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 Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 11:49 am
"They're liberated, huh?" Wayne cracked a dry smirk, "That's good to know."
He'd make to stand up, and if Yana didn't stop him he'd walk over to collect his pokémon, putting them in his pockets. Regardless of what happened, Wayne continued: "If they're gone then whatever you say now is just an empty threat. I'm done talking to you. Get out of my way."
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 11:51 am
"You have no guarantees," Henrietta said. It was an observation, it was the same one that had lead her to figure out Reid. She wasn't someone special that'd be the first to be targeted. For all she knew, everyone was in the exact same position.
Stop!
An echo of a memory, Henrietta's grip tightened as Reid probed. Her aura was free, her eyes were alight with determination and emotion. A serious face, at any moment she could attack.
Candidacy?
"I'll save them." Reid would have to probe harder, faster. Her thoughts were clear now, an echo.
I'll save them.
"Without anyone dieing."
***
"Rap battle?" Goldberg said. "Yeah, sure, what's the bet?" He would step outside then, lighting the cigar with a lighter and a few puffs.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 1:09 pm
Standing, Takamaru walked over to Saria whom was still perched atop one of the many Skyscrapers that littered Castelia. Rubbing his Hands together, thnen lifting them to his mouth to breath warm air out onto them. "Its getting pretty chilly out here, wanna head back?" the trainer asked his Skarmory, Lancer still resting on he Fire escape, curled up in Tk's Jacket. Saria craned her neck around to look at Tk. she'd make a noise from deep within, kinda like a gurgle as she slowly moved her large metal head back and Forth. "alright, well stay a bit longer" The trainer replied, reaching up to rub the side of her metallic beak. It wasn't lone ago that he and his mom had been going through old picture's together. In fact, it was a day or two since before he came to unova. Anyway's. one of the pictures where of His Dad, way younger than he knew him to be, but also in the picture was a small, much younger Saria. ((This)). It was at that time that his Mother had told him, Everyone in there family, Everyone bearing the Takashi Name, was required to catch a Skarmory Before there allowed the marry. Same goes for there Spouse. So, Since she was marrying into the Takashi Family, she was required to Catch a Skamory herself. Leaning on the edge of unamed Skyscraper that he, Saria and Lancer where located, He'd smile. Thinking over the memory made him a little less homesick. Then his thoughts shifted to Plasma, Seeing as how the skyscraper he was overlooking, overlooking the Plasma HQ. This brought up Bad memories. Memories of Death, of Fire, Now came the question, 'what do i think of plasma?'He'd asked himself this question quite a few time since both the dream yard incident as well as the pinwheel forest incident. and still, he was unsure of what to think of them. On one hand, they'd attacked and murdered several munna to get there hand on the 'dream mist', but at the same time, they claimed to be Pokemon Lover's. that itself didn't add up. Then you had the fact that He himself had killed another person, during the same Dream yard incident. But, It was justified...Right? This is the part he always suffered confusion From. this was a weakness that plasma was sure to exploit should he meddle in anymore of there affairs. and yet, here he was, right next to the plasma HQ, why? one thing was for sure, If he hated Plasma, It was making everything so damn difficult. "Tch" he made the noise as he looked away from the building, he couldn't stand looking at it anymore. Instead, he looked across the empty dark Rooftop that was the Unnamed Skyscraper. Needless to say, it was creepy as hell. It was Dark, there were various vent like structures as well as Metallic boxes used to house electrical mechanisms, things to help Run the building. there were four lamps, on at each corner, it was a pretty big roof, plenty of places to Hide as well as sneak. The lamps added shadows to everything, making it 10x creepier. The again, Tk had a mundane Fear of the dark. 'Why don't i have Any Pokemon with the move Flash?' he found himself thinking, Hands in his pockets.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 2:12 pm
Yana would make to stop Wayne. Instead of allowing the trainer to get up, she'd lightly press the tip of the blade into his neck, keeping him pinned back unless he wanted the rest of her sword to go through. "I don't think you grasp what's going on yet," she told him in her usual bored monotone.
The fire sprinklers above Wayne's bed went off, but the water did not shower out in a typical wide manner. Instead, the drops all redirected in the air towards the chair, congregating into a water blob that settled into the form of a Vaporeon. The Vaporeon returned to solid form and sat on her hinds legs next to the pokeballs.
Now the fire sprinklers continued to go off as usual, spraying water all over the room. "Your pokemon have been liberated from you. There whereabouts are under our control. Whether you see them again is under our control." Yana rose up her parasol. The water drops cascaded onto the floor around her, keeping her dry.
"This threat is not empty. You, your father and that friend of his are looking into something you shouldn't be. The friends you've made have interfered with our progress one time too many. None of the people you know are safe unless you cooperate."
