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It was only a matter of time until she returned here, to the place where it all began. At least this is where she considered the beginning of her new life to be, everything before she had entered this alien realm was like a hazy dream happening to another person. It was all meaningless before this day in this realm, the place where she had found the first step towards the ideal future she craved, before she took that first deep breath of the vision that clouded this world.
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Xenon's past hides in her shadow as she walks through the passages of Granite Cave, retracing old steps unconsciously as she makes her way towards the Ultra Deep Sea. Chasing down little bursts of Interdream Mist where she could find it wasn't enough for her research anymore, her work demanded more Paradox Pokemon, fresher parts, and this would be the only place where she could access it directly. The ideal would be to bring a whole squadron of Grunts to take Dewford over for her own purposes, but that was shortsighted at best without the proper supply lines to ensure she could keep Dewford for any sustained period of time.
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So instead she approaches the portal to the Ultra Deep, seemingly alone save for the five Pokeballs on her belt. The back of her neck tingles, but she knows exactly why as she stares down the sheriff of Dewford standing before the entrance to her dreams. A lot had changed since they last met, she was a proper Executive of Rocket, he was in the running for Elite Four status from what she heard from her League contacts. Yet even despite that, she smiles as she greets that foolish young man she met on the path to the future, the first one to bare witness to her rebirth.
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"Well well, fancy meeting you here~ Come to see me off on the road to tomorrow?"

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If Dewford ever falls, then the region is truly lost. Its sheriff clings to that belief with singular ferocity. It drives him to dive into a midnight sea mankind little understands, there to do battle with the monsters supping from a slumbering god’s flesh. It drove him to be there at precisely the right moment to meet this woman.[break][break]
He does not look young. A distortion has robbed him of his twenties, leaving in their place a man venturing through his early thirties. His own shadow bubbles at the sight of the intruder. This man is the reason Rocket does not simply roll into his little town. Men have tried. They are all repelled.[break][break]
Navy is simply not a creature made for backing down. Not from death itself, and not from Rocket. Not when they would exploit mankind’s enemy for their own gain.[break][break]
“Didn’t think to see you at all.” The sheriff admits. “Takes guts to walk in like you own the place when you’re a wanted criminal.” His smile betrays genuine respect for her moxie, if nothing else. Moxie might just be what they need to fight Eternatus, the DRK Triad, and Hoenn’s many other enemies.[break][break]
“Turn around, Xenon. Go home. Don’t wanna arrest you.”

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She clicks her tongue as she takes in Navy's newfound body, time has not been kind to him. But there is no shame in evolving into something new, no matter how that transformation may take hold. She too is a different woman than the one she was when they met in that starless sea beneath Dewford, the delusional madness that drove her in that sea has been sharpened into a steely purpose in her eyes.
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"How nice to hear I'm wanted by someone. This happened faster than it usually does." Xenon's body is relaxed, there's no sign of tension, anxiety, fear, anything. She came into this cavern confident she would get her way, whatever that might be, and Navy's presence here doesn't shake her resolve an inch.
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"If you don't want to arrest me then don't. You can do whatever you want if you have the strength to, and from what I hear you're mighty strong Navy." She inclines her head forward slightly as she says this, a glint of light hiding her eyes as she lets a hand drop to her belt of Pokeballs. "But I promise you that you're not strong enough to stop me. So whatever you decide on doing next, make sure you have a clear view of the path you're walking down. Cause it could be right off a cliff and into that starless sea we met in last time."

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“I’m sure.” Is all he has to say on the subject of her strength. Someone doesn’t last a year in Rocket by being weak. His own hand thumbs the belt, resting near a pokeball. At least she has style. Most Rockets are too gruff for their own good.[break][break]
“There’s nothing for you in there. Nothing sensible. Anything you want, there’s another place you can grab it. Go there, and you’re not my problem.”[break][break]
But that isn’t how this is going to go. This entrance to the rift is set in a cavern of middling size. Two Pokemon can comfortably tango within the confines of this cave. Any more and it’s a tight fit. Judging by how both of their shadows bubble, they both have something in reserve. He can respect that, mutually assured destruction.[break][break]
For now, he throws out his first pokeball.[break][break]
Roland is a warrior cast from solid chrome. This war has maimed the iron knight. Where his left arm should be, there is nothing. He wields a pink blade, glowing with the light of a distant nebula.[break][break]
Roland fires a moonblast, aimed right at the Pokemon which will inevitably be sent out in return. The battle is joined, and Navy is smiling.[break][break]
“Meet Roland. The eggheads call him Iron Valiant, but I like my name better. Scientists don’t know how to name stuff.”

