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a moment of respite [dw]

POSTED ON Mar 18, 2019 4:37:58 GMT

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she is correct in her assessment: he has things he wants to do here in hoenn; no, there are things he has to do. hoenn will soon feel his wrath more than it already has.

his mind wanders to the past, imagining what it would have been like if he had chosen johto over hoenn. johto is easy: the border it shares with kanto will prove to be its downfall, more than it already has. rocket already has roots deep within johto and when the time comes it to will fall.

and so, for her reason, she has earned the slightest bit of his respect.

she makes quick work of the pokemon that approaches from the water, sending it in the opposite direction only to leave the clefable to him.

"no. no we don't."

without the slightest care, silas releases his metang and doesn't even turn to watch the battle. his eyes seem to be fixated out on the waves.

like gengar, metang makes quick work of the clefable. silas throws a pokeball at it.

there is something about the girl that is oddly interesting, so, he asks.

"what business do you have in hoenn?"

-catching clefable!

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POSTED ON Mar 14, 2019 4:18:33 GMT

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the man that stands before him has long exceeded his allowed amount of arrogance, bordering on silas' which he simply cannot allow. if silas was more expressive he would be laughing to the heavens right now, disbelieved at how wrong the balance in the room is.

"you fucking clown."

venom drenches his words, his tone, as his eyes glare.

"you've given me nothing and yet you expect more in return. you 're still breathing right now because i am allowing you to. i can take that away at any given moment. know your place."

his breaths are timed; in, out, in, out, as he steps closer to the man. both hands slide into his pockets, and if the man is observant enough he would see the hidden threat that looms.

"where is the entity?"

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POSTED ON Mar 13, 2019 2:58:37 GMT

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this isn't a discussion between two parties, no, this is a presentation.

when the masked man turns his back, silas has to stifle the urge to shoot him in the back of the head right then and there. he should have; perhaps it was a mistake not to, because the man keeps talking, sentence after sentence, word after word, testing silas' patience that continues to be resilient for reasons unknown.

at the mention of dahlia goode, he almost snaps. almost. see, the man's mistake is assuming that the events of that night were not under his control, that he somehow lost her to sloppy amateurs responding to a distress signal that he initiated. no, dahlia was rescued because of him. the rescue team survived because of him. call it mercy from a man known for giving none.

what does strike a soft spot, however, is the fact that he did in fact lose dahlia, just not on that particular night but on a night months before that, before rocket even struck slateport. he hides his true emotions well.

the topic shifts from the league to something that peaks his interest. he narrows his eyes as the man nears, but snatches the envelope away to look at the picture. something not of this earth.

"tell me where i can find it."

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POSTED ON Mar 12, 2019 9:23:43 GMT

they are not alone.

the masked man makes his grand appearance through the doorway, pep in his voice, and starts his introduction. for the moment, silas listens to what he has to say. no use can come from being brash, no matter how much be wants to smash the man's head in.

"and are you the weaker hand?"

it's an interesting thought that he takes a moment to consider. the goal has always, always been to possess the stronger hand, to be the stronger hand, and for the most part he has succeeded. but what the man is proposing is different, so much so that silas allows him to continue.

"strong, weak, it doesn't matter, not when i control who has what."

silas slaps at the man's left hand.

"tell me how the weak can be powerful."

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a moment of respite [dw]

POSTED ON Mar 12, 2019 9:11:32 GMT

"i don't like the sun."

two distinct memories come to mind:

a quiet day; he spends it in his student apartment, sick because he chose to stay out exploring the outskirts of slateport while it rained. now, he rests in his bed, awakening from a long nap. he notices how elegantly the sunlight seems to shine through the cracks in the curtains. it makes him feel peaceful.

a warm day; he spends it with dahlia goode, out at some local coffee shop because the both of them got sick of studying in a cramped-up library that only made them feel suffocated. he remembers the taste of the cappuccino, remembers the expression she always makes when deep in thought. he longs for the warmth he felt that day.

a laugh breaks him free from his thoughts, dragging him back into the present. he shakes his head, clears his throat, and grunts softly.

"you're a long way from home. picked a bad time to go traveling."

but she seems to be making the most out of it. finally turning his head just enough, he takes her in and her gengar. it's a dangerous pokemon and yet it's not the most threatening thing on the beach with them.

"you should go home soon. while you still can."

Erin Caulfield

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POSTED ON Mar 11, 2019 2:49:12 GMT

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"this is the next target."

he says, towering over a large table that has a strategic map constructed on top of it. a single index finger looms over a city.

"are you sure? that's...not an easy target."

there's a pause that encapsulates the silence of the room. he takes a moment, glaring

"make preparations, one week."

he turns, leaving.

"yes, sir."

