to end with his death huh?"

"Seems that way, the man was already dead, he just refused to move on. My official stance is "no other choice", if we had time we could've figured out a solution to hold him or properly exercise him, we didn't and I didn't want to risk our lives any further."

Roxy huffed, "Not exactly your call, we all signed up knowing what this job would entail, for good or bad."

Silas just stated, "We're not exactly the squeaky clean types, we're kind of a blackwatch type team, the ones who get the dirty work done... but let me say right here, I abhor killing and believe that we can avoid going down that path as much as possible. The rest will be sorted out, any last questions before I find us a safe landing zone to part ways?"

Edited by EchoingSilence on Aug 15th 2019 at 12:19:31 PM

PEFE HQ Med Wing — Past

Kai: I will. I promise.

-They smile.-

Kai: I'm not in nearly as critical condition as it sounds. Honestly, I'm hoping to be up and moving normally again in just a couple days, I'm horrible at being stationary like this. I just... need rest for a bit. And then things will be... normal again. I hope.

Torna, far past

-Clutches the crystal in my actual hand after grabbing it away-

Is it... resonating?

PEFE Medbay, yesterday

-Just watches, quietly-

Fuscia City

-There is commotion from within the former Safari Zone-

-And smoke-

PEFE Medbay

Daydre takes a step into the room. And then another, until she's actually in.

"Oh no it's fine, you look fine- wait what was that last part" Judging by her initial expression, she wasn't expecting Megan's injuries to be that bad, but as she continues talking she manages to hide it.

Rowan quietly wonders whether he should've brought popcorn.

Fuchsia City

Lilith hasn't died a second time and is in fact slithering around Fuchsia City while her alleged trainer is preoccupied.

Lilith: <Hm? Is that..?>

And she slithers off in the direction of the smoke.

Edited by Daydre on Aug 15th 2019 at 6:14:39 AM

Fuchsia, today

-Heading over to the former Safari Zone, annoyed-

We just left Fuchsia after Carmilla's death and now we're here again. Hopefully Livius doesn't try to jump us.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 16th 2019 at 5:23:12 AM

Fuschia City

Lucina: "...that's suspicious."

Laurent: "Very."

-He eyes a list in his hands.-

Laurent: "I was hoping to finish these errands before we rejoined the J-Team, but I suppose we have to investigate."

-And the Hero with many Blazing Sigil Hero alts and the one with none set off.-

The Walking Mountain, Lower Stratum

-Dune and his team watch as the Aron, Lairon, and Durant haul themselves over to the exasperated Ferrothorn who had set up an impromptu "headache medicine" station.-

The Boss: <Looking for... mate?>

-Dune nods.-

Dune: <Yes. Some floating robots grabbed her from our home.>

-The Boss nods his head.-

The Boss: <Those are Enforcement Drones. Your mate... had Bracelet?>

-Dune nods. The Boss sighs.-

The Boss: <Your mate... is a Daughter. What do you know... of the Mountain?>

-A small voice comes up from the back.-

Liberty: <He knows about your superior's terrible economic system, you->

-The Boss rolls his eyes and grumbles loud enough to make the cavern shake.-

The Boss: <Not talking to you, little Gollett. Mountain ruled by Empress. She sends her Daughters out into world, collects them every decade or two. Brings them back. One Daughter becomes new Empress.>

Dune: <... But?>

The Boss: <New Empress always the same as old Empress. Never any change. Speak new words. Never make changes.>

Dune: <... Ah.>

The Boss: <But I am just work gang boss. I don't see whole picture.>

Dune: <The story of my life. I need to get to her.>

The Boss: <Climb whole Mountain. Tough. Need to get to Main Chamber.>

Dune: <How much higher is that?>

The Boss: <Height isn't problem. Elevator is problem. Elevator owned by Ironmonger. He... is hostile.>

Dune: <Ah, Liberty mentioned him.>

The Boss: <Of course she would.>

Dune: <How do we get past him?>

The Boss: <Hrrrrrm. Depose. But... not easy. Many work bosses.>

Dune: <Oh, wonderful, I get to spearhead a revolution.>

The Boss: <Mhm.>

Selene: <Oh! Oh! I can help!>

-Everyone in the room turns to her.-

Dune: <... You can?>

Selene: <I learned all about tearing down dictators from my Corvax friends!>

Garuda: <Selene, I am growing more distressed with every new revelation about you.>

Torna

The Mobius Grunt seems unable to come up with an actual response.

