noah grants Eva Morales a quick smile. but it is strained with sweat and tense muscle. his stomach churns even as the glimmer of kyle lopez's HO-OH passes by.[break][break]

as Josh Devlin plunges into prayers, noah is more focused on the imminent landing. he prescribes to no religion. no faith. the metal shell around him shakes, the sustained damage from Killian Decker's Z-MOVE having ruined the integrity of his craft.[break][break]

he tries his hardest to forget the image of FERNANDO SILPH's vessel exploding; however, the sound of the councilman's voice helps release the breath he had been holding. three rocket avatars.[break][break]

"thanks, sufang." noah extends a pokeball to the chesnaught for recall. in exchange, a MEDICHAM appears. "steady kyle's spacecraft as much you can!"[break][break]

as kyle lopez's SMEARGLE is deployed, the verdanturf gym leader's MEDICHAM uses TELEKINESIS. the pokemon cries determined notes. its gray palms are outstretched, the gem-like extensions on its headpiece glowing with psychic energy despite the immense duress.[break][break]

the rocky surface of the meteoroid approaches while noah attempts to land slightly away from the crystalline stretch, for the airspace is too crowded. too risky. he'll support from afar until landing.

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TL;DR responses to fellow league; medicham uses telekinesis to help steady kyle's descent[break][break]

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And just like that, all of his wishes (short-term, at least… if he was gonna die there, he at least wanted to deck some fucker in the throat or something) were granted. As if on cue, he rustled violently in his seat as the Protects on either of the ship still hadn’t been enough to cover it entirely, courtesy of Andrea Vaneau ’s hits against the vessel. He leaned back from the window he’d peered through as it shattered from the impact (thank Arceus he had his helmet on already, honestly), giving an odd, rowdy sound of equal parts groan and cackle as he shot a hand up to grab the nearest bar by him.

He wasted just a moment to look through the window again, doing his best to locate the source of the Outrage.
Not that he could do much, but just for possible reference, y’know?
Revenge was always a possibility, after all.

Past that, though, he glanced over his shoulders towards the others in the ship again, matching eyes with mint frost for just a moment before nodding back with a grin beneath the tint of his visor and immediately yelling back towards the opened air, prompting the Golurk outside to return briefly as he readied himself.

Then came game time.

They were to play backup, and so once the doors were opened, he tossed Andrasta’s Pokeball back out, only pausing long enough to jump atop her back before the golem jetted them across the meteor surface, Weaving to and fro amidst the falling Hail, he narrowed his eyes before catching sight upon those they’d apparently set out to help.[break][break]

He noted Ruby Garcia and kepler brueshaber before he landed alongside his Pokemon, putting an extra Protect up to give them both some extra breathing room.

After all, with the amount of shit flying around, he figured it wouldn’t hurt to beef up defenses.

eSFJ2gTP

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TL;DR:

• rushed posts go brrr
• sticking near mint, ruby, and kepler with eyes on the cave, ready to fuckin throw hands
• andrasta (golurk) uses protect to double up on kepler's defenses
• used x1 salac // roll total is 100-20=80

@tag

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Matt had begun to panic when he could not get the door down to get to Nico. Frantic, he slammed harder against the metal- only to see his boyfriend had managed to kick it out and went...

Did he just go space surfing?

Why was that hot?

He was glad he had on a mask, that was hiding the smirk and blush on his cheeks right now. Cause now was not the time for that, it was the time for action! Going to reach out for Nico, he pulled him and Oto close, to fly next to him in case the worst came to worst.

Which it did.

Matt would see the landing was going to cause Nico far more trouble than for him on top of Oto- so he made a choice. Shoving himself in front of Nico, he went to take the blunt end of a crash. He and his bird hit the ground hard, tumbling across as the two groaned. Matt gritted his teeth, returning the bird so it's injures couldn't get worse.

Heaving, his side hurt like hell. Was it bleeding? Did the bullet wound that was patched up reopen from the crash? Fuck he hoped not. Grunting, he limped his way over to Nico, always his first thing to check on regardless of what was happening around. Sheer power of will got him over. "You okay/" He whispered, trying to look and see who was near- he did not need Nico spotted by rockets, or in turn, league spotting him with Nico.

Reaching to his side, he withdrew Daggers Pokeball and released the Lucario. "Helping Hand." He ordered, as the pokemon grunted, going to Matt's side to give him a helping hand and going to Nico to offer him a paw up as well. "We need to get materials." Matt muttered under his breath. "Let's see... what we can do." His voice was strained, obviously, cause the dumbass was in pain.

They might be the only ones to make it to the meteor’s surface without flaw but their good luck dries up quickly.

In what is quite possibly the funniest fucking thing Kepler’s ever experienced, the MONSTER MASH gives a violent shudder and Pluto loses his grip on the hull. Kepler and Ruby Garcia are deposited safely, if a bit roughly, on the meteor’s surface, but both his Beheeyem and her Garchomp fall the seven or so feet straight down onto their faces.