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months have passed and still slateport remains a desolate, dark wasteland with no natural inhabitants, only invaders, conquerors. it serves as a reminder to the league, to the region, of what's to come. they can spend years preparing for it only to be caught off guard because that is what he does best: he strikes with unpredictable ferocity and aggression that is unrivaled.

on the outskirts of slateport stands a sole buildng thats empty, but it now serves another purpose. he's inside, standing on the third floor that was once a beautiful garden. all that remains is wrinkled plants and shriveled flowers. this is where he waits for a meeting that was unpredicted, and perhaps that is why it caught his interest.

the darkness of the night sky cascades over him as he waits.

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a moment of respite [dw]

POSTED ON Mar 11, 2019 2:18:49 GMT

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for a man with so much power, to not be able to break free from the chains of his past that shackle him, holding him back, locking him in place, that is what keeps him human. even a small pebble in a rushing stream holds enough significance, and each day that pebble continues to grow and mutate. he can feel control slipping through his fingers and yet there's nothing he can do to stop it.

the beach he sits on is both the first and last place he visited when last in hoenn. his eyes gaze out at the strong waves that roll, cascading for moments before breaking, coming to an inevitable crash. he feels the warm waters underneath his feet, engulfing for moments before residing. it's hypnotic in a way: it holds his attention for what seem like forever.

until a singular voice breaks it.

"boring weather."

the fact that he didn't hear her is cause for concern that he rightfully chooses to ignore. her relaxed nature is a stark contrast to the ruined city that stands behind them in the near distance. perhaps that is why she holds his interest. or maybe it's the odd sight of a gengar on sand.

"it's always hot, but i'm guessing you aren't a native. or maybe you just like the sun far too much." he takes a moment to ponder. "which is it?"

Erin Caulfield

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ask the dust [ duo/w ]

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2019 17:36:57 GMT

a gift. silas narrows his eyes, warry of what sinclair might have in store for him. "how kind of you." he glances upwards, following sinclair's gaze up to the shadow that looms in the distant sky. it's approaching.

silas' gaze is broken by the sudden appearance of a beedrill; its loud buzzing of its wings gives it away and along with it, its TWINEEDLE attack what's aimed straight for the rocket boss. he side steps it, in true anime antagonist style.

it has guts; or at least, enough.

"don't kill it."

rhyperior grunts. STONE EDGE bursts out of either sides of the bug-type and slams against each other. the beedrill is squashed, but still alive enough for silas to toss a pokeball onto it.

by now the shadow descends far enough for him to make sense of it. a hydreigon arrives.

dominic sinclair + capturing beedrill!

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cold fame

POSTED ON Mar 1, 2019 17:28:22 GMT

power comes from many things: fear, for one, is what silas uses to instill his position as rocket leader. but he's smart enough to know that fear cannot be solely relied on, especially in an organization like this where the ranks are so fickle and the members are known for stabbing each other in the backs; and right now, silas has a target on his.

he always does.

"you're welcome."

marie's question is met with a brief moment of silence where he gathers his words. "it is one of the targets, yes." he has to trust someone enough because holding it all in his head will result in chaos. he clicks his tongue and furrows his brows, but continues.

"it's how i'll destabilize hoenn. take down its foundations until it's left with nothing. oldale is another. dewford is another. they're easy targets, it's just a matter of which one i feel like striking first."

pausing for a moment, he looks down at her.

"what do you want to do, marie?"

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sauvetage [ mission | de ]

POSTED ON Feb 23, 2019 12:32:36 GMT

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torkoal's PROTECT.

tyranitar's STONE EDGE.

alakazam's TELEPORT.

will it be enough?

Stormy Silph and kyle lopez: what kyle said is true: running would have sealed stormy's fate. thankfully, stormy listened and stayed by his side. his tyranitar sets up their defenses with powerful and precise STONE EDGES that surround them.

torkoal is lifted into the air and RAPID SPINS to set up PROTECT. the combined effort is enough to secure their safety. fire and debris blow past them, threatening the structural integrity of the STONE EDGE but torkoal's PROTECT keeps them safe.

unfortunately, it does not keep torkoal safe enough. the PROTECT eventually cracks under the immense pressure. the blast is enough to kill torkoal as debris pierce into its skin, ripping it apart.

chandelure is fine. and everything inside the STONE EDGE is fine.

Thomas Benoit and @natsu: things progress too quickly and perhaps, in a fit of panic, thomas' alakazam messes up. the recall of galvantula is attempted but the red beam never hits the bug-type.

similarly, an unfortunate mishap happens as natsu attempts to recall her magneton. whether she misses or something obscures her, it's unclear, but what is clear is the fate of the steel-type.

as the alakazam TELEPORTS away with the two interpol agent in its arms, they are unable to see what becomes of their pokemon. natsu's magneton melts to the immense flames. thomas' galvantula becomes a burnt delicacy.

the two of them land safely outside, far away enough from the blast radius.

with the rescue team safe, the blast soon dwindles down into nothing. it looks as though the mission is over.

but, the question now is: at what cost?