Mobius Grunt: "Well you're all breaking in here! Attack!"

The various Grunts advance towards the party - one with a spear followed by a Gardevoir supported by one with a Relicanth and a similar large gun to XB!Siobhan's Blade advance on Tagg.

One with a Pawniard and a large crossbow aims at Daydre, while one with a Cranidos brandishes a large shield at Vi.

The one with the native blade and some sort of claws for a weapon and one with a long sword and a Torterra blade advance towards the local Siobhan.

She seems remarkably unconcerned about these odds.

The Stormchaser

Siobhan: "No that's [Terraria], [Subnautica] is the one where you swim around and die to alien sharks."

Vi: "That's because you're bad at the game."

Sibohan: "Hey!"

Fuschia City

Sparkers is walking around in his snazzy suit. He sees the smoke coming from the zoo and decides against all common sense to head towards the zoo.

When's there's smoke there's Fire. When there's fire you don't have to ask around for a light...

Oblivion Wing

"Does what Baba did really count as killing?" Ammy asked herself and Silas, trying to defend what she saw in some sense of fear.

Fuchsia City

"I wonder if we can find where the fight took place," Colton considered, looking around for some sight of a fight with a vampire, the only possible trace being a stake with a flower beside it. He paused upon catching sight of some smoke. He soon ran towards it, curious and hoping he could help.

Hau'oli City, Early Morning

Dr. Williams, Sparky, Pearson, a lump of some sort, and Shutter are driving toward the hotel zone. Shutter rides shotgun while Sparky and Pearson sit between the lump. The lump is snoring.

Sparky: Thanks for being our designated driver, Doc.

Dr. Williams: It's no trouble at all. I don't drink that much. Plus, I get to cut loose and get crazy.

Sparky: But we did most of the drinking for the wrap party.

Dr. Williams: And its fun to see young people get into crazy stuff. Not a fan of the taste, though.

Pearson: Also, doc, that Vitamin B complex was a good call.

Dr. Williams: No hangovers, what did I tell ya?

Pearson looks at a snoring lump next to him.

Pearson: Boy, he's out cold— wait, no.

The lump stirs. It's Tommy.

Tommy: Are we at the hotel yet?

Pearson: Just you wait, Andrew. We'll get you back to your family as we promised. Vitamin B?

Tommy: Oh, thanks.

Tommy gets a bottle of water and takes the pill of B vitamins.

Sparky: Some wrap party, huh?

Pearson: You almost never hang out with us for these after-episode parties.

Tommy: I'm a busy fella. Sue me. But that was fun. I'm glad I didn't get carded this time. What time is it— why are we at this diner? Isn't the hotel is across the street.

Pearson: I feel like drinking a swig of coffee

Tommy: What time is it?

Dr. Williams: 3AM. Mazel Tov, it's your birthday!

Tommy: Is it the 15th? How long have been out?

Sparky: Double 2, boyo!

Pearson: Your cousin's idea. She also told us not to come back until 3AM so we picked the pub across the city.

Shutter: Happy birthday, kid. Now, let's get ourselves caffeinated. This is the only 24-hour diner in the Hotel zone.

Tommy: You're not gonna make the waiters sing a song are you?

Pearson: What? No.

Sparky: We'll sing it ourselves!

All the other passengers in trollish unison: Ohhhh—

Edited by MasterJayAM on Aug 15th 2019 at 7:04:29 PM

Oblivion Wing - Meeting

Cool. Lemme know what you and the leadership team decide...

-Nightingale gets off her seat and starts walking away-

Torna Raid

Whispering Gem?: Blade.

-There is now a weapon surrounding the gemstone in Tagg's hand. It's a bit... Smaller than would be expected of a Blade of this dimension, more of a dagger than a sword. A crescent-moon blade juts out from a hilt that the sphere has embedded itself in. The whole construct is made of a single piece of dark metal and radiates a vague aura of dread-

Whispering Dagger?: Blade.

