There's something exhilarating about taunting. [break][break]

Maybe it's because she can't watch her life flash before her eyes, maybe it's because she's learned to live on the high, maybe she's twisted in a way she doesn't acknowledge. [break][break]

(Maybe she's surrendered herself to the idea of adrenaline to hide from the burdens she'll know she'll bring)[break][break]

"Running is running, love." The woman has the gall to laugh, and to chuckle, like this was all a joke (it is). If we were to find a good environment for a fight, Ariadne would say that this hellscape of a dreamscape is her best area - she'll never be disorientated, not by sight that is.[break][break]

Ariadne is about to part her lips beneath the mask, only to feel the ground beneath her rumbling, and for the distinct crunch of earth to scrape against the sole of her boots. The familiar friction snaps her from the otherwise light-hearted banter she thought she was having. The bellowing trumpeting is loud - deafeningly so. [break][break]

Only the angry growling sets itself apart from the rumbling of earthen ground. "Shouldn't be asking me that..!" She shouts back, squinting beneath the blindfold she wears. "You think that's something I could think of?!" she's just as confused, feeling the ground shake, and crack, and break under the monster's weight. Her lips curl into a frown. [break][break]

With the click of a pokeball appears a METAGROSS who, quick to register the situation, MAGNET RISES into a levitating stance before grabbing its trainer, hoping to keep her from stumbling over the fissures, and to shield her from the canine's rocks. Her eyes are covered, but her brows furrow. [break][break]

Pitch black surrounds her once again, though to a lessened degree, and not without wavering from the unsettled experience. The porygon-z, thankfully floating around, isn't affected by the STOMPING TANTRUM. Though.. she'd like to leave, in light of encountering another beast. [break][break]

So she shouts out. [break][break]

"Hey, unless you wanna stay and fight this thing," her voice cuts through the rumbling, though she prays she can hear her. When the porygon-z floats over, close enough for the trainer to grab it, she holds him in both hands as the metagross floats higher, higher into the air. [break][break]

"Close your eyes, and run!"[break][break]

Is all she can say, before the PORYGON-Z releases a SIGNAL BEAM into the METAGROSS' CLEAR BODY, creating a flashbang of lights that's only reflected, dazzling, brightly, in epileptic flashes of blue, green and red to blind the ancient pokemon.

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MP TRACKER

100 MP

> Mission: Interdream (2/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> Realm Mutations +10 MP
[break]> IC Post +40 MP
[break]> Scatterbang +10 MP

Lydia Magnusson

☉

"I wouldn't call it overkill." she shrugs so casually, tilting her head towards the lizard who shoots the poison puddle. Another scream could be heard, followed by soft hissing she assumes is from the burning of plastic. A smirk comes to her lips, instead. "Besides, we got plenty of ways to get out, right?" fingertips dance along her belt, stopping at the second in line.[break][break]

"We could get out via Metagross back, or--" she continues, fingers skipping over the next "have a witch teleport us out." even if she can't exactly teleport them out of the cave completely, she can easily avoid poison and other pokemon. Either way, they had options. [break][break]

There was too much work, and she really isn't getting paid enough for her time. When the screams die out, she reaches for the second pokeball, and the frame of a blue pokemon lands on the ground. Its limbs fold inwards, then begins to levitate with the help of MAGNET RISE. [break][break]

The trainer is the first to hop on, feeling the familiar steel and helping herself up. Her body scoots over, slightly, to make room for her partner there. "Or, I dunno. If they're still there and kicking, we use them as bait for the cave pokemon?" a dark thought, and you'd think she was joking with the chuckle and light tone. She's only half kidding.


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MP TRACKER

210 MP

> Mission: Cave (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +50 MP
[break]> Assisting (Getaway) +10MP
[break]> Completed Mission +100 MP

Inigo del Rosario

☉

For all the shit she talks, she gets work done. [break][break]

Her lips go from neutral into a soft smile, feeling the rumbling of an Aggron planting its feet into the cavern's stone. She'll assume that the sheen she hears is the barrier of protect - and if she didn't already know of the moveset, she'd almost think he sent out the tyranitar. Almost. [break][break]

"Aw, you don't wanna start the action?" the woman chimes, though still snaps her fingers towards the Salazzle. The blue orb continues to charge in a snapped open maw, before rings of a DRAGON PULSE is released deeper into the cave. Of course, she's standing behind the shield of PROTECT. [break][break]

Screams follow the pulse, but they don't die out. Which means they live. It's almost a shame, but she's cold, and not a killer, so she hopes that it's enough to give them a scare-- it doesn't, evident by the gun shot she hears from deeper in. The woman adjusts the mask beneath her blindfold, taking a breath. The air in the cave wasn't exactly pleasant, after all. [break][break]

"Rude." She mockingly huffs, tapping the toe of her boot against the ground "Don't they know how many pokemon are asleep?" she waves her hand at the Salazzle, who now shoots a TOXIC down the hall - as far as she could, at least. Maybe it'll push them away, seeing a puddle of corrosive poison. Maybe it'll wake up more pokemon. Who knows?