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"You're wrong Navy, everything I could ever want is in there. The future is waiting cowboy. Heh, cowboy." Xenon's smirk turns sardonic as she muses on the word, "cowboy." "Funny thing about cowboys. They were real popular in the Wild West days of Unova, the frontier settlers who built modern civilization. But we left cowboys behind just like the cowboys left behind country they ran from, we kept moving forwards towards the future."
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Navy's the first to shoot as he tosses out his Paradox Pokemon, she doesn't even have time to think as it prepares to fire off a Moonblast. Her first instinct is to toss out a protector, a familiar Scolipede emerges and a thick shell of energy Protects the two of them.
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"Heh, Roland. Orlando Furioso. A knight, not too dissimilar to the cowboys. They all died trying to protect some fictional honor too." Radon hisses as the protective barrier fades and she rolls forwards into combat, speeding forward in what appeared to be a Rollout only to uncurl at the last moment and lash out with her tail in a vicious Poison Jab right at Roland's steel heart.

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POSTED ON Jan 7, 2024 12:53:41 GMT

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“My brother named him.” Navy reveals, a point of trivia spurred by her knowledge. “That’s where he got the name from. Named Roland’s brother Olivier, too.” Olivier died in the same sea Xenon is so desperate to see. It feels like he’s trying to save her from herself.[break][break]
Roland’s machine heart is what saves him from Radon. His blade comes alive with electricity. It shoots from the sword, spreading across the whole cavern. For Radon and the humans, it is but a tingle upon their skin. Navy feels the hair along the back of his neck stand up. If he touched anything metal, he’d feel one hell of a static shock.[break][break]
The pink core jabbed through Roland’s chest hums to life. His quark drive activates, empowered by the electric terrain. He shoots out of the way, skidding along the cave wall. Footing is everything in a fight. Speed, momentum, the flow. Roland keeps Radon in his sight, endeavoring to keep the poisonous foe away for as long as he can.[break][break]
“Don’t think it was about honor.” He muses. “For those knights. Maybe they just wanted to die happy. Who wants to die in bed?”

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POSTED ON Jan 13, 2024 8:05:46 GMT

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Xenon's only response is to smile as she taps her metal fingers against her belt, quietly issuing forth her commands in her unique code and leading Radon forwards against this Paradox from the future. She couldn't mock or deride her opponent for once, to do so would be to debase her own position, a refutation of her own ideals that even a hypocrite like herself couldn't ignore. She fought for a future where everyone could die on their own terms if they had the strength to do so, to claim those knights were fools for wanting just such a thing was a step too far even for her. This point of debate was a loss for her.
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But even if she lost in the ideological front, she showed no signs of slowing down on the battle's front. The electric terrain deployed was a boon for Roland to be sure, a boost in speed that temporarily put it ahead of the poisonous Scolipede as it skirts about the walls trying to play keepaway. But anyone with eyes could tell that Radon was just getting faster to match up with the knight of the future, her adrenaline kicking into overdrive as her body naturally began to pump more blood through her muscles, an organic Speed Boost that put her on par with the fastest electric types given enough time.
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She'd repeat her approach a few more times every time Roland backed away to make distance, striking out with venomous Poison Jabs anywhere she could reach, seemingly settling into a pattern as Xenon waits for speed to equalize between the two. Her metal arm vibrates with energy as the electricity in the air settles into the prosthetic, the point where flesh and blood meets cold steel tingles painfully, her mind working overtime to think up a strategy. "I have to wonder what a virtuous man like you is doing working for the League though. You never seemed like a dummy to me Navy, surely you know as well as anyone just how beyond corrupt those men are. At least Rocket is honest about what we want out of this country, a revolution for the people."
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The wheel rolls forwards once more, Radon emerges from her Rollout sweeping for Roland's legs as the beginnings of an Aqua Tail form around her lower body. But it's a feint on top of a feint as Xenon's fingers reverse rhythm, the bug pulls back violently and the horn on her head glows as she thrusts her upper body forwards into a unstoppable Megahorn!

