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Beast tracking [open mission]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 6:17:22 GMT
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"You didn't answer my question sir. Are you high?"

She insists again, after listening to him. There's no need to be rude but she's unable to wrap her head around what she sees and she's quite certain what he spouts is a lot of nonsense.

"I work directly under the council, if someone like you existed I'm sure I would have heard of it by now." she doesn't specify how or who, something she's made a bit of a habit of since the situation last year where someone was stalking her. She's not terribly interested in inviting that again.

Isra reaches up to place her knuckles against her forehead vertically and looking down, eyes close and she murmurs something almost like a prayer or a curse for whatever this trial of the night was. "Look I don't really care if you are I just need to know whether or not there's a chance of you doing something I have to intercept to keep you from getting hurt in my presence." mostly to cover her ass.

"Just answer my question and then we can work together to deal with this dragon."

She sighs.

"I suppose."



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Runaround [safari]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 6:09:22 GMT
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The green of the pokemon fails to stand out enough against the green of the trees she passes, leaving Isra to pay it no mind. It's no longer quite the leisurely stroll she had started at but not frantic or furious in fashion either. Isra's pace is steady, and without reason to stop she does not.

Eventually the fox pokemon that has been accompanying her catches up with her, taking its place at her side with the same steady gate as they walk back through the safari.

>>passing

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Beast tracking [open mission]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 5:52:09 GMT
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What.

What.

Her stare is blank, trying to process what approaches her and like a computer finding an unreadable file, failing. She's seen her fair share of oddballs, especially roaming the streets of Lilycove at night but some things were still beyond her. If he had at least shown clear signs of being drunk she might have accepted the sight but he certainly wasn't.

"Sir?" she tries to sound polite, she really does. But there's no real polite way to ask this

"Are you drunk and/or high? If so I must ask you as a league official to return to your home to avoid harm. I've been officially dispatched to handle the dragon that has been seen out here."

The answer had to be yes right? There couldn't possibly be any other reason for this right? She's at a complete loss processing the matter and falling back on a script is the only action she can manage. The woman's eyes shift off to the shadows, a flicker of something reassuring her for a moment. Her ghosts following her from the midplane would be enough to handle the situation, they'll know to intercept things if need be.



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Beast tracking [open mission]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:58:13 GMT
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She takes to the outskirts of Oldale, rumors of aggressive dragons in the area attracting her attention. Though Isra has many of her own already she can't pass up the chance to acquire another. Especially if they live up to the kinds of stories the rumors have been filled with.

It's well past dark and despite that Isra has found tracks of the beast near one of plots of crops that sit in the outer parts of Oldale. It was obvious by the looks of the plants themselves that the creature had burned and eaten its fill before moving on. It was the plight that had gotten her called out to take care of it despite what was normally a full schedule of tasks.

Isra walks with a steady pace, following the trail of broken branches and scorch marks through the outskirts in search of the pokemon, soon to find she was not the only one sent out on the same endeavor.

>>open
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BUDEW WINE
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:56:28 GMT
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taking as an open mission

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Magic tea [open mission]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:56:04 GMT
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She had heard news of the sickness in the previous year too, Isra couldn't help but wonder what it was about the time of the year that seemed to cause it every time. Something about the events of current seemed to be making even the oddest of old legends come to life, this particular story she has gone over in her head repeatedly. She tries to find the little details that might offer an answer.

With none standing out enough to matter Isra has found herself in Petalburg woods seeking the list of items from the grass types there that are considered part of the remedy. She's been told the ampharos in the lighthouse is sick and with Slateport being a place of great importance it wouldn't do to just least it that way.

Regardless of her feelings on the matter Isra combs through the woods with her Gardevoir and Reuniclus, the psychic pair fanning out their energies in search of the pokemon in question.

Her heels dig into the grass of the forest floor, soft from the melting snow and rains of Hoenn's winter months. The lack of sun in the night sky lets it soak in the same as her heels.