Her eyes narrowed and she would move to press the blade a little further. "Back off. Stop your search. Go off and do something else, but if you cross paths with Team Plasma again you'll regret it. No one outside of this room gets to be in on this secret. Tell anyone, and the result is the same."
Yana's gaze lightened slightly. The parasol twirled above her head. "Say you'll do it, Wayne. I don't want Katelyn's blood on my sword."
****
"There's only one way to do that," Reid said, his voice now having an air of commanding to it. He began to focus his ability even more into the probe. The psychic shut off channels with Crofton and Sachiko to power up the drilling psychic force.
"When you leave this banquet, no one else will hear about our talk. You said you wanted to find out more about Team Plasma. Don't. If you do, we'll know. We're everywhere, Henrietta."
Don't resist. You'll only fall to me.
"There are thing we can do that you'll never understand. And if you try to find out, it'll only hurt. Don't you wonder how you got Darumi back?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:08 pm
((Just realized the irony of Wayne being pinned at the neck for snooping when Tess was in the same position for the same thing minutes ago))
Jump shrugged as he lit his cigarette. "No bets. Just for kicks," he said exhaling a stream of smoke to his other side. "I haven't free styled in a long time. Not since I was a kid."
He wasn't a kid all that long ago. The closer you get to light speed travel, the more time slows down. Jump aged slower than his friends did, thanks to his running speed. But even beyond that, he remembered his old adventures like they were yesterday.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 3:12 pm
"huh? oh, um... ok then, nice meeting you too" the boy smiled.
and just like that the pair was alone again. kenta looked at sasha. "hm... what should we do now? there still not talking yet"
sasha smiled and started dragging kenta around. he wasnt sure where they were headed but it seemed she did. they reached some stairs and she headed up. soon she sat down, making kenta do the same. where they were, you could see above the whole party. kenta smiled. "this is a great spot youve found, sasha!"
sasha smiled and looked down at the people with kenta
(i think im getting the layout right, if not someone tell me ^^' i should be in the same direction henrietta went. when she could see the whole party. and no, im not planning to jump in randomly and get involved lol... unless theres a scream or splosion to get my attention logically ofcorse biggrin )
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:24 pm
((Oh man, that gives me an idea))
The dark street lit up with the headlamps from a taxicab, making Zack squint to avoid being dazzled. The cab pulled up at the side of the road, engine chugging as a little girl in a white dress hopped out of the back seat. Her mother paid the driver and followed her out, heels clicking on the sidewalk as she straightened up. The girl's eyes lit up when she saw Zack.
"Daddy!" Katelyn shouted, running over as fast as she could without tripping over the hem of her dress. Zack dropped to one knee and scooped her up, spinning his daughter around.
"Someone's excited," Elizabeth said, smiling as she approached. Katelyn had her arms wrapped around Zack's neck, hugging him like it was her last chance.
Zack was genuinely surprised. He was expecting to spend the rest of the evening helping them pack travel essentials before driving down to the airport for a late flight. Instead he got a glammed-up Elizabeth and Katelyn looking like a princess.
"What are you...?" Zack started, faltering at Elizabeth's reassuring smile.
"This might be our last night together as a family," Elizabeth said, "for a long time, at least."
Katelyn was set down, and her tiny hands soon wrapped around her parents' fingers. She was smiling.
"Where's Wayne?" Elizabeth asked.
"I don't know, I've not seen him." Zack then realised that he really hadn't seen Wayne. He expected the kid to be at the Plasma Banquet of all places, but his occasional glance down onto the party returned with the faces of strangers. Well, not entirely, but he'd try and avoid his father all the same.
"That's a shame, really thought he'd be with you," Elizabeth said with a sigh. She brightened up when she crouched down to Katelyn's eye level, "But we can have a good time anyway can't we?"
"Yep!"
Zack smiled and shook his head. They'd head back to the Plasma Banquet. Even though it was getting late, Katelyn wasn't the slightest bit tired. She was brighter now and Elizabeth wasn't worrying as much. It wasn't until later that Zack gave that serious thought.
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Wayne grabbed Yana's blade. He wouldn't go to move it from his throat. He'd just squeeze. Not even caring about the slicing of his skin or the blood dripping from his fist.
He was easygoing for the most part. But Yana hadn't just struck a nerve, she was dancing on them.
"Go ******** yourself," he spat, glaring at the Plasma woman.
There was a knock at the door and a familiar voice.
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"Hey, Wayne!" Shery called, "the receptionist told me you were in here. Open up!"
She tapped her foot. Audino stared up at her impatient trainer. The teenager had ditched her nurse's outfit for something more conventional; a loose white shirt with a black, faded pokéball print on the front, dark red jeans with black boots, and her hair was cut short.
The hearing pokémon had been a little bit worried during the day when Shery zoomed around town like a woman possessed. It had been a makeover day. And now was her chance to prove that she wasn't a cosplaying porn star nurse.
"You better not be sleeping!"
