Isaac spoke, and for once she did nothing but listen. Listen to his words as he pondered her statement. She said nothing, didn’t give him any replies, not because she did not want to, but because she could think of nothing that would not devolve into something accusatory.


Instead, she focused on the Ralts making its way over to her and her group. She gave the Ralts a thankful smile as the life-dew washed over them, easing the recovery of both her and the Sceptile.

Both trainer and Pokémon found the energy to get up, stand upon their feet once more. Only for Isaac to surprise her with a fake name.

A mild chuckle escaped her. “What, like the game?” She teased, as her face grew softer for a moment. “Well, Blackjack, if you ever want out of Rocket, let me know. The League could use more people like you.”

Why did it feel like this was reaching a natural conclusion? Perhaps because it was. And unfortunately for her, it seemed yet another attempt at capturing a member of Team Rocket had resulted in Failure.





OOC: CLASH (2/3)
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT:
- 10 IC post
- 250 Tie
- 100 Mission Completion.

Giving up so quickly, it didn’t sit right with Elinor. But she knew he was right. For all the fire power they had, if the other Soldiers of Team Rocket had the ability to powerup like that Eevee, they wouldn’t be able to handle it in those numbers.

“You heard him, we are pulling back.”

All of her Pokémon were quick to convene around her. She retrieved them back into their respective Pokéballs before summoning a Gardevoir. Taking it’s hand they disappeared into the void teleporting back to the nearest safe base for a moment's respite before they would be on again.



MP PROMPT: CAVE
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT
- 10 MP: IC POST
- 300 Mission Loss
- 100 Mission Completion

The Brief respite of setting up Sunny Day allowed the Hisuian Typhlosion to watch the development upon the battlefield with Eevee, Roaring Moon and the other of Josh’s Pokemon. It quickly put two and two together, and realized it was not only the love of fire-type attacks that they shared, but a preference for fighting alone.

Seeing how Josh sent Pokémon after Pokémon onto the field made it clear that the trainer did not understand. And so it quickly rushed in between the Meganium and the battle between Eevee and Roaring Moon, growling angrily as it tried to explain in no uncertain terms that Roaring Moon should be allowed this battle on its own.

While all of that was going on, the Golden Steelix had brought destruction upon its foes. Huge stony spikes erected, creating walls that were hard to pass for those incapable of flight. Perhaps even offering Eevee and the merry band of opponents an ‘arena’ all too themselves.



MP PROMPT: CAVE
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT
- 10 MP: IC POST
- 10 For assisting another character.

Shocking…

That was the best and perhaps only way to describe what happened. While Elinor knew that Pokéballs weren’t indestructible, she had never assumed that a wild Pokémon would target them.

It seemed a bit too smart, as if it had been taught to do so. It was definitely something a trainer might teach it to do. She had never actively taught her Pokémon to do it, she might have mentioned it once or twice.

But now was not the time to be lost in thought. The battle raged on.

Jalapeno was beaten, an Iron head making quick work of the fire-gator. Luckily Andrea was quick to send another Pokémon onto the field.

The Kangaskhan Mega evolved and attacked the Roaring Moon viciously. Distracted Elinor summoned one of her own Pokémon, this time keeping the Pokéball close by. A Swampert manifested by her side, light quickly enveloping it as it too Mega evolved and charged into battle.

A silverish aura surrounding its body as the SUPERPOWER gave it just that, before it would jump atop the Roaring Moon attempting to wrestle.

The Roaring Moon could not reach the Swampert, and so it tried to JAW LOCK the baby Kangaskhan instead.

OOC: INTERDREAM (1/2)
LOCATION: Ultra Deep Sea
PROMPT:
- 10 IC POST
- 10 Assist another pokemon/trainer
- 10 Mega Evolve

Her pleading words were like a dull razor’s edge dragged along bare skin. While surely it was nothing compared to the pain and fear Eris had felt.

A dull sensation began to spread in her body, like phantom pains shooting through her as pressure grew. She wasn’t certain this was her own doing. But whether or not it was, the pain was real enough.

A faint golden glint catches Elinor’s eyes, and she looks toward it, seeing the tail and the vague form of Mesprit alongside hearing its sad trill.

Her heart began to pump, her body began to grow tense, as memories flooded back. She had seen Mesprit before. It had been there on THAT day.