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POSTED ON Jan 14, 2024 19:25:33 GMT

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This machine transcends humanity. Logic engines calculate trajectories at the speed of thought. Perfect ones and zeroes, deadly calculus, leads to the ideal future. Roland fights simply because his master demands he fight. He fights because battle is all he knows, all he was built for. Battle killed him once. Through the miracle of interdream mist, he is afforded the chance to die twice.[break][break]
He will not make that death an easy thing. Not for Xenon, not for Radon, not for Zev Harcourt, who took his arm. Even a machine heart has its pride.[break][break]
A jab comes from above. Rising like a phoenix, his psycho cut swats the jab away. A jab comes from below. His spirit break presses against the jab. Skirting back, he sees mounting speed in the venomous wyrm.[break][break]
His focus blast aims to keep the monster away, if only for a moment. Buying time. Running calculations. Psychic energy, sheer fighting spirit, and fae moonlight blend together. All of the mingled hopes and dreams of Roland the Gallade and Olivier the Gardevoir live on in Orlando Furioso, the machine Navy calls Roland.[break][break]
“All Rocket wants is a world where Rocket gets what it wants. Same as the League. Don’t think either side cares about Ms. O’Hannigan, who bakes me cake, or Mr. Smith who delivers the mail. Eternatus don’t care about them. Rayquaza don’t. You don’t. Dewford don’t care about a revolution, so neither do I. Just another day. A peaceful tomorrow. Good enough for me.”[break][break]
Roland finally winds up, putting everything he has into his next swing. An explosive blast of energy sends him flying back to Navy’s side as the megahorn meets a moon blast, energy having built up along his blade’s edge.

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Roland is the future that Xenon fights for so ardently, a world where the strongest rule and everyone has a shot to claim their dreams and impose their will. Radon is the wheel that will be the vehicle for Xenon's dreams, always rolling forward no matter what lies in her path. The centipede carries those dreams in her breast and roars her fury for all the world to hear, the girl's most loyal follower second only to the ghost that clings to her back.
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Psycho Cut is met with Aqua Tail, Spirit Break against Poison Jab, a hurried Focus Blast pushes Radon away for the briefest of moments, but the wheel turns onward evermore. The hopes and dreams of the past clash against the feverous chase for the future, one man's wish for a peaceful present against a girl's vision of a bloody future.
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He denies her soundly, assumes her position and assumes she cares only for herself. Xenon's smirk falters and she unconsciously steps forward. "You're right, neither the League nor Rocket cares for man. The League's oppression of its citizenry is no different from what Rocket is doing in Kanto, just quieter and more cowardly. Clinging to a status quo hoping everything will be just fine as long as everyone plays nice, not even realizing they're being pushed to the edge of a cliff as they constantly react to everything thrown at them."
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Xenon takes another step forwards towards Navy, she's wandered into the battle between the two Pokemon, she hardly even notices as Radon swings by her, a Moonblast narrowly missing her by inches. "But you're also wrong. I care so much about Ms. O'Hannigan who wanted to be a star amongst the Coordinators of Hoenn, but couldn't because she had to take care of the family bakery. I care so much about Mr. Smith who wanted to travel the world, but couldn't because he couldn't leave Hoenn due to government borders and immigration laws. I care about all the dreams of the Smiths, the O'Hannigans, the Marcys, the Navidsons, everyone! Rocket has always been nothing more than a means to an end for me, breaking the old rusty chains holding us down, that infuriating thing called the past!"
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She's closed half the gap between them by now, the glow of the Ultra Deep beckons her forwards as she looks into Navy's eyes and sees steel determination residing within. "You say all you want is a peaceful tomorrow, yet all you can do is guard this sleepy little town while gods fight overhead. Where are your dreams Michael Navidson? Do you really think the road to your future lies with a government perfectly happy to abandon an entire city to tyrants at the drop of a hat? Because the way I see it Navy, you're fighting for the losing team. The peaceful tomorrow you want only gets further and further away the longer you rest on your laurels."
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Megahorn meets Moon Blast, the driving force of Xenon's ideals clashing against Navy's wish for peace, only one can win at the end of the day. Roland is only a machine programmed to fight, it fights because that's its purpose, it is a sword wielded without intent. All Xenon can see in Navy is indolence, dreams of a status quo that could never hope to be maintained in this wild future that approaches. "You want a peaceful future Navy, but I don't see you fighting for it. All you're doing is playing defense, and that's why you and the League are going to lose everything." Radon stands proud even through the bruises and cuts littering her body, her horn glows with radiant light as she lets out a heavy snort and glares at the Iron Valiant with pride. She would not cede her ground, she would roll forwards like the wheel she was meant to be.

