The Kommo-o Couldn’t set up another barrier in time. Though it tried to move out of the swing, the blade was quick enough for the edge to Glance at it. The pain was wrought, but it fought through it and decided to return the favor. Electricity ran from its shoulder and into its fist as it tried to slam a THUNDER PUNCH into the ghastly sword Pokémon.

Meanwhile, the Aggron had some success with the Rock Slide, but of course, the Starmie replied in kind using Psychic powers to launch several rocks back at them. The Aggron did its best to dodge those directly aimed at it and guard the Kommo-o against those that were aimed at it.

Getting hit by psychic-fueled rocks in the face was never pleasant. But the pain washed over him like water and dripped away just as quickly. In return the Aggron Launched yet another barrage of ROCK SLIDE in the direction of the Starmie, hopefully forcing it down on ground level where his more suited battle companion could handle it.



OOC: Takes place sometime before Aqua Assembly PT.3
BATTLE FORMAT: Traditional Battle (2v2)
LOCATION: Slateport City

Elinor glared at Callan, not in an insulting way but in an oh-please-don’t-mention-me-now way. But that didn’t dissuade Callan from mentioning her steep uphill climb on the socio-political ladder.

“Yes, I’ve heard about that. I dare say that’s quite a feat for someone so young.” Geena's smile of mixed pride and worry was beamed toward Elinor. But no more as Callan continued speaking.

“You would be correct, at least for me. But I will remember your offer, should I ever reconsider it.” Geena replied. No, her time for battling was over. Quagsire nodded in understanding. While it enjoyed the occasional bout nowadays. It had grown older and content watching the youngsters bout.

But of course, the topic of battles would not keep the party for long. Geena saw the question coming from a mile away. For as much as Callan tried to hide it, she knew Elinor would not part with her past easily, especially the embarrassing parts. For as much as she tried to deny it. She was very much her parent’s offspring.

“I might have a few.” She turned her gaze towards Elinor, who seemed a bit tense. “But they are not for me to share.”

Elinor seemed to ease a bit.

“With that said, I am sure even she understands that curiosity must be sated.” A mischievous smile appeared on the green-haired woman. Elinor tensed tenfold. “Unfortunately, Elinor was rather well behaved, for a kid.” The tinges of grimness laced at the edges of those words, as both women shared an understanding look.

“However, there is one anecdote that does put a smile on my face when I remember back to it.” Geena began. “I am sure she’s already informed you about the stance her parents took on owning Pokémon, as dumb of a stance as it is, I am sure they had their reasons for it. However, – “ Geena paused for a breath. “- Once her interest in Pokémon battles awoke, she did everything in her power to get her own Pokémon. First, she tried haggling with her parents. But of course, she was denied. However, let’s just say that when Elinor puts her mind on something, no is not an answer she accepts,” Geena shared yet another look with Elinor. They knew it was an unfortunate trait shared amongst most Andersons.

“So, using her allowance she bought a Pokémon, a real fine specimen too had a pedigree and everything. What kind of Pokémon was it now…” Geena pretended to not remember.

Elinor looked down in defeat. “It was a Whismur.”

“Ah yes! Mur the Whismur.” Geena couldn’t keep back the chuckle. “A really loud little fella. But for the week that she managed to keep it hidden it was the life of the party. And Elinor did all that she could to keep it hidden from her parents. From bribing members of the staff to hiding it in the most unlikely places. If there was a method she could employ, she would.”

Geena’s eyes grew a bit sad. “Alas, they did find the poor thing…” A moment of silence was shared between Geena and Elinor as they both remembered back to the Whismur. Elinor wondered where it was now after she had been forced to sell the Whismur.


NPC: Geena Essert / AS OF YET UNNAMED KID
OOC: Takes place Post-Darkest day, but pre-Cyberchase conclusion
LOCATION: Pacifidlog Town

Ivysaur looked thoughtfully towards the Torchic. It didn’t seem quite at the point where debating was a hook for its attention.

Ivysaur did not mind. Instead, it merely nodded when shedding energy was brought up, then returned to its thoughtful folds when the Torchic asked for tips.

