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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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November 3rd

littleroot

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grunt

don't come back.

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5'6" height

i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.

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Absinthe Blackwood

hold it close | c, skirmishes

POSTED ON Sept 16, 2024 6:16:49 GMT

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the midnight air is like a thick, black curtain draped over route 102, a stifling darkness that would smother any light foolish enough to reveal itself. absinthe sweeps through the dense undergrowth with trypsin, her sleek seviper, coiled tightly around her shoulders like a living, breathing scarf. she is a diva, afterall, and divas do not crawl on their bellies like peasants. normally, absinthe would not tolerate such behavior. she makes an exception for one of her only companions.[break][break]

trypsin's tongue flicks out to taste the damp air, her beady eyes searching through the shadows for any sign of life. somewhere in the distance, a noctowl calls out into the night, and its cry echoes off the trees and drowns the silence in a momentary wave of sound.[break][break]

the familiar weight of her scalpel presses against absinthe's hip, a cruel reminder of the night's grim purpose. she can almost taste the tension that hangs in the air like a fog; the constant push and pull between team rocket and the league, each vying for control of petalburg and its surroundings, has been rapidly approaching a boiling point. tonight, she wants to ensure that she is useful, in whatever way possible. she craves blood.[break][break]

her breath comes slow and steady, collected in the confines of her ever present gas mask, creating a steady, low hiss as the air struggles to filter its way through the charred remains of her lungs. what she wouldn't give for one deep, clean breath. but she had been choking on the poisonous bile of grief and guilt for years, now. what difference does it make if her lungs were filled with toxins, too?[break][break]

nonetheless, absinthe keeps the mask. it has another purpose, a darker one. one only she and the only admin she can trust knows.[break][break]

a pitiful state of affairs. absinthe's fingertips itch. she will replace her need for clean air with a lust for blood. maybe, then, she will forget about everything else that falls down around her.

ollie morales[break][break]

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ollie, oliver

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pallet town, kanto

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hold it close | c, skirmishes

POSTED ON Sept 16, 2024 6:25:11 GMT

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"i'll be on the way home, just right after this, pen!" he says, probably to PENELOPE LIVY's voicemail. but there's a good chance that the councilwoman had gotten home early after hard's day work, and was irritable that ollie wasn't going to make it home in time for dinner.

[break][break] but she would understand.

[break][break] such was the nature of the work that they did.

[break][break] unaware of the viper that hung in the shadows, ready to lash out at a moment's notice, the head ranger strides confidently through woods of petalburg, having let the last ranger patrol home early for the evening. they'd all been working late shifts ever since the scrimmages between league and rocket had increased.

[break][break] but tonight was a dull night, one of them had said, with nothing else to report.

[break][break] ... and oh, how wrong they were.

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SKIRMISHES: PETALBURG [break][break]

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November 3rd

littleroot

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hold it close | c, skirmishes

POSTED ON Sept 16, 2024 6:31:21 GMT

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there is the faintest rustle of clothing as trypsin shifts, unseen, her scales barely glinting in the dim moonlight that dares pierce through the black canopy above. her beady eyes, much more adjusted to the darkness, narrow as she senses a warm body approach.[break][break]

absinthe can tell little of the nature of the potential victim, only that she desperately wants something to take out the fury of existence on.[break][break]

she thinks of the seviper around her neck, the power and pain she is able to cause with a flick of the wrist. she almost delights in it, in being able to bring death upon the so-called innocent. the thought consumes her. it maddens her. it blurs her vision.[break][break]

they are coming closer now. their steady footfalls are louder, the rustling of their clothes clearer. her hand rests on her scalpel's hilt, waiting.
and then, something in absinthe snaps. perhaps it is her newfound bloodlust, or the endless weeks of depression and spiraling insomnia. perhaps it is the erroneous way that she thinks with absolute certainty that she will get away with this, that nothing will stop her from continuing to carve a path through league bastards like a hot knife through butter.[break][break]

whatever it is, it spurs her on. the long, deadly knife leaves its sheath with the quiet whisper of metal on leather, glinting once in the moonlight. as quick and silent as death itself, the white-clad woman lunges from the shadows, her scalpel poised to strike like a cobra ready to sink its fangs into its prey.

ollie morales[break][break]

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