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Navy slumps against the blade buried in his heart, and yet Cillian cannot initially accept the fight is won. His own heart still races, blood still rushing in his ears. His fingers grip the hilt of the blade like a lifeline.[break][break]

As he pulls the knife free, hot blood spurts from the wound. His fingers are slick with it. Relief, overstimulation, and an excess of adrenaline with no outlet combine into a horrific stew that makes his hands shake. He takes a cautious step back from the dying — dead? — man and lets a breath out through his nose. He feels light-headed.[break][break]

This had been a stupid idea.[break][break]

Watching Navy, ensuring he didn't stir, Cillian eventually braves the checking of pulse.[break][break]

Dead.[break][break]

He wants nothing more than to sit on the ground and decompress, but war affords no such mercy. If Michael Navidson's allies tried to reach him and got no response, the League might swoop in like vultures circling wounded prey.[break][break]

So, though his tense muscles protest, the Rocket calls out his Dhelmise and vanishes into its PHANTOM FORCE.

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E4; Gym Leader

Sheriff

5'10" / 177.8 cm height

In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"

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POSTED ON Oct 9, 2023 21:19:59 GMT

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Cillian Quinn

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AND BEHOLD A RED HORSE[BREAK]
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A FIERY SWORD

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A body lays dead on the shore. Beneath it pools red blood, lapped by the waves. By all laws of common sense, this is the end of the story. The tale has been written. A conclusion that seems so inevitable as to be ineffable has been played out. Exit stage left. A soul should be departing for the hereafter.[break][break]
Your choices lead you to the place where you die.[break][break]
A warrior speaks those words to Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki in a dark theater. The light of the projector reflects silver stars and his own face back at him through her glasses.[break][break]
The decisions you make every day that get you there. Every small decision. Every decision to move forward or crumple.[break][break]
Were he anyone else, had he done one thing different along any step of his road, this would be the end. He is not any other man. He’s not Kyle. Not Gabriel Navidson. Not even Michael. He’s Navy.[break][break]
And Navy’s pierced heart saw worth where others saw only chaff. A one-eyed shinobi emerges too late. Armed with knowledge, he knows what he must do. He rushes to the one man that can save his Lord. kyle lopez baptizes his best friend in fire.[break][break]
“Mr. N-Navidson.” A ranger overflowing with terror trembles. His eyes fall upon the gym leader’s chest. “He’s gonna kill us all.”[break][break]
“No.” The warrior speaks a word that carries the weight of the world. “Tell them to pull back.” A horse, fiery red, strides up to the warrior. Power is given unto him to spread strife, and through it bring peace. Mounting up, hat shadowing his eyes, the rider looks the part of War himself.[break][break]
And in his chest where a heart should be burns a flame. It spreads across his chest, filling him with life. It turns to Ho-oh’s sacred ash and reforms in a neverending cycle. Kyle through his connection to the great protector could jumpstart the process, but it is Navy that must grin and bear the pain of rebirth.[break][break]
Onward he rides. He rides as if bound for hell itself. He rides with one notion: to fight back the man who would kill in the name of Rocket. Though his life ended upon that man’s blade, though his dead heart was filled with terror at the sight of him, he bears that man no ill will. They are simply cast upon opposite sides, forced to play their roles.[break][break]
“QUINN!” The red rider screams across the battlefield, piercing through the sounds of a dozen half-hearted moves meant to stave off Rocket’s strongest fighter.[break][break]
“We’re not done here.”[break][break]
From two balls emerge a pair of Pokemon. One is a great sword, glowing with illuminating light. It casts a spotlight upon itself, directing the storm that will inevitably come fully upon itself. Riding upon the Red Rider’s shoulder is a wild-maned Perrserker. His own shout is a metal sound, a war cry that has roused warriors since the dawn of time. These two warriors of burning heart and silver soul are but the latest in a long tradition: they must fight. The worlds they strive to make are in stark opposition to one another.[break][break]
There can be no other way.

