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Tara Arnnelia
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POSTED ON Sept 1, 2021 13:01:39 GMT
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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park
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       Most of the time, him being out on the field meant he was in the Lilycove area or somewhere deep inland. But for him to come to the place where the dead were never really at peace, well… There was something definitely wrong about the area. And as always, he would arrive on Air Metagross, the shining silver beast streaking across the skies before coming down to a landing near a redhead. “Sorry I’m a bit late. I had to secure a first aid kit, just in case whoever we find needs immediate care,” he remarked as he slid off Ro’s back and recalled the hulking silver beast to allow him to rest. “We have to hurry. Let’s go. Oh, and my name’s Lars.” |
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Tara Arnnelia
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POSTED ON Sept 6, 2021 8:40:34 GMT
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 While Mount Chimney was more volatile because of it being an active volcano (whoever said it was dormant was lying to themselves), Mount Pyre was the more—haunted one, so to speak. Considering how the weather around the place was always foggy, visibility would be next to zero most times. Lars could only sigh at this pronouncement. “Sometimes, I don’t know if these athletes are either courageous or outright dumb,” he began quietly. “There’s a reason why Mount Pyre’s meant to stay as a shrine to the dead…” he continued as he sighed. A few moments later, an Altaria made its appearance. “Nami, go and search around the area for us, can you?” he asked the living, sentient cloud. To Tara, he remarked, “If you have a flashlight or anything that can provide us some light through this fog, now would be a good time to use it so we can start searching.” |
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POSTED ON Sept 6, 2021 10:23:06 GMT
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“We wouldn’t want to have wild Pokémon chasing after us while we go on our rescue mission, so your companion’s flame should be enough for us to see through this fog,” he remarked. Or at least, he hoped that it was still a rescue mission because he didn’t want it to be a retrieval operation instead—he hated having to deal with dead bodies. It just… didn’t sit right with him. He then let the Litwick wander on ahead, the little bobbing light serving to break through the thickening mist that was swirling around them the deeper they went into the mountain proper. “I hate it when this happens,” he said presently as he gestured at the thickening fog, keeping his eyes and ears peeled just in case they overshot and missed the drop-off point. Up above, the Altaria flew quietly, not picking out anything of substance—yet, at least. |
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Tara Arnnelia
Cries for help [M]
POSTED ON Sept 15, 2021 9:06:38 GMT
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“Up ahead?” he asked, before the Altaria nodded. Turning to Tara, he explained. “The only thing that can clear the fog out of this area is either Defog or the sun—alas we have neither, so yes, be careful,” he remarked in the redhead’s direction before the Altaria flew off again—and returned a few moments later, agitated humming catching his attention. “What?” he asked once more, however the Altaria was insistent and began plucking at the sleeve of his overcoat and leading him dangerously close to where the cliff face suddenly dropped off into an even steeper incline. The Altaria continued to hum agitatedly, before swooping down into the thicker sea of fog— “Shit, I think she saw something,” he said to his companion. “We have to wait for her to return—and mind the edge, it’s only around three steps from where I’m standing.” |
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POSTED ON Oct 16, 2021 5:24:02 GMT
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 As if to prove a point, he took one, two—on the third step even he nearly got swallowed by the fog due to how the ground suddenly dropped off into the thick, swirling mass. “See?” he remarked as he backpedaled as fast as he could. Eventually, the Altaria returned, even more agitated humming coming from the fluffy cloud Pokémon. While it was easy to miss unless one looked close enough, he noticed that one patch of her fluffy, cloudy ‘body’ was marked and sullied by a very familiar substance that reeked of rusting iron— “Knew it,” he remarked as he pointed out the bloodied patch of cotton to Tara. “There’s what we’re looking for.” And in response to her question— Another red beam of light shot forward as this time, a very familiar burnished, silver Metagross made its reappearance. “He’s big enough to support the both of us. Get on,” he gestured while waiting for her to get aboard the Metagross’s flat head. Presuming that she had already done so in the time frame given, he then clambered up after her, and with a single knock, pointed at the Altaria. “Ro, follow her down. Tara, I suggest you hang on.” The Altaria led the way into the dense fog, closely followed by the Metagross and his two passengers. |
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POSTED ON Nov 1, 2021 6:12:58 GMT
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 The good thing about this was that the guy was still alive; albeit barely. Sliding off Ro’s back, he then pointed in the direction of where the Garchomp was trying to lift the tree. “Lift it up,” was all he said and the Metagross then helped out with the tree-lifting, a powerful burst of Telekinetic energy, helping ease the weight before plucking another Pokéball from his pocket. A Gardevoir appeared a few moments afterward from the burst of red light, waiting quietly as he then looked down and had to bite back a cringe. “Damn,” was all he could say. That was a lot of blunt force trauma-related injuries the poor guy had sustained. “Lynette, give me some aid here.” A few moments later, Life Dew is splashing over the various bevy of injuries. Much as he wanted to move the guy, he knew it was risky—so with another whistle, the Metagross then moved the tree further away from where the man had been crushed. |
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