“Sleeping is a lot like exercising.” The Ivysaur began “The more you do it, the better you become at it.” Wise words that had been passed down from Parent to child throughout his long line of Grass-Type Pokémon. He remembered fondly how his father often slept twelve hours a day, a noteworthy feat with an ungodly amount of rambunctious saplings running around.

“But a full belly and sated thirst help a lot as well.” He nodded a bit, perhaps more to himself than the bird.





OOC: Mission thread for DAYCARE PLAYDATE
LOCATION: SLATEPORT -> UPPER DISTRICT

Josh being in character was only mildly surprising. And so she was ready to play pretend scared when Josh proclaimed that no spirit could escape his wrath. She did her best shivering impression, but alas her costume did not make it easy to spot.

And so she quickly halted the ghastly shivering. “I figured you would.” She spoke with a friendly tone.

Josh quickly summoned a serious topic for a moment. Her mask hid her facial expression, but thoughtful worry painted itself upon her. “I am glad to see that your dream still lives on. Do remember to not get lost in the hunt, but I am sure I do not need to remind you of that.” Elinor said. But she knew it would do little to halt Josh’s eagerness for Raikou.

Meanwhile, the Bagon gazed upon the Raikou-knight, clearly not impressed.

“Oh, a Haunted House, how exciting?!” Elinor said. Mask hid the smile that was growing on her lips. “But yes, Minh here has been looking forward to Trick and Treating, so let’s do that first.” The Bagon yipped in exciting anticipation, as it made gestures for the group to get a move on.

They were wasting precious candy gathering time.


COSTUME: THIS + A real Cofagrigus mask (Yes there is holes for her eyes)
OOC: Mission thread for TRICKING OR TREATING
LOCATION: Verdanturf Town

While she would have liked to be the head of the entourage, she saw the folly in taking such a role when they had someone like Gabriel in their midst. The clash of approaches between the two would have only worked against them. And so she said naught, letting the group decide for GABRIEL BLACK to take the lead.

And just in time, it seemed.

Her attention turned towards a similar group of Sea Hoenn residents that approached them. Her eyes widened when they laid upon the woman leading them. A sea-aligned mirror was seemingly approaching her. It took all her professional skill to not look more surprised.

Elinor’s gaze glanced toward the rest of her group. If they were surprised by the choice of sea envoy, then they didn’t show it.

Thoughts began to stir. She felt conflicted. While she had wanted to meet her counterpart. She found it slightly unsettling, if not a bit worrying, that she should so readily appear and in a position of some significance no less. This seemed a bit too convenient.

Perhaps this was a case of the kettle calling the pot black, but how and why was her sea counterpart chosen to approach them as an envoy? Surely their leader acted with purpose. There had to be some reason plot or whatnot behind it.

And then she realized she had been letting her thoughts run rampant. She took a small breath and returned her attention to her counterpart as GABRIEL BLACK replied and MATIAS SILPH asked questions. Both seemed to forget one important detail that even her counterpart remembered.

A proper greeting.

“Hello there,” Elinor said, giving a small courteous bow in the direction of the sea-Elinor and her entourage. “Since this is my first time meeting you or any of your compatriots – “ She sends a quick gesture towards those whom sea Elinor had appeared with. “- A proper greeting is in order.” She took a short moment to breathe. “And while I can only speak for myself, I consider It a pleasure to meet you all.” She beamed the sea group with a truthful smile. For while their purpose here was somewhat grim, she felt an almost childish curiosity slowly surfacing.

Perhaps a bit too friendly? She would have to decide on that later.

With those words spoken, she had perhaps done her part for now. Hopefully, they wouldn’t appear as impolite barbarians to the people of sea Hoenn.

TLDR:
- Acknowledges GABRIEL BLACK as the wisest choice for head of the group
- Surprise.gif at sea!Elinor
- Considers it a bit to convenient that it is her counterpart that appears. (sus much)
- Realizes nobody actually did a proper polite greeting and Does so #Let'sBeFriendsOkay?

OOC: N/A
LOCATION: Rustboro City - Dimensional Pocket

@seahoenn

Elinor listened thoughtfully to the explanation that Josh Dragomir provided. It sounded reasonable, though she had to admit the technicalities of this were beyond her, for now. Nevertheless, the technology was sure to be a boon and as long as safety was in order then she had no qualms with it.

