With liquid confidence warming her hollow little heart, Remi decides that skating around the edge of the rink isn't cutting it. She wants more, and so she'll have it.

Unfortunately, the moment she pushes away from the side to venture out of her comfort zone, a little patch of brown and white comes barreling into her peripheral. The woman opens her mouth in shock, but is unable to stop herself nor the small Pokemon before it crashes into her.

Someone shouts 'shit, look out!' but its far too late for either of them. The Cubone takes her out at the ankles, because stubbornly she tries to lift one foot and then the other. But by doing so, she encounters another problem: lack of balance and lack of speed. The Pokemon crashes into her other leg and she is suddenly out of breath and on her knees.

"Oof--ouch."

Pain lances up her knees and she sucks in a breath, gloved hands bracing part of her fall. Rather than get to her feet, however, she chooses to roll onto her back and take a minute, perhaps more than a little bit influenced by her blood-alcohol level.

"Well, then."

mission: break the ice

virgil roach

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"Uhh, my truck, my rules, punk. Don't like it? You can walk or you can hitch a ride with the pity party in the back."

The loud thump of his feet do nothing to intimidate her. In fact, she doesn't even spare him another glance. Their only interaction thereafter is her slapping his hand away from the radio.

"The big boy and one of the littles. Gotta make it look convincing, we only managed to rescue the two small ones 'cuz they were hiding out beneath the frozen bodies of their friends. Tragic, they'll eat it right up."

mission: cold caravan

@elliott

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Intrigue continues to thrive behind tired eyes. Remi watches, curious, a little bit confused, as the woman makes her way to close the door. It's soft click prompts a wicked, interested smile, one that she hopes to wash down with a sip of mystery.

"Is that a challenge, love?"

But she crosses the room to investigate, fingers finding the lock on the handle. Remi leans closer, her other hand slides up to explore curves, settling on the slope of her cheek. She smells sweet where usually she encounters sour.

So she pushes closer, until both of their bodies drive up loudly against the closed door.

Evelyn Vespera

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"I mean, I agree with you there, boss, but maybe you should be concerned with how thin these walls are."

He flicks his wrist and a breath of miasma gasps at the bend. She raises a brow and purses a lip, but his little display doesn't convince her. That wasn't magic, that was just a gift granted by a God, a boon, or a curse. She didn't particularly find Pokemon all that magical, nor the Gods.

"Like I said, it's a rumor. All I heard was the term 'MAGMA'. Figured it must be something big if no one knows what it means."

Cillian Quinn

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She was purposely wording it to upset him or throw him off his game. The boy was confident and far too pleased with himself not to. It left him wide-open for her to sink her teeth in and make him squirm.

Her cheeky smirk persists and she swirls the contents of her glass to tease.

"I don't know.. are you sweet?"

She takes another sip, leans against the bar and watches as he handles another customer. She meets his sidelong glance and purses her lips before responding.

"Remi."

Caprice Isaac

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Remi's eyes widen, a little bit taken aback (but thoroughly amused) by Francie's excited response. Her smile grows, a chuckle escapes, and she nods along with the woman's excited chatter. The girl is sweet and awkward and warm. It's a breath of fresh air, even if girls like Francie (the good ones) aren't her usual cup of tea.

"Anyone who doesn't like dancing is absolutely not worth our time."

And then her hand is captured and Remi is willingly dragged off to the dance floor. The woman chuckles again, tilting her head to give Francie her full attention.

"Well.. show me what you do in your bedroom then, Francie."

She winks.

francie myrtle

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A series of decisions are made instantaneously. For one, Remi's Unown that has been kept loose and unsupervised takes off, drawn in by the mysterious powers of its fellow brethren. As a result, it hopefully joins at bryan delarosa's battle cry summoning them to take on the portal or the black wall or whatever heeby jeeby shit those guys are up to all the time.

The second is that she is behind the giant Rillaboom double-fisting two kids. She hurriedly returns her Teddiursa, pressing a kiss to her sleeping forehead before pulling out someone else.

"We need some big guns for this."

And out pops a Krookodile who immediately attempts to catch the Rillaboom's eye and INTIMIDATE it. Perhaps it might help distract so that priam conrad's Braviary can help intercept and pull the two out of his mighty fists. Whatever the case, she was doing her best and charging full-tilt into the fight. Her main goal really was to get to the other side without getting stomped on.

Further up ahead, she's pretty sure she can spy a great big black wall. It seemed problematic considering the Rillaboom that might want to make us all splattered eggs against that perfect charcoal surface. But hey, we never give up, right? Rocket was a cooky family, or something.

