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“Frankly,” Navy says to Melody Miro and Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki as the dust settles in the train, “thought we were goners there.” He’s sprawled out, Hattori briefly appearing from his ball to cushion the trainer’s fall. The train’s stopped. There’s still problems to deal with in the train. Poisonous claws that bring to mind the siren song of the abyss, gasses.[break][break]

As in Hoenn, so it is in Galar. If there’s a million problems, you just haven’t spotted the million and first.[break][break]

“Good job, ladies.” Rubbing the back of his neck, he stands up, steps out of the train. Breathes in a hearty lungful of Motostoke smog. His inland empire, treading on the border of his conscious and subconscious, tells him he will know this smell for a while yet. It’s the stench of civilization, which he told himself he was escaping when he moved to Dewford.[break][break]

“Guess we should—”[break][break]

Then, mid-sentence, all hell breaks loose. Reports fly in that the gates are under siege. Not far away, a monster rises from the train station. Navy’s already jumping up onto Valkyrie’s back. If the Spectrier has some protest towards its new name, it still hasn’t voiced them. Indeed, Navy and the horse seem to be taking to one another quickly.[break][break]

Listening in on the comms, the gym leader thinks Callan Young has the right idea. The name of the game is to draw it away from civilian centers, keep it away from the Pokemon Centers. Some might say these peasants are meaningless, shadows of memories. In Michael Navidson’s mind, real and fantasy don’t matter. There are simply those he must protect. The best defense is a good offense. Decisive action, like a swinging sword.[break][break]

“Young, this is Navidson. Gonna help you draw it away from the civilians.” Callan can’t see it, but Navy’s smiling. These are the moments he lives for, when life and death are decided on the edge of a spinning coin. “Let’s see if I can draw it to the stadium.”[break][break]

“Let’s ride, girls.” Whether he goes alone or with the two women in tow, he spurs Valkyrie on. Its speed is astounding. With explicit directions given, it turns into the southern wind Navy mentioned before. It rushes at a breakneck pace, bounding across rooftops, making jaw-dropping landings. It navigates this cityscape like it is nothing but flatland.[break][break]

Rushing through the stadium, Spectrier stops on the pitch. Navy’s sharp eyes fall across the field. He finds what he’s looking for: an announcer’s booth. Seeing where the trainer is pointing, Spectrier bounds up there in short order.[break][break]

It’s pure luck that this place seems to be in working order. Fiddling with a few switches, he brings it to life. The lights come on, the stadium hums with static that indicates he’s live. With these speakers, he can be as loud and obnoxious as he wants – just what he needs to be to pull that big pile of garbage away from civilians.[break][break]

"What’s up Motostoke? It’s Navy, here at the stadium. To all the locals, I know things look bad.” Having grown up in Slateport, the detective is used to how far these speakers carry. He’ll be coming in loud and clear all the way to the Pokemon Center.[break][break]

“But listen up! Your high king sent us! We’ve got his steed with us and everything! He sent us here to save you guys from whatever’s outside the city walls. He sent us here to kick this big pile of garbage’s ass! So sit back, relax, and let us take care of this for ya! We’ve got some of the best trainers in the world defending you all!”[break][break]

The grin grows cocky.[break][break]

“And to you, garbage man, you think you’ve got what it takes to take us on? Come on up to the stadium.”[break][break]

If this thing has the capacity to understand him, Navy thinks it’ll come. Even if it doesn’t, he just made a lot of noise. Nothing pisses giant monsters off like giant beacons of noise and light.[break][break]

“Showtime.” He says to the others, running up to the top of the arena. Standing on the lip of the grand stadium, looking out at the cityscape below, he sees the monster. Even if he is nothing but a speck, he wants to be seen. He wants to show the people of Motostoke that he’s not lying, that their king cared enough to send his own horse with them.[break][break]

“Let him have it, Valkyrie!” Coalesced darkness forms in the gift horse’s mouth, darkness it has been drawing towards itself all day. Its nasty plot is about to pay in dividends. From across the city, Valkyrie launches its shadow ball at the massive pile of sentient garbage.



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+ tl;dr[break]
Navy speaks to Melody Miro and Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki after they nearly get killed in the train crash.[break]
Hears Callan Young talk on the radio.[break]
Decides to help Callan draw it away from the Pokemon Center.[break]
Mounts Spectrier, rushes for the stadium.[break]
Turns on the lights and loudspeakers via the announcer's booth in the stadium.[break]
Tells the people of Motostoke that the king has sent them to help and to not be afraid.[break]
Taunts the dynamax mon.[break]
Rushes to the top of the stadium, looking out over the city.[break]
Anyone who looks can see Spectrier.[break]
Spectrier uses a shadow ball that was empowered by the previous round's nasty plot.

