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[attr="class","thread"]the togekiss gave off an air of confidence that only seemed greater alongside his trainer. landon stands, hesitant, by the dust and dirt. he steels his resolve, and begins to move forward.
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"alright, let's go."
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[attr="class","thread"]pure, unholy carnage. what had this town ever done to deserve such a thing?
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the body he clutches to his own is still, but warm. his hands, shirt, cheeks are wet. the chaos around him has muted into a dull hum. he barely leans back in time to dodge a lethal swipe, back hitting wood with a creak. the top of his head hangs over the pier's edge.
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"you're next."
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a surge of fighting instinct overcomes him and yet, landon remains unmoving. his adrenaline only fuels his terror as he spies the glint of metal. a shadow falls over him, but he cannot focus on what it is. he can only assume it is the grim deliverer of his fate. he waits, still clinging to the body like a child with its doll.
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and then comes a breath of cold.
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the man stills, caught perfectly in his moment of attack. landon stares. he can still make out the grim set to his features among the frost and cracking skin. he lets his head fall back, staring into the sky with shaky breaths. he does not move.
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the lapras, fearful that its attack affected more than intended, swims closer. a togekiss enters the scene, colliding with the grunt, unaware that he is no longer a threat. the frozen body splinters.
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pokemon and pokemon look at each other, then move in silent agreement.
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landon is as unresponsive as the body he holds and the man split into two, save the occasional sob. his togekiss drags him by the back of his shirt onto his escape ride. they are anxious to move before reinforcements come.
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the trio glide into the fog, though only one carries another all three hold the weighty burden of survival. the body in landon's arms falls into the water with a soft splash.
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TAG:[attr="class","tag"]landon gray

[attr="class","post"]gimme those pokemon :AngryPepe:

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they could have known each other a while ago still tbh. i'd imagine since he's one of the nicer kids he sort of ended up doing a lot of jobs the adults needed help with since he isn't good at saying no. maybe he got stuck babysitting rhian when she was in kanto (but rhian would have been an adorable kid so landon wouldn't have minded too much) and ends up seeing her as a younger sister figure, that sort of thing.
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maybe they lost touch once rhian got older and stopped needing someone to watch her. neither would have probably had the idea to keep in contact, since they wouldn't have realised the last time they saw each other would be the last. landon just stopped getting asked to come around.
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idk how long rhian's known leo for but maybe they meet again through him?? how long landon's known leo for ofc depends on if he's acc from vermilion (he better be @@leonardo smh) but yes we can see what pat says and these three can hopefully end up a cute circle of friends with landon as the occupational and actual third-wheel. much awkwardness from him ensues. he loves them both really though.
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[attr="class","thread"]landon hasn't taken to the invasion well. terribly, actually. and it shows. you'd have thought he'd been one of the refugees with the way he was acting, rather than the deliveryman. the steady weight of boxes in his hands stops them from shaking. his growlithe is notedly less anxious, and runs around with few cares.
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he shouldn't have let him out, in retrospect, but now his hands are too full to get out his pokeball. a wary eye's kept on his pokemon. he can only hope he doesn't cause any trouble while he's handling these supplies.
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"sorin, please don't—"
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preoccupied with keeping his gaze on sorin, he forgets to look in front of him. the alarm that comes with a presence detected too close for comfort makes him aware that he's about to walk into someone. landon's yelp is out of both shock and pain as he drops the two wooden crates on his feet.
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TAG:[attr="class","tag"]Laurence Anderson

[attr="class","post"]doing with Laurence Anderson

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[attr="class","post"]a growlithe charges around the daycare with a vigour that seems inexplicably out of place among the peaceful quiet. a pokemon enjoying the shade gives him a look before rolling over and falling back asleep.
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tongue lolling, sorin lets out a happy bark before taking off to run another lap. this was great! his trainer should have left him here more often. he wondered what it was landon was doing, he hadn't been listening to the conversation he'd had with the daycare worker. oh well, he'd find out eventually! or maybe he wouldn't. it didn't matter either way.
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he's too busy with his thoughts to notice the pokemon in his way, and carries on running straight towards them.
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[attr="class","post"]he's beginning to doze off again, oblivious to the shadow that grows closer and closer until something bursts from the water. landon lets out a shout and, though he makes a mighty effort, is unable to regain his balance and falls backwards into the water.
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"argh!"
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landon swings around his limbs in varying degrees to coordination (all, admittedly, poor) until he manages to settle in a rhythm that keeps him float. the croconaw, without a show of guilt, shoots a weak jet of water onto his face.
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he's not impressed, to say the least.
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the pokemon doesn't leave, though, and nudges at his side, as if looking something. "what now?" it manages to get one of his pokeballs in its mouth and holds it up to landon expectantly. his brows raise in surprise.
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well, he might as well...
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i'm down for that! where abouts is noah from? landon would def be grateful to run into a familiar face, though their reunion would bring as much relief as it would, well, things he'd much rather leave unspoken. but yes toughen this boy up! gimme that rocky montage! noah's gonna need quite the bit of patience lol.[break][break]could maybe start off with a mission? ie noah trying to train landon by dragging him right into the action, which may or may not be worse than what landon anticipates it to be.
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i love it. there's gonna be a lot of confusion on landon's side when he keeps running into the same guy. probably suspects it's some sort of strange joke at first, then he realises it isn't and comes up with just as many theories as to why as elijah has addresses. finds himself working through each one, ruling stuff out in the short while their passing conversations last for. he should really just ask, but he's way too scared to say it outright.
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landon would grow to enjoy elijah's company, which would make him all the more conflicted once he finds out about his alliance. maybe he'd witness a rare bout of anger, or maybe landon would crawl all the way back into his shell for cover. they'd either come out of it fractured beyond repair or stronger than before. i'm leaning slightly towards the latter, but up to you~