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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Kouji Matsubara

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YOU SEE ME NOW A VETERAN OF A THOUSAND PSYCHIC WARS.

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Navy takes the blow now, just as he did back then. The pain makes him grunt, but his footing is sure. People, oblivious to this battle, rely upon him. He isn’t fighting for himself, nor just Tsubaki. This town relies upon him to keep it safe from monsters. That resolve dulls the pain, makes it manageable. He steps forward, lip bleeding, and socks Kouji right in the diaphragm.[break][break]
“Come on, man! You can do better than that!”[break][break]
Just beyond, Zacian bows her head in acknowledgement of Tyranitar. It is not just any foe, not even any Tyranitar, who could weather Ascalon. The blade was forged from conviction and sacrifice, and that makes it mighty in ways those without such things will never understand. Her golden eyes rise to see the crown upon its head.[break][break]
Tera energy is a blessing and a cancer all in one. It makes heroes of murderers, and brothers of dragons. She does not speak, but power begins to gather along Ascalon. She readies to unleash its full potential – as much acknowledgement as she can grant one such as he. There are those she must bring this power to bear against just to stand a chance. Tyranitar, now, is not one of them.[break][break]
Yet he could be.[break][break]
She dashes forward. Ascalon grows, and grows. The behemoth blade lashes at the Tyranitar, a wave of energy rarely seen in the waking world crashing against the dragon.

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”Say that after you’ve knocked me out.” Kouji forced himself to say moments before all of the air is knocked out of his lungs, he’s forced to double over, a grunt of pain. There was no great anchor beyond himself that had kept him up for so long, perhaps once upon a time being rewarded for his efforts might have done it, perhaps being a proper Matsubara was the fuel to his fire.
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After that, it had been creating his world were the rules were torn back, and only the truth inherent in strength was left over. But he’d seen the result of that first hand, carved into his own body, and into his mind.
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So instead of thinking about it, Kouji headbutted Navy as he went to stand up fully straight, before following it up with a jumping punch, it wasn’t a matter of technique, he just wanted to hit the man across from him.
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Tyranitar was having the worst of it, as the Behemoth Blade carved a canyon of a wound through his armour, deep into his skin, and blood gushed out before the beast collapsed forward, one strike had been a miracle to stay standing with, but two was impossible. Kouji saw the cry from his pokemon before he recalled it, and released the rest of his team.
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Yet, only one stood forward, as if the pressure from the Urshifu held the rest back, it had waited, hoping to face its brother, but this was a far stronger foe. His almost strongest team was here, as one, fully out.
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Kommo’o jumped forward, the fighting dragon had opted for close combat, for his claws would do the fighting against his opponent.

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Kouji Matsubara

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YOU SEE ME NOW A VETERAN OF A THOUSAND PSYCHIC WARS.

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“Fuck, man!” Despite the pain, Navy smiled. Chivalric as he would be in the eyes of the rest of the world, honed as his blade would be, Kouji roused some old instinct in him. He would always be a child of Slateport streets. That would be a part of him, right up until the day he died his final death. This son of the soil rose, baring his fist, and spat blood.[break][break]
“There we go. Hit me like you’ve got something to prove.” [break][break]
He say the words, and he’s rushing in once more. His ears are ringing, but his head is clear. His heart is sure. When he strikes, with Shuwen standing on the edge of the battlefield, he does so for the simple joy of fighting. There’s nothing deeper than that, no special pull, just an earnest desire to see another warrior fight him.[break][break]
Zacian, by contrast, has already tired of this fight. Her spirit remains resolute, but she sees this for what it is: battle for the same of battle. Every warrior deserves their rival, and Navy needs his, but this battle goes on too long for her taste. Would that she had the voice to apologize to these Pokemon, sword caught in her maw.[break][break]
Energetic light gathers around the blade, and she fires off a blast of condensed moonlight. She is stricken, and there is victory in that for the dragon. Steel bends under the attack, she feels pain, but pain is a warrior’s old friend. Steel can be mended. Bones will mend.[break][break]
She delivers the moonblast at point-black range, fired from the blade’s edge.