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[attr="class","illeana i"]with the peasants at ease, she can comfortably assist them in a timely fashion.

wound after wound, they are patched up and rejuvenated until she's certain their spirits are higher than before they had arrived. it's nice, she realizes, to feel successful with such a familiar task. year after year, since her bond had been forged with tapu lele in a flower field, she had always taken on the support role. heal here, assist there... clockwork.

with strangers marveling at both herself and mew, however, it feels more rewarding than ever before.

and it ends too quickly... for the last peasant has been healed and she's rising to her feet as an invasion begins.

"shit."

does she stay, offer support and medical attention to those around?

or --

a hand juts into her line of sight and she turns to see aaron faust extending an offer.

"yeah, let's go."

her hand settles into his and she lets him tug her up onto the back of his charizard. and just as her arms settle around his waist to hold on, his charizard takes flight to bring them closer to the giant, borderline unnatural venusaur.

a quick grab for the pokeballs at her waist swaps mew for her shiny golurk. the automaton kicks into flight quickly, trailing behind them as they approach.

"z-move, go."

the shiny golurk rumbles and moves into a higher speed, shadows beginning to pull around it. and after a moment, it launches the shadows toward the dynamax venusaur. z-move: never-ending nightmare rains down upon the venusaur and illeana narrows her eyes as she waits for the aftermath... will it be enough to trap it? to defeat it, even?

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rusted sword.

tl;dr |
- passive healing mist up within 5 feet of illie
- bonds with the peasants?
- accepts aaron faust's hand and joins him on his charizard
- they arrive at the dynamax venusaur
- swaps mew for shiny golurk
- shiny golurk uses z-move: never-ending nightmare

it only took derek one look down into the pit to regret his decision.

no matter how hard he tried to rationalize it, derek knew nothing good would ever come crawling out from the dark. the universe proved that to him on his way back to the pokemon center, as per callan's orders.

"i fucking knew it!" catastrophe struck in the form of a giant garbodor breaking through the skyline of motostoke city. a hasteful pace courtesy of his steelix brings derek to the center, although he notices the poison seems to be causing it some discomfort.

poison that hurt steel type pokemon? great.

derek collects jonesy's pokeball upon arrival. nowhere was safe for him now. but now the fighting has started, or is starting. he can't worry about that now. sending in his steelix to attack, he understands this might be the last time he fights with the beast.

"xol, hit it from below!" the earth power that followed Callan Young's distraction would find it's mark somewhere the sun didn't shine...

PVKf|RGW

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tl;dr
retreats to the pokemon center
cooperates with callan's efforts to attack the garbodor
steelix uses earth power (sheer force) to hit gigantamax garbodor where the sun doesn't shine... (x)

GOOD GALAR: RUSTED SWORD

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There was no quelling the rage of the ensuing war.
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Right as the last door clicked close, allowing another small family to provide their aid, reports immediately flood the airwaves.
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Someone, or something, had issued an attack.
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Both Callan Young and Navy followed the incoming report with their own versions of battle plans and forms of encouragement. As Penelope made headway toward Katherine Fairburne , who bordered the southern walls, she would listen, keeping her silence. But it was mid-way through the second speech that her patience was drawing near its end.
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"I'll be assisting defenses along the southern border." was all that was communicated before switching the device off and stowing it away in one of her pockets.
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Before moving, she gave a half glance over the shoulder toward ollie morales . He'd been helping her sway the peasantries, dealing with clawing hands whenever they neared. To him, a half smile formed. It served as a distant reflection of the woman who'd previously occupied his side merely several days before. Only, back then, a certain craze kept in her eyes.
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She'd grown better at concealing that part of her growth.
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"C'mon, let's go."
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No time was wasted. She pushed forward, with or without his company.
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"Katherine Fairburne ," the councilwoman called out to the other, voice barely sharp enough to cut through the outbreak of noise. "incoming, from your left."
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The more she moved, the more she saw. First, the bird encased in black armor, then the army of poison that followed, both lethal in their own right.
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"Mr rime."
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Her pokemon took a step before her, taking aim with his cane. Preparation riddled his form and blended well with the fostered experienced they'd shared together.
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"Freeze-dry."
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With one wave, a sheet of icy winds flourished. It spanned outward, long and wide, permeating through the thickly congested air. Its main target was the legendary bird, looking to freeze what might already be blinded, but those around it might've also found themselves susceptible to its sheer cold.


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- motosoke[break]
- said she was going to the southern border with ollie morales and Katherine Fairburne [break]
- uses freeze dry on ZAPDOS (and a wittle on the army)[break]


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