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Casual [FF]

POSTED ON Feb 22, 2019 18:26:23 GMT

golurk is a familiar pokemon. silas watches as his underling takes charge of the situation with the help of his zoroark. he crosses his arms just as the dark-type lunges forward for a NIGHT DAZE. all it takes is a solid one-two combo to take the golurk down.

so comes the end of the second wave.

"not bad."

it's the most priam will get out of his rocket boss. as the third wave approaches, he hears the footsteps and recognizes it as a sableye. it's fast and agile and his suspicions are confirmed when he sees its glowing eyes.

there are four of them.

silas will help with one and only one. whistle. a precise DISCHARGE leaves the luxray and zaps at one of the sableye, taking it to the ground.

the remaining are for priam to handle and that much is clear when silas turns his head to watch.

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POSTED ON Feb 22, 2019 7:31:32 GMT

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ittle by little, he sees the cracks starting to form in her pride. songbird will break eventually, the question is simply: when. he's left time to ponder on it as she makes her approach. joseph struggles and struggles but his efforts are useless after a swift stomp that breaks the bridge of his nose. silas doesn't even bother to look down. all eyes are on songbird as she sheds her facade to become who she truly is.

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evelyn silph: a killer.

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the knife is rammed right into his chest. silas feels the impact of it; he also feels the pressure under his feet suddenly fade away. all it takes is a single moment to take away a life. he feels joseph's leave the very plane of existence; all that stubbornly lingers is guilt, but it isn't be silas who it haunts.

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finally, he takes his foot off and takes a step back. a small grin is present on his face, practically plastered on as he looks at songbird, who's left cradling a dead man in her lap. "i am." slowly, he turns away and approaches victoria with power and vigor in his steps. before reaching her, he pauses to turn around. he looks down at evelyn.

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"are you?"

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looming over victoria, silas stands with his hands by his sides for what seems like forever, silent, before kneeling down to caress her cheek. naturally, she slaps him away, but he persists. "do you see this?" he asks as his gentle caress turns violent. he grabs her by her jaw and forces her to look at what's left of her groom. such a precious day, ruined.

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"this is your fault. and now, you'll have to live with your mistake."

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the PSYCHIC that held the doors now dissipates. doors swing open, allowing fresh air to enter and trapped souls to leave. the crowd scatters in a fit of panic. the authorities will be here soon, or maybe they already are, either way, silas releases his grip and turns to evelyn.

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"let's go."

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POSTED ON Feb 21, 2019 5:50:35 GMT

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he fear: it pours out of them as if the brave face they had put on was simply a facade. a dam just waiting to break. no matter how hard they continue to fight, he hears the cracking of the dam in their voice; how it trembles and quakes under his presence. all that's left for them to do is to accept their fate.

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but it will not be silas who seals it.

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grunts need to be put in their place. "songbird," is no different. he snaps his head towards her, brows furrowing at the nature of her words. "come here."

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hesitation is to be expected but he seeks to squash it out. "now." the command in his voice is present even without the need to raise it. songbird will walk over.

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with joseph still squirming under his feet, silas says:

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"kill him."

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POSTED ON Feb 20, 2019 2:46:01 GMT

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ismagius evokes not only a MYSTICAL FIRE that surrounds the crowd but also piercing screams that fill the room. terror flows through the hearts of the poor souls left to be at the mercy of a man known for showing none.

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as songbird is delegated to crowd control, silas takes a rightful step forward and stands in front of the brave bride and groom. he supposes they should feel lucky. grunts do not usually have the luxury of having their boss remember their names.

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"joseph. victoria."

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foolish. joseph, clad in a cheap suit, lunges forward with a punch in a desperate attempt to perhaps buy time for his bride. "run, vic!" silas takes the punch, seemingly unfazed by the pain only to return one with more vigor. joseph stumbles backwards, tripping to the ground, and silas closes in.

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victoria, victoria. how valiant in her efforts to save her almost-husband. she comes prepares with a holster containing her pokeballs strapped around her thigh, but by the time she reaches for one, silas has done the same.

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her scizor's BULLET PUNCH is swiftly met by metang's IRON DEFENSE. the attack collides against the body of the metang and that's all it does. metang is stronger. metang is faster. BULLET PUNCH and METEOR MASH leaves the scizor with no option but to survive.

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drawing a knife out of his holster, silas throws it right at victoria's thigh. with her groom literally under silas' feet, struggling to wiggle his way out, it looks as though all hope is lost.

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"was it worth it?"

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