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That was the only thing he could strike with, the will to prove himself; for one whose yet to prove his way of life with his own two hands, the will was the only thing that could fill his fists, provide weight to them. He wasn’t a fighter who protected, he wasn’t a person who sought after others, right now, at this moment…He didn’t even have his goal to provide padding for the blows, nor as fuel to egg him on.
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Kouji couldn’t lose himself in the fight, he wanted to, the enjoyment of watching blows be exchanged, the feeling of impact, knowing that with every battle he’d come out one step stronger. None of that joy existed in the present him, but he swung regardless, because the fight was the only thing that could keep him going.
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”Fuuuuuuuuuuuck.” It was a roar of pain before he swung once more; his stomach turned, each movement made his vision flicker, every turn of his waist made him almost keel over, and every time he planted his foot; the shock travelled to his head.
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Yet he stood.
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Kommo’o didn’t have such a kind answer, the way the Moonblast struck the pokemon head on was something terrific, terrible even. A blast that was applied right up front, he didn’t even get to land a strike as the Moonblast knocked its wits from it, and blasted it into the rock face, falling into a heap.
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Yet, it was a crackle of electricity that kicked up in that moment. A pokemon whose tension had been raised constantly in the last few days, the crackling energy of the region had been its meal, and that meal coalesced in its beak.
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Bolt Beak, electricity raced across its maw until it almost formed a blade of its own before it charged forward, cutting into the sand with prejudice to form glass from sheer heat alone as it rushed at Zacian.
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Accuracy, and precision didn’t matter to this pokemon, it put everything into pure force, Hustling forward.

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“Come on,” he urges like a prayer sent out into the universe, “come on, Kouji.” Navy questions himself as his heavy boots twist upon the dirt. When he steps forward, taking blows, throwing blows, his arm finding Kouji again across arm, shoulder, and chest, the question keeps ringing through his mind.[break][break]
Is this something I should be doing?[break][break]
Arresting Kouji now would be easy. Zacian stands in the background, watching the Kommo-O rouse himself, ready for war, hustle forward back into the fray. Even if Kouji has forgotten himself, lost his way, his Pokemon haven’t. They feel the simple joy of combat, a joy that spurred warriors forward long ago on ships in search of plunder. What sagas those warriors wrote of their journeys, their triumphs, and their defeats. howard slayte loved to tell him about them, when they were deep in their cups, imbibed and in good company. A pang of longing feels his heart, missing those days.[break][break]
He’s a warrior. Navy thinks as he gasps from a hit, returning as good as he gets with another slam into the younger man’s stomach. If either of them had any food in their guts, he imagines they’d be retched up across the granite under them. The only sustenance they need just now is blood and good battle.[break][break]
He’s lost his way. A warrior can’t die laying down. That’s not how our stories end.[break][break]
They end in glory, infamy, or defeat. There’s no other way. Navy does not lust for the spotlight, not anymore. That’s a younger man’s game. His lust is directed towards the climax, an ending, and there is no ending worth telling with Kouji as he stands now.[break][break]
His strike is accompanied by electricity. Zacian howls, her howl making her intrepid sword grow stronger still. Her wild charge forward, the glance of her golden eyes as her great body pivots across the battlefield, signals to him an understanding.[break][break]
She knows. Some part of her knows. When they meet upon a worthy battlefield, Kouji must die. On Navy’s head be what lives he ends between now and then, but it is one warrior’s duty to another to rouse him, to pull him up, to prop him on his feet, and push him to walk.[break][break]
“You can do better than that.”

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POSTED ON Jun 29, 2024 23:14:31 GMT

