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kazimir never got to see if his dragon buddy was ok or not as the green dog prepared to jump into the branches above to save their hides. resigning to the thought of losing one of his own he braced himself for the escape, what he didn't brace for was the sudden extra weight that was suddenly on them as they were jumping. it didn't take long for kaz to see that a handsome clown man had jumped onto him and was holding onto him tightly. to make things worse it was the guy who's mime jr was the one that set fire to everything! talk about luck!
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keeping his mouth shut until they were within safe distance of the crumbling building. once outside kaz did his best to shove the guy off of him as he rolled off his new doggo friend. "hey ya jerk get the hell off of me and wake up! your stupid little clown nearly kil-" he wasn't fully aware of the haunter that appeared before him and cast a powerful sleep spell on him that knocked him out like a light. falling backwards onto the ground as he dreamed of more hot men the zygarde let out a loud bark at the haunter and man as it stood over kazimir's body, not ready to let anymore harm come between it and its vessel.

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Kaida Adachi, Selena Desmarais

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The attempt to escape fails and, in that moment, Kaida's heart leapt to her throat as she and her team started to fall. If they weren't snatched up by a hand, she had no ideas for what next to do. Two hands, one belonging to a voice she recognized (Selena Desmarais ) and the other so unknown she wondered what they even had to gain from helping (Alexei Ivanov ). Nonetheless, when those hands held her up, and she sensed a mighty wind starting to blow, she was relieved. [break][break]

Perhaps one if the last things she felt in this life. [break][break]

She barely noticed, eyes fixed on the weirdly pink and colorful saviors of hers, that there was an attack materializing straight for her. Really. What did one have to gain from killing her? Pure sadism or evil? It wasn't like she was somebody important or valuable to kill, nor was her body anything special. Everybody was trying to escape, killing would be something somebody wanted to do...and yet somebody wanted it. [break][break]

She had a moment's warning as Hema hissed, terrified of the jaws, and they closed on her. A scorching ripped the breath out of her lungs, piercing deep into her back and chest. Lungs, spine, heart! She didn't scream, eyes wide and rolling as some subconscious part of her mind concluded the injury was mortal. Yet all she could think was that, if the pain got any worse, she was going to throw up. [break][break]

The pain stopped, along with the woman, hanging limp. [break][break]

In the chaos of the flight, the landing, and an overwhelming blood stench already filling the air, Hema thought the attack had missed. It was only when she started to uncoil, that was when she smelled the burning, felt a red soaking not coming from her own wounds. It was in this chaos that the Seviper looked down, fixing her eyes on a wound that she only had a single conclusion to give. Fatal. Plain and simple. The flesh was just meat, Wish having no effect on something reduced so far. The girl she had become family with so long ago, died. The Seviper reared back, not even certain what to accomplish, wanting to keen just like the man, and merciful unconsciousness took her as Perish Song took its final effect. [break][break]

Hel was a simple being, when she saw the curled up, stammering man, she thought Kaida had been greviously injured, and ran up as fast as her legs could carry. Humans freaked out alot, so she would have to see how bad Kaida was. She concluded nothing on the wounds, nor the limp body, leaning her head down to feel how weak the breath was, and waited, and waited. It was only until she touched a claw to Kaida's skin, and noticed the burned flesh bled sluggishly, as if there was nothing to make it move, that the young raptor finally figured it out. She fell to her haunches, high-pitched chirps escaping her chest. Impossible. Kaida was too strong. She didn't die from one attack. She was the leader! Her crying directed to the man and woman nearby, rising in both volume and pitch. Crying for the impossible, for them to help the dead, to at least try. [break][break]

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"Kaida Adachi, Ranger discovered during that Beauty Contest." The coroner didn't want to be morbid, but it was relieving the body was intact enough to easily identify. In fact, it was probably why this was even required. A burnt wound that resembles a bite, in a structural collapse? That didn't exactly scream that the death was an accident. [break][break]

Either way, pictures were taken, identification was a success, and any kin she had would soon receive the news. For foul play to be discovered, they first needed to know what killed the woman. [break][break]

It was only once he arrived that he noticed something was amok. A young man, perhaps the one who had brought in the body, was pacing and white as a ghost outside the room and, upon seeing the coroner, ran to him like a kicked Poochyena. "S-sir? There's...there's u-um...a l-l-little bit of...a-a problem..." The lad's voice could barely come out right and, more than a little concerned, the coroner listened, "The b-body appeared to...b-be b-b-breathing." [break][break]

Ah. A trivial mistake! [break][break]