>>open
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solo i3
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:23:32 GMT
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She hears it lumbering around off the path, a large pokemon. The kind you stop and keep an eye out for. Isra is on high alert as she continues to walk, her pace is still steady even if her eyes and ears are open to hints of a threat. She won't halt herself for it however, and it works in her favor.

Eventually the sounds of the pokemon disappear, if it had been following her or simply going the same way as her it no longer was and as such, was no longer a matter of concern.

>>passing

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processed shop
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:17:20 GMT
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10 pokeballs
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Runaround [safari]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2020 2:15:11 GMT
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Isra wonders how many of the packs of pokemon they must have for her to seeing so many cross her path. Or perhaps it is all the same ones circling her again and again.

There is a sudden realization, one that is often out of sight out of mind to her, that the treats in her bag may very well be attracting something like the dog pokemon. If they can smell it from afar in the safari then it would make sense for them to keep coming to her.

With that in mind she reaches into her bag to find one, tossing it ot the growlithe in her path to dstract it while she moves onward.

>>passing

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This is the cleaning song [gavin/mission]
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 23:41:08 GMT
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The moment between Gavin and the relenting Alcremie is almost cute. Where Isra's adoration for humans falter's her understanding o pokemon assures her they've made a small progress tonight even if Gavin is not as reassuring as she believes he should have been. It's not her place to dictate how he handles his pokemon after all, only to criticize it quietly in the confines of her own head.

None of that really matters anyway, thy have more pressing matters to attend to after all.

Isra does her best to ignore Gavin's bad habit, but she can't help but find it a little unsightly. Evident in the grimace she tries not to let be too obvious before he speaks and she finds herself looking up at the sky again. Her Noivern no longer circles, swooping in and out of the sky as if she has found something to play with.

"Maybe both. She's playing." Isra knows the pokemon too well and as they approach they find exactly what she suspected. A man that could certainly fit their vague description they had to go off of trying to get away from the brutal toying of her noivern. Each time he thought he might make headway out of the area she had him stuck in she swoops in, screeching and scaring him in a different direction. Her banette who has been tailing the bat pokemon appears beside her, brandishing what she imagines is the mans pokeballs, easily lost to the ghost type.

Isra has to cover her mouth to keep the laughter from being too much, other wise she might make a fool of herself watching this. "Sohpia." she manages to whistle through the laughter, the bat pokemon herds the man towards them, leaving him scrambling in the dirt in front of them, her perching behind him.

"Your turn." she says, obviously needing a moment to contain her laughter. She's never taught her bat to do this and she most certainly was not prepared for it.


>>sophia is an ass lol

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the festival of northern lights [m]
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 22:32:27 GMT
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He's not wrong, it is a lot to take in. Isra is too used to watching for anything and everything, thinking too much and enjoying herself too little. The little bit of bubbling giddiness as he guides her through the booths is more than she expects. The lights and decorations are charming in their own right and the noise of people is something she's used to tuning out, trying to ignore but she lets herself listen to it tonight. Her eyes wonder around their surroundings freely, holding onto his hand and trusting him to guide her through the crowds.

When he draws her eyes back to him the excitement is noticeable. Despite her initial skepticism she is still a child, finding herself lost in the ambiance of the festival. Having another with her makes her feel, in the most abstract of ways (she is fooling herself and she knows it, quieting that little voice in the back of her head) that she belongs here too after all. No longer feeling out of place, like a spectre on the fringes of the living plane she is free to enjoy it. She looks away from him again and glances over the booths, there were several she found interesting but one stuck out in particular.

"We should play a couple of the games." She says decidedly. "But over here first." The tug on his hand is barely there, just enough to direct him towards a booth sporting a variety of hair pins fitting the theme of the festival. Snowflakes and winter flowers, replications of some of the decorations all in white and blue and the colors of the northern lights and while she does not often wear such things she feels drawn to them.

Once they're within reach her eyes drift over them with apparent interest, resisting the urge to reach out and touch them. She can't pick any one of them out over the others, and could spend far too long looking them over if he lets her.


