This desert haunted his every waking moment. It seemed he did nothing but spend time here, much to his dismay.

But the work had to be done, and luckily the company was fairly decent.

The Lt. Colonel offered them a brief moment's respite before the work would begin.

“No touching, got it.” Sigurd would respond with a grin and a nod.

Sigurd took this opportunity to jump out of the vehicle and take a look at the colossal Alien Vessel. He noticed the new holes in the hull, pondered for a moment about the shitshow they were about to walk into.

LOCATION: Ultra Desert
TAG: John Sullivan / Elaine Highland / maverick noah ryder

Sigurd noticed the look maverick noah ryder sent him, and returned it with a look of his own. Though before he could voice his uncertainties about what Elaine Highland was doing, Maverick did so.

With each tap of the keys Sigurd’s gut feeling grew increasingly uneasy. And it didn’t grow less so when all the doors sprang open. But what followed after that was perhaps the more unsettling thing.

Screens turned on, displaying symbols Sigurd did not recognise. Meanwhile a voice began to blare out from speakers hidden somewhere in words unknown to him.

For the Megalopolan-native-tongue initiated they would hear

INITIATING RECAPTURE SEQUENCE OF FOREIGN LIFEFORMS, PLEASE FIND YOUR DESIGNATED SAFETY POD.

For those uninitiated the blinking red screens and odd unfriendly symbols would surely be enough to get the alarm bells ringing. Unfortunately seconds later a mild gaseous sleeping agent was spread throughout the room.

Due to the state of the ship the dispersal of the sleeping agent was shoddy at best. Unfortunately for Sigurd however, he found himself standing right next to one of the dispersal units and so got a faceful of sleeping agents right in the gob.

He inhaled the stuff without thinking much of it.

And then he fell to the ground knocked out, sleeping soundly.

And as he slept a dream came to him.

He was walking through the eternal desert. Head held high as the sun beamed down upon him. Constantly moving forward, searching for something or someone.

Then the ground began to quake, the world was torn asunder, moving about as if some giant god was playing with the tectonic plates.

A shadow rose behind him, hiding him. And as he turned he saw titan made of rock, towering above him, blinking and beeping in words he could not comprehend.

“WHAT ARE YOU? WHAT DO YOU WANT?” He screamed.

No answer but beeps.

And then he would wake up hours later, screaming and sweating like a waterfall.


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PROMPT CLEARED:

- Prophetic dream prompt

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

Ever onward. This was the way. When they came to rusty looking door, it seemed all was quick and eager to help in prying the thing open. Even Sigurd put everything into pulling the door open, one way or the other.

And the group succeeded.

He followed them all into the chamber. He had a bad feeling about this, yet it didn’t stop him from walking in and investigating the place. From time to time he would turn his gaze to the other ones there, in particular Elaine who had decided to press random buttons until something happened.


PROMPT CLEARED:

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

Dark and cramped. The thought of going in there didn’t please Sigurd at all, especially so as the ‘ominous’ echo bounced off the walls.

And yet Sigurd had made a promise to go first. So he did. One cautious step after the other, one hand sliding against the wall for believed safety.

At least it isn’t damp here… Sigurd thought, as he quickly glanced backward just in time to see the appearance of the neon pink light.

Eyes blinded in pink, he returned his gaze to the path ahead. Stumbling his way as he tried to regain his vision while leading the path ahead.



PROMPT CLEARED:

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

Heat, Giant Bugs… not exactly a combo he was enjoying. And now something else had been called to their attention.

This day was getting ‘better’ by the second.

He hurried back to the vehicle waiting for everyone to join before setting off.

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One convenient scene shift later and they were at the hull of what seemed like the wreckage of something massive.

Sigurd looked up in amazement. If it weren’t so alien looking it might’ve been impressive. Alas before he could speak up both Doug and Maverick had called not-it, leaving only him and Elaine left. The others might’ve been a bit cowardish, but he wasn’t about to let Elaine go in first.

And so, scratching at the back of his neck for a short second he said. “Alright, fine. I’ll go first.” Before moving toward the nearest would be entrance, cautiously approaching it. Reaching it with seemingly no issues.

So far so good.

Once more he would be cautious first peering inside from a safe distance outside, making sure there weren't any facehuggers, before he would stick his head inside for better clarity.

Everything seemed about as safe as an alien ship could be. And so he stepped inside, hoping that his group wouldn’t be far behind…


PROMPT CLEARED:

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

“True, desperation do seem to be spreading.” Sigurd agreed.

And so the conversation continued until a light growl from the hound brought Aubre back to a place in the past.