Some part of her wanted to latch on to the sorrow and powerlessness that she felt from back then. But she pushed it away, chained it down as she focused on Eris. She would not succumb like Josh had.

The past was in the past, she could not change it.

And so instead she used all of her willpower to let soothing words leave her mouth. “I know, Eris. I do not blame you for protecting yourself.”



MISSION: STRETCH OF THE IMAGINATION
LOCATION: Shoal Cave

Tempest Quinn didn’t have to honor such a deal, she knew there was nothing stopping him from promising one thing, then doing something else.

But the sight of Eele being consumed made her desperate to save her Pokémon from such a fate.

With the belts in hand the Aggron glared at the now captor. His eyes filled with fury and frustration. His body tense as he fought back the urge to charge.

“I won’t. You have my word on that.”

And with that she would allow Temp to restrain her in any way he deemed fit.

And the Aggron would attempt to do the one thing it could do for Elinor. Keep the other Pokémon safe by running away.



OOC: CLASH (3/3)
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT:
- 10 for IC POST

With the Sceptile cradled on her lap, she listened to Isaac’s story.

She noted the time he mentioned. Half a year would've placed it sometime around the Meteno incident. For a moment she feared that perhaps it had happened doing the Littleroot Ordeal, that perhaps she had even had a hand in it.

“For a member of Team Rocket, you are awfully soft, are you not?” She spoke, the small hints of a smile on her face.

“Or perhaps I’ve just been jaded by the constant catastrophes and conflict of the region.” When had she grown so accustomed to the thought of taking lives that she had so readily attacked Isaac and his Pokémon?

“Either way, an apology is in order.” She lowered her head apologetically. “I am sorry.”

(This might be the first genuine apology from a politician in Hoennian history, too bad there was no journalists to take a photo.)

“I never got your name, Mr.?”




OOC: CLASH (2/3)
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT:
- 10 IC post

A name was given surprisingly easy. Of course it could be a fake name, same thing with the occupation.

And yet, her story could make sense given the circumstances of the place and what was going on.

Honestly Elinor WANTED to believe this woman. She didn’t WANT to see Rocket everywhere. But she couldn’t be certain.

“Indeed, especially with all those Rockets running around. We can’t be too careful.” Elinor eyed Shizue for a reaction.

“Do you have any identification on you that can confirm your identity?” A trainer card would do. Elinor just needed to make sure she really was who she claimed to be.

Still, Steelix towered above the both of them with a distrustful gaze, looking for even a mild hint of betrayal to act upon.

OOC: COMMS (1/2)
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPTS
- 10 IC POST

“Well that’s unfortunate.”

Elinor sighed, and then released her Pokémon.

A Clodsire took to the field, a wide excited grin on its lips as it introduced itself with a friend “Cloooooood.”

“This ain’t the time to be friendly Chloe.” She reminded the Clodsire. The Pokémon nodded. And without further ado tentacles sprouted from its back, extending toward the Absol with a POISON JAB.

Elinor gave a quick glance to Lapras as she gave the command. “Deal with any reinforcements.”

Elinor was certain there would be some when the sound of battle entered the mist.



OOC: COMMS (2/2)
LOCATION: Ultra Deep Sea
PROMPT:
- 10 IC POST

Dragapult disappeared. Aggron looked around trying to guess which direction it would emerge from. But behind it was the last place it thought off, and so he felt a draconic tail slashing down at him, which was an altogether not too pleasant experience.

He knew he had to do something, find some way to turn the tide of battle. He needed to deliver a decisive strike. He tapped into the power that lay dormant within him, his body began to glow and Mega-Evolve as he spun around aiming to bewilder the Dragapult with his change while delivering a powerful SHADOW CLAW.

Elinor’s eyes stayed on the blades, following their trajectory as she prepared to dodge them. Unfortunately it meant she did not see Jayden’s Sticky Glob.

But Kommo-o did. He saw both, he knew there was only one thing he could do to save her from both. A metallic sheen ran over his body, as crystals began to donn him like armor, especially on his head.

By the time he pushed Elinor away from the incoming attacks, the terastalization was complete, and the now STEEL type felt not only the stickiness hitting his feet but the ghastly blades bearing down upon him. Taking to him as best they could, and though painful, it was naught compared to if he hadn’t type-changed.