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Sheriff

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Hattori looks up from the shadows at his Lord. His role is not to intervene, should the creature lurking in Xenon’s shadows do the same. He sits in silent cold war, listening. Judging. Understanding. He sees the way his Lord’s jaw clenches at her words. He knows how the man’s mind works.[break][break]
Then you are one Rocket in one thousand. He thinks. And if they were more like you, if your side was not the side who murdered my brother, perhaps we could work together.[break][break]
That isn’t what he says. Humans are seldom blessed with the capacity to say what they truly feel. These emotions are beset by a thousand nagging little feelings, all pulling in a different direction. Hattori’s eye falls in sadness. Communication, language, are humanity’s gifts.[break][break]
“Rocket was gonna let a meteor crash into Hoenn.” His response is calm, eyes forward. They stay on Roland, whose movements grow mechanical. Once, they were machine smooth. Oiled. The battle wears on him like it would a creature of flesh and blood.[break][break]
“Not for anything but profit. How many people died when you guys took over Kanto? I’ve seen the sim. Fuschia on fire. How many people you think your future’s gonna crush?” There’s another burning truth Hattori sees in Navy, also left unspoken.[break][break]
I don’t want people to die. Even if we take back Sootopolis…people are going to die. OUR people will be the ones to kill them. With land, stone, and sky. Hoenn’s legends will turn on its people through no fault of their own.[break][break]
All he can do is fight against the strong for the sake of the weak. He holds up a tera orb. It will give Roland the power he needs, the push to keep going. This cave will collapse before its defender will fall.[break][break]
“Someone will come along with a better idea. I’ll keep the seat warm ‘til they get here.”[break][break]
Tremendous power gathers in his orb. Eighteen shards combine into one stellar truth. Roland is encased in iridescent tera crystals. Held in that cocoon, he sees a thousand fantasies. He sees a world ruled by the strong, a world scorched by truth. He sees a world where the weak prosper, electrified each day by ideals. World after world spins by.[break][break]
His crown bears eighteen symbols, held up by a turtle’s shell. Roland readies his blade, rushes in.[break][break]
“Roland, cut.” His trainer commands. And so Roland does. This spirit break is colored by the rainbow of fantasy.

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Argon stirs in her shadow as Xenon gets closer, it's not a ghost he can feel, but another shadow all the same, something content to work behind the scenes to support his master. He can admire this, even if they are enemies for the moment, just the slightest intent of passivity given from Xenon's back as the ghost stares into the eyes of Hattori.
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Ah, if only they could speak their minds to one another, if only the man could open his heart for just a moment. But the chains of the past hold onto the heart so tight, the grudges forged of blood spilt upon Hoenn's soil are stronger than even the hardest iron. He speaks of things that happened before she ever came to this land, god's wrath raining from the heavens, the burning city of Fuschia where she fought Declan Walsh so many times.
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He asks just how many her future would crush, and that is the question that shatters the painting she builds.
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"Navy, there's no such thing as a future where everyone is happy. There's always going to be a winner and a loser, my future is just one where everyone has a shot to be the strongest." She recalls Radon back to her Pokeball and her shadow bubbles, an unspoken command is given once Xenon spots that shimmering globe Navy holds. Argon's eyes peek out at Roland and a a toothy grin forms in the darkness, a slightly miscolored Gengar dragging itself out of the earth and moving in front of Xenon.
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"But I suppose some people are just indecisive. I can see why, you don't have the strength of will to forge the future, all you can do is act as the gatekeeper. That's fine, I'm up for the challenge." Xenon raises her hands in the air as if to say "What can you do?" and displays her metal gauntlet proudly. Inset at the center of where her dorsal would be lay a gleaming purple gem, a swirl of red dancing in its center as Infinity Energy gathers in the Ultramodernist's body. "Alright then Navy, let's see what wins the day. Your infinite possibilities, or my rock solid vision of the future!"
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A shell forms around Argon as he cackles wildly, pure Infinity Energy metabolizing in the ghost's body and driving it even further towards the future. The egg cracks and a new possibility emerges as the white ghost roars in defiance, a Wave of Sludge pours from his feet and crashes into Roland's body to stop its attack in its tracks. "Let's kick it into high gear~"

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Xenon Antheil

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HOLY DIVER YOU'VE BEEN DOWN TOO LONG IN THE MIDNIGHT SEA OH WHAT'S BECOMING OF ME

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“Alright, then, I’ll put it another way.” Roland sees the wave coming for him. Starlight dances along the edge of a half-broken blade. He meets that wave, seeing a vision of a world overwhelmed by poison. That world does not give him power. It only serves to inform him of what his liege lord fights to prevent – a world where poison corrodes all, stopping both the maiden’s electric future and Navy’s own peaceful world.[break][break]
White death comes for him, and all Roland can do is meet it head-on. His sword cleaves, trying to break the spirit of the Pokemon proffering Xenon such leal service.[break][break]
“We’re fighting the forces of Arceus-damned entropy. Something’s coming for us. All of us. Hoenn as we know it. They’re gonna use Eternatus and every other thing that lures fools to their doom to make sure they get their way. Anyone who tries to get in this cave and risk threatening all the folk we’re talking about? I’ll be happy to crush ‘em. Again, and again, and again, until they learn their lesson.”[break][break]
And Roland strikes again, and again, and again, until the sludge threatens to overwhelm him.[break][break]
“Tell me something. If Rocket’s the place that can make your world real, why don’t they respect you enough to put you on their command staff?” He calls on knowledge no good boy in service to the League should have. “And I don’t mean no executive post. That’s second place. Talent like yours…I’ve heard ‘bout people making Beast in less time with half your talent.”