Sigurd’s eyes lingered on her, but knew he couldn’t do anything. He could not pull her out the same way that the Heliolisk did.

Aubrey returned to them. Bringing alongside with her a question. A question which he unfortunately had to correct.

“Oh, I am not a Ranger. I am an Former Military Cadet turned Officer of the Law.” He beamed her a goofy grin to try and ease some of the tension this correction was sure to bring.


OOC: Mission thread for NURSE JOY
LOCATION: SLATEPORT CITY -> Aubre Mckenna's Practice
TAG:Aubre McKenna-Settentrione

“It is possible?” Sigurd gave John Sullivan a rather uncertain response.

“But would we want there to be more of them?” Sigurd continued. He couldn’t help but feel unease. Weren’t these supposed to be those ULTRA BEASTS that were known to cause a lot of trouble wherever they were.

A wary gaze looking out over the sands praying they weren’t about to be ambushed by the living relatives of these dead ultra beasts.


PROMPT CLEARED:

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

One eternity of complaining about the heat and a fair drive later, the vehicle came to a halt. Sigurd’s Flygon had noticed something and made them aware of it.

As the Vehicle approached whatever it was, a couple of Mandibuzz made their escape rather annoyed. Even from the driver’s seat Sigurd could spot the remains of a now-dead buzzwole,a rather big one at that.

But as he stepped out of the vehicle and walked closer to inspect it, he noticed long slender appendages as well. It seemed a Pheromosa had died here as well.

Perhaps they killed each other? Sigurd thought as he took a moment to study both corpses.

PROMPT CLEARED:
- 21
TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

BUYING

6x Gachapons (50) Sigurd's Gacha thread is HERE

Total: 300 PD

By now you’d think he might’ve gotten used to the heat. But no. No matter how much time he spent within this endless desert, his body simply did not take to the heat. He longed for the days of cold, to feel the sensation of ice and snow, even if it was woefully sparse in Hoenn.

John Sullivan’s nod was returned with one of his own as he turned on the vehicle and readied it to move out. The Vehicle he drove offered woefully little protection either, not even a proper functioning Air-con.

Sweat poured from every pore in his body. His uniform was drenched by now. Was it not for the constant sips of water, he might’ve been dehydrated already.

One creature that did enjoy the heat though, was his Flygon which flew high above. Happy coo’s escaped it as it flew about keeping the skies safe and made sure to spot for any dangers ahead.

TAGS: John Sullivan Elaine Highland maverick noah ryder

Sigurd breathed a sigh of relief as the doctor’s words reached his ears. It seemed Tyr would live to leave with all four of his legs today.

The Houndoom listened as well to the comforting words of the doctor. Though it seemed less tense. Battles always carried with them risks, after all.

A small rumbling growl of acknowledgement emerged from the Houndoom, letting the doctor know that it would do as requested should it feel any stings. Of course, by now it felt like nothing. Honestly, the Houndoom was growing quite bored by laying there.

But it knew it wasn’t supposed to move about, even if its body yearned to do so. Luckily it seemed there was conversation to listen to.

Aubre began to ask for the cause of this most severe injury.

“Yeah. It was a Scyther, a real aggressive one. Can’t really blame it though. We were trying to arrest its owner for pickpocketing.” Sigurd explained. “It didn’t really seem like it had been trained. But, you know. Sometimes they just get lucky.”

The Houndoom growled lightly, not really satisfied with that explanation. It didn’t sound heroic enough!

OOC: Mission thread for NURSE JOY
LOCATION: SLATEPORT CITY -> Aubre Mckenna's Practice
TAG:Aubre McKenna-Settentrione

Sigurd watched with a certain amount of anticipation as Doug’s Pokémon rose.

He noticed how space distorted before people began to disappear.

Before Sigurd could even perform a gulp of nervousness he was the next one to be consumed by the Orbeetle’s Power only to appear moments later at their soon to be base.

A wave of nausea hit him. He quickly got out of the teleported vehicle, bent over in nausea. A few gagging sounds escaped him but nothing came out.

A side-effect of the move? Holst pondered as he reigned in the nausea.

A spirited clap on the back made Sigurd aware of Doug’s presence and words.

“Yes, Sir!” Sigurd replied, tinges of nausea still to be found in his voice. But surely it would go away the moment he set to work.

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OOC: EXPLORATION TIME!
LOCATION: ULTRA DESERT
TAGS: Elaine Highland / maverick noah ryder / John Sullivan
TLDR:
- Teleportation Nausea here we go.