down on the ground [slateport]

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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kosuke sato
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down on the ground [slateport]
POSTED ON Mar 8, 2019 20:28:56 GMT
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[attr="class","post"]he'd rather not be here, but he doesn't have much choice. these people are starved, and nothing stands in their way once they taste those first drops of blood.
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if he had the courage, he might have argued against getting priam on this mission, as fruitless as it would have been. he was too young. still, he could only be grateful that he was here to keep an eye on him. he'd keep things under control.
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"no specific orders," he finally says, "just make trouble, keep them busy."
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new mauville is quiet, too peaceful for them to storm in and turn it upside-down. but that is exactly what they will do. marcel shoves his hands into his pockets with a huff and lets his noivern walk past him to the door.
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he sends priam a smile that doesn't suit the purpling spot on his cheek. he's in a rough state, has been ever since he picked up the boy, with neither an explanation nor a visible intent on offering one.
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"nothing to worry about, alright?"
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there's a screech as his noivern tears open the metal door.
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POSTED ON Mar 9, 2019 19:13:01 GMT
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"I can do that!"

His Arcanine rests beside him, with his hand buried deep onto its thick, fluffy mane. Eager eyes awaited for the Noivern to rip the metal doors apart. Priam readied himself for what was coming next. He wouldn't say he'd do everything for the name of Rocket, but he'd do it if it sounded anything relating to fun.

"Arcee."

A loud roar came from the Arcanine as soon as they got access to the power plant. He hops on to the back of his Fire-type, positioning himself comfortably before leaning to a side facing Marcel. One could easily tell Priam was too enthusiastic when he gets to ask for clarification about their details of their job.

"Just cause trouble, right?"

He offers his Arcanine a rub on its neck, before the canine zoomed into the depths of the power plant.


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POSTED ON Mar 10, 2019 20:37:19 GMT
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she's qualified

for this job, technically. rhian didn't appreciate her great aunt volunteering her to come give the generator a look without her consent, of course, but she supposes the old woman did it out of pride in her brother's grandchildren, if not her own progeny. she can't really fault her for that.

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"looks like it's properly turned off now," the blonde muses. though at a quick glance it may look like she's speaking to herself, her interlocutor is actually the rotom currently powering up the flashlight in her hand. "let's double check the wires, and then we can head home."

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or not.

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when she hears the loud screech of the main entrance opening and the subsequent whoosh in the air, rhian can't help jumping back in surprise. temporarily putting aside the task at hand, she pokes her head through a second door, the one leading up to the generator room, and offers the two men outside a timid smile.

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"hello. i wasn't expecting company. are you here to check on the generator as well?"

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kosuke sato
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down on the ground [slateport]
POSTED ON Mar 10, 2019 21:28:36 GMT
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[attr="class","post"]"yeah, don't want us getting in over our heads."
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he's chosen location carefully. the scientists here wouldn't exactly be veterans of war, and if things went his way, they wouldn't put up much of a fight. the pair would have a solid triumph under their belt. it didn't hurt he only hoped there weren't too many of them, he hadn't been able to get his hands on the workers' updated rota.
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leading the way, marcel steps through the newly-made entrance. time to get going.
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they're not walking for long before they're greeted by a friendly voice, too soft to set off any panic. marcel turns around slowly, before returning the smile. she's just the sort of person he'd been planning on running into: gentle, the type who'll listen if it had to come to threats.
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he's already making his way towards the generator room as he says, "i suppose you could say that." he waits for the girl to turn before he looks back at priam and gestures towards the door they're about to go through.
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"you got someone to keep that door shut?"
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marcel enters the generator room, noivern in tow. a battle's the last thing he wants, and they've struck lucky with the first person they ran into. he's not one to take chances though, hence his words to the boy. his gaze darts around the room, looking for possible escapes and hazards, always ready for the worst case scenario.
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"you a scientist, then?" he asks her.
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down on the ground [slateport]
POSTED ON Mar 10, 2019 23:16:24 GMT
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He was ready to blow things up, but circumstances led to things that got Marcel too interested, and now, he has to do things he didn't realize was part of the job. Reluctantly, he agrees to close the door despite not knowing the intentions behind it.

