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[attr="class","rosepost"]Keiko's shoulder ached from the heavy bag slung across it, but she wanted to walk with Rhea the Ribombee, and the little bug was unequipped to lug such a thing around. Rhea's presence was naturally relaxing, and she needed all the help she could get in that area. The rising tensions immediately following the loss of Petalburg left her uneasy. [break][break]

Still, she'd come to Hoenn for the exact purpose of delivering necessary parcels and intel during the war, so she couldn't let the nerves get to her. The problem was these little in between moments; she was totally fine in the thick of it, but everything else gave too much opportunity for thought, which meant too much opportunity for worry. They were back in the real world, no longer confined to an island that had been isolated enough to push the war to the back of her mind. Sometimes, it felt like she was still getting her land legs back after being seabound.[break][break]

"Maybe we should pick up the pace." She looked at Rhea, who offered a chirp of encouragement. Keiko spared a glance at the sun's position. "We have maybe an hour before dusk. We might want to set up camp and continue tomorrow." They'd made decent progress from Rustboro anyways.

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All it took was one island adventure with Keiko for Rex to be roped into delivery services. This time, though? She hadn't even needed to ask. With Oldale and Littleroot under siege, she would've had to tie him up to stop him from going with her.

"Dunno if that's wise, Keiko. We're on the battlefield. We should try to push out of the warzone before making camp. Doesn't matter how well we hide our camp. It's not gonna save us if some Dynamaxed Pokémon blows up the route." He followed her gaze and looked up at the sun, before taking a deep breath. "You may be right, though. Route 102 is still miles out."

The Ribombee guided the way remarkably well, though there was still a final stretch.

Naturally, that was where everything would have to go wrong. That was just how life was. Sometimes you were meandering down a wartorn route, sometimes you were getting shipwrecked, sometimes you were fighting a Rocket Beast.

That was life.

"I smell something. Blood." Rex raised an eyebrow. "What is that?"

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Grigori stared at the mess. Blood invaded his nostrils with its thick, copper stench. It was all over his hands. His boots. No matter where he looked, he saw the crimson he’d come to loath. His lungs heaved in the contaminated air with reckless abandon, and his muscles begged for relief. A dry, cracked tongue tried to form words.

“H.Q… threat… neutralized.”

“Copy that, Fisher. Make sure they were alone.”

“... Understood.”

Click. He tore the earpiece from his head and let it fall to the ground. There wouldn’t be a need for it for the rest of the night. In the pale glow of diminishing sunlight, even he could see that it’d been a small recon party. Two people, each of them with plenty of fight in their bones.

Little more than victims of war, now.

“Alba Evovae … Grab their things. Experience tells me that they were acting alone. No need to–”

Grigori whipped his head around. Two dangerously blue orbs peered into the cover of shade, desperate to pinpoint the disturbance. Eventually, they narrowed on a distant opening in the space. Lots of tall grass and shrubs obstructed his vision, but battle-trained senses told him better.

“Who goes there?"

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Alba clicks his tongue at the sound of his name, sounding more like the tick of a clock when paired with his mask. Anyone who could have heard it would surely be dead, but he’d still rather not have to deal with any headaches just because someone had overheard. Not that anyone really knew who he was. The easiest civilian persona to keep up was the persona of a complete nobody.[break][break]

Seniority and expertise meant Grigori was in charge of their little duo, or at least had the experience to make better judgments than Alba did. If he wanted something doing, then—[break][break]

“Hm?” A burning clock turns back to look at a fisherman, and whatever ripples he had seen in the water’s surface.[break][break]

He sends his Poké Ball up into the air almost lackadaisically, a casual motion in contrast to the sharp scent of blood that had filled the air, setting loose his Dusknoir in anticipation of… whatever it was the other grunt had sensed. Alba hadn’t been honed by war and conflict the same way the taller man had; from his point of view, it was like he was jumping at shadows.[break][break]

“This is a bad place to take a stroll, you know. Don’t you know we’re in the middle of a war?”