Edited by Pentigan on Aug 15th 2019 at 11:47:45 PM

Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room - Past

-Gaia, in contrast to Silas and Roxy, keeps her helmet on.-

Gaia: I have very little to add. We were confronted with a difficult situation, and we made what I believe to be the right choice. Perhaps not the easy one, and perhaps not the best one, but at the very least the right one. Braun defied all conventions and refused all attempts at compromise. There was only ever going to be one way that would end.

-She sighs and shakes her head as Nightingale storms off, but says nothing.-

Edited by Herbert40k on Aug 15th 2019 at 3:18:38 PM

Silas quirked a brow, let out a "tch" noise and then said, "Nightingale. Everyone else is dismissed and free to leave. However Gaia and I need to speak to you privately. It's important."

Torna, far past

I don't know what this thing is, it doesn't feel like it's originally from here, but it almost reminds me of the Amulet, or the Sword. Which means I have to be extremely ''careful how I use it.

-Brandishing the dagger at the two Mobius Grunts-

I have no idea what this thing is...    but I think it'll be far worse for you if we continue fighting.   

Edited by rmctagg09 on Aug 15th 2019 at 1:55:50 PM

Oblivion Wing

Phantom: "I'm going out for a burger."

Jessica: "I have plans tonight, so see ya."

Isbrand's Secret Base

-Physically? Isbrand's looking better. Her skin's it's usual pale, her eyes less sunken. Her eyes are still bloodshot and have bags underneath them, but that's from the restless sleep and frequent crying.-

-Nonetheless, she's clad in a loose robe and hunched over her base's PC, which is isolated from the Underground's servers.-

Isbrand: "The good thing is we're in the biggest tunnel network. We can cover a lot of ground secretly."

Eclipse: <We can keep moving a lot. Shade should provide enough cover for short aboveground excursions.>

   Hellfire   : <We can't live underground forever.>

-Isbrand chuckles sadly.-

Isbrand: "My skin's pale enough. I just need more time. But..."

"I keep people at arm's length for a reason. Everyone close to me gets hurt or dies. Besides you all."

Serra: <How selfless.>

Isbrand: "If you have a problem, Serra, leave."

Serra: <Then I have to find someone else willing to take me in and that's too much work.>

Isbrand: "Whatever. We'll see how long it takes me to get weak again after that full drain. I can't kill everytime I need a meal, but I can figure out the minimum I need to get by."

-Isbrand wraps her arms around herself.-

Isbrand: "Just one day at a time. Don't tbink about anyone."

Aurabolts Meeting

-Nightingale stops in her tracks, if she wasn't wearing a helmet (and wasn't facing away from everyone else) it would be apparent that the thought of... Well to use the first words to come to her mind, a 'Meet Me Inside' Moment was causing her to panic-

Certainly, sir.

-Though she doesn't start moving back to the table until everyone else has left-

Torna Raid

-Coincidentally the crystal sphere in the hilt of the dagger rotates to face it's serpent-eye-shaped imperfection to regard the Mobius grunts-

-The dagger is actually pretty quiet now-

Oblivion Wing, Meeting Room - Past

-Gaia removes her helmet with a low hiss and places it on the table before looking over at Silas.-

Alice: Of course. I had wished to speak with you privately anyway, but I suspect this ought to be handled first.

PEFE HQ, Issy's Module-Yesterday

Lita is still here, curled up on the bed. A plate of uneaten food sits on the beside table, cold and untouched. She is still starring at the katana in the corner.

The door opens and Waspinator pokes his head in.

Waspinator: <Waspinator thinks you should eat something...>

"Eat this." She rolls over, grabs a potato from the plate and chucks it at the wasp mon. The potato smashes all over his face, he falls to the ground, flailing. Sighing, Lita turns back to stare at her sword, broken in the corner. She finally picks herself up, takes the katana and brings it back to the bed. She unsheathes the snapped blade, putting both halves on the bed in front of her. A brown substance has dried all over it, the blood of the vampire. Lita hadn't the energy to clean it.

She took the handle and held it up in front of her, closing her eyes. Suddenly the other half of the blade rose off the bed. The metal utensils on the plate of food began to rattle as the broken blade seemingly mended itself. She opened her eyes and examined her handiwork. Bringing the blade forward she tested the weight, then suddenly winced and the blade was broken again.

"...I need to practice more."

Sighing again she took out her phone.

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Castelia City, Unova

Priscilla is in her room, mulling over something.

