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POSTED ON Jun 23, 2019 17:21:53 GMT

her mother's niece. fernandos eyes narrows as he string together the family line. "oh, so her cousin." it takes a moment longer then it should have but he's always been bad with tailing family. his own is no exception.

fernando shakes her hand, firm but gentle, without unnecessary pressure. "a pleasure, miss martin."

he continues to look around the room, intrigued yet distance, unwilling to vocally probe his concerns. just who was freya morningstar? even neck deep in her home environment fernando can only surmise so much. he's yet to understand her and that's what grants her some semblance of freedom.

but when he does freya will belong to him entirely, whether she knows it or not. all he needs is to grasp how the tool is to be used before he exploits it.

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POSTED ON Jun 23, 2019 17:38:54 GMT

[attr="class","freypost"]willow nods. despite her surname, she's as much a morningstar as freya, a necessary cog in the works of the empire her uncle has built. and just as she holds aloft their namesake with pride, she considers herself just as uncanny, just as sharp with her wits.

so she notices how the councilman lingers, and thinks herself right by assuming he's nervous about the oncoming battle. freya had given her no reason to distrust the man.

"you'll be fine, councilman. just keep your wits about you. it's not as though she commandeers the respect of every dragon on that battlefield," she says with a wink. another bagon, one with a green sheen to its scales, appears to show fernando to the battlefield.

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POSTED ON Jun 23, 2019 18:35:41 GMT

"that's what i'm afraid of. people think i'm smarter than i really am."

fernando notices the odd discoloration of the bagon's exterior but make no comment on it. knowing the morningstars, it's just as likely to be paint or some other altercation as it is to be a genetic mishap. without comment, he follows.

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POSTED ON Jun 24, 2019 16:03:42 GMT

[attr="class","freypost"]larsen looks over his shoulder every so often to make sure that fernando is following in step behind him. there's a slight spring to his step as they walk on.

they move past sparring sessions, humans and pokemon alike who are trading blows with steel and claw. obviously a majority of the pokemon that reside in the den are dragon-type, but there are a few trainer-owned who fight alongside the giant dragons. a pangoro fights at its trainer's side; despite its size, it whirls gracefully, liquid around his trainer's bo staff.

they approach bloodworth, notable because it's not so much a field as it is a giant, cavernous pit. torches span the walls of the pit; dragons twirl in the air, maneuvering around stalactites and stalagmites. round daises likewise protrude from the ground, providing cover and a small battleground for a few occupants.

larsen joins his brother, of whom is waiting at the edge with a beautifully crafted saddled. it's of dyed black leather with muted golden reins meant to loop around the neck of a salamence.

a shadow rises up from the cliff's edge then and lyune wheels, exposing the fair-haired trainer riding atop his back. freya waves, calls over the wind, the sound of lyune's heavy wingbeats, "are you ready, councilman?"

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 3:49:35 GMT

fernando keeps a watchful eye over every scene they pass. watching humans spar with pokemon make him wince inwardly. while freya's compound is not unlike his own, to think that humans are expected to keep up with pokemon is unbecoming of what a true battle should look like. but, considering everything else he's been exposed to, it comes as no surprise.

there are those that see pokemon as their friends.

there are those that see them as weapons.

and, apparently, there are some that see pokemon as their brothers in arm.

these sentiments are neither wrong or right. it is only the victorious that dictate which ideology reigns above all others. with a curt nod, fernando taps each pokeball on his belt, unleashing the monsters inside.

"as ready as i'll ever be."

fernando receives the saddle and spends an awkward amount of time trying to fit it onto his pokemon. while he can see the benefit of the mounted seat he's never had to ride his pokemon long enough to warrant such an accessory. such wild rides proved more dangerous then practical. color him a pragmatist.

somewhat satisfied with the fit, half given up, fernando clambers onto his salamence. he spares each pokemon a glance, ensuring their positions as well as their readiness. "we're here to maim, not kill. this is a friendly exchange. keep that in mind," he whispers between them. some of them respond while the other await further orders. his ditto sits in front of him, nestled onto the edge of the saddle.

atop his mount, he sounds off.

"battle routine set."

in unison, they rise.

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 19:43:03 GMT

[attr="class","freypost"]this is a means of welcome, but this is also a recon mission. she is here to witness him, assess how far he's willing to go in the midst of the fray, how much he loses himself to the battle. she's here to make things difficult, put pressure on him, maybe even scare him.

his dragons look formidable and she's probably the best person to understand that such beasts should never be underestimated in the slightest. while her loyalty is what ties her companions together, fernando's are bound by duty, and the latter is powerful in its own right.

lyune takes her to the other edge of the stretch of the field. dragons continue their disputes all around them; they're obstacles, yes, but they're also traps waiting to be sprung.

aeris flies up after sharing blows with another dragonair, joining freya's side as lyune banks, turning to face the enemy.

she throws her braids and loose hair over her shoulder and grips her bow. arrow strung, she leans forward in her saddle, the grips on her legs tightening. lyune dives, picking up speed before surging upward as he races headlong into fernando's small army.

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freya morningstar likes this

and witness she shall.

the difference in their ability comes as no surprise. fernando will admit fault and holds no pride as a dragon tamer. there's no merit in false titles. what he stands for is a practicality that adjust to any and all situations. if freya hold an expertise in dragon pokemon then he shall work around it. a contest of flight and maneuvering puts the advantage in her corner. it is up to him to turn around the win condition, serving to his own strengths despite being in her home field.