It’s so funny-- it’s all so astronomical, that’s exactly what he thinks, and the pun makes him lose it, a little, lost in the spectrum of absurd bullshit he is currently riding like a fucking UVB manta ray, and a delirious giggle escapes him. He claps his hands over his mouth-- well, over his fucking space helmet and he really struggles not to continue laughing, hoping it just seems like a bit of punched-out feedback over the comms.

It isn’t a cave is the second thing he notices as he looks up into the shadow of the rock formation, and is just absolutely floored that he’s disappointed. He’s standing on a fucking meteor, essentially pore-to-pore with an apocalyptic hyperformed region-sized hunk of star dust and he’s disappointed that it doesn’t have a fucking cave on it.

He doesn’t have much time to ruminate on it though because his reinforcements (they’re not his really but, shut the fuck up) and their League taggers on come splashing into the toilet bowl like the big turds they are; well, that and, you know, lots and lots of shrapnel and debris. The sky lights up like a rainbow as mint frost ’s Abomasnow conjures aura in an atmosphere-less environment. Another fucking marvel of science.

Speaking of apocalyptic, there was literally a battle between three different Legendaries (four if you counted Killian Decker ’s deoxyribonucleic passenger) happening in the space-- literally the fucking space-- above them. “What the fuck are our lives, Rubes?” Kepler asked, making sure the key to their private comm was pressed, the absurdity of it all pulling him into some orbit of geniality. “What the fuck is even happening anymore?”

Someone (Cain Toman ) lands and throws up another protect around them. By this time, Pluto is up and shaking the meteor dust from his face. Kepler turns towards the mineral deposit, tapping the readouts on his helmet to check in on the cameras he has running: one in his helmet, one in his chest, one in each palm, and one on the top of each foot, meant to record every part of their amazing, world-saving, life-changing venture for posterity (and research’s) sake.

You can take the boy out of the PhD program…

There’s a lot going on and people are landing everywhere-- but Kepler’s not here to fight, he’s here to do some fucking science. “I’m heading for the deposit,” he radios to those in proximity (namely Ruby Garcia and Cain Toman ) “so if you could cover me that would be dee-lightful.”

He recalled Pluto and released Andraste, giving the Dragapult .02 seconds to orient herself before he grabbed onto her head fins and ordered her to dragon rush towards the mineral.

_7d5Wgod

Ruby Garcia Cain Toman
tl;dr
this is probably the funniest fucking post i've ever written?
kepler lands and his beheeyem sustains some damage.
he is recording everything from, like, six cameras on his person. he's not streaming them, just recording them, like a-- a mars rover.
is mildly disappointed that there's no special cave on the space rock.
swaps beheeyem for dragapult and grabs onto her head fins and instructs her to dragon rush him to the mineral deposit.
Dragapult's ability is INFILTRATOR which allows it to pass through barriers so hoping this helps with stuff around the mineral?

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“W-we… we’re alive!” Andrea muttered in shock, realizing that she was still hugging her buddy Chomper, whom she had landed on top of. Somehow, despite their unplanned landing, both of them looked relatively unscathed. More importantly, Andrea’s airtight suit hadn’t been damaged. That would have been really bad. Still slightly shook, the girl groggily got up, trying to get a grasp of her surroundings.

“Whoa…” The young PokéManiac was sheerly in awe. Standing on extraterrestrial soil was already a bizarre sensation. At that moment, she felt like a bona fide astronaut! What really took her aback, though, was the bird’s-eye view of the Hoenn region; so small, so vulnerable, and yet so captivatingly beautiful. Such a precious thing was worth protecting even at the cost of one’s life.

Being what amounted to a free agent in this faction war, Andrea was not privy to the League’s communications, so luka chêne and the commissioner’s messages never reached her. It was Chomper that gave her a direction by noticing Darkrai’s ghoulish figure looming not too far away from them, near the heart of the sparkling mineral vein.

“You still wanna fight him, huh?” Andrea turned to her draconic partner, who responded to her query with a guttural growl. She nodded back at him. “OK, let’s draw their attention with a Draco Meteor!” She instructed the pseudo-legendary, who gladly roared into the star-strewn sky, summoning a brutal meteor shower to assault the group that - unbeknownst to them - consisted of Lulu Flint, Naomi Sato and Violet Fairbanks.

At the same time, the duo made a beeline towards their perceived enemies, while adjusting to the weirdness of traversing a rapidly moving celestial body. Although the trainers’ identities were all obscured by their protective helmets, Chomper’s mere presence might have been a dead giveaway. That shiny Hydreigon was basically Andrea’s signature Pokémon for anyone who knew the eccentric girl even superficially.

//andrea and hydreigon have landed safely
//hydreigon fires a DRACO METEOR towards darkrai
//andrea and hydreigon advance closer to the mineral vein where Lulu Flint, Naomi Sato and Violet Fairbanks are
//people might be able to recognize andrea because of her shiny hydreigon

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