And so the meeting moved on. Some more people talked, she had no more to add. Though she did find the sound of annalise henderson’s proposition rather intriguing. But alas it was not her choice to make on that matter. And so she had no more to add to the conversation.

She allowed the meeting to peter out, as people went their separate ways. She even grabbed one of the Pizza packages, somehow one of them had gone untouched, and so she wowed to take it with her and perhaps consume it tomorrow.

The thought of cold pizza was appealing to her as she went to leave the meeting now that there was no more to be done or said. She definitely needed something appealing to deal with the icky residual anger that she still felt after her outburst.



OOC: Round Rewards Earned
TLDR:
- Has nothing more to add
- Grabs Pizza
- Leaves to go eat her Pizza and feel better after the anger.

@toobloodymany

When Callan texted for help, she had felt nothing short of ecstatic. It was so nice to know that he thought she was reliable enough, even with her busy schedule. She had briefly met up with him and the rest of the group at the Camper’s Summit, where they made a plan before parting ways.

“Then I will take the Abandoned Mines,” Elinor stated.

Though now that she was here walking towards one of four areas, she had to question what he had gotten into. For a brief moment, she played with the idea of this being Callan’s secret way of getting her to participate in a music video… But surely, even Callan wouldn’t stoop so low.

Anyhow, with eyes peeled, she made her way towards the Abandoned Mines. Slightly behind her, the large Hisuian Braviary trotted along with leisurely steps. Like its trainer it peered out into the vicinity to spot anything weird using its KEEN EYEs, for surely this shared feeling of being watched had to come from somewhere, right?

Anyhow, the pair halted once they reached the Mine entrance and its lazily thrown-together attempt at a blockage. But neither passed it just yet, first they began to study the entrance and its surrounding area to see if they could find any clues. The Fancy HoloGlasses given to the Rangers by Josh Dragomir rested gently on the bridge of her nose doing their best to make her search easier.



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OOC: GHOOOSTS
LOCATION: Fortree City -> Route 119 (Cordoned Campsite)

TLDR:
- Arrives at the place
- Announces she is going to the Abandoned Mines
- Starts looking for clues there. Using h!Braviary's KEEN EYES to help.

Callan Young, Laurence Anderson, Killian Decker

Poaching was always an issue, but usually, it was an issue far away in places like the Safari Zone or Fortree City. And so, when it happened in what was practically her backyard, it felt almost personal. And so she had dressed in her ranger Uniform, complete with the new fancy HoloVision glasses.

Fully equipped with a uniform, tech, and as many powerful Pokémon as she could carry. She made her way towards the last sighting of this poacher group. The Poachers had supposedly made their way into the Rustboro tunnel. While she wanted to go in there guns blazing, even she figured it unwise to do so.

And so she waited for her partner for this mission. And while doing so, played around with the settings on the glasses. Slowly learning each intricate detail until she managed to get the heat-seeker function going.

Though some might call it unwise to play with new equipment in the wild. She felt safe enough while accompanied by the Lime-green and Pink Kommo-o that stood by her side attentively looking for anyone approaching.

Speaking off. It began to growl lightly alerting Elinor to the approaching Josh Dragomir as he entered the tunnel. She turned to the approaching person and gave him a small greeting wave.



OOC: N/A
LOCATION: RUSTBORO CITY -> RUSTURF TUNNEL

Entering the place, Elinor was quickly struck with melancholy. It pained to see her people pained like this. And then when the woman appeared almost frantic in her utterings, the pain grew tenfold. But she kept her smile strong and bright.

Paxton went to work, ever the professional, she had nothing but praising words for such dedication. But his sole focus seemed not to please the older woman, and so she turned her attention to Elinor.

But Elinor was prepared. She met the woman with an understanding smile She grabbed the woman’s hand in a firm secure grip before the older woman could clasp them around Elinor’s own. “I understand this must be so very frustrating.” She gave the woman words of comfort before she asked. “But if I may, what exactly makes you think it’s The Dessert shop in Sootopolis that is the cause of this?” She inquired.

OOC: N/A
LOCATION: Lilycove City