the MANECTRIC ICE FANGS the TANGROWTH, the super-effective attack freezing the adhesive as well. the mass of vines groans in pain, but a pulse of healing brushes over everyone in the GRASSY TERRAIN...[break][break]

at the same time, the DRAGONITE STRIKES THE GOGOAT with its tail.[break][break]

however, the GOGOAT seems relatively unphased. it shakes off its brief stupor; the terastallization augmenting the EXTREME SPEED'S startling strength. however, the GRASSY TERRAIN had activated the GOGOAT'S GRASS PELT ABILITY; its DEFENSES are a hardy thicket.[break][break]

"POWER WHIP." elijah says. [break][break]

the TANGROWTH complies first.[break][break]

its vines attempt to wrap around the MANECTRIC with a violent snap, while the GOGOAT, aiming to take advantage of its new position, attempts to press its horns against the canine.[break][break]

"you're all crazy. attacking a random guy who didn't even strike first." elijah barks, voice aggressive and raw. "think about it... let me go, and i'll let the manectric go too."

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Josh Devlin alec foster[break]

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TL;DR: elijah's gogoat and tangrowth are hit; gogoat's defenses are heightened by grass pelt, able to brush off the attack some. tangrowth attempts to wrap the manectric tight with POWER WHIP. gogoat presses horn toward manectric in threatening manner.

elijah is blinded. though the smoke affects him too, it is the kaleidoscopic light of terastallization and the residual retinopathy of alec foster's scatterbang that he has not accounted for.[break][break]

he cusses. though the SMOKESCREEN stealths the adhesive on the ground, he too, is subject to the plume.[break][break]

elijah is pounced on by SABER, THE MANECTRIC and the DISCHARGE rattles through his body. his FROGADIER leaps out in time. its lithe body is able to weave through electric bolt and whip—but outnumbered like this, it can not evade the DRAGON TAIL of a DRAGONITE.[break][break]

the apothecary grumbles as the frog is returned to its ball.[break][break]

"oh you fuckers." elijah rips two pokeballs out from his waistbelt.

a TANGROWTH emerges alongside a GOGOAT and immediately, the former sets a GRASSY TERRAIN as it moves toward the MANECTRIC.[break][break]

the GOGOAT lunges for alec foster's DRAGONITE to prevent it from assisting, its horns glowing bright green for an empowered LEAF BLADE.

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Josh Devlin alec foster[break]
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TL;DR: elijah pounced by manectric; frogadier "fainted" (returned to ball). while on the ground, elijah summons tangrowth and gogoat. tangrowth sets grassy terrain and moves toward manectric, while gogoat tries to leaf blade dragonite.

discreetly, elijah splatters the smoke-smothered floor with a STICKY GLOB. it is made out of a horrid adhesive derived from the realm's ultra beasts. should any pokemon—or human for that matter—grace gummy strip, they would find themselves stuck.[break][break]

that is why elijah hopes the SMOKESCREEN had bought him time and stealth—even with the light of TERASTALLIZATION & ILLUMINA.[break][break]

after all, these stubborn league trainers were more focused on him than the floor.[break][break]

and while alec foster's DRAGONITE attempts to EXTREMESPEED through the gunk, elijah retaliates.[break][break]

"just defending myself from your aggression!" elijah says dryly.[break][break]

his FROGADIER, who remains nestled comfortably against his chest, fires a HYDRO PUMP toward the TAUNTING ABSOL.

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Josh Devlin alec foster[break]
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the gall of the league to strike someone unarmed. no pokemon in sight apart from theirs. typical, elijah thinks. typical that the league would aggress when they believe they have the upperhand.[break][break]

when alec terastallizes his dragonite, the apothecary sighs; he's resigned to the inevitability of a fight, but he'll play the game a little while longer.[break][break]

from his robe, a frogadier spews a SMOKESCREEN. elijah's cloaked by the murky plume, the grey smoke mingling with the pink.[break][break]

from inside it, he yells, "listen, man. i don't want no drama. i'm just trying to get back to dewford, alright?!"[break][break]

quickly, he plucks STICKY GLOBS from his pockets and prepares them for use.