Murphy: Okay, still bugged by that thing from weeks ago at Orre?

Priscilla: Mistress told you that, did she?

Murphy: Didn't even need to leave the ball. Seriously, you can confide with me. So Braun was disposed of. There wasn't anything we could do. I figured it'd be more dangerous or morally pointless to put him in a thumb drive.

Priscilla: It's not that.

Murphy: You wanted to step on him, did you?

Priscilla: Yes, but that's not it either. And I'm kinda glad I didn't.

Murphy: What's this really about, then? Mistress can only probe your mind so much.

Priscilla: That argument with Nightingale... it had ramifications. I'm kind of afraid with what'd happen if this, well. Let's just say I've seen this movie. Who knows what'd happen if things go south? Are we going to start recruiting people for some airport battle? How likely would it be for us to get dragged into a side? Are we going to drag the Auric Avenger out of retirement or involve random people like Ariadosfellow or that one guy in Angela or—

Murphy: Quite likely, if it's not resolved. I'm seeing massive collateral damage. Big dramatic fight scene. Something that Gio would probably make a mint out of fictionalizing.

Priscilla: Have we bitten off more than we could chew with this one?

Murphy: We crossed that line when you started going all [Iron Man] and getting that weapon-enhanced suit to take on gangster's operations.

Mistress, from the Pokéball: <But if you want to sit out any pissing contest they get into, no one would fault you for it.>

Murphy: I'm with her. Which is why we should chime in more often. If you let this stew it's going to boil over before anyone could do anything about it. Tell you what. The next meeting, if this gets brought up, express your concerns about things going all [Civil War] and such.

Hau'oli City, Yesterday

Tommy along with the rest of the crew enter the diner, while everyone yells him a birthday greeting that would've shocked him awake. Drake was on his head. Fortunately, he was very hard to startle so he managed to stay calm and not to shock his trainer.

Miley runs toward his uncle and gives him a tight hug.

While Tommy is dragged off by the rest of his guests—comprising his family and a few other members of the documentary division—Shutter sneaked to an isolated booth in the diner. There, he met Penelope and her umbreon, Maisie. She comes up to him and embraces him amorously.

Shutter: Mission accomplished.

Penelope: Took you long enough. Didn't suspect a thing? I saved you a cup.

Shutter: He was under the impression that we were going out for drinks as a wrap party and that his family was going out for a private dinner. They're still having that one. We're invited.

Penelope: That's wonderful and all, but wouldn't they start wondering why we've been hanging out a lot.

Shutter: Look, Flash, we're gonna have to tell him eventually.

Penelope/Flash: Wouldn't that be a little awkward, though?

Shutter: What are you talking about, it's gonna be a lot awkward.

Penelope pushed Shutter playfully aside as the latter chuckled.

Flash: Do you think we should tell him?

The look at each other briefly.

Shutter and Flash in unison: Nah.

Flash: It's his day.

Shutter: Let's not steal his thunder.

Suddenly, the birthday boy himself slipped by the booth they were sitting in, a mischievous look on his face. Maisie was nowhere to be seen.

Tommy: Hey fellas. Guess who just won a couple of bets? See, I told you they were dating!

Dr. Williams, Sara, Jeff, and Jane Wooo!

Sparky and Pearson: Aw, come on!

The two of them now donned WTF faces.

Flash: Okay, Petersen, how did you figure us out? We've kept it low-key and everything.

Shutter: Yeah, we've only been technically together for about two months.

Flash: Two and a half, actually.

Shutter: Impeccable attention to detail.

Tommy: I have my ways. Could anyone hand these two furfrous some spaghetti so they can do that one scene?

Shutter: Very funny.

Penelope: That's not a bad idea. Heck, maybe we, you, and Jane can come over and make it a double date.

Tommy: Ha ha. Well, can't say I'm not happy for you, too. Just promise me that you two won't go overboard on the whole romance thing.

Shutter and Flash: We will make no such promises.

Tommy: Eh, I tried.

Former Safari Zone

-Folks who arrive here will find mons that A. are largely not Kanto-native and 1. wearing fantasy soldier gear-

Fuschia Zoo

Sparkers arrives seeing the assembled armoured mons.

"Alright alright, what gives?"

Stormchaser

Lita is currently here, looking a little better but still tired.