The man laughed good-naturedly, smiling to ease the young man's concern. He must have seen some movement, common enough among bodies, and ran out to find somebody! "A simple spasm, you'll see more than a little in this work." He assured, wrenching his demeanor into a more professional state as he approached the door, "Will you assist me? I am beginning the autopsy, and it could be helpful to make sure I am not missing something." A little lie, to ease the white-faced lad's concerns. The body wouldn't move, and he would feel better. [break][break]

He only wished he knew what to do when he walked in, and the corpse's likeness was sitting up on the metallic table, wrapping the blanket that covered the corpse originally around herself. A look of affront pulled her lips into a frown, her hand pressed against her left side in a sort of afterthought. "What is this?" She hissed, collapsing into a coughing fit as the scratchy words left her mouth, managing to cough out, "It's cold!" [break][break]

The young man had long left the room, perhaps screaming, he wasn't paying attention...yet a sort of calmness came upon the coroner. The woman had no wounds, and was clearly living. There were all manner of Pokemon capable of pulling a prank like this. Only a fool would believe there wasn't a logical explanation to this. "The morgue, you are in a hospital, ma'am." His mind held on to the semblance of reality he knew must be correct. "What's your name, perhaps we can clear this up." Surely, surely, a body was not up and talking. [break][break]

She answered, seriously and with no way to see his papers, and reality as he knew it fell apart, "Oh, I'm Kaida Adachi."


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Katherine finds herself extremely disoriented during the trip she takes inside the Ultra Beast's Wormhole. It's a feeling she is new to, an experience she hadn't had the misfortune of going through until today. And frankly, if it wasn't for the dire need for escape she felt in those moments...
She probably would have opted out of joining Eva.

Once they do emerge and exit the portal from its other end, the masked trainer can't help but fall to the ground.

"That-"

"That went great, didn't it?"

Despite the crippling feeling of vertigo that took over her head, the Rocket member was more than ready to celebrate. The tree must have been destroyed after that explosion. And she was alive. It was an accomplishment.

She spares Eva Dumont another glance, writing her features into her memory. "I am not sure if I thanked you, but... I owe you one." And as soon as those words part from the woman's lips, the Hatterene who joined her along the ride faints - the effects of PERISH SONG finally coming into effect. The dual-type falls to the ground gracefully, as if having already prepared herself for it to happen.

"-Shit."

She is returned to her Pokeball before Gallade is sent out to replace her - who also happened to be the one to take care of taking the woman home.

"Well, it was a pleasure."

"See you."

A bright pink light flashed before a TELEPORT was executed by Arthur, carrying himself and Katherine somewhere else. They'd have to travel for quite a while before finding a good place to rest at.

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★ katherine exits the portal along with eva somewhere near littleroot.
★ she almost immediately falls to the ground, finding the experience to be... very weird. it was her first time traveling through an ultra wormhole.
★ hatterne FAINTS shortly afterwards, the effects of PERISH SONG bringing them down. she is returned to her Pokeball and replaced with gallade, who is sent out once more.
★ kat thanks eva again before gallade teleports them away.

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Honestly, she should have expected this. She should have expected a beautiful, elegant event like this to go awry - so far she had never experienced an event that ended on a good note. Either she was cursed, or the entire region of Hoenn was. Regardless, it comes as little surprise to her despite her horror that the tree withers and dies and an explosion tears it in two. [break][break]

She braces herself, throwing her arms up in case of splintered wood shrapnel. The flash of blue light is momentarily blinding, or at the very least startling. Apollo stands in front of her, covered in his decorative armor and deflecting any debris that might come their way.[break][break]

The fact remains, however, that the contest hall is destroyed and on fire. Stormy can hear people screaming, she sees people evacuating the area on the backs of winged Pokemon. She can smell blood and fire. People are in danger and her instincts kick in.[break][break]

"What in God's name--" she speaks breathlessly as she charges forward, taking her own steps through the debris to get into the action. She's unafraid of the flames, desperate to lend a hand where she might be able. Her dress tears, likely of her own accord in her haste, abandoning the overbearing fabric in favor of speed and urgency.[break][break]

"Apollo, lend your strength to whoever needs it, do not waste any time!"[break][break]

The stallion obeys, remaining near the stage and around to lend aid to whoever might be crawling out from under the floorboards, so to speak.[break][break]

Stormy, on the other hand, would stumble across the limp form of Mr. Atlan Beckett, someone she had come to see as a friend. Horror turns her blood to ice the moment she lays eyes on him, and she does whatever she can to remove debris (should there be any covering him). [break][break]

"I need help! I need a medic, a heal pulse, something!"[break][break]

Atlan's blood stains her already crimson dress and the palms of her hands as she works to pull debris from his body or restrictions of any kind. She isn't sure what to do, her mind is numb with panic. While other people manage to get out, she's reluctant to leave until help arrives.[break][break]

Her one hand reaches for another Pokeball of hers, suddenly remembering the Blissey she often takes with her. Her hands tremble as she opens the capsule, begging Blissey for her assistance.[break][break]

Of course, it is far too late. The damage to the back of the man's skull was fatal on impact - he was gone before she'd even gotten there.

