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"C'moooooooon Naaaaaaaavy. Thought you were the kinda guy that didn't back down from a fight!" Kaz swayed left to right from his cross legged position atop a rock as the hues of blue of the Ultra Deep surrounded him. From behind a translucent Ultra Beast familiar to both him and the man he addressed hovered behind Kazimir and rubbed one of its tentacles on his shoulders. Kazimir just nuzzled into it smudging the purple stains on his face even more. "Or is my new buddy here that scary?"

Blue eyes burned brightly as watched for the next move against him and the Ultra Beast. A smile crept along his face as he hoped it was direct against them. He wanted to tear into them. One way or another. That's what the poison that flowed in his body was telling him to do.

Let loose. Be wild.

Still the Ultra Beast had other plans in mind. It wanted to protect its new plaything and with raised tentacles chunks of rock broke apart from every corner around them and a field of stealth rocks levitated around it and Kazimir, a warning for anyone that approached them. Kazimir just rolled his eyes. "Awww c'mon. We want him to come to us don't we?"

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Standing opposite the towering elite is a man garbed in a cowboy hat. He looks nothing like what one would expect a dragon trainer to look like. They tend to be…regal. Or flashy. Yet all the same, at his side are two dragons. One is an unassuming Cyclizar. Thin Lizzy has accompanied Navy into all sorts of hellscapes. She knows the ultra deep sea like the back of her wheels.[break][break]
Arthur is new. Arthur is a prized specimen, imported from Alola. Forced to bond with Navy, neither happy about the arrangement. Arthur and Navy exchange glances. All of them bathe in the gentle white light of angels. Though there is only a single Nihilego here with them now, more loom in the sea far above. They watch this battle with some interest.[break][break]
“Where’s Baki when you need her?” Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki’s off somewhere getting civilized. It’s just him, here under the sea. Him and his dragons. They alone can save Kaz from becoming another thrall of the Nihilego.[break][break]
“Lizzy, clear us a path!” Lizzy shrieks a cry of approval. Burning rubber, she begins to rapid spin across the battlefield. Her patterns are wild, eclectic, unfocused. Rocks go flying. Through the hole they create, Arthur and Navy charge. Clanging scales clack across the ground. Arthur takes matters upon himself, attempting to grapple Kaz.[break][break]
“Reeeee!” The Kommo-O cries.

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POSTED ON Nov 19, 2023 5:52:14 GMT

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The cry of the Kommo-o brings a shudder of the earth as well as a cry in response.

"SKREEEEEEEOOOOONK"

Kazimir smiles as he locks up with the Scaly Dragon type gripping its hands with his own. "Heh, got yourself one of these too? Suits ya! But!" Navy may be a dragon tamer but Kaz was a fighting expert. He knew the fists of a Kommo-o well and his fingers clung onto its knuckles as he pivoted himself to swing the dragon around, lifting it with ease as the tentacles of the Nihelgo wafted down to try and wrap the dragon in a hold. "Charging ahead ain't that smart everytime!"

The sound of burning rubber echoes through the ocean next. Just as Thin Lizzy is done clearing away the rocks another Cyclizar comes out from over the rocks growling and baring its fangs at her. Its coat is of the normal variety yet it shares the same shape as her, the same eyes, and yet the fangs it bears in a rabid smile as it spins around burning rubber with an ice spinner against the dragon considered to be his mother it proves one thing.

"Ririiiii!"

Giri Giri had his father's fighting spirit.

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“Screee!” Lizzy screams at her son. Navy doesn’t know the language of Pokemon, no sane human does, but he swears he understands her. Her words are the words of a mother berating her child. Lizzy falls down onto all fours, building up momentum in her wheels. The mother surely didn’t enjoy being spun around by her own child.[break][break]
Using that built up momentum, she launches herself in a dragon rush at her baby boy. He may have his daddy’s fighting spirit, but he’s about to get a taste of mama’s frying pan.[break][break]
Unfortunately, his Kommo-o needs some help. The Nihilego threatens to wrap around Arthur. Trapped between a rock and a hard place, between a rampaging man and an angel, Navy is left with no choice but to intervene.[break][break]
“True, Kaz. Very true.” Which is why Navy himself doesn’t immediately charge ahead. Instead, he gathers power in the palm of his right hand. Arthur screeches from across the field, knowing the power comes from their shared link. Arthur, too, is now linked forevermore with Navy’s soul.[break][break]
“Which is why I’ll help out from back here!” A brilliant blast of fighting spirit explodes from Navy’s right hand. The aura sphere is like a brilliant wave, aimed right at the Nihilego. With the moment bought by the blast, Arthur charges thunder into his right fist. He aims the thunder punch right into Kaz’s gut.

