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Levincia

???: "Oh, well-"

Garchomp: -giving Daydre a sharp look- <Are we fighting this person or not?>

???: -playful- "Ugh, you're so impatient. Fine. I'll give them the sparknotes."

The man, looking fearful, takes a step back.

???: "Oh, so you do remember Aya and Ana Maria huh? Scumbag."

???: "Anyway, what was I saying? Eric over there killed some friends of mine and covered it up. For 20 years. Aya and Ana Maria want their retribution, I give it to them in exchange for their help."

???: "We good? I can fight you later if you want."

Eric: "I'll not have my name slandered! The both of them went missing, I never did-"

???: "I have them right here, if you'd like to talk to both of them yourself."

Eric: "..."

Wordlessly, he turns and runs.

Levincia

-As Eric turns and runs, Kai steps in between to prevent pursuit.-

Kai: Oh, uh. So like, yeah, that's fucked. Super duper fucked. I just, uh... you understand, letting a man die after I offered him my protection would probably fuck me up really bad, and I would like to avoid the moral turmoil. So, y'know. I am going to fight you about it.

-They take a stance-

Kai: But, uh, no hard feelings?

Levincia, past

-When the glow subsides, Oedi is now a Lokix-

Iono: Clinch evolution? Lots of people will be tuning in for this one!

Lokix!Oedi: -Takes on a fighting pose-

Iridium: Let's do this Oedi!

Oedi: <You got it Sally!>

-Unfurls her back legs-

Iridium: Use Double Kick!

Oedi: -Propels herself forward to start kicking the daylights out of Mismagius with her third pair of legs-

Iono: Mismagius, finish it with Mystical Fire, quickly!

Mismagius: -Sends out flames-

Oedi: -Curls up and backflips over the flames, doing a three point landing, before her Tera Jewel flashes and she uses the momentum of her legs extending to ram Mismagius at high speed-

Mismagius: -Going flying and lands at Iono's feet, fainted-

Sushi High Roller, past

-Watching the victory, having decided to shelve the argument for the moment-

Yes, she won!

-With paternal pride-

But I wasn't expecting anything less.

Lydia: -Finds it in herself to also clap-

Chiyo: -Clapping- Heh, that's our girl.

-Eyebrow raise-

What was that thing Oedi did though with her legs?

-To Chiyo-

Showdown Mode, it's what a Lokix brings out in dire situations, but it's very energy intensive, so they tend to use it as a finisher or only in short bursts.

Chiyo: So like my stars then...

Edited by rmctagg09 on Jan 31st 2024 at 3:50:34 PM

Levincia

???: "Hm."

The Doublade sheathed at her hip flies into her hands.

???: "No hard feelings."

You can almost hear the cocky grin in her voice.

???: "But don't get upset if you lose~"

Both she and the Garchomp fly into action- Daydre leaping toward Kai with a sudden burst of speed ^mutter  you can almost hear her whisper 50% and the Garchomp sending a torrent of random street grit swirling around Chi-Yu.

Edited by Daydre on Jan 22nd 2024 at 7:40:52 AM

Levincia

-They can't lose.-

-The sudden shift in attitude is a little bit jarring.-

Kai: <I won't let that be a problem. I won't lose.>

-Daydre's initial lunge makes contact, as Kai's reaction time is not quite enough to evade it, though they do manage to grab her wrist and keep the blade from hitting anything important.-

Kai: (If I could, I'd try to drain the Doublade to weaken its grip on her, but unfortunately it's a Ghost. So next best option is to starve it.)

-They place their thumb on her wrist and drain her Aura. They don't quite think the implications of what starving an actively-wielded Doublade entails, as they're busy multitasking with issuing Chi-Yu an order.-

Kai: Chi-Yu, do what fire does best, and burn them!

-The flames flicker as swirling sand cuts through them, but the real damage is where the sand scratches at the bead. It seems to cast its own "body" toward the Garchomp, which turns blue and explodes.-

Levincia

Daydre narrows her eyes behind the helmet. She shifts her weight and tries to sweep Kai's legs out from under them with a kick, while simultaneously ripping her arm away from Kai's grip. Her strength is... somewhat surprising, so this might take them off-guard.

