B
He/Him
30
July 9th
Little Root
Gay
Beast
Rocket Beast
Well if it's war that you want then you got it, if it's pain then I got what you need.
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bryan delarosa
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POSTED ON Jul 21, 2022 4:53:58 GMT
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If it’s war that you want then you got it. If it’s pain well I brought what you need. [attr="class","bryanpog3-pkmn"] [attr="class","bryanpog3-post"] [attr="class","bryanpog3-icon"]  If he had an eyebrow to raise, he would. [break][break] He stomped a hoof, silencing the Pokémon in the area who had been chirping and watching from the sidelines as he let the silence envelope the forest. "What insolence." it says as his tone conveys annoyance with the people who brought him here. [break][break] "When speaking to someone in a station above oneself. Honorifics should be used, I will forgive your transgressions this once. Do not make that mistake again, child." he warns them as he decides to at least indulge their questions. [break][break] He returns to his normal standing stance, walking over to the gravestones calmly as he waits, realizing Bryan had left evidence of his presence here in the form of a tombstone. "I am." he answers penny as plants begin to grow over a tombstone as he watches it closely. Just then, the other human who was with Cian also asks a question and to buy some time, the deity decides to respond once more. "You ask why I side with rocket? It is a simple matter, human. When a debt is owed, it should be paid in return. I care not for factions, some of your kind seem to not care either. Most Pokémon certainly do not care for a concept your kind created." he answers watching the both of them for any sudden moves. [break][break] "The one you call wolf lent me his aid in my time of need, sacrificing a resource many of you would call invaluable. And so I answered his call. That is all." He replies as the tombstone that slowly began to become covered in plant life cracked and shattered as Xerneas destroyed evidence in front of the two that could link Bryan as the arsonist as the stones were pulled deeper and deeper underground.[break][break] It was then it may be best for Bryan to be present for this conversation. 'Young Delarosa, approach quietly. There are two humans here who seem to be seeking you out. I do not believe they are a threat to you but this conversation would be one you would be interested in.' he says via their telepathetic connection as Bryan begun to move towards their location. [attr="class","bryanpog3-bot-1"] notes about this postNotes go here
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The wind grew still, dead silent, and the rustling leaves of the shattered tree came to a curt pause. It was although the soil was preparing itself for a visit from a god itself. 
Penelope's face initially scrunched up, unsure how to take his response. honorifics? It made sense, she supposed, but what was she to call him? God? Sir? 
