Thomas couldn't help like feel that he made a mistake, somewhere. Rocket managed to make off with the Sealing Stone. And they had managed to capture a Councilwoman in the process. Maybe he should've done more to directly support the League? But would that have been enough?

In any case, the battleworn and weary trainer quietly made his way back to Verdanturf Town. He needed to lick his wounds, after all of the fighting and bloodshed that took place. To mourn all of the friends he lost on this bloody day. To process the reopened wound of having a Pokemon stolen from him.

At the very least, he didn't come out of the conflict completely empty handed. In his travels, he managed to obtain some strange, powerful Pokemon. Pokemon that represented either ancestors of existing Pokemon, or robotic versions of others.

Payback would come. Eventually, he'd be ready to return to his place as Wraith. But all he could do was quietly cultivate power from the shadows. Power he needed to take on the likes of Cillian Quinn, who's mortifying power he got a taste of.

"Gavin, Rocket. I promise, I will have my revenge.", Thomas venomously muttered to himself.

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tags: @tag
notes: tl;dr

"I know what you mean.", he'd reply to her solemnly. He was all too familiar with the types she alluded to.

"I appreciate that.", he replied to her. He wasn't sure how else to respond to that, not being used to such a thing. But he did understand her sentiment.

He would listen to what she had to say. Though one would call it a conspiracy theory, what happened to the Tropius was enough to make Thomas interested in whatever was going on. How many more Pokemon would suffer because of their negligent actions? How many would end up dying?

"How can I reach out to this friend?", he'd inquire.

She would pivot the subject onto his work. "I've been taking it day by day, to be honest.", he'd tell her.

Dede smiled and waved at the two, before heading off to play with the others. Not long after, an Eevee walked over, investigating the child with innocent curiosity.

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tags: Aubre McKenna-Settentrione
notes: tl;dr

"Best of luck, Josh.", he'd tell the Ranger. "And if you ever want to stop by the Ranch, feel free to do so.", he'd offer him, before going over to check on Bunni and Audrey, removing his glove, and petting Bunni, while picking Audrey up.

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tags: Josh Devlin
notes: Fin

The week following the events at the Ultra Deep Sea was a particularly difficult one for Thomas. Under the care of his many Audino, Thomas was able to recover from the injuries he sustained.

But the worst of it was not physical.

Cillian Quinn had managed to somehow seduce the Shadow Luxray he was taking care of. Though he didn't understand how he did it, he was sure it had something to do with the thoroughly corrupted Lugia that was with him. Still, reliving the trauma of having another Pokemon stolen from him was a hard pill to swallow, especially after a week of powerlessness and exhaustion.

Speaking of powerlessness, he felt he was nowhere near close to finding answers about Andraste Breathnach. The last he heard, there were rumors that she was abducted. With nobody to reliably reach out to, and no way to looking for himself, he felt hopeless. Did Rocket get to her? If not Rocket, then who would've gotten to her? Was she even alive?

Bunni desperately attempted to comfort her master, giving him a hug. Thomas would wrap an arm around her, pulling her in close. Though the dark cloud was still cast over him, he did appreciate her concern and companionship. Gene would join in, curling up on his chest. Thomas would pet the Eevee gently.

"I don't know what I'd do without you all.", Thomas told the two of them with a faint smile.

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tags: Kazimir Wynter
notes: Mission - Post Postdormitum

It wouldn't take long for Thomas to finish off the other man. The Galvantula wasted no time in stringing the battered and bloody grunt up, while Thomas turned his attention back to the turncoat.

"Yes. Thank you for providing this.", he'd tell her, taking the chip off of her, and verifying it through his own Porygon phone.

After the Porygon let out a beep of confirmation, Thomas would hand the compensation she agreed to prior, as well as a business card.

"I've got many questions, but no time to ask them. But if you'd like to work together in the future, I'd be happy to compensate you for the trouble.", he'd tell her.

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tags: Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki
notes: TOTAL
Post x6 (60)
Participation (50)
Completion (100)
Victory (200)
Scatterbang (10)
TOTAL = 420

One of the two Rockets managed to see the Electroweb coming, and got out of dodge in time. The other wasn't so lucky, letting out a grunt of pain, before losing consciousness to the Electroweb he was ensnared in.

"Fuck this!", the Grunt growled, as he brandished a knife, and attempted to rush the former Elite Four member. Though he had no more Pokemon, with the loss of his Mightyena, he'd hope that he could at least take out the former member of the Elite Four.

Thomas would quickly toss a Scatterbang at the grunt's feet. The sudden popping dazing the man for a moment, breaking his focus, and allowing Thomas to move in. Drawing his baton as he moved in, Thomas first seized the man's right wrist, before delivering a harsh side kick to the man's leg. Finally, Thomas would viciously pummel the man's head with his baton, until he dropped.

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tags: Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki
notes: +10 (Post)
+10 (Scatterbang)

"Can you smell what The Rock is cooking!?"

If it smelled anything like bacon, then Thomas could indeed smell it.

Thomas would watch the many Emboar spar with one another, while their young Tepig were playing. In any case, Thomas wouldn't pass up the opportunity to capture one of these pigs for himself, and attempted to toss a Pokeball at the group, hoping for some good news.



PV3P5YRN

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tags: @tag
notes: tl;dr

The Mightyena let out a yelp as the icicles crashed down on its already battered body. Despite this, the Rocket's hound staggered back up, growling defiantly at the Weavile.

"Take this fucker out with a Fire Fang!", ordered the Grunt.

The Weavile would allow the Mightyena a moment to get close to him, giving it hope, before lobbing an Ice Shard at its head. As the ice smashed against its head, the Mightyena's legs would buckle and go limp. The attack did not pierce the skull, but the force of the attack, compounded with the punishment it had been taking, was enough to knock it out.

"Shit!", the Rocket grunt blurted, desperately reaching for another Pokeball on his belt, looking for something, anything, to fight off the attack.

Before he could, Thomas deployed Thread, his Galvantula, who would fire off an Electroweb towards the two Rockets. If the attack were to connect, the electrical shock would be enough to knock them out, provided their uniforms didn't have built in resistance to electricity.

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tags: Hyakkaryōran Tsubaki
notes: +10

Weavile used Ice Shard
Galvantula used Electroweb

"I'm in a foul mood today. And your face is looking pretty punchable!", the youth spat at the head bully.

The Pancham would step to the side of the oncoming fireball, as would the master. The boy flashed a wicked, bloodthirsty grin. "Brutus, waste 'em! Body Slam!"

The Pancham would leap up, and attempt to slam down on the Houndour with all the weight he could muster.

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tags: Dolores Dacal
notes: tl;dr

Their escape would come at the cost of the Solosis that kept them safe. Thomas takes a moment to mourn for the losses they had both incurred. In this state, he didn't notice that the gills on his neck had subsided.

Finally, as Callan got up, Thomas would as well. "Til next time, Callan. Be safe.", he'd tell the Elite Four member, before heading off to continue his work.

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tags: Callan Young
notes: TALLY
Post x5 (50)
Participation (50)
Mission Completion (100)
Defeat (300)
Death (200)
Mutation (10)
TOTAL 710

The situation would only become more hectic, with the very area around them collapsing, and the Donphan-looking Pokemon turning into dust. If they didn't escape soon, they would be going with it. The only reason they were able to survive being the little Solosis, and its Wonder Room bubble protecting them.

The trainer would follow the Elite Four member out of there, trying to get out as quickly as possible, for the sake of the Solosis that was holding things together.

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tags: Callan Young
notes: +10 (Post)