???: "Gaburias, break."

Garchomp Gaburias: -grunts in assent-

She guards against the flames— they dissipate against her crossed fins, but leave their mark regardless. Her next move is to bring down a scythe on Chi-Yu, but the move's power is reduced by a last-second wince.

Edited by Daydre on Jan 22nd 2024 at 10:55:23 AM

Levincia

-Kai does indeed lose their balance and their grip, and they catch themself before they completely sprawl out.-

Kai: ...

-They keep stooped low for a moment, glancing over at Chi-Yu and the Garchomp attacking them.-

Chi-Yu:    <Gh... so intent to fracture me, are you?>   

Kai: ...This is going to hurt me so badly, but we'll deal. Let's swap.

-Chi-Yu glances back, somewhat surprised.-

Kai: I can handle a bit of sand. You can handle a ghost. Whatever it takes to win.

-With that, Kai charges their hand with Aura for protection, before grabbing Chi-Yu's bead out of its own fire and tossing it behind them. The charged Aura sizzles and smokes, not unlike something Daydre's seen happen to a version of Kai before, and the Sand Tomb engulfs them instead, while Chi-Yu reforms from its bead outside of it.-

Chi-Yu:    <...Consider me impressed, mortal.>   

-Wisps of smoke puff off of Kai as the sand batters them, but they smirk.-

Kai: Gaburias, was it? You get to dance with me now.

-They brace themself, eyeing Gaburias for whatever course of action they take, while Chi-Yu turns their attention to Daydre and her swords.-

Chi-Yu:    <Which of you values their own life more, the ghosts, or the mortal?>   

-Their green eye swirls, and a more volatile burst of flame shoots out toward Daydre and her swords.-

Levincia, past

Iono: -Recalling Mismagius- That Lokix hit like a 10,000,000 Volt Thunderbolt, friendo. Well, obviously I prefer to win, but all the views our battle wracked up will make a great consolation prize for me.

Iridium: -Slightly lifts her mask to wipe some sweat off her forehead-

Iono: As for you, Sally, your prizes are this Tee Em and this Gym Badge.

-Twirls after handing Iridium her Electric Badge-

If any of you found our electrifying battle to be— bzzzt!—shocking, go smash that subscribe button!

-Waving-

Your eyeballs are mine, caught in my Electroweb! Whosawhatsit? Iono the Supercharged Streamer! Catch y'all later!"

-The stream cuts out-

Sushi High Roller, past

-As the stream finishes-

It looked like she was having... fun out there. I think it's been ages since I've battled completely for fun...

Levincia

Gaburias: <... You'd have me fight a human?>

???: "They— can probably take it."

Gaburias: <So be it.>

Daydre is thankfully not carrying any berries, though an Incinerate from a pokemon still hurts. Aya and Ana Maria grow hot under her hands, though the grips keep them from burning too bad.

???: Gh, that smarts.. Chi-Yu took decent damage from the Brick Break right? Better end this quickly...

Daydre scrapes her blades together, sloughing off some of the heated and warped material. Her movements become a blur and using Ana Maria she

cu

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The flames still on her person extinguish, like candles at a birthday party.

Meanwhile, Gaburias looks at this human who is probably only a bit shorter than her with... skepticism?

Gaburias: <... I know better than to underestimate my opponents.>

And she lashes out with a Dragon Claw.

Levincia

-The swipe of the sword strikes precisely on the jade bead of Chi-Yu's eye, and it shoots down toward the pavement, cracking. For a moment, it looks like that does them in-

-only for the fracture lines to glow red-hot, melting the jade back into shape again-

Chi-Yu:    <HAH! My saber-toothed kin could never best me, and it is a fool's wish to imagine a lesser sword could!>   

-The streetlights dim, as do Chi-Yu's flames (which, admittedly, are starting to sputter out), and a wave of shadow radiates from its eye and washes over Aya and Ana Maria.-

-Kai, meanwhile, raises an arm to take the Dragon Claw, receiving a nasty, but not-debilitating slash through their coat sleeve. The smoking Aura billows out from the point of laceration.-

Kai: Good, underestimating me would be an insult.