>>apparently trinkets

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the festival of northern lights [m]
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 20:58:31 GMT
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Isra has turned back to her tea when he catches her off guard, slipping from his seat without another word on the matter. Even better is him inviting her to join him as she had anticipated it being the other way around. In truth, Isra had expected their second meeting to be short lived once her curiosity got the better of her and she returned to the festivities.

The momentary surprise doesn't last long, nothing more than a blank face and a blink before one hand slips away from her tea. "I would." she takes the offered hand as she slips from the stool, posture matching his as she stands beside him. The smile is contained but genuine, pleased by the unexpected turn around. "I was expecting to ask the same of you."

"Since you've been here awhile, I suppose I'll leave taking the lead to you." she'll step in line beside him the same as his teacup floats beside him. A mannerism drilled into her as proper for a lady of her stature and though normally she hates it Isra finds she doesn't mind it so much tonight.

The lack of her own annoyance is stored away to address later, compartmentalized until it can be broken down and assessed. She despises the social politics but to find someone they do not bother her with is a rarity she is never quite certain how to deal with.


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Runaround [safari]
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 6:08:57 GMT
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Isra sees it but thinks little of it, she already caught one of the pig pokemon during time in the safari and she's not really looking for another. She's much more keen on letting the zoroark that's trailing behind her have a little fun with the pokemon. Whatever she does to chase it around the safari a short while is her own doing and Isra does not interfere. She trusts tyhat her pokemon will catch up again eventually.

>>passing

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solo i3
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 6:01:54 GMT
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Isra recognizes the pokemon but does not quite understand why in the world it is sticking half way out of the dirt.

The woman stops to stare at it in bewilderment, because sometimes pokemon perplex her just as much as people do. Their ehaviors seem to vary in much the same way but sometimes even more so. At least a human she could get an answer from, a pokemon just left her uncertain.

Isra chooses to move forward without dwelling ont he matter, better not to know some answers at all.

>>solo spawn

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the festival of northern lights [m]
POSTED ON Jan 21, 2020 5:57:41 GMT
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"Thank you." she accepts his compliment with a fitting smile. It helps to cover the slight disappointment when he misses her joke but she lets it slide. The woman is more used to it than not as her social capacity flits between someone well composed and capable to an awkward child that misses their mark more often than not. Besides, what he says about his night is much more interesting.

Isra looks at him, a slight tilt to her head at the curiosity his answer piques. She stows it away for the moment, because he inquires something of her and Isra is, if nothing else a woman of tit for tat. The compulsion to let the conversation swing back and forth deriving from childhood habits and games. "Hmm..."

Her eyes move back to her tea first when he mentions it, her head moves to face it again shortly after. It comes off almost like a puppet on a string being pulled at and following along reluctantly. "I don't mind crowds themselves." She wraps her hands around the cup a little more tightly, as if she were warming cold fingers against it. "People like me fade into crowds, we're just part of the background more than anything." A fact she often uses to her own advantage.

"But tonight, is more a matter of experience."

Reading and watching filled her head with information, experiencing gave it substance. It was no longer words on pages and pictures in her head that way, it was reality. It was touchable, tangible, believable. All the things her head played tricks on her about when it was just words in her brain. Her eyes narrow at the steam coming off her cup, considering the train of thought an unpleasant one.

"The tea is just an extra." and with that she hopes to leave such a topic behind. A part of her knows that if he was curious enough to ask it of her in the first place however, she can expect further questions.

"It sounds like your night hasn't exactly been fun, spend too much time on the wrong side of Lilycove and the city stops sparkling." it's a knowing smile that follows. She can't say she's surprised by his words, perhaps the fact he said them out loud but not what they were in the slightest. "No intention of enjoying the festivities for yourself? All business and no play is boring."

She on the other hand, was wondering about the dance he mentioned and the fireworks. With a side of wondering what exactly he meant by business partners.


>>she probably hates the tea tbh
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