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[attr="class","rosepost"]She felt uneasy as he suggested they push out of the warzone first. It didn't seem to end, really, as the dangers in the region sprawled out from Petalburg and Sootopolis and Mossdeep, rather than being contained in those areas. "How far out could we get to be considered safe..." He was right about camp being unwise in a hotspot like this route, but they'd be walking all night otherwise. The compromise alluded her. [break][break]

"Blood?" She followed him curiously, trying to pick up the scent herself. Her and Ribombee shared a glance, Keiko's anxiety reflected in the bug's large eyes for only a moment before the sprite squeaked encouragingly. Okay, she thought, all is well. She'd tell herself that a hundred times if only to be a good partner instead of a liability. [break][break]

Until they saw the massacre and the two men presumably behind it. Her back went rod-straight at the sight, her breath catching in her throat traitorously. "Rib-" But the fairy was already acting defensively, launching a stun spore through the grass to strike the closest man and his Dusknoir. "We need to run."[break][break]

She looked at Rex for his confirmation; they needed to commit to a plan no matter what, as they'd need to be a joined front to survive what was clearly a Rocket attack. She wanted them to flee to report the bodies - hopefully, they could be identified after - and deliver their parcels and, well, survive themselves.

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They made contact. As soon as they did, Rex knew they were outmatched. Two against two, but Keiko needed to plan out her moves in advance in order to be of any help. The only consolation that Rex took was that they were both masked. If he or Keiko saw their faces, then they'd have to kill them both.

As is, they would give up if they struggled too much to make it a worthwhile fight.

"We've got places to be. Not our fault that this happens to be a warzone. If people want their things delivered, who're we to stop them? Besides, they paid extra for shipping." Rex crossed his arms, staring defiantly at the duo. "And trust me, she-"

He jerked his head towards Keiko and Ribombee.

"-charges a lot for shipping." Before he could blab further, Ribombee tossed a dusting of Stun Spore towards the duo. Quick as a whip, Rex produced a Pokeball from a sleeve, the device opening before it even reached his hand. "Hitmontop!"

Dusknoir was a ghost, which made physical attacks obnoxious. Rather than go for the spectral threat, Rex's Hitmontop lunged forward, straight for Grigori. The older man would get the dubious honor of being Faked Out with the intention to stun.

"Go!" He nodded and sprinted off.

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Grigori’s head snapped back when the Hitmontop pressed its strong hands into his skull. It hurt like hell and sent the man reeling. It’d bought the two of them precious time, time they would desperately need. Even has his body reeled, instincts kicked in faster. He stopped, then looked upward.

Unfortunately for the pair, little did they know of the monster that soon pulled out his own Poke ball. His arm windmilled to chuck it against the ground, like a pitch gone wrong. It clicked open, and from the blinding red light came an even redder creature.

Click-clacks filled the air, and Scizor peered dangerously at the troubled leaves. “Scizor! Stop their Pokémon!”

Click-clack. A grin emerged, and his wings vibrated violently. Before the glorified top could act, he rushed forth. At the last second, he turned around and unleashed a violent assault of wings upon his foe. Dual Wingbeats clobbered Hitmontop from both sides with surprising force.

As long as they could not protect their trainer, then that was all that mattered. Grigori burst forward, as fast as his body would allow. Greenery shook, and the jangle of bobbers only became louder. Before long, their sizeable head start was little more than a foot in a mile.

They would see him burst through the greenery with a deadly glint in his eyes– alongside a hint of fear. What did have to fear?

Simple. Himself.

“RABBIT! SLOW THEM DOWN!”

Before he was forced to act.

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Alba’s muscles spasm where the spores make contact, leaving him trying to wrest control of himself as these two… random strangers? Accomplices to the recon team? As these two whatever they were tried their hit and run. He flags a little behind Grigori’s hound-like pursuit, trying not to get left behind.[break][break]

“Well, I hope you’re getting hazard pay. Do you still get paid if you lost your delivery?” Maybe they were delivering an old lady’s knitting needles that she’d had to leave behind when war came to her doorstep. Maybe if they tried hard enough, they could solve this conflict with peace and love, as well. And maybe if they let a pair of suspicious couriers run off with their even more suspicious delivery, they wouldn’t get torn to shreds by whatever Rocket leader they had to answer to.[break][break]

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it. Dusknoir?” His Pokémon moves sluggishly, fighting against the paralysis wracking its body, before the Pressure it exudes suddenly intensifies, becoming an oppressive Gravity that tries to smother the couriers’ chance of escape.[break][break]

“Let’s stop and think about this, okay? Before we do something really stupid.”