-They lunge forward with a hand, aiming a shockingly swift punch at the shoulder of the arm that just slashed them, aiming to force out life energy to absorb.-

Levincia, past

-Sometime after leaving Sushi High Roller-

Chiyo: So what Lydia is doing is not being sanctioned by the School.

-To Chiyo-

That's what seems to be the case.

Chiyo: Does this mean we change our plans regarding our little Iridium? Since I'm pretty sure Lydia's plan is going to crash and burn, and I'd rather not see her get caught in the crossfire.

-Hands in pockets-

That would be the logical thing to do, wouldn't it? To simply get her inside the Stormchaser, whether she wants to or not, and if not it simply wouldn't let her out like with Morgan and Clyde. But... It doesn't feel right, she should have a choice, instead of us adults making the choice for her. If we did that, she'd most likely resent both of us, at least for a while, and we'd deserve it. We're not putting our kid in prison, we'd hardly be any better than the School.

Chiyo: -Nods- I guess... we should just continue on our current path, and hope things end well. Even if it means leaving her in the hands of someone who calls her an "asset".

-She sounds particularly disgusted with the last word-

That's the thing Chiyo, I don't know...

Chiyo: -Eyebrow raise-

"Asset" might've been the word she was using, and maybe that's how she chooses to rationalize it to herself, but it wasn't how the emotion normally feels every time she spoke about Iridium. It was like that even when I met her the first time.

Chiyo: You think there's something more there?

Like with that guy I know she fucks?

Yes, even if she doesn't consciously recognize it as such, not exactly like the School gives lessons on caring about other people from what you and the others have said. Emotions might be caused by different things, but you saw how she got over the course of our conversation, or rather, when we decided to shelve it and focus on our daughter's Gym match. And also how someone who seems so focused on their own personal survival is willing to do something that risks getting liquidated if the School find out.

Chiyo: -Frustrated- Of course I know Lydia has layers, that's the last conversation we had before the School tried to shake us down for the cure, but this... Ugh, I just hate this whole situation.

I do too, and the sooner it ends the better.

Edited by rmctagg09 on Jan 23rd 2024 at 4:10:49 AM

Levincia

Daydre clicks her tongue. Aya and Ana Maria throw up a Protect Barrier around her— she's safe from the Dark Pulse, but she looks worn out.

???: "Gab, we've already taken too much time. Let's go."

Gaburias: <Very well.>

Right as Kai's about to hit her, she slams her claws into the ground. The area erupts into a storm of rubble, grit, maybe some sand, and mostly trash.

Daydre jumps on Gaburias' back, and through some kind of trickery both manage to disappear into the storm.

Levincia

-Kai winces as the sand kicks up, trying to focus through it.-

Kai: Where are you going? The fight's not over yet!

-Chi-Yu's flames flicker, and it leers through the sandstorm-

-...but it's especially hard to lock eyes with someone when you only have one of them-

-Kai just stands there, Aura rising off of them like steam on a cold day, as the sandstorm dies down.-

???: <Beep-beep, coming through, make wa— >

Kai: You're late.

-They practically hiss the words at the car that just now screeches to a halt in the fray.-

-Well, not a car, exactly, but certainly an engine, with a Cyclizar riding atop it.-

Revavroom: <Hey, hey, chill out! You're lucky I'm here at all!>

Kai: ........

-With the battle over, their mind seems to clear a bit, and they sigh. The pain from their slash wounds starts to set in, and it hurts, but they grit their teeth and bear with it.-

Kai: ...Right. Thanks for trying. Maybe you can figure out what's up with that other guy.

Revavroom: <...Other guy????>

Kai: ...nevermind. Just... go back to... whatever you were...

Cyclizar: <...Kai? You're not looking too hot.>

Kai: ...'mfine........

