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Stormy's day had, up until the moment of her kidnapping, been going pleasantly well. She had been on the phone with Laurence Anderson, explaining what their plans were for later. Their relationship had been.. strained, to say the least. [break][break]

Regardless, she had insisted they make time later in the afternoon to hang out and talk, to catch up on each other's day and grab a bite to eat. Lars had seemed reluctant to agree, and Stormy had almost hung up right on the spot.[break][break]

Charizard had been the first to notice something wasn't right. The fire-type had just sunk her claws into the ground, weight shifting as she and her trainer touched the ground. Her wings were tired from the journey and she had been fully prepared to settle in by the hot springs for a nap.[break][break]

Apparently, she was to be taking a very sudden and painful one on the spot.[break][break]

Stormy's conversation with Lars was cut short when a strange man appeared without introducing himself. The way he spoke to her and approached her was suspicious, as if he knew her from somewhere.[break][break]

And, of course, his intentions were impure. In some way, dorian westcliff had taken down her Charizard without much of a fight and promptly took Stormy under his wing. It's possible that Lars would hear the tail end of their heated conversation, and Stormy's struggle to escape.[break][break]

Charizard would be found a couple of minutes distance from Lavaridge city, just out of reach for anyone to notice she was missing. [break][break]

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When Stormy would come to, she'd find herself in a basement. The smell of alcohol and fear was heavy in the air. She was sweating, her skin slick with perspiration and she could feel the air expel from her mouth. Where was she?[break][break]

She felt tired, there was a ringing in her ears and a dry, chalkiness in her mouth. She needed water. She felt sick to her stomach.[break][break]

"Hello?"[break][break]

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POSTED ON Mar 16, 2019 1:07:48 GMT

It had been mere coincidence that brought the Mad Dog of Rocket to the outskirts of Lavaridge Town when his prey had landed on the back of her Charizard. The Mad Dog would recognize the younger woman on the spot as Stormy Silph, the local Gym Leader. More importantly to him was her slight against his friend and former Beast, Chu-e. During the Winter Ball months earlier, she had done something to set the man off. And though he was gone, Dorian had not forgotten about the slight.

Catching the younger woman off guard was insultingly easy, taking advantage of the fact that she had not only just landed, but was in the middle of a conversation over the phone. The Charizard itself was easily taken out by his Chandelure, the pseudo-dragon having very little in the way of combating the Ghost-type, who would merely absorb whatever Fire it would spew. And despite Stormy's struggles, Dorian would knock the woman out. After binding the Gym Leader, Dorian would fly back to Slateport on his own Charizard, leaving hers for dead.

Hours later, Stormy would find herself in the basement level of the building holding Dorian's bar. She would've been left tied to a chair in a darkened storage room. On the other side of a door sat a Rocket Grunt that Dorian entrusted with making sure she didn't escape before he had some time alone with the poor girl. In the hours between him dropping her off, and her awakening, Dorian was grabbing some specially made poison from calla mccoy, as well as a few vials of antidote.

Moments after she would wake up, Dorian would walk through the door. With two loud claps, dim lighting would illuminate the room. Though it was just barely enough to get a view of the room, from what she could see, the room was clearly a storage room converted into a torture chamber. The familiar sight of a man dressed in a white and light blue outfit, complete with a top hat, would look down at her. The man would set down the set of poison and antidote vials on a nearby table, pulling up a chair and sitting on it backwards.

"Greetings, and salutations!"

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Lars

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POSTED ON Mar 18, 2019 15:38:44 GMT

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well well, look who's here. And extremely salty.

To be honest, after he’d found out that there was another person involved, and how the two were already together, Lars was all but ready to back the hell away and leave her be. But…

There was something that kept on calling him back.

Like, he didn’t know what it was.

When she’d suggested that they meet up—it was actually the very first meeting after that ‘fallout’ back on Mount Pyre, he was tempted to not show and let her be, who knew what the hell she was doing with that other man—and it hadn’t actually taken him too long to figure out who the other man was.