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Gavin Merlino

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circhester, galar

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the harbinger

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War does not allow for rest.[break][break]

A brief stop in the medical tent to stitch up wounds is the only respite Cillian receives before he is back on his feet and back in the action. Among Rocket's soldiers, he is one of the best. Shadows spread and bend before him.[break][break]

But he is still human. Still knows exhaustion, elation, fear.[break][break]

The tide of the League's forces feels endless as it clashes against his own. Where they see a monster who will doom them all to an early grave without lifting a finger, Cillian sees a dozen ways this war might end for him and him alone. One mistake, much like the one Michael Navidson had made in challenging him, might be his last. He exudes confidence and pride, but feels that fear in every thump of the heart that still beats in his chest.[break][break]

Fear is the fuel that keeps him breathing.[break][break]

Fear has been the thing to shape him from a child fleeing his parent's wrath to a man fighting Rocket's battles.[break][break]

Yet few get to see that fear and live to tell the tale.[break][break]

Navy, the exception, rides to meet him amidst hoofbeats that echo like wardrums.[break][break]

"I killed you."[break][break]

What are you?[break][break]

This time, he will indulge in no honorable fight. Against a foe whose heart has turned to flame in his chest, there is only one choice: to fight with every advantage this world has given Cillian, in turn.[break][break]

Lugia plunges from the skies where she'd circled, her song a haunting battlecry that brings with it a daunting PRESSURE and the beginnings of RAIN.[break][break]

MIASMA pools around Cillian as he scowls at his supernatural foe.[break][break]

"Why couldn't you just stay dead?"

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[attr="class","tag"]Michael Navidson

[attr="class","pkmn"][break] 🖤🌸👾➕ (E) SHADOW LUGIA (G) PRESSURE - RAIN DANCE / THUNDER / HURRICANE / SHADOW STORM / SPRINGTIDE STORM / WHIRLPOOL / ICY WIND / RECOVER

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Navy

He/Him

October 13th

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Heterosexual

E4; Gym Leader

Sheriff

5'10" / 177.8 cm height

In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"

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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2023 16:27:23 GMT

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

[attr="class","Navypog3-tagged"]
Cillian Quinn

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AND BEHOLD A RED HORSE[BREAK]
AND HIS RIDER WAS CHARGED[BREAK]
TO TAKE PEACE FROM THE EARTH[BREAK]
AND UNTO HIM WAS GIVEN[BREAK]
A FIERY SWORD

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How odd it is to have the varnish peeled off before your eyes. The red rider sees what lies beneath with a dead man’s cold clarity. Fear. An ample supply of the stuff. Like anyone else, Rocket’s monster is human. They danced along the razor’s edge and he, too, fretted about the outcome.[break][break]
It’s a chip in the mask. Both of them are exhausted, that’s plain. Coming back from the dead is no easy task. Doubtless, half the League has had a piece of him since they parted on the beach. How much fuel is there left in the tank?[break][break]
This rider doesn’t know. All he knows is that he can’t back down. Even when Lugia descends from the sky, he can’t go back now.[break][break]
“Because someone has to stand up to you.” It’s a simple answer, but in it is unwavering conviction. “You’re gonna have to do better than fear, Quinn.” His sword, named Dragonslayer lunges up at Lugia.[break][break]
Perrserker catches a ride. Even Tormund, normally so cheery, knows that this a precarious step along the warrior’s road. They can’t falter. They can’t smile. They have to fight. They can’t back down, not in the face of this frightening man. Not in the face of Armageddon.[break][break]
Tormund fills the Aegislash with steely spirit, offering him a helping hand. The blade soars up to meet the legendary Storm Mother. He offers her the edge of his blade, his iron head, by way of greeting.

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Gavin Merlino

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In that moment, Cillian hates Navy for knowing a truth that he's tried so hard to hide. His heart thunders, his breath quickens, and his chest grows tight with every brush he has with death. He is scared.[break][break]

He is human.[break][break]

He cloaks himself in the shield of an avatar, his SHADOW MIASMA swirling around him like a protective shroud. But even as it blurs his silhouette and masks its details, Navy will not forget the truth within.[break][break]

"I'll kill you again if I have to," he growls. "As many times as it takes."[break][break]

He doesn't know if Navy is an Avatar, too, blessed with the power of some god to be undying. All he knows, in that moment, is that it's him or me, and Rocket and Tempest Quinn and Lulu Flint and all those who relied on Cillian were counting on his survival.[break][break]

Steel meets shadow, a blunt blow against a goddess met with the quickening of her very SHADOW, twisting into a STORM that sweeps over the blood-soaked battlefield with a howl of wind.[break][break]

Another shadow manifests into an icy shield at his side, whose LIGHT SCREEN shimmers in the air.