"Earthquake, but small-scale!"

Krookodile begins to stomp as if handling a tantrum, running forward with every step to catch up and break apart the earth to hopefully catch Rillaboom slippin'. He does his best to prevent too much damage, in that the goal is really just to crack up the earth around the Rillaboom's feet only.

"Move it, losers! We have a giant wall to smash to pieces! Wooo!"

And then, because she would probably not be hindered by the side-effects of her Pokemon's earthquake, she chooses to BULLDOZE her way to the other side, not stopping until she dozes right into the wall full-tilt. Go big or go home. Krookodile follows her, too, to keep the crew together.

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notes:
- attempts to help slow down and distract the rillaboom
- krookodile uses EARTHQUAKE to trap/slow down/hinder the rillaboom
- remi uses BULLDOZE on the upturned earth to drive straight into the wall
- remi's unown-k goes to join bryan delarosa and do whatever it is he needs done

KING WAYLAND THEO BECKETT Lulu Flint bryan delarosa

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Finally, they get a moment of respite. The sounds of Pokemon screaming and people crying die down and the danger is behind them. Whatever Pokemon had been chasing them with the intent to feast all fall back and disappear deeper into the cave. It gives the old woman a chance to stretch out her back and relax her stiff muscles.

"So, Bane, fancy a dip? I know, I know. You and I both, pal."

He grunts and groans, apparently unimpressed with the thought of swimming. But, given his trainers usefulness in scenarios that he deemed could be life-threatening, it was imperative that he assist her in sticking close. He was the strong swimmer, not her. Even if, like the little girl said, it was only a five second swim.

Remi readjusts her fit and rolls her head on her shoulders before taking the first few steps into the cold water. The woman shudders, but manages to get to the other side effortlessly. The Pangoro resurfaces not a moment after her, waiting only a moment before showering anyone and everything in his vicinity as he shakes the entirety of the depths from his fur. Flappy lips clap against his teeth and expose gums in the process and he grumbles in protest, but ultimately resumes digging.

The woman, on the other hand, does her best to pat herself dry and stand in any and all warm spots she can in the hopes the chill might not set in.

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tldr: - going it solo
- swims to the other side with her pangoro
- pangoro continues foraging while remi tries to dry off

@expedition

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The Pangoro's satisfied smirk lays pretty against his grisled appearance. For just a moment, there, he almost looks every piece the work of art that had surrounded them earlier. He could very easily take up the mantle as a perfectly chiseled piece of stone. Imagine it: Bane the Destroyer, Guardian of the littles.

It's a good look for him.

So is taking this pretty little Ninetales head on as it lashes out with all nine beautiful tails hardened to bludgeon him with. It makes it all the easier to grab hold and not let go. Less slippery, he might say.

"Fly her like a kite!"

And, with a grip almost as strong as iron, the Pangoro attempts to grab hold of one or three of the Ninetales tails with either hand. He wastes no time in pivoting on his heels, grunting as he puts effort into swinging her around and around and around and.. around, only to VITAL THROW her backward across the battle field.

Xander Belmont

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He finishes his swing, stepping into it so that he doesn't lose his balance. The immense bear grunts, flexing his bicep and shaking out the lasting energy that buzzes across his ruffled fur. The Ninetales crashes to the ground, unceremonious and devoid of grace. It is satisfying, bringing that smug expression down a peg.

But his confident smirk quickly turns to surprise and horror as he is peppered with SOLAR BEAM after BEAM after BEAM. They come in rapid succession, weaker in intensity but faster in speed. He side steps only one of them, his hulking fram unable to dodge them all. And this time, he isn't fast enough to consider parting them again.

No, he is hit full on with the attack, skidding backward as he braces himself with both arms in front of his face. By the time the attack ends, his fur is sizzling but his motivation and his drive is not dampened. The closer she gets, the easier it is for him to reach her.

But he could make that even better. He TAUNTS her with a lift of his chin and the set of his jaw.

Xander Belmont

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Bitterness rises. It makes her sick, makes her angry. She swirls the drink in her glass, then in her cheek, before swallowing its burn.

She'd promised to protect him-- but he had died anyway.

Remi glances back at him and his raised glass. She doesn't argue with him because she can't afford to. She needs him just as much, if not more, than he needs her. She was replaceable, but he was not.

"Glad to be here."

Their glasses clink together and she offers a smirk.

mission: recruitment act. 1

THEO BECKETT

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