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"I think I have a newfound appreciation for deserts." Mars tells Cillian Quinn, a slight smirk at his lips. When their gazes meet, gold on gold, the truth is obvious: he'd much rather be here than in the Ultra Deep Sea. There's still the concern of potential hallucination and Ultra Beast encounters, but so far, so good. "Could do without the heat, but the rain helps a lot. Thanks for that, Lugia."
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He doesn't even bother with raising his voice, knowing that be it through Gavin or on her own, Lugia would probably hear him.
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However, it's BARNABY FINCH's comment that draws Mars' attention away from the path the Unown had shown him, instead looking at the enormous tracks on the sand. He squints, deep in thought. LORELEI DU'MOT may be onto something here.
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"Sandworms, hm?" Onix, Steelix, Orthworm... "None I know of are big enough to leave tracks like those, but when we went into the Tree of Life we did encounter a gargantuan Seviper, so I wouldn't say this is outside the realm of possibility. What do you think, Gavin?"
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Mars would much rather not repeat what happened back then.
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It's as a cautionary measure that he reaches for a Luxury Ball, releasing a large Braviary that joins Lugia in the skies — its feathers black as night and its mask of azure flames burning brightly even when touched by the downpour of the shadow leviathan. Boreas. The bird-of-prey lets out a warlike, blood-curdling screech, and at the same time, the Unown show Mars the reason for it:


In the distance, a dune comes alive. Sand shifts, displaced, moving, and advancing towards them. It's enormous. It's—...
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"...Do you feel that?" Because they had been walking, he hadn't noticed it at first, but pausing confirms his suspicions all too quickly: beneath, the ground trembles. Sand shifts, his boots sinking deeper and deeper with every second he spends standing on the same spot. The small tremor grows more and more potent by the second, and Mars steps onto a levitating platform that suddenly appears a mere foot off the ground, a frown darkening his expression. At first, the translucent platform is only large enough for him to stand, but it grows larger and larger by the second. It never goes beyond an exact 6'1", though. "I think we're going to get a chance to see these sandworms of yours, Dumot. You all might want to get up here, unless you want to get swallowed by the sand."
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He's right, for with the sand beast's approach, tremors become what resembles earthquakes; the ground beneath them shaking with destructive violence. Sand shifts around them, pulling them deeper and deeper. A trap. The consequence of the movement of something gigantic beneath the sand.
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Mars offers a hand onto the platform.

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TLDR;
[break]+ Reminded of the gigantic Seviper in the Tree of Life, asks Gavin what he thinks it might be since he's the expert hehe
[break]+ Releases Hisuian Braviary as a precaution
[break]+ Notices the ground shaking and begins to sink in the sand as a result, creates platform just off the ground
[break]+ Offers the others a hand onto the platform so they won't sink too
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PROMPTS;
[break]02 Involve gigantic orthworms who attempt to hunt you using tremorsense.
[break]13 Involve quicksand/being buried alive
[break]🗺️ MARTÍN DEL MAR's AVATAR POWERS must be used in a pivotal way
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Having taken a page out of the book of an occasionally-quite-wise priam conrad, our favourite day of the week stands clad in a simple motorcycle helmet to go with the black and grey SYGNA SUIT he wears — resembling simple tactical shirt and pants aside from the subtle feather pattern. Metres off the ground and hidden amongst Mount Pyre's tall trees, he watches and waits, listening to Team Rocket's comm chatter.
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"It's good to have you with us, Flint." The underboss tells Lulu Flint over comms, preparing himself to also move in. "MIST will further decrease visibility. Use it to your advantage."
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Just as he says, the fog thickens, brought to life and enhanced by the actions of a swift Zero Form Palafin that swims through it as if it were water. The allies within its MIST would find themselves protected by it, but although its whistling and clicking can occasionally be eerie heard amongst wisps of fog, it soon returns to a Luxury Ball.
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In its place a Hatterene that quietly snickers, standing hidden beneath the trees.

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SYGNA SUIT ON

[break]+ Mars is hidden among the treetops nearby hehe
[break]+ Zero Form Palafin circles round amongst the fog and uses MIST to further decrease visibility + protect allies from having their stats lowered (5 turns)
[break]+ Palafin swapped out for Hatterene
[break]+ Still hidden POG
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[break]+ 10 MP for referencing another character
[break]CURRENT MP TOTAL: 10