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With Kommo’o defeated, it was the clash of Bolt Beak and Wild Charge that clashed in the center, Dracozolt could tell; even with the type disadvantage, that this wild charge would have been enough to cause serious damage. It made the dragon acknowledge, and appreciate the enemy he was fighting, but as it stood…Volt Absorb kicked in, the dragon’s skin ate the electricity, gorged until he felt himself fill up.
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It had been a small crack that had formed in the days prior, as the energy of the land surged enough to cause electric terrains to sprout across the region. For it to be able to eat as much as it could, yet in this moment.
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A meal too big had hit its gullet, causing the charge to complete against all odds, clashing against its Bolt Beak, electricity discharged in the air before the crack of the air caused a boom to shake the surroundings.
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So it gathered energy in its maw, the electricity it had eaten began to crackle aloud across its skin, and in the air before it discharged it.
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Kouji couldn’t slack once he had heard Navy’s voice, his best? Wasn’t he giving it his best already? How the hell could he even do better than this? He felt like his vision was going to shut out on him, he had already emptied his stomach, and every time he breathed out his breath reeked with the stench of blood.
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Kouji had nothing else left in him, he fell to one knee after taking another blow. It would be so easy to go to sleep, he couldn’t even feel pain anymore. Just warmth that spread over his entire body, it had become comfortable, he felt comfortable right now. If he could just close his eyes and allow himself to fall forward…
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He swayed, blood dripped down the corner of his mouth, caressing the line of his jaw. The taste of metal filled his mouth, as he breathed out of his nose blood bubbled outwards before falling onto the floor.
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If he allowed himself to fall forward, this pain here would come to an end…He just had to allow the sway to complete, lea-
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And lose.
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”L-Like hell…”
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Comfort? Warmth? When had he ever needed such things? When had those things ever kept him going? Why was he seeking it now? Camaraderie? Bonds? Where did those things exist in his path?
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Why did he seek these things he never wanted?
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What did he want?
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A world of strength.
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Yet he couldn’t find the fire in that dream anymore, it didn’t spark his heart ablaze, Kouji Matsubara wasn’t one of the chosen strong ones. So what? He didn’t need to be like the man across from him, nor like the monsters that ran the course of this conflict. Right now, he couldn’t even figure out his next step.
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But it needed to be forward, and so forced himself upwards, if his arms felt like lead, he’d just have to use his head…To crash it into his opponent’s chin. He just had to fight, that was the only thing this man needed to do at this moment. Kouji Matsubara had no other way out, to find himself…He needed to struggle.
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He’d keep struggling in this conflict.

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POSTED ON Jun 30, 2024 11:07:36 GMT

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YOU SEE ME NOW A VETERAN OF A THOUSAND PSYCHIC WARS.

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Kouji’s punch is punctuated by the sound of thunder. Dracozolt’s macabre, mismatched body little hints at the creature’s strength. Charged by a legend’s wild charge, it dispenses an attack with reckless, happy joy. It’s enough to send both legend and sword brother reeling, but both recover before any true advantage can be obtained from the momentary lapse.[break][break]
Navy rubs at his jaw, feeling the tender muscles where Kouji’s hit him. His body isn’t what it once was. By all rights, Kouji’s punches should be battering him, like repetitions of a wave upon a rock. It doesn’t, and he finds that he is fine. Gray eyes flick down, lost in thought, considering the ramifications of this realization.[break][break]
This fight isn’t fair to him. Navy thinks. Not by a long shot.[break][break]
Having been on the other side of this equation, man versus one basking in the power of infinity energy, it is a raw deal, a terrible proposition. Navy feels the beating his body should be taking, feels the strength coursing through his body, and understands why these powers prove such an intoxicating brew for men such as bryan delarosa and MATIAS SILPH. They were already great when gods blessed them. All those blessings did was make their brights brighter.[break][break]
It’s power, power enough to change the world.[break][break]
Yet all he wants, all he needs, in this moment, is to play the part of a wall. He squares up, exhales, balls his fists, and throws another punch aimed at Kouji’s ribs.[break][break]
“You got quiet.”[break][break]
The words are almost teasing, paired with Zacian rushing Dracovolt with an earnest desire to play rough.

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The punch struck his ribs, his upper body shot up straight; the force of the punch stopped his swaying. Forced to step back lest he collapsed backward, his mind was swimming, and the answers to his queries were no closer to him than before he had gotten into a slugfest.
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An answer could not be found through fists alone, it put into prespective just how miraculous their first meeting had been. They had seen each other’s lives, they had seen each other’s futures, without trading words in truth, but simply fists.
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But they had been dumber and younger, standing in the same place, Kouji did not stand in that same place now. Perhaps it was a simple matter of self belief, but he could muster it either, so with everything he struggled to gather…
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”Tryna figure out how to crack you a real one that’ll stick.” He said with a half smirk, he could bring out that bravado even if it was for an instant. ”I wonder if your balls can take it.”
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It was a kick, but it wasn’t truly aimed for the balls as he snapped upwards to land towards Navy’s head, leaning backwards all the while.
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It was a battle he was destined to lose.
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”Tch. You guys are all pains in the butt. How’d you stay so motivated, look at your damn town; you gonna build your ideal world like this?”
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Dracozolt’s battle wasn’t easier as electricity danced across the ground, the pokemon sought for a release but instead was hit by a powerful strike by the typing that struck to its very core. As energy from myth fought down its own draconic aura, fairy and dragon; whishes and brutality, it was brutality that lost.
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Finding itself flying into the rockface, feeling the exact same fate that its brethren did, but only two remained. The brutal dragon from a hypothetical past, born within this very cave, and the manifestation of Kouji’s fighting spirit, who sought at least some guidance from his trainer yet known came.
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It was the Roaring Moon that sauntered forth, manifesting the energy within itself, and bringing it ever higher and higher, a giant draconic head of dark energy coalesced around it; a maw growing ever larger.
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Michael Navidson