"execute."

the call comes out and the charizard opens with an expulsion of SMOKESCREEN. thick clouds of smog fill fernando's airspace and work as a buffer between their mutual vision. freya's bow and her pokemon become increasingly less effective without a clear sight of their opponent. the same goes for fernando if not for his specialty: field control.

the counter to the attack is obvious. that's why his charizard continues to spew out the noxious fumes. the more SMOKESCREEN between them, the more concentrated the veil. he accounts for the counter play and allows his pokemon to continue. he expects freya to be more concerned with his primary offensive.

"BRRRHHHHHHHHH"

hidden from sight comes an attack that requires no precision. a blaring SUPERSONIC reverberates from behind the SMOKESCREEN. the attack has a piercing effect, amplified by another source as the sounds meld together to create a CONFUSION inducing shriek.

CHARIZARD used SMOKESCREEN!
FLYGON used SUPERSONIC!
DITTO used SUPERSONIC!

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POSTED ON Jul 3, 2019 17:34:47 GMT

[attr="class","freypost"]her dragons have flown through their fair share of smoke veils. she has sheer strength on her side, a beast of a dragon with several decades of warfare under his belt, and fernando knows this. which is why, as the cloud of smoke billows towards them, as he blinds both sides of their field, lyune dives. aeris arches higher, a dragon pulse prepared to shear a straight line through the cloud.

but she's struck at the same time that freya winces, shoulders hunching as two powerful shrieks hit her ears. she forces to listen as lyune's flight pattern wavers. a flygon. and...something else. those are our priorities.

aeris' dragon pulse goes wide, threatening a few more of her surprises that are hidden around the arena.

"nevy!"

the noivern, wings drawn tight to its body, a speeding bullet across the field, flares its wings open and flaps furiously, dispelling the smokescreen with a powerful whirlwind. and freya grins, not because the smoke is gone, but because the bat's ears are pulsing, sending out radio waves of boomburst. scrambling signals, drowning out sounds.

lyune twists around the spire and freya looks up, arrow taut. she aims just before his mount, flash-tipped arrowhead detonating just before them.

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POSTED ON Jul 5, 2019 8:50:47 GMT

the DRAGON PULSE cuts through the SMOKESCREEN like butter but as long as fernando's charizard continues to spew out fumes the cloak will maintain itself. at least until her noivern enters the equation. adding a WHIRLWIND is just enough to take away from the SMOKESCREEN and leave them prone for a follow up attack. by now the SUPERSONIC has done its job, providing a temporary opening that's revealed her cards. the only problem is that freya pushes harder with a BOOMBURST, the louder sonic waves vibrating with enough pressure to shatter boulders.

a standard PROTECT comes out the moment the SMOKESCREEN dissipates. an expected move that comes with the prediction that they'll be an attack with it. the protective barrier mitigates the effect of the BOOMBURST inflicting any blunt damage as well as the arrow. it still explodes, detonating in a blinding flash of light. fernando doesn't realize it until its too late, pulling his shield up to help block the bright rays.

he's disoriented and unable to direct the salamence which starts to plummet, predicting a follow up attack as well.

"cover."

if the SMOKESCREEN won't do it then they'll rely on something heavier, something a WHIRLWIND can't dissuade. a SANDSTORM brews, spewn from the mouths of both his flygons. grains of sand coagulate into clumps of fine sand which help obscure them further. only the garchomp disappears, blending in with the SAND VEIL picking up.

as the SANDSTORM grows to encompass all, they too will know the pain of the razor sharp grains. those not paying attention won't notice how the sand starts to grow denser in some parts, creating a SAND TOMB for those caught in a bad spot.

SALAMENCE used PROTECT!
FLYGON used SANDSTORM!
DITTO used SANDSTORM!
GARCHOMP's SAND VEIL activated!
GARCHOMP used SAND TOMB!

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POSTED ON Jul 16, 2019 20:51:43 GMT

[attr="class","freypost"]lyune hears him shout cover. his claws flex as he races upwards into the air. they're blinded, diving out of reflex, and don't realize that freya and her partner are right beneath them. his head turns to the side and freya's arms, wrapped around his neck, feel his scales sift, warmth blossoming at the hollow of his throat as flames spurt from his maw.

as the flames race towards their target, dragon and rider are assaulted by blasts of sand. freya coughs; moxie curls just before her lips, offering her some amount of comfort in the harsh weather.

lyune banks wide, giving them time to recuperate and distance, now that their targets have been lost.

"towards sen and lerye. keep out of the thick of it!" she crouches, hands steadying on lyune's spine. her heart leaps in her throat, but she embraces it, embraces it as her veins flush with adrenaline, as she slips gracefully off of lyune's back and starts to fall.

echo is there beneath her, diving in a tight spiral to buffer her fall. she grits her teeth, spits sand, and allows the flygon to direct them around the sand tombs. they're close to the ground now and she squints, looking for her ground units.

orion and aithne have been caught in the midst of one of the spiraling columns of sand. freya swears under her breath, annoyed that some of her cards have been revealed. but up above, nevy flies beside lyune, and aeris at his flank, appearing as a guard for the salamence and his absentee rider.

"keep pace. wait for him to strike them. you're my eyes now."

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