"Will do, boss!"

Once they step in, he gets his Arcanine to weld the door shut with flames. He figured he could just get one of his Pokemon to force it open if they needed it to happen. It was, nonetheless, too conjoined with the walls for anyone without necessary strength to get it to budge. He knew Marcel has a few under his arsenal that could though. The girl-- he wasn't too sure.

He turns to her once the deed was done, a friendly grin on his face and all. The inquiry doesn't bother Priam much as he doesn't care whether she was a scientist or not. She was a girl around his age though, so it wouldn't be too wrong for him to be amiable in this situation. All he'd been dealing with lately were adults and that gets tiring.

"Hello, hello! How you doin'?"



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POSTED ON Mar 10, 2019 23:36:59 GMT
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rhian offers

a disconcerted smile at the puzzling answer she receives. they were either in new mauville to look at the old generator or not; there's not much gray ground there. still, she's far too trusting to suspect the pair of anything that could put any laws in question, so she lets them enter the room without complaints.

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"in training! soon to be a mechatronics engineer," she corrects quickly. that's kind of a misleading claim, though —she supposes— so again she rushes to add, "in a few years."

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well, putting it that way feels a bit discouraging. she flushes a little at the thought. if she works hard, she's certain she could graduate early just like @leonardo.

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another smile is met with one in kind and, though there is plenty of room, rhian feels a little overwhelmed. maybe it's the sight of the huge arcanine at the door, or maybe it's the fact both newcomers are looking at her and she's not used to so much attention (it triggers bad memories). she's trembling a little when she speaks up again.

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"s-so, as you can see, the generator won't be causing any more trouble. i haven't checked the outer wiring yet, but the ladies up in mauville hills shouldn't have more complaints about weird noises coming from here in the middle of the night."

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down on the ground [slateport]
POSTED ON Mar 11, 2019 8:01:24 GMT
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[attr="class","post"]he listens to her answers with a barely-concealed indifference, too busy surveying the room to muster up an answer to their conversation. instead, he nods and smiles. his mind offhandedly translates in training into no useful information and it's with that his mind is sealed.
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he's had the time to think and gather the information he needs. now it is time for action. by the looks of it, there's no one else here. their orders were to keep the league busy and, well, that didn't mean just holding up one girl.
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no, marcel didn't want a battle. but that by no means meant he wasn't here to do his job.
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"that's a pity," he remarks, glancing at the generator, "there's a new problem now."
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before any response can be made, a nidoking materialises out of a red flash of light. at marcel's command, it lunges for the generator horn-first. the moment the pokemon starts charging, his noivern flings a number of dragon pulses at the ceiling to break it open.
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"do what you want," he says to priam, "but make sure we get some attention."
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he motions to the hole on the ceiling. smoke, a beam of light, it doesn't matter how he does it. they just need to keep the league on their toes.
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the look he gives the ‘in-training’ is enough to make up for his silence. stay back, if you know what's good for you.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Mar 12, 2019 0:57:05 GMT
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Free rein, just like what he wanted.

He quickly instructs his Arcanine to go after the girl. The large Pokemon would sprint over her, skidding to a tackle with enough force to push the girl off from her balance. The canine would tower over her should she fall, both feet planted to her sides as Priam leaned over from behind the Arcanine's neck to her face.

"Tell me which parts of the power plant blows up the best."

There was no hostility in his tone of voice, but the threat was still there.


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"wha-what are

you doing?!"


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rhian has the good judgement of taking a step (or more like three) back when the older man's noivern goes for the ceiling. stare in stupefaction is all she can do at the mayhem being brought to her until then peaceful day.