The hints were pretty obvious—he knew that one of the three leaders who by chance shared a similar name was gay as the day was long, and the other was her brother—that left one last Alexander to contend with.

And he’d made a personal vow to at least get that bastard’s badge as proof…

Anyway.

Smash-cut to the conversation they were having over the phone, and he was about to ask her if she was ready to go when the tone of the conversation suddenly shifted—he heard her struggling, then the shouting, and then silence. That was the cue he had to hurry…

When he’d arrived astride Javert, his Flygon, he saw that there was a familiar-looking Charizard circling around where the now-dead phone had fallen, and hissed at the sight.

“Shit.”

Eventually, he’d managed to trace where she’d ended up—accompanied by said Charizard traveling alongside his own companions. Now, see, he didn’t want to go anywhere near Slateport again—not since after that disastrous rescue mission—but then this was borne out of necessity.

Thankfully he’d found a quiet place to land, where there were no meddling Rocket members around. Maybe it was providence he’d brought that Dusknoir along…

He then quietly sent out the Ghost-type, before pointing a finger to his lips.

“Nero. Go check the area for us, will you? Let us know how many Rockets we have to fight or evade… when you find her, let us know right away,” he said to the Ghost-type, who merely nodded before drifting off and through the building, leaving him beside the dual-type.

“Shh, we’ll find her. Just… be patient, okay? We can’t just go all charging in. I’m just one person…” he said to the Charizard as he slowly rubbed the dual-type’s neck down, an attempt to calm it down—much like how he’d calmed Apollo down that one time he found the Rapidash outside a cave, all skittish and nervous.

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POSTED ON Mar 20, 2019 15:21:22 GMT

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There was a nauseating pain in her head, and she soon realised she couldn't move her hands. For a moment she struggled against the bindings, wearing her skin raw. With a a breath, she'd relax back into the chair, nervously looking around.[break][break]

It wasn't until Dorian clapped on the lights and opened the door did she realise what was happening.[break][break]

The dim light that would pour in would blind her for a moment, searing pain from an injury-induced migraine making it difficult to see or focus. She'd hiss, sucking air between her teeth as she struggled to glare up at her kidnapper.[break][break]

Because of her lack of sight, she wouldn't see what the vials were that he set down. She could only hear the clink of them.[break][break]

His voice came through to her senses, sending a shiver down her spine. [break][break]

"Who are you?"[break][break]

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Meanwhile, Charizard would help guide Lars back to Stormy. She could follow the fear smell of her master for a time, though it soon faded. Fortunately, however, the trail ended on the shores of Slateport, near a couple of rundown and abandoned buildings. It was a given that she was hidden somewhere inside.[break][break]

Steam would exude from her nostrils as she paced around. Her tail lashed back and forth in a rage, her muscles taut with fear and anger. She had failed to protect her master, and she had no idea if she was even still alive.[break][break]

The beast would lash out at Lars, baring her fangs as the man brushed her neck. Now was not the time for comforting, Stormy needed to be found. Lars' Dusknoir would evaporate, hunting down Stormy. In the meanwhile, Charizard would have to remain vigilant and patient. [break][break]

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POSTED ON Mar 23, 2019 0:11:09 GMT

Dorian took his time in studying his captive. The initial transition from light to dark caused her pain, given that she was not only injured, but had spent Arceus knows how long lingering in the darkened room. "You could say that I'm your counterpart within Team Rocket, Gym Leader of Lavaridge. I'm Dorian Westcliff, the Mad Dog of Rocket~", Dorian would greet the young woman in a singsong tone, the innocence with which he carried it betraying his mortifying intentions. "Does that ring a bell? Well it should! After all, I did play my part in the downfall of the Kanto Region.", Dorian would tell Stormy, getting up from his chair, and going over to the table with his tools stationed.

"Of course, of any of the events that transpired a year ago, the raid on Silph's Headquarters probably sticks out the most, no~?", Dorian asked her rhetorically, taking his time in filling a fresh syringe with one of the two fluids he had brought along. Finally, Dorian would casually stroll up to Stormy, before injecting the fluid - a designer venom, into Stormy, in the place designated to him by Calla. Dorian would then back away from her, and watch Calla's brew take effect on her.