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POSTED ON Sept 26, 2024 23:00:02 GMT

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[attr="class","rosepost"]The comment about lost delivery isn't sitting well with her, but the idea that they're gonna do something really stupid grinds her gears. She won't be talked down to by murdering scum. "Fuck you," she seethes, though it's time to go and she leave the Dusknoir trainer behind as she runs with Rex. [break][break]

The good news is, they're on the same wavelength about running. [break][break]

The bad news is, their enemies are on the same wavelength about stopping them.[break][break]

Mr. Business is right behind. Worse still, her footfalls become far heavier as gravity drapes over them like a weighted blanket. She returns Ribombee to her pokeball and sends out her Miltank, releasing the normal type from her market-purchased pokeball, one still bearing a price sticker. The focus on her pokeballs keeps her from paying close attention to the task of fleeing and she trips over herself. [break][break]

She falls to the ground but scrambles immediately to get back up, fighting the press of gravity which strains her muscles to work against. She feels knee pop unpleasantly as she pushes up from the ground. "Stop him, Milly," she urges breathlessly without sparing a glance backwards at their Rocket pursuer. Milly charges at Grigori directly with a body slam to knock the breath from his lungs.[break][break]

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Ultimately, it was the gravity that ruined everything. It made running impossible. He felt Keiko's knee pop as they ran and his anger threatened to bubble over. A laugh escaped his lips at the absurdity of this exchange, of the fact that this was over a package.

"Ha." He let out a laugh as he attempted to keep a grin from forming on his face. They couldn't run, so they'd do the alternative: fight. "No, but..."

He returned his Hitmontop. He'd need it later. Under this intense gravity, there was little they could do but fight, so he'd wait for a better opportunity to throw hands. His hand reached for another Pokeball. This one was dented, outdated, and old. He hadn't swapped out Azumarill's Pokeball in ages.

In a sense, it reminded Rex of Rex.

"...that doesn't matter. You know that trope where the losing trainer gives the victor their prize money?" Rex grinned as he was buffeted by the Dual Wingbeat. He pulled Keiko to her feet, his knees threatening to buckle under their combined weight. "That's gonna be you."

Hitmontop disappeared. Azumarill went in, starting off strong with a Rollout directly towards Alba's Dusknoir. A risky, unreliable attack, but it was easier to hit under increased gravity, since it was harder for everyone to move around.

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Miltank rolled forward. A barrel, an unstoppable object that’d destroy every single bone in his body if it connected with him. There was a reason people and Pokemon did not fight often: it was an impossible struggle. The creatures were simply too strong. It did not take much to break a human. Such was the case even now.

But this wasn’t a man. Little more than a monster chased after the duo, and monsters did not play fair– as much as their foes did, anyway. “Scizor!”

“SCIZZZZZ–”

Red rushed rapidly forward. Wings quickly beat and carried the furious exoskeleton directly into the path of the rolling cow. Even as the mass of meat slammed into his body. Yet it was not a one-sided attack: Pincers rapidly punched into the pink mass until it would surely be black and blue the next day.

Close Combats were like that, and Scizor was like that. Merciless. Hot-blooded. Let it give him the strength for his next attack.

“Too slow.”

Monsters were different from the kind to let mistakes flourish. The opposite, if anything. When Keiko fell, she fell hard. Even if gravity pressed his bones harder into his muscles, they were plenty strong enough to carry him the last few feet forward. Directly in front of her.

“Too late.”

Alba. Rex. Keiko. All had failed to stop the machine. None of them should’ve been surprised, or even upset, when he clapped his hands together and slammed the ball of raw strength directly into the side of her torso.

But none of the fault lay with them. It all rested upon his shoulders.