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her flashlight flickers as her rotom exits it and dives for the pokénav in rhian's conveniently open bag. if the vandals were to look at her closely, they would notice a thin bolt of lighting there for a second or two, and then gone.

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the girl couldn't exactly make use of the device openly in front of her present company, but the rotom could make the call for help in her place.

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the good news? the generator had been off for long enough that they have no risk of it exploding in their faces at the sudden burst.

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the bad news? rhian is trapped underground with a pair of psychos.

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"what do you mean!" she cries at the unreasonable request, loud enough to cause him to flinch, if nothing else. it's a stark contrast compared to the meek tone she'd used upon meeting them—and with good reason. she's panicking.

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looking at him from up close, rhian realizes the boy may have been around her age, and she can't help but wonder what could have possibly brought him to act this way. "if you blow up the power plant we're getting blown up with it!"

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POSTED ON Mar 12, 2019 22:44:32 GMT
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[attr="class","post"]vega's flown out of the gaping hole and made her way on top of the building. a loud cry can be heard from where the three are standing. he can't help but think her and priam are frighteningly similar. the boy's taken to his new freedom extremely well, chaotic in a way that puts him at home in team rocket.
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part of him doesn't know what to make of that.
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his nidoking is making steady work of the generator, hammering against it with its horn. the girl's shrieking is enough to force his attention on her for a moment, but all that's acheived is a growing sense of annoyance. yeah, he felt bad — she didn't seem much older than priam — but work was work.
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another glance. alright, he'd make sure priam didn't hurt her too badly.
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it's her last sentence that makes marcel stop in consideration. a second or two passes, and he returns his nidoking to replace it with dragonair. if the worst were to happen, protect would save them — all of them. he may not flinch at blood on his hands but marcel did not enjoy taking life this early. still, if priam was to look over, he'd see marcel make a gesture which, while vague, gave him the all clear to carry on as he was.
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"nope." is the only response he offers, busying himself with inspecting the generator.
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errand boy
grunt
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"well, that's for ours to worry about."

time bombs and other techniques to delay an explosion were not his expertise, but he figured marcel probably has enough experience to get them out of this situation. he looks at him for guidance, getting a weird gesture for him that, while vague, meant that he has an idea of what to do.

"don't worry! we'll bring you along with us if you want to!"

he gets off of his arcanine, a finger beckoning the fire-type to watch over the girl more closely. it would snarl and bare its fangs should she show the slightest signs of aggression. taking a handkerchief from his pockets, he'd use the piece of cloth to try and tie her arms behind her back, carrying her to the back of his arcanine, with her lying on her stomach, afterwards.

"this is fine, right?" he asks marcel.


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Fairy Princess
She/Her
Eighteen
June 25
Johto
Demisexual
Scientist in training
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POSTED ON Mar 16, 2019 0:22:32 GMT
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it takes up to

five minutes for the carbon dioxide emitted by a power generator to make things explode. given the measures that had been taken to prevent her escape, she doubts five minutes is enough for any of them to make it out alive if they went through with this crazy plan.

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rhian doesn't know what else they have planned. she kind of doesn't want to know.

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"you mean you're gonna kidnap me." it's not a question, and it's not a pretty way to word it either. reflex has her taking a step back, but it's futile—she's trapped.

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"please," she tries a different approach, "please stop."

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the handkerchief is being tied around her hands but the one she's looking for is the older man. the way the younger one turns to him for guidance and confirmation makes it more than clear that right now he's the one in charge.

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"just leave the generator alone, please. blowing it up... thousands of people above us will die." rhian can feel herself begin to tear up at the thought of more innocent people losing their lives, at her makeshift handcuffs, at the craziness of it all. she really should have stayed home.

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so far, the silver-haired boy had been the friendlier one. perhaps due to his age, he also felt more approachable than the older man. if she has any chance to appeal to one of them, it would be to him. "does he have you threatened? do they?" rhian doesn't specify who the 'they' is, but it's clear in her tone. team rocket.