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The Dusknoir would find itself phasing into a lively bar, a place well lit thanks to a portable lighting system installed after the city was deprived of power, and packed Rocket Grunts. In total, about 20 Grunts could be seen occupying the bar, excluding the bartender who was serving a pair of Executives sitting at the bar itself, pounding down a mug of beer a piece. Behind the bar itself was a door leading down to the backroom of the bar. Seeing as it was the only passage out of the room, aside from the entrance itself, it would be the only way to go.

In any case, taking the front entrance into the bar itself would not be a wise idea, under most circumstances.

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Lars

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POSTED ON Apr 9, 2019 11:34:37 GMT

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the Dusknoir causes mayhem!

“I know you want to charge head-on into the situation like your owner,” he began, arching an eyebrow at the Charizard’s direction, “…but knowing you if you do want to charge ahead without waiting for Nero to come back, I’ll have you know now I’m not going to save your stubborn ass if you decide to go with what you’re thinking of doing,” he added a few moments later.

He had a feeling that this Charizard was in many ways, just like its owner—reckless and hot-headed.

“We have to wait for Nero to come back. At least grant me the patience until then?” he tried to reconcile with the dual-type, who was pretty much ready to charge ahead without him, regardless of whether or not his Dusknoir returned.

Back at where Nero was now floating, obviously invisible (Ghost-type and all) he would stumble upon a bar, and it was full of people. Too many people wearing that trademark black suit with the big red “R” on the front, either drunk out of their minds or laughing at some indecent shit they were indulging themselves in. Heading closer to the bar, he then spotted two that were drinking beer—not unlike how his human companion would down those cans of beer during his free time.

Deciding to have a little fun, the Dusknoir then slowly, carefully made the beer from the glasses float up—before splashing both of the higher-up Rocket members’ faces. At the same time, the lights above began to flicker before suddenly popping out, the result of his other arm’s interference with the technology.

He was going to try and cause an uproar, hopefully scare the hell out of the weaker Grunts if that was the case. Since he was alone, the best he could do was at least show a spectral form of his one burning eye in front of one of the two Executives, before attempting to possess the stunned individual, overwhelming malice exuding from its aura.

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POSTED ON Apr 19, 2019 15:02:28 GMT

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The singsong voice that comes from the darkness makes her blood run cold. Waning light is starting to enter the room, causing her pain due to her likely concussion and migraine. She hisses through her teeth at the sudden change, wincing up at him as she attempts to focus on his face. It's scarred, hideous. And he's looking at her with some sort of terrifying intensity and amusement.[break][break]

Counterpart? Rocket?[break][break]

How in the world has she ended up pissing someone off from Rocket? She didn't even know anyone.[break][break]

However, Dorian's mention of Kanto would cause her to whimper in fear and sorrow. She really needed to cover her tracks more, pay more attention. She was in grave danger here, and the prick of a needle caused her to cry out in surprise and terror.[break][break]

Almost immediately, the effects of the poison would cause her to hallucinate. Voices and sounds seemed elongated and jank, her vision blurred, and her voice slurred. She couldn't focus and could barely keep her head up. Tears fell from her cheeks, splashing against her knees and the floor.[break][break]

"Please.... please let me go."[break][break]

Unfortunately, that would not be the case. Now that Dorian had brought up Kanto, her hallucinations had brought her to the forefront of those fears. She was seeing the burning Silph building, she was hearing the screams of trapped civilians. She was seeing the bodies of her parents - though that much was mostly fabricated in her own delusional mind. She hadn't actually seen her parents during the attack, only their perfected bodies for the funeral.[break][break]

In the likelihood that she was gagged, she would continue to sop and struggle, all while Dorian would continue to berate and taunt her with information.[break][break]

