i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Dec 30, 2019 12:39:02 GMT
[attr="class","merkI"] [attr="class","merkpokesI"] With the recent climate change, migration was all but normal for the more tropical-oriented species of hoenn. the sudden influx of snow was an odd occurrence, and though circe would've loved to see the more negative effects on both the natural species of hoenn and its environment around it for research purposes, of course, the rangers - or, more like the league had to but in. still, with the rangers helping in moving and migrating the pokemon to safe havens within cities or manmade shelters elsewhere, a prime opportunity arose for team rocket in her eyes. A good bit of 'old fashion' pokemon kidnapping. While she usually didn't participate in such...'grunt work', in belief that it was below her, she found herself being pulled into it nonetheless. The abrupt 'work call' had interrupted her nap too. Siphoning a group of pokemon from a large, moving group being directed by rangers was no easy feat, but, it did get her adrenaline pumping. With one of her ninetales, Kyu, causing a ruckus up ahead and severely dropping the temperature with a 'sheer cold' to get the ranger's attention, she began to work on separating the group. It wasn't hard - the warm that came from the will-o-wisp's on Kon's tails easily had most of the freezing pokemon trotting after her and away from the watchful eye of the rangers. The rendezvous point where she'd meet up with the pokemon in tow wasn't too far, but, it'd be difficult to keep a group like this together. Especially when a few were already being... difficult. which was exactly why she had snagged a partner in crime, either with or against their will. A small herd of tauros defiantly stomped on the ground, snorting wildly and ignoring the ninetales attempt to nudge at their heels and get them moving. Resisting the urge to order the fox pokemon to either leave them or trying alighting their heels on fire to get them moving, circe let out a loud sigh. "you," she drawled out lazily, "deal with them. thanks~!" notes: open to another rocket member, mission[attr="class","merktagI"]@open [newclass=.merkI] width: 330px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #a3a3a3; padding: 20px; line-height: 12pt; margin-top: -10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkI b] color: #a695ca; font-size: 12px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI a] background: #2e2e2e; padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #252525; text-transform: uppercase!important; font-family: 'roboto'; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; color: #aaa; letter-spacing: 1px!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI img] padding: 0px 5px 5px 0px; background: #2e2e2e; border: solid 1px #252525; [/newclass]
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