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kosuke sato
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twenty-eight
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nimbasa city, unova
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[attr="class","post"]the fuss between priam and the girl turns down into background noise as he takes out his tablet. marcel rummages through his pocket before pulling out a handheld scanner. a few taps on the screen and he's making his way round the generator, directing the glaring red light over every expanse he could cover. they might as well get something useful done now, after all.
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had anyone been able to see the screen, they would have seen a model of the generator appear, section by section with each step he took. while there was no urgent use for his data, marcel was sure he could name at least a few people who'd trade in a decent favour for it, or a time when it may come in handy.
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when the image is complete, the scanner's light dims. marcel shoves it back into his pocket and finally turns to face the pair. he sees the girl, hands behind her back and atop priam's arcanine, and wonders what on earth had gone on in the past few minutes.
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"threatened?" he echoes, "you're having a laugh."
[break][break]he pulls out another device from his pocket, small and circular. he attaches it to the generator with a click and presses the button in the centre down. a faint but steady trickle of smoke begins to steep from the device. this is no threat; simply a scare. but they don't need to know. the bomb's a fake, child's play to defuse and purposely so. he will busy the league but (though he won't make this pointedly known) he won't harm the girl.
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still, it helps if she falls for his act.
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his noivern returns, having made enough commotion for the time being. "both of you, on." he says, "we'll leave her outside."
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[break]NOTES: marcel's attached a fake bomb to the generator. noivern is ready to take them outside. can have the rockets make their escape shortly after if you want to round things off there.
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his head turns to marcel as he responds for him, before going back to rhian. his shoulders gave way to a shrug as he proceeds to give her an answer that doesn't actually answer her question.

"and you care because...?" he adds after marcel gives his piece.

he watches as marcel rigs a device to the generator. it would have been nice if they actually blew up the place, but his knowledge of explosives among other questionable things left him knowing that what marcel had wasn't anything remotely close to a bomb. still, he does nothing to make the farce obvious enough for the girl.

priam would switch his attention between his arcanine and the noivern before realizing that he would have to get the arcanine back to its ball. he takes her bag, princess carries the girl from the large dog and recalls his pokemon to where he was supposed to be. there was an intent to frisk her belongings, although he'd probably do it at a more convenient time.

"oh hey, you have a new ride 'mon,"
he jests to rhian afterwards.

he places her on the noivern's back afterwards before climbing on as well. "i'm ready," he calls to marcel. his eyes weren't on him, however, but on the bag instead. he begins to examine the contents of her bag on the back of the noivern.


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Fairy Princess
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down on the ground [slateport]
POSTED ON Mar 24, 2019 15:41:19 GMT
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her studies

don't cover the makings of a bomb, so when she sees the smoke rhian starts to fear the worst. her eyes grow big, confused at... a lot of what's going on, actually. first and foremost, the bomb. the smoke trickles out slowly, which she assumes to mean they would have a bit of time before it triggers. probably not enough to warn anyone else.

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second: roto loto took refuge in her bag a while ago now. she doesn't doubt it was to call for help, but so far none has arrived. she fears they'll be too late.

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what would linger on her mind the most, though, is this realization: people could derive fun from ruining others'. it's true that the boy seems excited. rhian attributed it to his personality at first, his way of coping with a life of forced crime even. this illusion is broken by the older man's words and she's left unsure of what to believe in anymore.

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she's carried from arcanine to noivern, but she doesn't seem to notice it. rhian remains silent, staring blankly at the small device planted on the generator. all might be lost but she's still scraping the depths of her mind for a way to save everyone.

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even when her bag is being ransacked, she doesn't answer. the rocket would only find notebooks, a box of poké puffs, a small clefairy-shaped coin purse and a turned off pokénav. her rotom hides inside, only making it appear like it's out of battery.

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when reinforcements finally arrive, she's sobbing on a particularly soft patch of grass near the entrance to new mauville. three beeps rang but the explosion never came.

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