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Visions of poison dancing on the diseased remains of a world are torn in two with a stellar blade of infinite possibility, the mechanical knight crashes into Argon with a spirit breaking strike, sending him staggering back just a step. But the poisonous wave only intensifies in response as the evolved Gengar's eyes flare and he pushes his arms further into the ground, simply holding the Paradox Pokemon off for the moment until his partner can offer an alternative plan.
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"You'd deny me a tool just because you're afraid of who made it? All of us? Stop acting like a god damn coward Navidson, you should know better than any that we need weapons to win a war, all you're doing is playing into DRK Triad's hands. The Interdream, the Paradox Pokemon of the future, the Tera Crystals, we need to move to the future if we're going to win a war against entropy itself!"
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The stalemate wavers as the poisonous wave of sludge encroaches on Roland further, one could only fight for so long before being overcome by the endless after all. But the question ripping from Navy's lips strikes true, an arrow piercing Xenon's defenses around her heart and exposing a truth she didn't even realize she was hiding. The shock and confusion is enough to dull her Infinity Energy for just a moment, enough for Argon's concentration to break as the Sludge Wave tapers out and he lets out a heavy breath of exhaustion.
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"That is... a work in progress, that's all. One has to deal with ignorant fools no matter where one goes, but it's only a matter of time till I get what I deserve. They'll see the value I have to offer." It was a weak justification even to her own ears, she could feel her suppressed anger bubbling under the surface just thinking about the absurdity of what she was saying, half hearted excuses she had to use to stop herself from making rash decisions. "Stop trying to distract me damnit! Argon, Dark Pulse!" She wasn't even using her encoded commands anymore as she focuses up her Infinity Energy once more and throws her partner into battle, a shuddering ray of dark energy blasting towards Roland's legs to try and make it back off.

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Michael Navidson

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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Xenon Antheil

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HOLY DIVER YOU'VE BEEN DOWN TOO LONG IN THE MIDNIGHT SEA OH WHAT'S BECOMING OF ME

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Hands on his belt like a gunslinger, the sheriff resolves to simply believe in Roland. They have fought together for years. There’s no need for words. His words are for her. Maybe he wants to save her, maybe he just wants to spare her heartache down the road.[break][break]
“See, difference between me and most of the goodie two-shoes on the League’s side is that I get Rocket. You say you’re working for some bright future? That future ain’t worth jack shit to the people above you. You’re a Dedenne running on a wheel. Moment your tomorrow ain’t the tomorrow they want? They’re gonna cut your funding. Kill you. You’re one good trainer, I’ll say that, but they still won’t make you a beast. Still won’t put you over their science division.” And maybe, just maybe, her future would be something worth seeing. His voice does not water. Roland’s dancing rainbow light reflects the cool gunmetal in his eyes.[break][break]
“You’re not fighting for your future, that’s the lie they sold you on. You’re fighting for THEO BECKETT, Cillian Quinn, and Elisabeth Fiorelli’s futures.”

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He was right on many levels, but where he was wrong was in his basic assumption about where she was coming from. He believed her to be some naive little girl who truly believed Rocket was supporting her future, that she didn't expect to be betrayed and trampled, that she was being led on a treadmill to nowhere.
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Xenon Civitas Antheil was no fool. Rocket was a tool just like any other, resources to be used right until she thought they'd turn on her. When her future diverged from theirs, she'd have no problem tearing those fools down like any other wannabe dictators she'd worked for in the past. She looks like she's going to say as much to Navy too as she smiles and shakes her head... before a noise from further down the cavern catches her attention. "Well as much fun as it's been debating philosophy with you cowboy, it looks like the party is over. But trust me when I say I look forward to seeing you next time. Hopefully then we'll both be able to spread our wings wide and fly." Xenon's hand swipes at a Pokeball on her belt as she sends out one last trick up her sleeve, her strongest Pokemon roaring to life as Rhodium blasts the ceiling with a ruinous Hyper Beam.
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The cave in is fast, there's no room to pursue on either side as stalactites crash down into the ground and begin piling up, a wall of rubble separating the two as Xenon retreats from whence she came.

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