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POSTED ON Dec 3, 2019 5:22:18 GMT

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Dust clings with desperate fingers, clawing at dark clothes, settling into fiery hair. Disgusting. Filthy. A shower will be needed, if only to wash the dirt from beneath her eye patch. Funny how even the shielded wound attracts the grime, beckoning it with an alluring call. The phantom sensation of something in her eye rises and falls. Searing pain follows, then snarling. Metallic clangs come to a halt at the sound and the woman bristles, idle arms crossing over her chest in irritation. "Keep moving." She is harsh, cold, commanding. The Metagross continues, then, with one last concerned look crossing its features.[break][break]

She comes for steel, for iron, for the forged and sculpted. The cave crawls with them, drowning out those that nestle into dirt and housing the crafted, the metallic. Some people pass as she moves deeper into the depths, parting to make way for the iron maiden. She is focused, resolved, steel-willed. She stops for no one and no one stops for her.[break][break]

Some stare, curious eyes roaming her face. They always linger on the missing piece, the black void, the secret wound kept sheltered from prying eyes. Some days she's brave, confident enough to show off the masterpiece, ripped flesh on open display. Days like today, however, she hides behind the eye patch and her cold demeanor, gnashing her teeth at those that gawk. It's funny how they startle, squeak and squeal like little mice in the hands of a cat. Always scurrying away, afraid of the backlash, of the mechanical beast in a girl's body.[break][break]

They're right to be afraid, perhaps.[break][break]

"Stop," comes the barked command, rising above the sound of metal claws digging into solid ground. The Metagross halts, crimson eyes peering at her through the darker light. They are deep enough now, away from the prying eyes, away from the masses gathering around an ancient mural. Silence swirls around them, eerie and still. She lies in wait, singular blue eye watching, waiting for the first sign of steel to appear.[break][break]

She'll move, then, as sharp and calculating as the path of a bullet.

WAR PAINT

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POSTED ON Dec 4, 2019 0:04:55 GMT

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A WILD DURANT APPEARED!

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POSTED ON Dec 5, 2019 19:49:44 GMT

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[attr="class","doc2"]0266 WORDS SOLO WILD

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The Metagross rumbles, an alert, a signal.[break][break]

Prey.[break][break]

The redhead scoffs, a vile noise vibrating through her throat. An ant, small and metallic. Scrawny thing that it is, she muses as it comes into view. It scrambles about, jumbled and confused. Crimson eyes and pincers gnashing together. The sound they make is a symphony of iron scrapping together. Music to her ears! If only it could be more vicious...[break][break]

"Attack," she murmurs, voice rising against the metallic sounds. "Hyper Beam."[break][break]

A blinding light resonates from the Metagross, brilliant in its sheer strength. Rumbling begins, walls shaking and pebbles vibrating against the ground. She stands tall, unphased, unmoving. A steel pillar, strong as iron against the assault upon the ant.[break][break]

She doesn't need two eyes to see the injured Durant scrambling from their presence. The stench of fear is almost palpable and the gruesome curl of her lips is sinister, cruel, malicious. It disappears into the depths of the cave, startled, afraid, just the way she likes.[break][break]

"Find something strong," Damacia grumbles. The Metagross merely grunts in response, already understanding her wishes, her desires. An unspoken bond between two machines, two weapons existing in perfect unison. Metagross, the bullet to her gun. "Failure isn't an option." With the last word falling from her lips, she crosses her arms across her chest.[break][break]

The faster they can get out of this pile of dirt, the sooner they can move to the next destination, the next house of the strong, the vicious. Her arsenal will grow and then, perhaps she'll go for eyes next, if only to replace her own.

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POSTED ON Dec 6, 2019 2:33:32 GMT

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A WILD PASSIMIAN APPEARED!

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Another interruption, another creature scrambling into their path.[break][break]

She glowers down at it, singular blue eye almost glowing against the stark darkness.[break][break]

More prey, she scoffs. Another sent scrambling, another screaming in pain.[break][break]

"Meteor Mash," comes the snarl. She has no time for weaklings, no time for monkey business. The Metagross responds in kind, its own guttural sound resonating off the cavern walls. It moves with a surprising quickness, a singular metallic limb reeling back before rushing forward, connecting with a sickening crack. A howl of pain, then, and the scratching of scrambling feet against the hard ground. Another sent fleeing, tail tucked between injured legs, and she merely sighs.[break][break]

Her attention is fleeting, boredom already settling into the depths of her body. Any longer and she might as well fall asleep. "If you defeat the next," she murmurs, low and irritated. "We'll be leaving." Her tone leaves little room for argument and Metagross merely glances her way, crimson meeting blue in understanding.[break][break]

"Make it count." The sooner she can scrape dirt from her wound, the better. Besides, if everything is just going to become prey... It'd be more beneficial for this to occur where grime won't cling to her skin.

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POSTED ON Dec 8, 2019 7:36:50 GMT

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[attr="class","doc2"]0259 WORDS SOLO WILD

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The final interruption, the final beast.[break][break]

A scrawny thing it is, small and rough. It thrashes about, a show of aggression in the face of fear, and she smirks down at the spiky creature. It'll certainly do.[break][break]

"Hammer arm," she barks, already snagging a pokeball from her belt. "Knock it out." Easier to capture when they're down for the count... Less of a chance that this little beast will escape her grasp.[break][break]

The Metagross rumbles, a well oiled machine moving into striking position. Another brutal attack, another rough strike of metallic limb against hard shell. She hears the snarl, the vicious protest of the small Pupitar as it tries to evade to no avail. Her Metagross makes contact with a sharp crack and only then does she draw near, the small ball clutched tightly between dirty fingers.[break][break]

"Welcome to the arsenal," comes the soft mumble, tumbling from her lips as she crouches by the now still beast. A light tap of metal against shell and in it goes, the ball wiggling against the ground. She watches, waits, hopes for a new addition.[break][break]

The small thing has such potential... Already thrashing about, already aggressive in its actions. A fine new beast for her to train, to craft into her own ways, her own vision. "Let's go," she rumbles, casting a single eye toward the Metagross watching her, waiting for the signal that it's time to depart. It rumbles back, shuffling to her side with languid steps and sharp eyes.[break][break]

This trip was worth it, after all, despite the unsightly dirt.

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