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Every child has that one rebellious phase to them and Giri Giri was no different. It was a proud moment for him that he managed to catch his mother off guard and send her spinning on some ice. Unfortunately he celebrated too early, if he was paying proper attention to the fight he'd see his mother come right at him with that rush and wouldn't find himself bowled over. He whined like a baby as he got back to his feet and screeched like the animal he was at his mother. In his tantrum he rushed her down with a quick attack as his tires burned against the stone underneath him leaving tread marks that only they will remember.

A blast of aura flew from Navy, a sign of his fighting spirit, and rocked the extraterrestrial angel back nearly sending it falling to the ground. Yet it caught itself in mid air and let out a screech as it raised its tentacles and thundershocks rained down from their tips. One found its way to Kazimir, giving him a jolt and a scream from his throat that was cut off by the punch to the gut filled with electricity even as the bolts of lightning danced around the fighting dragon.

Kaz fell from his perch and clutched his stomach as he pushed himself to a hand and his knees. That's when he felt it under his palm.

THUMP

THUMP

THUMP

That's when he heard it.

"SKREEEEEOOOOOONK"

"Hehehehahaha...Oh man Navy." He looks at the Sheriff with both worry and and a crazed look, "We're in trouble now."

From the rocks comes bursting a Tyrantrum that steps between Kaz and Navy staring down at the Sherriff letting out a roar at him. In his eyes burns anger and blood lust. Perhaps something similar to another dragon the Gym Leader has? Who's to say. Because unlike a bloodthirsty animal Navy stood in the presence of a King. One upset at this intervention of its crusade of this land, of the harm befalling its subjects, and the harm of its court jester. For this someone was going to pay with their lives and that someone looked to be Michael Navidson.

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POSTED ON Nov 24, 2023 22:46:15 GMT

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The smell of burnt rubber mingles with sea air. Lizzy rises to the occasion of battling her child. She rushes him in a quick attack of her own, wheel meeting wheel. They’re locked in place, neither truly able to triumph over the other. Like so many battles involving Navy’s team, it could go either way. A coin has been flicked into the air. It tumbles down. Spinning on its side, none can say where it’ll land.[break][break]
For his part, Navy’s looking up at a bona fide prehistoric threat. Tyrantrum’s a mighty Pokemon – one of the mightiest. Proof that dragons ruled the roost in ages long past in truth as well as paradoxical fiction. Behind it floats the glowing angel, ready to watch them all die.[break][break]
“Kaz, Kyle told me all about that thing. Back during the war. You fought those damn things. You know how they can get in your head.” It’s the best he can do on short notice. Even with his sygna suit, the notion that a mere man could ever defeat an ultra beast is a dicey proposition at best, suicide at worst. They have to work together. If not, they’ll die together.[break][break]
Another aura sphere buys him time. Arthur interposes himself between the crowned tyrannical king and his trainer. Raising two fists, one glows with ice and the other fire. His maw is thunder, and his tail is sheer fighting spirit. Every inch of this scaled, clanging beast is built to fight.[break][break]
“Snap out of it, man! That’s what heroes do.” Not that he would know, perpetual fence sitter that he is.

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POSTED ON Nov 28, 2023 6:51:35 GMT

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It was inside of his head. Its toxins seeped into Kazimir's mind and soul. It spurred him to do what he did best;

Fight.

Fight and survive.

Fight.

Fight and survive.

Deep down seeing Navy opposite of him brought joy to him. He fought because he loved it and this angel knew it. It wanted to give it to him. So it was sad to know that he was going to have to bring down this man trying to stop him.

Tyramigo looked at the Kommo-o before and there was a grin to his face. A brave soul wanted to challenge him, a foolish soul wanted to try and throw their life away. His strong jaw opened up and his breath turned cold as he snapped at the smaller dragon with an ice fang on one of his arms. Remove their greatest tool, a simple tactic in war.