He mentioned how Nikolai had killed her parents, and how much he had said to enjoy it. Stormy's thoughts were muddled, she couldn't quite picture who he was talking about. The name was familiar, as if she had met with or spoken to him in the past.[break][break]

Regardless, just as soon as the pain of the poison had started, it was over. Dorian had disappeared, she could hear faint mumblings of another individual.[break][break]

When the two returned, she would be handed off to another Rocket member. At this point, Dusknoir would have discovered her being shuffled out the back door, likely to another onslaught of torture and torment under the new Rocket's jurisdiction.[break][break]

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Every muscle in the Charizard's body was poised for action. She walked stiffly, her neck taut with stress. Her wings were clamped to her back firmly, a self-conscious effort to keep herself from bursting and hunting down her trainer herself.[break][break]

The young man speaking to her was background noise, though he had a point. She glances at the man briefly, her eyes angrily lit. Smoke spills from her nostrils as she halts. She's begrudgingly agreed with Lars to wait for his Dusknoir's return. But she isn't happy about it in the slightest.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Apr 22, 2019 7:27:44 GMT

it is not the screams that affect him but rather the lack of it; the silence is almost deafening. nothing comes from deep within the room for what seem like forever. seconds feel like minutes. time seems to stretch for as long as it wants to with no end in sight.

finn's heart thunders in his chest. he stands guard outside the room, ears trembling with fear if they could. he's sweating bullets, tapping his foot against the floor to keep himself distracted but the sound does little to help.

then, he hears it: sobbing.

and for some reason it is much, much worse.

the door swings open with great intensity, causing finn to jump in place, flinching as his eyes immediately dart away. only when he is called for does he turn.

"y-yes, sir."

the superior makes his departure, leaving him with a task that should be simple in theory; but in execution it is anything but. steeling himself, finn steps into the room.

as disguised as he might be; black earloop mask that covers his facial features with a similarly dark outfit; finn is still concerned about his identity. he cannot risk his job at tv mauville; losing that would cement the bottom of his downfall.

"don't resist. i'm moving you to another room."

please don't.

grabbing stormy by her arms, finn lifts her to her feet and supports her out of the room. he can feel the weakness in her limbs and wonders to himself about the cruel things they had done to her. he cannot stop himself from reacting.

"fuck. what did they do to you?"

finn carefully whispers, perhaps to himself.

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stormy, bronwen

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twenty-five

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saffron city, kanto

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POSTED ON Jun 30, 2019 3:10:13 GMT

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Exhaustion is seeping in, quickly. Where once she could feel the fire in her veins, the pain, the terror, the adrenaline, it's gone. Long gone.[break][break]

The antidote she had been given weighs heavily in her system now, it drags her down. She can barely keep her eyes open when she's finally shuffled off to another individual.[break][break]

She feels numb and cold, so much so that she almost laughs when the boy tells her not to resist. But she's too stunned and out of it to laugh. She's too focused on trying to walk.[break][break]

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Wadjet's body stiffens as the familiar smell of her girl reaches her senses. She locates her not long after, watches as a young man in a mask guides her out of the room. [break][break]

The moment there's an opening, she'll have sprung. The Charizard will have made sure she hadn't been seen, if that were even possible for a Pokemon so large and out of place.[break][break]

Maybe the grunts were drunk again, or too stupid to take notice of a fire-breathing dragon waltzing around inside.[break][break]

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Stormy finally catches her breath after fighting with her thoughts to try and form a coherent sentence. Her tongue feels thick and foreign, and her head is pounding with every step they take.[break][break]

"Help me.. please. Please.. please let me go."[break][break]

Her cheeks are wet with fresh tears.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jul 5, 2019 19:28:56 GMT

Dorian would watch his bound victim with twisted amusement. Taunting her with details of the attack, while the drug would no doubt plague her with visions of the incident, or at least how it'd play out in her mind. Dorian himself had no reason to gag the woman, considering that they were not only on his turf, but that even if the patrons upstairs heard the uproar, they'd probably get a kick out of it. Dorian himself was disappointed in the fact that Stormy wasn't screaming at him. But at the same time, he would derive some enjoyment out of her pathetic weeping.