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🖤 (T) PRIDWEN (G) LEVITATE - BANEFUL BUNKER / ACID ARMOR / WISH / LIGHT SCREEN / FREEZE-DRY / RAPID SPIN / NIGHT SLASH

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Navy

He/Him

October 13th

Slateport

Heterosexual

E4; Gym Leader

Sheriff

5'10" / 177.8 cm height

In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"

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POSTED ON Oct 17, 2023 6:11:33 GMT

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Cillian Quinn

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AND BEHOLD A RED HORSE[BREAK]
AND HIS RIDER WAS CHARGED[BREAK]
TO TAKE PEACE FROM THE EARTH[BREAK]
AND UNTO HIM WAS GIVEN[BREAK]
A FIERY SWORD

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Ho-oh has not blessed this red rider. The grace that saved the man’s life was decidedly human, the culmination of many roads. Had those been the terms: serve Ho-oh as a second avatar and live, Navy would have refused. The higher in the sky a man climbs, the more he loses sight of what’s on the ground. As much as the red rider would love to sit at the top, he finds himself happy with a foot on the earth.[break][break]
It gives him strength. Gives him focus. Gives him purpose. From that well, he drinks deep of power. It gives him the strength to fight his fellow man, draped in the trappings of a monster.[break][break]
“Maybe it’ll stick this time.” He speaks with cool confidence. “Or maybe you’re losing your edge. Never know…Walsh might need a fresh tool.”[break][break]
It’s cruel to say that. He hates being cruel, but he has to pull out every trick in the book. Human or not, this foe is still mighty.[break][break]
Above, a light shines in the darkness. His Dragonslayer shines bright as the sun, refusing to allow the darkness to win. In the end, that’s all any of them can do: to shine, and pray that will be enough. His spotlight draws the storm towards him in all its might. Raising the king’s shield that guarded the worthy in ages past, he weathers the storm. Not wholly. Even kings quake before gods. But he weathers it with grace.[break][break]
Beneath the shield, Tormund bides his time. Seeing the clever tricks played by the other Pokemon, he does the only thing he knows how to do: in the face of gods and monsters, he howls in defiance. He taunts them. Laughs at them like only an idiot can laugh.[break][break]
He got that audacity from his trainer.

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Gavin Merlino

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Navy's confidence seems unshakeable. In the face of it, up against powers he could not name, Cillian does not lose the edge that made him one of Rocket's finest soldiers. He is every bit as confident in his ability to kill this man again.[break][break]

But a third time?[break][break]

A fourth?[break][break]

How many times would it take to fell a man whose heart had gone to flame in his chest?[break][break]

"I know my worth to Walsh."[break][break]

He was better alive than dead. That much had been proven when Rowan Wrynn had defected, when Lulu Flint had disappeared, and yet still Cillian remained at the side of the Obfuscator. Trusted for his loyalty and also, Cillian hoped, his sense.[break][break]

"And I know better than to waste my time."[break][break]

This was not a fight worth dying for.[break][break]

Goaded by the mocking laughter of the Perrserker, his ordinarily dormant Cryogonal lashes out in response to the TAUNT. Even as the SPOTLIGHT fades, Cillian's shield wheels toward Navy's sword with a vicious NIGHT SLASH.[break][break]

Lugia, as calm as ever, only cloaks the battle in the ICY WINDS of omen.[break][break]

Yet the Harbinger and his patron do not advance. Instead, with the beating of great wings that cast fierce gales before them, the Guardian of the Seas seeks respite among the clouds. They darken with MIASMA, blurring silhouettes.

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[attr="class","tag"]Michael Navidson

[attr="class","pkmn"][break] 🖤🌸👾➕ (E) SHADOW LUGIA (G) PRESSURE - RAIN DANCE / THUNDER / HURRICANE / SHADOW STORM / SPRINGTIDE STORM / WHIRLPOOL / ICY WIND / RECOVER

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Navy

He/Him

October 13th

Slateport

Heterosexual

E4; Gym Leader

Sheriff

5'10" / 177.8 cm height

In the warrior's code, there's no surrender. Though his body says stop, his spirit cries, "NEVER!"

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