A war between family was something else entirely different. Mother and son were locked up with one another as their tires shredded one another with no sign of giving into the other. While Giri Giri would love nothing more than to best the one that brought him into this world today would not be that day unfortunately. The stage wasn't right for that kind of battle, so it was time for a tactical retreat! Or in the Cyclizar language a u-turn as he lowered himself to put his tire back on the floor, taking his mother's tire and letting it grind his face as he swung his tail to sweep her off her feet as he sped back to Kazimir's side.

Kaz would not pay the little lizard no mind however as Navy's words continued to reach him. He was a hero wasn't he? Yet at the same time there was a sad truth to being a hero that Kaz knew all too well. "What good is a hero...who can't keep those close to him safe!" There was a growl to those words as his face went from excitement to furious. Memories of people lost to him flooded his mind as he raised a hand towards the angel that hovered above him as he struck a pose and a golden aura surrounded him. "You want a hero Navy? Then taste the wrath of one!"

The aura shot up like a lightning bolt in reverse towards the jellyfish and it yelled. It yelled in pain. The pain wasn't in its body but in its heart, the pain that Kaz felt for just a moment carried itself into the Nihilego as it raised its tentacles towards the sky and violet clouds spread from each tentacle and droplets of acid downpour began to drop all across the battlefield. Human or Pokemon weren't safe from this rain as even Giri Giri and Tyramigo grunted and screeched at the burning sensation the rainfall brought them.

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POSTED ON Dec 3, 2023 11:49:03 GMT

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The word is accompanied by a symphony of pain. Tyrantrum’s ice fang pierces the fighting dragon’s scales. Navy feels it through their shared souls – that pain. His left arm feels like it’s on fire. Pain, especially where that arm is concerned, is his normal state of being. That arm has been ruined in battle against Rocket, an arm holding on by a tatter.[break][break]
Arthur fights through the pain. All his foe, a dragon that was old when the world was young, has done is lock himself in place. As frost trails up his left arm, the right gets into position. Acid sprays down across them – a howling, biting thing. That, too, chips at his armor. His fist clenches through it all. An aura of blue fighting spirit surges through his arm. Only one attack can save him now.[break][break]
The drain punch slams into the dinosaur. Flexing his body, Arthur tries to stand up as straight as he can. Every last ounce of muscle is throw into the punch. If he doesn’t give this dragon his all, he spells his doom. His soul senses that the human who tamed him will die, should he fall here. So, he simply resolves to live.[break][break]
“This thing’s not your friend. Not anybody’s friend. It’s taking advantage of you! Nihilego’s the most despicable monster in the world.” He really, truly means that. Anything that would unconditionally serve Eternatus and extra-dimensional beings is wicked – a monster to be slain. Nihilego are an existential threat.[break][break]
Lizzy rushes in, recovering from the trip, to save her trainer. She slides under him with deft ease, plopping him into a seat on her back. Turning, she revs up, shifting gears into overdrive. Rushing across the sand, she tries to stay one step ahead of the downpour. If you can’t outfight it, Thin Lizzy demands you outrun it.

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A dragon's scales were some of the world's most toughest shields out there in the natural world. Navy could probably attest to that more than either of them as his Kommo-o roared despite the pain it suffered. Tyramigo only glared at the smaller dragon as he prepared to sink his teeth deeper into his prey's arm when a sudden punch smacked right into his cheek. If the acid that poured around them weakened his scales then the punch cracked them as not only blood was drawn but also his strength as it flowed back into the smaller dragon as teeth were let go and the large rex stumbled back.

His growls filled with both annoyance and pain as he stomped the ground.

Rocks shifted all around him as spires of them shot all around the Kommo-o as the ancient power the old king wielded made itself known. Getting to close was not a smart move right now, right now he needed to bury this little peasant.

While the dragons had their scales to protect them, ignore the cries of Giri Giri as he circles round his trainer, Kazimir had no such defense. Not even a Sygna Suit to his name. It burned his skin and ate at his clothes. The man growled as he stepped back under the cover of the Nihilego as it spread its arms out to cover both Kaz and his Cyclizar to keep them out of the rain as it slowly faded away. "Heh...think this one is trying to prove you wrong Navy... You on the other hand..."