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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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MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

MORE HUMAN[break]THAN HUMAN

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Kouji Matsubara

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YOU SEE ME NOW A VETERAN OF A THOUSAND PSYCHIC WARS.

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“Fuck!” Kouji kicks him and he still stands. His lower body tenses in anticipation of blow coming there, only for it to go higher. It’s a good kick. Kouji is always good at fighting in the technical sense, but he affects the appearance of some well-made tool without a master’s hands to wield him. [break][break]
“How do I stay motivated?” What a simple question, one that he thinks bears such an obvious question as to be thoughtless. With the question posed, he has no choice but to truly consider how. More importantly, why.[break][break]
“Did you ever stop by Dewford before the battle? I mean really stop and stay here. Gonna guess not. I never did. Shit, most people in this region never did. But everybody was here, just for one day. Declan Walsh, Matias Silph, Eva Morales, Cillian Quinn. You name ‘em, they fought here. They fought over that stupid stone. Then all those great people went away, and all they left were thoughts n’ prayers.”[break][break]
When he should be angry, he just feels…[break][break]
Sad. Sad like he felt only one other time in the long course of his life. He remembers cold glass and clinical walls.[break][break]
“The day Gabe was born, nobody treated it like it was anything special. There I was, eight years old, alone looking at this baby on the other side of the glass after everyone else left, and I thought to myself…you’ve gotta take care of them. Even if nobody else cares, you’ve gotta.”[break][break]
He balls his hands into fists again and moves forward. He rummages through the closet of his mind and pulls conviction, a force far more potent at anger. With it, he throws all the terrible weight he can muster at Kouji. In his peripheral vision, he sees Zacian rush the Roaring Moon, meaning to play rough with it along her blade’s edge.[break][break]
“So if you come to my town and try to pull the shit you’re trying to pull, you better mean business!” And so his fists fly again, all over Kouji’s body, with reckless abandon and righteous indignation.

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Kouji

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Rustboro

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Grunt

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It was constant, the barrage of hits, and the words of intent; Kouji could feel both of them rushing over him, crushing his will to fight as he found himself falling back. He tried to sit up, but fell back on his butt, he couldn’t muster the energy into his muscles, he wanted to work out the frustration, his anger, but he couldn’t get rid of it all.
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It smoldered, but this wasn’t the person it was supposed to be shot at. The barrel of his ire was faced at the wrong person. It might’ve started here, facing off against this man, in these caves. His goal, his starting line, were right here, but now he felt as if he hadn’t taken a single step beyond.
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What was the point in everything so far? The things he’d given to Rocket? Was it all just so he could keep getting whaled on by this man?
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Kouji couldn’t even blame Navy in the slightest for this, the man had only done as Kouji had asked, as Kouji had forced. This entire situation had been forced by him for a reason he couldn’t grasp, as if trying to tear his flesh out of himself.
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”Mean Business huh?” Did he?
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He had no choice but to, and so he punched back; forcing himself up; propping himself against the man with his fists. Kouji as only being kept up by the blows he could throw out, forcing himself awake.
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”One day, we’ll come back to destroy this town.” It was the only words he could really get out. ”I’ll come back. You better be ready to kill me Navidson, now, or later.” It was a statement, perhaps he was hoping for the former in this moment.
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Roaring Moon was by the rough play, and turned to bite back at Zacian, only finding itself cut up even more and more. It found itself being pressed; and it was then that Urshifu stepped in; dragging the dragon back by its tail. It would be needed later, especially the path that it’s trainer was trailing.
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It opened with its signature. Wicked Blow.

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Michael Navidson

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Elite 4.

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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