-Kai, evidently not fine,    blacks out.   -

Battle Academy, Safari Sector

-Chesed takes a sip of his coffee.-

-The Mankey that is staring at him blinks.-

-Xavier looks between the two of them, baffled.-

Xavier: Is he a... friend of yours?

Chesed: I'm not sure. He just wandered out of the grass and has been standing there for the last five minutes.

Xavier: Is that normal?

-Chesed takes another sip.-

Chesed: Oh heavens no. Mankey are usually rambunctious and rowdy at their quietest. The fact that this one hasn't tried tearing my hair out is an anomaly by itself.

Xavier: And you haven't done anything about it, why?

Chesed: Because I'm afraid I'll provoke him if I move or look at him.

-Xavier tilts her head. Is the reason Chesed has his eyes closed so often because he's been in these situations before?-

-The Mankey looks over at Xavier. Xavier looks back.-

Xavier: Hi!

-She gives a little wave. The Mankey raises a paw and also waves.-

Xavier: I see you're staring at Chesed. Are you... hungry?

-The Mankey shakes his head.-

Xavier: Do you want his coffee?

-The Mankey shakes his head. Chesed gives a sigh of relief.-

Xavier: Do you... uh... want to fight?

-The Mankey stops for a moment before nodding.-

Xavier: Oh? Okay then.

Chesed: Oh, that makes sense. The Safari is a no-combat zone. But we usually drum out the combative ones.

Xavier: Maybe he just wanted to be polite, and got shuffled into the Safari anyway?

Chesed: That would be... very strange for a Mankey.

Xavier: Everything around here is strange.

Chesed: Point made. I'll let Gebura know you're coming.

"Oho, clever!" Denali said, pulling a top hat out of nowhere. "Time for a bit of showmanship!"

Silas and Hacks looked to each other, shrugged and began to follow, only for Denali to block them. "No, you have your own challenge to get through. Those accessories aren't free and are on your bill."

With a snap of their fingers, Silas and Hacks fell into a dark pit.

Mesagoza, Star Centro Commercial

-It's getting to be late in the afternoon, but by some miracle of motivation, a certain young man has finally managed to drag himself out of bed and down to the mall.-

-Not that it's easy to tell he's a young man at first glance. His most notable feature is the onyx-like prosthetic that replaces his right arm from the shoulder down, but beyond that, the long dark hair and the breezy pink sundress might throw people off. Hanging off his back like a rucksack, with arms wrapped around his shoulders, is a Weavile.-

-Currently, he's browsing clothes.-

Lucius: Hmm... I dunno. I like pink, but sky blue might go better with the rest of my wardrobe. What do you think?

Ripley: <What're you asking me for? I'm a mom, sure, but I'm not your mom. Get whatever you want.>

Lucius: Is it too much to imagine that I might care about your opinion?

Ripley: <Uh, yeah, it is, actually. You've never done so before, I can't imagine why you'd start now.>

Lucius: Look, I am trying to be more considerate, so can you-

-A hand falls on his shoulder, and he wheels around in alarm, only to find himself face-to-face with a white-haired girl about his age.-

Lissa: Fucking hell, dude, chill out. I just wanted to say hi.

Lucius: Then don't- don't do that! Jeez, you nearly gave me a heart attack.

Lissa: Would that be enough to finish you off?

Lucius: I dunno. Maybe?

Lissa: You don't know?

Lucius: I'm not exactly eager to test it.

Lissa: Makes sense. Sorry to startle you. I didn't know you were in town, but it's good to see you again.

Lucius: ...Yeah. You too.

-Lissa hitches an eyebrow.-

Lissa: You're out here just shopping by yourself? For a solo activity, you're dressed up to the nines.

Lucius: Yeah, well, maybe I just- actually, you know what? I don't have to justify how I dress to you. I like feeling pretty. That's all.

-Lissa shrugs.-

Lissa: Fair enough.

-There's a few seconds of awkward silence before Lucius speaks up again.-

Lucius: ...So, how's Alice doing?

Lissa: Same as usual. I don't have any more of a read on her than you do, dude. She plays her cards close to her chest, you know that.