A snap of the fingers gets Giri Giri on his legs growling and all it takes is Kaz pointing at Arthur to have the young lizard charge at the Kommo-o with a dragon rush weaving his way past the rocks to try and crash into the fighting dragon. "You're a real ass for leaving your buddy behind."

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POSTED ON Dec 13, 2023 6:40:57 GMT

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“Don’t worry, Kaz.” He grips Lizzy’s clutch. Revving it, he turns his attention to Arthur. Acid rain is hot on their heels. It digs into his gold dragon’s flesh. He feels the pain through their shared links. Surging with worry, he prays that the help he can provide will be enough.[break][break]
“I’m not in the business of leaving people behind.” Lizzy shoots like a rocket across the sea floor. Her wheels pull insane traction across the path, augmented by powerful legs. She’s rushing headlong into the fray. Navy’s sync stone begins to vibrate.[break][break]
A bubble forms around the trainer, a trick he’s used a handful of times. He can only play this card once. It’ll get them where they need to go. The special shield protects them both from the patter of acid overhead.[break][break]
Lizzy rushes her son down in a powerful dragon rush, taking him by surprise. They tumble across the sands together, one big pile of dragon. Sensing the impending attack, Navy jumps from the saddle.[break][break]
Perhaps someone else would have jumped onto Arthur’s back. Navy understands a warrior’s pride in their back. They’re not meant to be touched or ridden. A warrior’s back is free from scars. Arthur slams his fist into the ancient king once more. Assaulted by acid, assaulted by primordial power, all he can do is punch. This time, he channels ice into his fist, the ice that killed dinosaurs.[break][break]
Raising his hand, Navy blasts the old king with an aura sphere.[break][break]
“Who the hell do you think I am?!”

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A son screeches at his mother again as she crashes into her son.

A king roars as two rebels stand up to his authority.

An angel and its champion watch with intensity.

Giri Giri tumbles in the dirty with Lizzy and he can tell that he is probably not going to win this fight with his own mother. She was more experienced than the younger dragon. She could probably see his moves coming a mile away. So what was called was for some safety and distance for himself and as he swung his tail it shed from his body to act as a distraction as it was thrown against his mom's face as he scrambled on his tire and feet to try and get away from her. Cursing her in their native tongue as he went to look for a hole to hide in.

The strength of two dragons against one was great, much greater than Tyramigo could handle in his weakened state so even as he took Arthur's fist with a stoic look it was Navy's ball of concentrated fighting spirit that finally broke him. It sent him to his side on the ground with a roar and the king found himself struggling to get back to his feet. The two dragons might have just managed to get him against the ropes.

Two bad there were more than just one or two problems left to deal with. A thundershock fell onto the fighting dragon Kommo-o as the angel of the deep sea let out what could only be describe as some kind of scream as it jabbed its tentacles at the dragon, more and more bolts of lightning leaving the tips aiming to fry the beast.

"You're a helluva guy!" Was the reply to the sheriff's question as Kaz dashed forward. His eyes were wild, his smile crazed, and his posture hungry to tear into the other man. Kaz always wondered if Navy had it, the one thing that might separate the two of them to be other than just warriors. Pride. Pride in his strength to take down this man who would come down to fight against a god and its messengers. A man like that did earn Kaz's respect, as well as the dropkick coming his way from the big man.

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Kazimir Wynter

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“Yeah, you too.” He huffs. Even with a sygna suit protecting his body, channeling his Pokemon’s fighting spirit is an exhausting experience. Here, more than anywhere, the pressure mounts. It proves auxiliary to the rush of pain from the dropkick. It sends him down into the sand. He does not linger there long. Instead, he rises, delivering a mighty uppercut as he does so. Kaz has the advantage of height and muscle. Navy gives him a taste of the medicine he fed Kouji Matsubara: rapid strike, thug style.[break][break]
“Come on, Kaz. I can do this all day. ‘Til you get every last drop of that poison out of your system.” Falling into a battle stance, Navy tries to hide a wince. The battle with Cillian Quinn during Elinor Anderson’s rescue left the arm scarred. Zev Harcourt, the black wolf, left it in tatters. It holds on by a thread. Nerve endings, much like the man to whom they are attached, are simply too stupid to give up. Even if it hurts, he balls the left hand into a fist.[break][break]

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As the sheriff falls to the ground Kaz approaches like a Lycanroc ready to finish off a Deerling it had managed to wound and ready to enjoy a delicious meal. Licking a bit of purple ooze that found its way onto his jaw only added to the image as he stood over Navy and giving the man a chance to gain the upper hand on the giant ginger as Kaz was too slow to notice him moving.