"What, you're just gonna cry, like a weakling? I guess that's why you'll always be a disappointment, not only as a Silph, but as a Gym Leader!", Dorian would taunt her.

Just then, the door exploded open. "Boss!", the Grunt would call out. Dorian turned to the man, seeing the urgency on his face, even in the dim lighting. "What is it?", Dorian asked, annoyed with the interruption, but willing to hear his man out. "We have company upstairs!", he'd call out.

With a sigh, Dorian would quickly fill a second syringe with the antidote, injecting it into Stormy, before ushering in the nearest Grunt, one who was wearing a mask, for whatever reason. "You there! Relocate the prisoner! And if you do anything naughty, I will burn you alive!", Dorian told the man, his tone serious as he handed the man the keys to her handcuffs. Dorian then marched out of the room, pipe in hand.

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Upstairs in the bar, Mister Bigglesworth was already on the scene. The Dark-type saw that one of the two executives was possessed by a Ghost-type. As Dorian would arrive, the Incineroar would let out a frightful Roar at the possessed Executive. This, in turn, would purge the Dusknoir from the man's body. Consequentially, this would further frighten the patrons of the bar. The panic would be enough to give the Dusknoir a window to escape the room.

"Hunt down that Ghost with me, Mister Bigglesworth!", Dorian ordered the creature. The two of them would leave the main room, in order to begin their hunt.

And the chaos would allow the Charizard to make it to her master relatively undetected. Those around the area were too preoccupied with what transpired earlier, along with most of them being drunk off their asses, that they would fail to notice the Charizard. Those who did assumed it was Flaming Lizzy, a Charizard under Dorian's ownership. In any case, there wasn't any objection to the fact that a Charizard was wandering into the bar.

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Dorian would quickly come to the realization that perhaps this is what the Dusknoir wanted. Dorian had been separated from his prisoner, having left her to some faceless Grunt to be brought to a new location. Dorian and Mister Bigglesworth would rush towards the back exit to the building, hoping to catch the Grunt and Stormy. By the time the two got out, he would find the man he entrusted Stormy to beaten on the ground, knocked unconscious.

"Mister Bigglesworth, get this man some help!", Dorian ordered the Incineroar, urgency in his voice. The Incineroar nodded, rushing back in to find any sober guards. Meanwhile, Dorian would bring out Flaming Lizzy. "Flaming Lizzy, I need you to-", Dorian started, before looking to the sky to see a Charizard flying off. "I need you to give chase!", Dorian told the Charizard, before climbing onto her back. From there, the two would take off, attempting to catch up to the Charizard, who no doubt made off with his prisoner.

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Lars

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Of course, Nero was having too much fun causing all kinds of mayhem in the bar. What with the plates and anything loose reacting to his presence as he quickly forced them to move just by exuding his aura, hell, he knew he was going to have a lot of fun driving the lower-level idiots here all batty.

Well, that was the plan, and he’d already phased himself into the body of one of the executives, attempting to make him float off the ground, eyes rolling into the back of its head—and then, just as he was about to hurl the poor idiot’s body across the room, a very loud, deafening Roar startled the hell out of Nero, who’d quickly phased out of the body not too soon after he’d just claimed it!

Aww, where was the fun in that?

The echoing noise of the Roar had caused everyone else to go through a hell of a lot of confusion—but it was more than enough time.

The Dusknoir had bought enough time for Lars and the Charizard outside to break through one of the deserted side entrances, with both the dual-type and the human frantically searching through the place, trying to look for the one they’d come out to save.

Over where Lars was now running with the dual-type, his eyes raked past empty holding cells, deserted corridors—and he heard a shout of someone who’d spotted him.

Ah, shit! He thought, quickly reaching into his coat’s pockets and throwing out one Pokéball at random, hoping for the best—and was very surprised to see Javert emerge from within its depths.