Lucius: Yeah, but... I mean, you're about as close to her as it's possible to get, right?

-Lissa sighs.-

Lissa: ...Look, I dunno if she's willing to talk to you again yet. Give it a couple of months. I'll drop the idea and let you know what she says.

Lucius: Thanks, man.

Lissa: Don't mention it.

-She turns away, but not before calling over her shoulder.-

Lissa: I'd go with the blue, but that's just me. I think it'd look good on you.

Lucius: ...Noted.

-He heaves a sigh, takes the blue blouse off the hook, and steps into the elevator, which is currently occupied by a middle-aged woman and her Glameow.-

Ripley: <Are you always that awkward around old friends?>

Lucius: Shush, you. I'm not talking to my Pokemon while I'm around other people. I'd look insane.

Glameow: <Oh, I wouldn't be so worried about that, Lucy.>

-Lucius blinks.-

Lucius: ...Wait, how do you-

-Two things happen at once.-

-Firstly: the elevator jolts to a sudden halt. The lights flicker, and an announcement comes over the speakers.-

PA: Estás usando este software de traducción de forma incorrecta. Por favor, consulta el manual.

-Secondly: Lucius realises why the Glameow is familiar, at the same time as he realises just who he's stuck in the elevator with.-

Delilah: ...Lucius.

Lucius: ...Mom.

Edited by Herbert40k on Jan 24th 2024 at 12:17:58 PM

Battle Master's Office

-Dune's brain tingles.-

Rill: ... <You're making that face again.>

Dune: I'm not adopting-

Rill: <No, not that face. You're making the other face. The one you would always get whenever you'd go to Phenac.>

Dune: ... Oh. That face.

-He makes that face, but harder now that he's actually thinking about it.-

Rill: <What'd your parents do this time?>

Dune: I don't think it's mine this time...

CW: discussion of parental abuse, queerphobia

Mesagoza, Star Centro Commercial

Delilah: ...Are you honestly going to keep up this performative facade of not talking to me?

Lucius: Was planning on it.

Delilah: And what in the world are you wearing, anyway?

Lucius: Um, a dress? Have you not seen one before?

Delilah: Don't get snippy with me, Lucius. You know why I'm asking.

Lucius: Because you still can't believe your firstborn child turned out to be such a massive flaming queer?

Delilah: That's not-

-She allows herself a sharp intake of breath.-

Delilah: ...You're being very unfair, as always. I wasn't about to pass judgement on your choice of lifestyle, regardless of whether or not I approve of it.

Lucius: Yet here we are.

Delilah: Can we not just have a civil conversation, as adults? I'm not exactly thrilled by our current predicament either, but there's nothing to be gained from pretending it isn't happening.

-Ripley looks over at the Glameow.-

Ripley: <...Could you try and tear my throat out, please? I could really do with the distraction.>

Glameow: <Nope. Pampered housecat over here. I'm not about to compromise my position by acting up in public.>

Ripley: <We're not in public! This is about as closed circle as you can get!>

Glameow: <Sorry, too busy strategically pampering myself.>

Battle Academy

-Roland stops. A chill runs down his spine. He looks around, frantically.-

Roland: Damn. I'm getting jumpy. Thought Gran was around again...

Angela: The Purple Tear? Why would she be here?

Roland: Exactly. Been whole lot of not-her around lately. Dunno why I'm feeling it now, though.

CW: discussion of parental abuse, queerphobia

Mesagoza, Star Centro Commercial

Delilah: ...I asked you a question, Lucius.

Lucius: And here I am, not answering.

Delilah: I don't think I'm being unreasonable when I start making inquiries about my son's life.

Lucius: Well, too bad! You gave up that right when you decided Liam wasn't your son!

-Delilah looks genuinely confused for a moment.-

Delilah: Liam? Who on earth is- oh. That is what she's calling herself now, isn't it? Either way, yes, I feel quite confident in saying that I don't have a son named Liam.

-...-

-Lucius takes a deep breath, fists clenched.-

Lucius: You say this shit, and then you wonder why we don't talk to each other.