With the Doublade this close, there was only one plan of attack. The Kommo-o would attempt to grab both blades and electrocute them with an improvised version of THUNDER PUNCH.



OOC: POSTDORM - Bracketed fight.
LOCATION: Ultra Deep Sea
TLDR:
- Aggron is hit by PHANTOM FORCE
- Aggron Mega Evolves (Round: 1/3) and attempts to use SHADOW CLAW
- Kommo-o terastalizes and pushes Elinor to safety before taking both Glob and Aerial Ace.
- Kommo-o attempts to grab Doublade and do a modified THUNDER PUNCH

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The woman answered, albeit a bit vaguely. Still a name and occupation was given alongside a threat of self defense.

Now that was a curious choice, almost as if this woman didn’t recognize Elinor as a member of the Council. Maybe she didn’t or maybe she simply had a reason to be defensive toward members of the League.

“For use in what?”

Something edged her on, and Elinor wasn’t about to fight this gut feeling that was sure to be true.

“Whatever it is you are doing here can wait. If you have some proper ID on you now is the time to show it otherwise I am taking you in for questioning.”

The Sceptile stepped forward none-too-pleased with the woman’s escape. The leaves near its elbows glowing an ominous green. A clear message that a fight would break out if the request was not met.



OOC: CLASH (1/3)
LOCATION: ULTRA DEEP SEA
PROMPT:
- 10 IC POST

Andrea tried to comfort. Elinor gave her a nod. While the effort was appreciated it did little to soothe the pain. An old scar had been torn open and the emotional blood spilled.

Unfortunately one bout of sadness rarely came alone. The temperature dropped as Andrea remembered the Glaciate and the victim it grabbed. The area changed, bending to the whims of emotions and memories.

Elinor was locked in grief, Minh too found herself unable to act.

But Andrea did not share the same weakness. She jumped into action, heroically putting herself between Elinor and the Roaring Moon as it charged at them. A Fuecoco was summoned, and terastelized and the power of the Springtide storm that it summoned was quick to push the dragon back.

Its claws dug deep into the dream-ground as it tried to fight the push back.

Finally Elinor convinced her body to act. With a quick glance she confirmed that Minh was not capable of doing so. While she was a fighter, she was still very much a child at heart.

Elinor retrieved Minh back into her Pokéball and fetched one of her Fairy types for combat. She threw the Pokéball into the air, intent on releasing an Aromatisse.

But the manifested Nightmare was not going to stand there and watch as another opponent would take to the field. NO! The same aura as before coated it as it jumped into action, going into the air and soaring just inches above them before landing on the other side.

Elinor gasped in surprise. And then in fear as she realized the pop of the Pokéball never came. She quickly spun around and saw the one thing all trainers feared to see.

The Roaring Moon held the Pokéball in its jaws, the release mechanism was kept from going off through sheer force.

“No, don’t!”

For a moment there had been hesitation in the Roaring Moon’s mind, but then it seemed something pushed it to action. It’s jaws chomped down. A sickening crunchy sound of technology breaking told Elinor all that she needed to know.

She almost didn’t dare look at the pieces of Pokéball and something pink and mushy was spat out, landing on the ground. The Aromatisse she had attempted to summon never had the chance to leave its Pokéball. She realized then, what stood before her weren’t Gon, or at least not entirely.

Yet the Roaring Moon seemed confused, bewildered and even sad as it looked down. Only for it to look at the two women and the one Pokémon still out. Its eyes went thin predatory once more as it roared at them.


OOC: INTERDREAM (1/2)
LOCATION: Ultra Deep Sea
PROMPT:
- 10 IC POST
- 200 (Death of Fodder Aromatisse)

The sudden stripping caught her by surprise, even if it shouldn’t have. The sight of tattoos more so. Perhaps the curiosity that she felt was plastered on her face, for Lars muttered a would be answer. She said nothing, but gave him a nod.

And so they waited. The Talonflame that had been keeping watch high above descended to join them in the waiting. Making small chippy bird sounds as it enjoyed the heat.

A cold shiver suddenly ran down Elinor’s spine as she felt the wind chilling before a sudden explosion of ice announced the appearance of the icy mirage.

Elinor stayed quiet as Lars interacted with the icy bird. She remembered all too well their last attempt at communication, and honestly she was surprised it had deigned to show itself here.




OOC: The Search for Moltress begins!
LOCATION: Mt. Chimney