Maybe this will work, he thought as he quickly stuffed his fingers into his ears, before letting the one word drop, “Boomburst!” and hoping that the Charizard didn’t take offense to the sudden wailing, screeching noise that came from the Flygon’s direction.

It was too fast, too quick, too sudden—but despite it all, the Grunts who’d sighted him were carrying some really important cargo—holy shit, there she was!

“GO!” he shouts at the dual-type, before whistling at Javert to Screech in the Grunts’ direction, throw them off-balance and then suddenly a howl of whirling sand begins to fill the corridor—the Flygon had begun covering their tracks with a Sandstorm!

Good one, Javert! He thought as he squinted through the howling grit, making out the hulking body of a Charizard as it came closer with the precious human cargo that they’d come to rescue.

At least this time I don’t have to fight some idiots and set them on fire… he thought as they quickly made their way down and out of the place, shielded by the Flygon’s Sandstorm. He may or may not have been too quick about it, because he could swear he could hear shouting, screams, yelling that was chasing him down—the moment they were out in the open, he shouts at the Charizard to fly, at the same time keeping up the howling, swirling grit of the Sandstorm as cover as he takes to Javert’s back and they attempt to beat a hasty retreat as well.

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There was so much commotion, but her head felt so heavy. It was becoming increasingly difficult to focus, her vision was blurring, and the man who had her seemed shocked and confused. If he'd responded to her, she missed it.[break][break]

She blacked out the moment Wadjet blasted through the grunts carting her off. The Charizard's tail and wings would toss them aside and she would latch onto Stormy, arms wrapping around the girls torso and lifting her.[break][break]

The rest was a mess of half-lidded consciousness from time to time and the stinging sensation of.. something on her face. There was muted yelling from behind her, but she wouldn't remember any of this when she woke up.[break][break]

Wadjet's focus was solely on bringing her master to safety, and she followed Lars and Javert the best she could. The sandstorm that kicked up was brilliant but also irritating, it stung her skin and scales and made it difficult to see. [break][break]

She hadn't needed Lars' command to move faster, but it did anyway. With powerful wingbeats and the use of the sandstorm to hide their position as they got further away, the shouts and screams of Team Rocket soon faded away and only the howl of the storm was left.[break][break]

It wouldn't take the pair of them long to reach Lavaridge, where Wadjet would beeline it straight for the hospital. Stormy would be admitted almost immediately, and it would be several hours of tests before the doctors would figure out what had been done to her.[break][break]

Calls would be sent out to Stormy's emergency contacts, cait alfric and ALEXANDER STONE, as well as a call to her brother, despite Stormy's better wishes. She had been too out of sorts to complain.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jul 10, 2019 3:38:09 GMT

The sounds of a Boomburst, followed by Screeching, filled the hallways. Despite being far enough away from taking the worst of the attack, Dorian and Mister Bigglesworth would instinctively clasp over their ears, in response to the loud sounds. This was the moment that he knew there was trouble. Dorian would rush out the back as soon as he could, trying to get to the source of the commotion. All he saw were dazed grunts in the middle of the sandstorm.

Despite Dorian's best efforts, he was unable to catch up with the Charizard. The creature had too much of a head start for him to even hope to do so. Though it didn't stop him from giving chase for a while, if at the very least to menace the escapees. Finally, Dorian and Flaming Lizzy would turn around back to the bar, in order to survey the damages done to the area.

Much to his dismay, several of his guards were injured in the attack. Glass was shattered around the area because of the Boomburst. The more Dorian saw, the angrier he became. This was supposed to be a night of merriment for him. Instead, he had his bar wrecked by some clown who came in after his prize. Dorian would storm back into the torture cellar, where it all began.

"Please tell me you recorded our little session!", Dorian told the guard, who was presiding over his captive earlier. "Y-yeah, I got it...", the man told him, still reeling from earlier. Dorian would check the camera feed, to see that he got a good shot of the room, capturing the entire session starting from the point where Dorian effectively took over. "Good. There's at least a silver lining to this mess.", Dorian told him, slightly calmer than before.

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