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Josh Devlin alec foster[break]
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elijah is suddenly stopped, the pink mist rushing past his ankles as barnacles and seaweeds tickle from cavern walls. he raises his hands.[break][break]

"hey, hey, hey." the apothecary says. "you got the wrong guy. i'm on your side!"[break][break]

there are no pokeballs in his hands. no weapons visible on his person. the man bides his time, waiting for an opportunity to act—or to be forced to.[break][break]

in his head, he utters a string of coarse cussing. he recognizes alec foster as a former and now reinstated gym leader, and should he see Josh Devlin, he would recognize him too. just his luck, he supposes. he wonders if wren rourke or wolfgang volkov are here too, lost in this fucked up mess of factional warfare.

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"called a shaymin." elijah cracks his neck with a grunt. "i'm alright," he says of his battling ability, "nothing to write home about though."[break][break]

the apothecary commands his victreebel to go forward. vines shoot out, careful not to tear through the flowers. they seek the shaymin as the victreebel heaves forward, lip sporting a tassel of drool.[break][break]

"this could be the start of your battling career." elijah snorts.

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wolfgang volkov[break]
gQtOaTAz

[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-victreebel"]

perhaps to wolfgang volkov's surprise, he would notice that elijah seems at rest here. he's less tense. the marvel of it all seeps into his feet from the fertile ground, travels up vein and artery like vine and blossom. the smallest smile tugs at his lips.[break][break]

"uh, right. yeah. where is that little fuck." elijah recalls his pokemon in favour of his victreebel.[break][break]

the victreebel thuds against the earth, and despite its horrid appearance, releases the SWEET(EST) SCENT. overwhelmingly sugary waves of perfumed pleasant smells waft across the field...

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wolfgang volkov[break]
gracidea

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elijah brushes off criticism or judgement with a snort. he doesn't really care; he hit the brief after all.[break][break]


and the stone seems to agree. a bridge of flowers springs forth, spiralling into the air.[break][break]


however, elijah is quick to notice that the bridge begins to fade.[break][break]


"what the fuck," elijah calls upon his eldegoss.[break][break]


the pokemon RAPID SPINS, floating joyously as it releases bits of cotton fluff and winds for elijah, wolfgang and his riolu to pursue.[break][break]


"guess we're headin' up!"

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wolfgang volkov[break]
gracidea

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"huh. i don't give a shit." elijah says of the other's carving, but he's compelled too. [break][break]

from his pockets, he pulls out a thick sharpie pen. beside wolfgang's answer, he hastily scribbles his:[break][break]

wolfgang

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"what? you made the electric fence." elijah is quick to defend himself as if to purge any sap and good will.[break][break]

he caps his pen with a pop and stuffs it away.

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wolfgang volkov[break]
gracidea

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the electric fence is erected all around them. yes, it's ugly. yes, it interferes with their sanctuary.[break][break]

however, their operation here is protected and secluded and that is all that matters for now.[break][break]

"fuck if i know. i'm no stone." elijah says, referring to the famous devon corp. family. "where the fuck did this come from anyway?"[break][break]

elijah scowls. he bends over some, eyes scrutinizing tiredly, the stone's face.

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wolfgang volkov[break]
gracidea

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elijah snorts. the absolute gall of this one to call him old. to accept the bait. to force elijah into actually constructing some kind of operation that is simultaneously not a waste of his time and dangerous enough to make him look like a proper menace.[break][break]

if wren is a minccino, then elijah is a half-asleep victreebel unaware of its prey squirming on its lip.[break][break]

then again, the apothecary has committed some insidious things. some on his own. more by command. he takes wren's hand and shakes it.[break][break]

"a deal it is." elijah says. "here's my number." he scribbles a series of digits with a pen and crumpled piece of notepad paper. "text me in a week's time."

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wren rourke [break]
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