Teeth gnash together as the uppercut makes contact with his chin and his jaw aches as he stumbles back rubbing his jaw and giving out a small chuckle. "Shoulda seen that coming." What was it that Navy called it? Thug style? His promise to get Kaz back to his senses did scream a bit of a thug, no more of a punk with a heart of gold, which was fine by Kaz.

He loved the opponents with spirit in them.

"Don't make promises ya can't keep Navy. Hear that from a lot of folks I take on in the ring. Takes a bit more than wearing me out to win." A hand reaches down and rips at the shirt as it comes off with a tear as he pulls it off of him revealing the temple that was his body built with muscle pack with muscle on it. With a flex that went down to every muscle on his body the giant ginger ran forward aiming a fast haymaker right at Navy's head to make the sheriff see some real stars than the one he wore on his uniform.

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He sees galaxies explode in his vision. Kaz hits like the Tyrantrum lumbering in the back, fighting his own battle. Sygna suits do nothing to dampen good old fisticuffs. Spitting out a glob of blood, he rushes into the fight.[break][break]
One, two, three, his fists are a mirror of Shuwen’s. They are a blur of movement. Pain in the left arm is forgotten. Consequences will come later. For now, he resolves to drag Kaz back kicking and screaming to the wasteland of reality.[break][break]
“Yeah, and I can take a hit like it’s nobody’s business.” His life is a study in pain – the physical sort. Some bear hidden scars on their brain. Navy wears his like medals. Little nicks, bruises, cuts that spiral into old worn blotches of skin line him. Beneath the glove, his knuckles are dotted with callouses. They have exploded from use, bled raw, grew stronger from the bleeding.[break][break]
All he can do is fight. Endure. Take what hits Kaz has to throw, give as good as he gets. While no martial artist, there is an eloquent elegant flow to his steps, a natural understanding of violence. What others hide away and make secrets of, Navy knows in his heart. Man is made for violence. It is their calling. A scholar of distant Galar said mythology and language were mankind’s gifts.[break][break]
Those are two gifts, yes, but it discounts the truth of Michael Navidson: mankind visits violence upon one another for violence’s sake. Embracing that truth, fighting against it, he instead labors to use violence towards a benevolent end.[break][break]
His fists strike like a flowing river against Kaz’s hard body. They will not stop until he sees reasons. He has fought here before, been reborn here beneath the midnight sun. Within this womb, he fights.[break][break]
“Not gonna lose you, Kaz.” Biting through swollen lips, he makes that promise. “Not while my heart’s beating.”

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Air and spittle leave his throat as the Sheriff's fists rain down on his body. Even building his like a temple his body is still one made of flesh, constructed out of pure muscle meant to be used. To destroy and dominate others with violence. Its the most primal instinct there is next to nurturing yet even those two can be mixed together. He was born to fight.

His body bore the marks of such a life, gashes and cuts that healed into scars line his skin. Lasting memories of battles fought no matter the outcome. Some were trophies won from victory or reminders gain from loss. Underneath the skin bore more reminders as bones and tissue bore the marks of healing.

It wasn't just other men that Kazimir fought. He fought against the world. Against the creatures that share the earth with him known as Pokemon, against the natural disasters he found himself caught up in, and even the denizens of other worlds he could only dream of or read in a comic book. He even fought against his friends.

It was tough to be modest about it at times but he enjoyed it all, the thrill that it brought, the rush of blood as his fists flew and his body received. He would never deny this part of himself. He reveled in it. So he was happy that Navy was giving him the time of his life.

He returned the assault with his own flurry of punches, some of them colliding with Navy's own fists either intentionally or by chance, throwing them into the smaller man's body. Yet his trump card wasn't a simple punch but a surprise kick right into the Sheriff's right side. Knowing how to use every limb of oneself was a lesson Kaz had drilled into his body, so he made sure that fights weren't just a rain of knuckles for him.

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