Audino sighed.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 4:35 pm
Yana tilted her head slightly. What was he doing? Was this to prove his conviction? It wasn't the response she had expected.
The knock on the door caused Vaporeon to jump to her feet. Yana didn't look back. She winked at Wayne while her pokemon turned into water, moving towards the window. The liquid flowed and seeped underneath it, forcing it open.
"Remember, no hard feelings."
She resheathed her sword and ran, jumping out the window and landing onto her Vaporeon. The pokemon's water body streamed down like a slide to the next roof, and Yana would continue moving until she was blocks away.
****
N walked around the dance floor to the bar, where Salieri was standing with two glasses full of red wine.
“One for you,” she said to N, passing him a glass while she sat back down on her stool. “And one for me!” The Battle Girl wasn’t really feeling the two champagnes she had before. For a second she mused over the possibility that her alcohol tolerance went up. From one night of drinking, though? Impossible.
Her thoughts were broken when she looked up at N. The trainer stared at his glass, unsure of how to proceed with the unfamiliar wine. She giggled, smiling at him.
“It’s not going to bite you, N.”
N raised his wine glass up to his face, peering at the red liquid inside. He sniffed at it, cautiously bringing his head away when he got a whiff of it’s strong odor. “Is this safe?”
Salieri gave him a nod. “Yeah, if you’re responsible about it.” She hoisted her glass up. “Cheers.”
The green haired trainer looked at the glass one more time before clinking it to Sal’s. He watched Salieri take a swig of the wine, and when her lips left the glass she seemed to be okay. So he imitated her.
N’s eyes bulged and he leaned forward, covering his mouth while forcing himself to down the drink as he gagged. The reaction caused Salieri to burst out into laughter, slapping her hands on the table and rocking in her seat.
“Why would anyone willingly drink that?” N gagged, trying to regain composure. Salieri wrinkled her nose at the sight. It was just too funny to see N look all flustered.
“I’m not sure, I’m really just experimenting with drinks right now,” she admitted sheepishly. Suddenly, she stood up and held out a hand. “But if you don’t want to drink, then maybe you want to dance?”
N observed the hand, and then his eyes drifted up to Sal’s. “A dance?”
“Come on, N. I’ve never seen you dance before.”
The green haired trainer failed to see how that logic provided him a reason to dance. “I’ve never seen you dance either.”
“Look at you, all tensed up. You need to relax and so do I. Don’t leave me hanging, here.”
N didn’t do anything right away. It was a foreign situation to him. He had been taught how to dance just in case something like this ever happened, but he never expected it to. Especially not with Salieri.
But she was right. N was tense, and not just here. He had been feeling tense all day. This city was worse than Nacrene.
After some consideration, he nodded and took her hand, standing up next to her. “Very well. I shall except this dance.”
Salieri grinned as she led him to the dancefloor. “Just because you’re dressed like a prince doesn’t mean you have to sound like a dork.”
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 5:21 pm
((Wine is bad. At least the wine I've had is bad. This one time me and my friend bought these really cheap bottles of wine and had a race to see who could finish theirs first. It was so disgusting gonk
I hear it's an acquired taste, but I'm more inclined to believe that anyone who drinks wine regularly has slaughtered their taste buds.))
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2012 8:56 pm
((Depends on the type of wine. I've had bad wines and amazing wines. My ex's mom bought this great wine, he'd stay up for hours drinking it and talking.))
N-no, I don't have any f-friends.
Reid struck a nerve. Henrietta's eyes narrowed. Her muscles tensed. At any moment she could move, she could attack. It took a great deal of effort not to, it felt like. She was shaking. Threatening her, her friends, and now mentioning Darumi? Did this tie in with her missing memories?
L-let me down!
"Stopping me doesn't stop everyone."
Tess? I-i'm Henrietta.
That's right, there was only one way they could stop everyone.
I'm not very good at anything....
"Who else are you targeting?"
I don't... have anything left...
"Because I'll stop you."
Why am I alive?
***
"Just a battle then?" Goldberg could do that. He puffed his cigar as he tilted his head back to stare up at the night sky. "Alright, sounds interesting. I'm in. Better be good, though. Boring shits no fun, you know?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 9:36 am
((Whats this? I disappears for two day's, come back, and there arnt 10 new pages littered with walls upon walls of Text. I am dissapoint.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 1:44 pm
((ik! its been 3 days and nothings happend scream ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 2:29 pm
((Boom. Something happens.))
Luka was back at the bar. If it was the alcohol that had caused what had happened there, then, he wanted to double check. Something didn't make sense to him, so, he wanted to do some studying over the situation. He took a swig of cider again and felt his arm throb, but nothing happened ((Much like what happened over the past few days razz )). It was weird. Clearly, it wasn't the alcohol. Then.... what was that? What had happened to him?
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 4:38 pm
((Nothing, obviously razz ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 3:04 am
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