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POSTED ON Oct 3, 2024 17:53:23 GMT

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“Wow, that really takes me back… Though I guess technically, neither of you have met our eyes.” Simple conflict like that was for children and storybooks, of course. In the real world, you were only paid if the loose end was tied up, and people had hair-trigger tempers they liked to dress up as more important than that.[break][break]

“Sure, if you win, I can give you… fifty bucks? Of course—” ‘Rabbit’s voice is still light-hearted — though strained, as the Stun Spores work their malice — even as his teammate throws a freight train of a punch towards that pink-haired girl.[break][break]

“I’d say Fisher could beat both of you even if I wasn’t here.” Of course he’d failed to stop the machine. Why would he do something as silly as that? The thought had never even crossed his mind.[break][break]

Alba’s fingers twitch against hjs Dusknoir’s Poké Ball; a Luxury Ball, like the rest of them, something designed to keep his Pokémon amenable in spite of the terrible things he and Rocket asked of them. Then he clears his throat, and the reaper lashes out, intent on delivering Payback to the Azumarill that had crashed into it. Weighed down as it was, it couldn’t even begin to drift out of the way.[break][break]

It was a spiteful thing, decisively full of emotion that cut through the profile of an empty servant of the Spirit World — and more importantly, Alba — that it typically fit into. It was also slow, pushing through the gravity and paralysis, and seemingly deepening the rage in its red gaze.

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POSTED ON Oct 3, 2024 18:11:38 GMT

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[attr="class","rosepost"]Milly's got the cards stacked against her as Scizor strikes with close combat - the tanky bovine succumbs to the bug's strike. Keiko's helped to her feet by Rex and barely has a chance to return Milly to her pokeball when Mr. Business is there. She seems to perceive in slow motion, his strike, but her limbs are molasses. He slams into her ribs and breath leaves her in a wheeze. [break][break]

Winded, she curls over herself as she stumbles back from him, prey instincts taken over. She's hurt, but she embodies perseverance, and she came to Hoenn for the sake of this very mission, and that means she needs - [break][break]

Her fingers wrap around a pokeball and she tosses it carelessly. Audino appears, and its endless empathy immediately picks up on the situation. "P-please." It's not clear if she's speaking to Audino or Mr. Business. Audino mega-evolves and faces Mr. Business defiantly, opening her mouth for a hyper voice to push him back. [break][break]

A fight seems like a terrible idea, but running isn't working so well. These two are undoubtedly psychopaths, especially with the cockier of the two taunting them over old trainer etiquette. She spares a glance at Rex, wondering what the gameplan is.

[break][break]Althus Rex Grigori Sokolov Alba Evovae | 10 MP mega evolve your own pokemon in your thread, 50 MP showcase your own character's strength(s) meaningfully, 50 MP have your character learn something from the other character, 50 MP have your character reflect on why they're fighting/reflect on their loyalties, 50 MP have your character attempt to or successfully take revenge in some way. (500)[break]

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A minute part of him decided that he liked Alba Evovae . The rest of him decided that the man was annoying and not even worth the fight. He was the one that made fighting back against Fisher difficult at best and remarkably obnoxious at worst. As long as he lived, the fight against the older Rocket would be a difficult slog.

That was perfect, then. A fight. He watched as Keiko Mega Evolved her Audino. It was a good move. If she gave her everything, then the fight could continue.

"That so?" Rex turned to Alba, face blank as he did so. "You really think that guy could beat us both at once? Seriously?"

Rex took a deep breath, smelling the air and waiting for the scent of victory to waft into his lungs and permeate his being. Every person won at something. Not a single person lived a life that consisted solely of loss and defeat. Fisher reeked of strength. He was a winner.

The circumstances of his life were irrelevant. He was strong.

"Then sit back, wise guy. Play with my Azumarill for a bit." Rex staggered under the increased pressure towards Fisher with a grin on his face. As he disengaged, Azumarill flew back from the might of the strike, before rolling back around to hit the phantom with another Rollout.

The cycle would begin anew.

"HEY! FISHER!" Rex shouted as his fist clenched around a rock. "FIGHT ME! FIGHT ME! FIGHT ME! COME ON AND HIT ME! I WANNA SEE HOW STRONG YOU ARE! LEAVE HER ALONE! FIGHT ME!"

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