-Delilah is quiet for a while, before finally speaking up again.-

Delilah: ...You were always troublesome. Did you know that, Lucius?

Lucius: I do my best to be.

Delilah: No, you- that's not the point. I'm trying to explain something to you here. You have never made things easy for me, from the very day you were born, and yet still I do my best.

-She sucks in air through her teeth.-

Delilah: I'm not exaggerating. The very day you were born. You took me 40 hours. I was in agony the entire time, barely conscious when they handed you to me. You were a beautiful, healthy little baby boy. And I felt nothing. I knew I should, should've felt something, be it happiness, or relief, or anything, but I didn't have it in me. I'm not a person given to extremes of emotion. But even then, I didn't resent you for the trouble you brought me.

-She shakes her head.-

Delilah: I'm telling you this because I hope it might help you understand. All my life, people have been trying to tell me how I ought to feel. And I try, Lucius, I do try. I've gotten quite good at acting over the years. But when you reach my age... you get sick of it, honestly. Your generation claim you're all about tolerance, yet there's no room in your worldview for people like me.

Lucius: Because you're a fucking sociopath!

Delilah: And that's my fault, is it? I did my best. You were always a lost cause, but Z-

Lucius: Don't you fucking dare. He's my brother. Use his name.

Delilah: ...Fine. Liam I could be proud of. Liam was smart, motivated. Why throw it all away, all for the sake of pretending to be something you're not? It baffles me.

Lucius: Maybe he was just sick and tired of pretending to be what you expected him to be.

Delilah: It's not easy to be a young woman, Lucius, no matter how much you might enjoy dressing up as one.

-....-

Delilah: ...Listen, I think I'm being very magnanimous here. You hate me. I know you hate me. But I don't hate you. I don't understand why you keep dressing like a girl, or why Z- Liam feels the need to insist upon being a boy, but I could never hate either of you.

Lucius: ...Because you could never love us either.

Delilah: I told you, I tried. You didn't make it easy. You're stubborn, like your father. Once he decided he was right about something, there was no talking him out of it.

Lucius: ...Did you ever love him, at least?

-There's a long moment of silence.-

Delilah: ...I don't think I owe you an answer to that question.

Lucius: And I don't think I owe you the right to a fucking conversation.

Delilah: ...Very well. I just want you to know that, once again, I did try.

Lucius: No. You didn't. If you had ever tried, we might still be on speaking terms.

-There is a resentful silence until the lights flicker again and the elevator jolts back into motion. It resumes its descent for a few moments before the doors slide open.-

Lucius: Oh, thank fuck.

Delilah: Language, Lucius.

Lucius: Fuck you.

-He storms out, and finds his way to one of the changing rooms.-

-It's there that he finally curls up and lets the tears fall.-

Battle Academy

Lian stops and looks quickly over her shoulder.

Why did she feel an empathetic pulse of disappointing a queerphobic parent? She didn't have parents. Nor was she queer.

...

She was pretty sure she wasn't anyway.

Stormchaser

Whitt stares at the dishwasher.

"So, you're telling me that I don't even need to wash my dishes in the sink? I can just put them in here and they'll be cleaned for me?"

The light on the dishwasher blinks twice in answer.

"And even despite that people still leave their dirty dishes by the sink?"

Another two blinks.

"You know it's a wonder you've done so well against the School."

Five blinks this time, carrying a much more complex meaning whose specificity is lost to Whitt. But if he didn't know any better, he would think the Stomchaser is ranting about something.

Paldea, East Province Area Three

Liliaceae: -twee- <Cannibalism is for things with young-rearing and prion disease.>

Abilene: Have you been talking with Rosa again?

Liliaceae: -nibble- <...learning 'bout gardening.>

Liliaceae: -kicks legs- <Let me down.>

-Abilene just drops her, and she bounces, gamely-

Abilene: To answer your query, Centaurea, Sitrus and Lilium aren't even in the same order. It's not Torchic and Egg—check yourself before you wreck yourself.

Liliaceae: -nobble- <You talk a lot with Ms. Megan.>

Abilene: ...