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In a matter of moments, the world is narrowed to heat-and-smoke-and-adrenaline, Gavin's heart slamming in his chest as his prehistoric mount barely manages to get clear of the blast. He can feel the rumble in his bones and his vision blurs with tears of smoke and dust. A violent cough shakes him, and he's vaguely aware of Emma clutching his waist for support as she pulls her Zoroark to safety.[break][break]

And then they are clear of the smoke, and high in the air, and the ringing in Gavin's ears begins to subside.[break][break]

Aerodactyl carries them to the earth in her final moments of consciousness, the great prehistoric beast crumpling against the dirt. With his hand on her stony flank to steady himself, Gavin's gratitude is wordless — the rise and fall of her breath reassures him, and he returns the haggard Pokemon to the stasis of confinement.[break][break]

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The cold steel of his amber gaze melts beneath the realization — there had been a choice, and he had made it without question. His attention shifts from the collapsing building to the woman at his side. There's something he refuses to confront... not here, not now, but she'd made a choice for him, too. Perhaps the fall itself would not have killed him, but to be badly injured when the explosion went off?[break][break]

He feels as if he should say something.[break][break]

Instead, with no aerial transportation available, he inclines his head toward the direction of the town in a wordless expression of intent, then begins to walk.

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Emma holds on tight even despite the tightness in her chest and the painful cough that wracks her body. She can't breathe through the smoke, she can't see, she can't hear. The explosion has deafened her and her senses and yet her fingers fasten to Gavin's waist, pinching fabric and skin alike in her attempt to hold on.[break][break]

And when they land it's with a jolt, a gasp for clean air. The smoke burns her throat all the way to the depth of her lungs, crushing, painful.[break][break]

This is why she doesn't smoke, kids.[break][break]

She slides off the back of the fallen Aerodactyl when she realizes they've stopped moving. Urgency encourages her that she should keep running, that they might still be in danger. Ashen tears streak down her face and ruin her makeup and mar her appearance. She attempts to swipe it away with her thumb, leaving more residue against her cheek. [break][break]

Like Gavin, the woman is shaking, rattled by the severity of the situation. They had almost died for the sake of a tree - a task that should have been simple and without so much conflict. This had been a reckless display and she was angry.[break][break]

Emma catches her breath, her throat raspy. Words won't find their way to the surface, not even as she watches Gavin look over his shoulder for the Pokemon he had left behind. For her, it had been an action without question. She had taken the Zoroark because he was valuable and expensive - a weapon she had fine-tuned and created herself.[break][break]

The Crobat was expendable, a Pokemon that she did not deem more important than her life. Than Gavin's life.[break][break]

Even still, the bat Pokemon has survived the explosion despite her intent to sacrifice it. It would retreat to somewhere safe - knowing it had a duty to keep Emma a secret despite her choice to leave him behind. When it was safe, it would find her. Perhaps it may even find and rescue the Lucario that had been left behind as it had.[break][break]

Emma hasn't shifted her gaze off of Gavin despite the silence between them. There's a mutual understanding between them, an unspoken realization. She meets his softened gaze with her own - but her gaze retains its steel. When he inclines to move on, she follows.

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[attr="class","mthread"]as the protect flickers away, a gust of wind breaks through. flecks of debris hit marcel's cheek as he swiftly returns his sylveon. "good job." he doesn't trust himself to be able to stand, but a floating metagross doesn't make for a subtle getaway. another AGILITY gets him out of sight while the ruckus is still going on.
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once he's back on the ground, marcel takes a moment to lean against his metagross. he lets out a shaky exhale. taking out his phone, he sends out a few texts. Emma Wolfe, Cillian Quinn, priam conrad, and--he'll probably regret this later but--marie jules all receive the same ok?. he doesn't have the energy to write much more.
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raising a hand to run through his hair, he instead finds his fingers running along his scar. this was no mossdeep, but it was still a reminder long overdue. for the first time in a while, he wonders what price he'd pay for returning to hoenn.
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"should've just stayed away," he mutters to himself. his metagross lets out quiet whirr.
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