-Sam groans and looks to find he's near the center. He quickly releases Grace=
Grace: -Sees James and Goldie and blanks- <What on earth happened?!?>
Sam: Tell ya later, get his Ninetales to the pokecenter, she was acting possesed or something before I took her down. I'll take him to an ER, you get going.
-Grace nods and runs into the center while Sam picks up James and looks for an ER. Grace bursts into the center, placing Goldie on the desk-
Grace: <This Ninetales needs help! She's been acting demented and it took a lot of attacks to get her to faint.>
Nurse Joy: -Shocked at Sams sudden arrival but shakes her head and nods- Right, Audino! Get a stretcher!
-The Audino react instantaneously and get Goldie back into the Center in a few moments.-
"I live, lived?, to serve and protect."Virbank City
Herbert: Mezzopiano Morendo... that doesn't help at all! -aloud- Eh, I'm hardly one to comment on parental strangeness. In any case, you wouldn't happen to know any good hotels in this city, would you?
A little while later, at Flocessy Ranch
Hmm... I guess this must be Flocessy Ranch... Huh?
- Notices a Blitzle -
A Blitzle?
- Checks Pokedex -
... Strange. Blitzle aren't supposed to be found in the wild in this area, so what is this one doing here?
Blitzle: (notices us)
Uh... Hello there, Blitzle.
Blitzle: (just stands there)
Virbank
Jacob: "This is all incredibly interesting. Where were you Argentum?"
Argentum: <Talking with Sakura.>
Jacob: "............. Fun. Did you tell them that....?"
Argentum: -Amused- <Admission. Thought about it. However, did not disclose that fact.>
Jacob: "Excellent."
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."Somewhere
A few bite marks and a dozen Feraligatr skin suitcases later, Des is fast asleep cuddled up Sparkers and Cera.
Des's Mindscape
Within vast expanse of black, a small cone of light breaks up the never ending darkness. Underneath this spotlight is a round table. It is quartered with a cross and has an individual sitting at each arm of the cross. One of vile cunning and maliciousness, donning the uniform of a Rocket. One of justice and heroism decked out in green. One of a young age who maintains balance with a swing of his gavel, draped in purple judicial robes. One wearing all grey, who rarely partakes in discussion and does nothing but sleep his lazy ass off all day. Seriously though, this guy does't even have a proper seat, he just lays on top the table. The last seat remains empty for now...
Rocket!Des: I like the new outfit.
Justice!Des: Are you bein' sarcastic? I can never tell with you.
Rocket!Des:...
Order!Des: -facetables- Uhh I'm bored.
Justice!Des: We could play "Mope Over Hikari" again eheh.
Rocket!Des: Face it Justice she's not into us. You. We? Whatever. Besides we got over her a while ago. Ever since we got that scar.
Rocket!Des slowly moves his hand up to his face and strokes a scar that goes right across his left cheek. Identical scars are on all those present.
Order!Des: Ah but you must admit some attraction still lingers.
Rocket!Des: Yeah but the idiot's to righteous to act upon it. He doesn't want to hurt her again so he decides to leave his own heart in shambles.
Justice!Des: Hey I repaired the heart!
Rocket!Des: Hmmph, if it's somethin' you fixed, then it's probably still broken.
Justice!Des: Do you wanna go?
Rocket!Des jumps out of his chair.
Rocket!Des: Hell yeah I wanna go!
Rocket!Des leaps over the table and tackles Justice!Des. The two scrap it out resulting in a Big Ball of Violence.
Order!Des: Uh guys? Could you please stop?
His words fall upon death ears.
Order!Des:-sigh-
The young judge plucks a pair of needles and a ball of yarn from hammer space and begins knitting a scarf.
Stagnant!Des:-snore-
Order!Des: I agree Stagnant. Entropy's replacement better get his butt here quickly so balance can be reestablished.
As if on cue a ball of flame suddenly appears in the empty chair.
Order!Des: Speak of the devil.
Justice and Rocket stop fighting long enough to see there new arrival. The fire goes out as a a figure now sits in the chair. Torn jacket, ripped up shirt, covered in cuts, scars and bruises. Not a single colour could be attributed to him, enforcing his chaotic nature which cannot be tied down. Cradled in his arms is an urn which he puts on the table. 'Poncho' is engraved upon it's surface.
Arena!Des: Sorry I'm late. Took a little detour. Ended up gettin' my best friend killed. It trust all of you have faired better than I?
Order!Des: ._.
Rocket!Des: ._.
Justice!Des: ._.
Stagnant!Des:-snore-
edited 30th Mar '13 2:57:42 PM by NewfieMEKZ
Virbank City
Herbert: If I do end up battling any of the gyms here, then it'll be to get TMs. I have no time for badges, and no interest in challenging the League over here.
-notices Eskay- Oh, another stranger. I'm Herbert, resident tagalong. I'll spare you my backstory.
edited 30th Mar '13 3:01:04 PM by Herbert40k

Virbank
Argentum: <Because if I made it up you'd be even madder at him. I like to keep things interesting. And interesting means drama. So yes. He's heading to the Studios now.>
-With a hint of amusment- <He'll be much different then last time, though.> -Tucks in legs and shoots off towards Jacob-
Vibank City Elsewhere
Argentum: -Flies over towards group, and Regina puts Jacob back in his chair-
"If there is no way to win, I will simply force a way."