-...-

Abilene: -to Ever- That's good. I am happy for this development.

-she holds herself like a gate and sounds a bit like a greeting card-

Abilene: -smiling- I am happy that you are happy. That is all that—

-the gate crumbles-

Abilene: Yes, it's strange, isn't it?

-she laughs, a bit helplessly-

Abilene: To feel—normal. When it isn't normal. Yes?

Mesagoza, Aside Alley - several extremely unfortunate minutes ago

-a top frantically sweeps and skips over roofing, pinging off the occasional flying nut or bolt- Logan: Put that back!

Phoebe the Plusle: -nubsful of parts- <Did you hear something? I think I heard something.>

Deim the Minun: -likewise- <...didn't.>

Phoebe: -mleh- <Definitely not some narc who wants to ruin big munchies and free snow day for the kiddies.>

Deim: <...yum. ...altruism.>

Logan: This school is free-range! Just pick an outlet!

Cyclizar: <Dude, be—urk—easy on the turns.>

Logan: -blink- Sorry!

-too late to pull out of the current skid—they direct their mount into a spinning slide that lets them—push—off a chimney with their hand, lifting the lizard up and over a hard, pointy pivot-

-they hear their Styler shield strain—and again, when tires rejoin roof-

Cyclizar: <You drive like a maniac.>

-Logan gives them a pat with their non-sore, Styler-bearing arm-

Logan: Forgot I'm not riding my usuals. I'll tone it down.

-the Cyclizar narrows its eyes-

-their intent sketches out a comparatively smooth, sedate path on actual roads in the bond between them, with just one hop on an umbrella to reach it- Phoebe: -cackling-

-at this rate, they'd catch those rats in...about three hours-

Cyclizar: <...herman@, you haven't seen what I can do.>

Addie: <Ha, ha.>

-she snags another bundle of parts, slinging it away from its thief to the Civil Repair Club below-

Deim: <...suck a d—>

Addie: Careful, now.

Logan: -bright- Really?

Cyclizar: <Hit me.>

-that dizzying adrenaline surges into him again, and they skip right toward the pile of Pawmo drinking themselves silly—and sparky—off a hewn-apart power conduit-

Logan: ...at least the worst this can do to someone is let them sleep in.

Phoebe: <I can do no wrong!>

Edited by Asterisk395 on Jan 23rd 2024 at 6:36:16 AM

Mesagoza

-Red is walking down the road, watching the lights flicker off.-

Red: Huh.

-He looks down at his belt before remembering that he had to give the really experienced Pokemon back to Cid.-

Red: Darn. Well maybe- hm.

-He considers his team.-

Red: ... Maybe not having a Fire or Electric-Type not have been a smart idea.

Silas and Hacks crashed into the stage, they had been falling for a good 30 minutes. Thankfully nothing was broken, Denali's challenges never killed anyone, but pain was an option.

"Ow..." Silas muttered. He stood up and straightened himself out a bit, helping Hacks up as well.

~Hate this... hate everything about this.~

"Denali's nothing if not one for a show," Silas muttered.

"Quite right you are!" Denali cried out, appearing in a sudden flash. They assumed Diancie form and danced about before resuming human form, an applause rang out from the darkness.

Silas looked to Hacks, who was looking apologetic, and Silas simply sighed before looking to Denali. "Okay, what's the challenge?"

"I got a few options, I was gonna have you do a rap battle or a singing contest... I can hear it in the tremble of your voice, those chords have practice. Been practicing huh?"

Silas said nothing, and just raised a brow, Denali sighed. "But such talents of showmanship are wasted on you!"

Well now he was just insulted, he had been to karaoke nights several times and he was pretty damn good! His baka mita was near perfect now!

"But I've noticed, new hand, as well the way you move, something is different... and I wanna see. No help either."

Silas was about to say something when Denali snapped their fingers, and in a puff of smoke he vanished.

He blinked, and looked about. Okay... he was on a train, a very fast moving train, currently racing along some mountainside. Looking up he saw... A health bar.

"HEY WHAT THE FUCK?!"