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MP TRACKER

80 MP

> Mission: Cave (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +40 MP

Inigo del Rosario

☉

Another step back. [break][break]

The sound of cold steel isn't foreign, nor is the sound of a wound. Were it not for the situation, she'll admit she's the tiniest bit rattled - she's never witnessed violence, and she's not about to be fearful of what she couldn't see. [break][break]

Crackling sinders bring her back, and the faint charcoal smell of ash on rocks prompts her to take another step back, reluctant to still blindly move around and about. One thing's for sure; she needed her pokemon back here, one way or another. Or, they'd need to finish this up - before another contender could make their merry way towards them. [break][break]

Oh, she hates to raise her voice. [break][break]

"C'mon girl!" She calls down the caverns, muffled voice and all, still echoing down to the Salazzle's ears. [break][break]

The pokemon swiftly moves herself away from the MOONBLAST - using the same strategy that the flower pokemon used by hiding behind the falling ROCK SLIDE, in addition to using the large, flying ray pokemon as a shield. She doesn't have time for this - not when her trainer is calling for her. [break][break]

Darkness returns when the flames have died out, however violet eyes still see all in the night. The lizard pokemon moves, swiftly and smoothly through the cave, making her way back to the trainer. Not on the normal ground, of course. Her feet take her across the ceiling, though that's not to say she wasn't going to shoot a stream of corrosive TOXIC at those in her way: inclusive of the BELLOSSOM, MANTINE and Kyrenai Black.

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> SALAZZLE hides behind ROCK SLIDE + MANTINE to avoid MOONBLAST
[break]> SALAZZLE is skittering back to ARIADNE - and using a corrosive TOXIC to melt anything in her way (except AGGRON. You're safe bb)

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MP TRACKER

80 MP

> Postdorm Bracket +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +40 MP

Kyrenai Black faelan foxgrove Inigo del Rosario
outfit (fully zipped)

☉

When she touches the pokemon, she hums, softly, with a smile to her lips as the pokemon guides her, glitchy as it is. [break][break]

"Oh, come on~" She chimes, snickering softly as the billed virus twitches when it levitates through the air. It's trying its best, truly, and she appreciates the thought "you've seen the little guy enough, right? I'm sure you'd know~" she hums, before tugging the Porygon-Z over to cradle in her arms once she gets a feel for direction. [break][break]

When she catches up, an arm lowers from the cradle to lightly hold onto the sleeve of Inigo's shirt. At this point, it'd become a bit of a habit whenever they were on a job, or just walking together in general. The last thing she'd want is to get lost - like she did while they were stuck in that (hell) dreamscape he hates so much. [break][break]

"Nice work~" she chimes, gently nuzzling her cheek against the top of the billed pokemon's head in praise. It's still glitching, and its voice is still distorted, but the little abomination is happy all the same as it hums in her arm. Then she glances up to her partner here, humming and ready to walk in a stride. [break][break]

"and nice work to you, too~."



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MP TRACKER

200 MP

> Mission: Comms (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +50 MP
[break]> Completed Mission +100 MP

Inigo del Rosario

☉

He heeds her warning, at least. [break][break]

The sound of a blow is right in front of her, and she knows better than to approach. Honestly, it's times like these where she despises how useless she can be. If only I could see, she thinks, she could be more help, then, no? But now's not the time to think and dwell - not when it sounds like they've been found. [break][break]

The crackling sounds of FLAMETHROWER crackles through the dark cave once again, illuminating the clearings and canyons that twist around this maze. Of course, the reptile is smarter than to use the move from the same place - so blending into the darkness, she climbs upside down, maw snapping open with flames raining from above shortly after the PROTECT from her companion. [break][break]

The embers rain from above, and no rock can save the BELLOSSOM nor blade-clad trainer. The fires burn what remnants of SLEEP POWDER were in the air, creating a thin veil of smoke in its wake, though the fire isn't enough to mask the sound of metal and steel approaching, echoing. [break][break]

Inigo is taunting, ready to throw hands with the person who found them - but what about the person approaching? [break][break]

"Tahuna." She squints beneath the blindfold. "Someone else is coming" her hand reaches for another pokeball, ears listening for soft echoes "They're here."

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> PROTECTED from HYDRO PUMP
[break]> SALAZZLE shoots FLAMETHROWER to BURN SLEEP POWDER and at KYR + BELLOSSOM
[break]> Ariadne, hearing the clank clank of more knives and going :monkas:

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MP TRACKER

80 MP

> Postdorm Bracket +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +30 MP

Kyrenai Black faelan foxgrove Inigo del Rosario
outfit (fully zipped)

☉

She does love her dramatics, loves her laid back banter. [break][break]

But this woman doesn't share the same sentiment, and it's a shame. It's no matter when the Porygon-Z sets the space around them amok, overriding all sound with the irrational innerworkings of whatever virus-infected, glitchy mind it has. "You ran." the coy smile sticks to her lips, a honied tone dropping from her tongue. The Porygon-Z in the air is shot down with an ACCELROCK , however as it falls, flashes of red, blue and yellow glow of TRI-ATTACK are shot towards the canine pokemon. [break][break]

With the sound of music entering her ears, she scoffs, slightly. It's baffling to know that her pokemon's erratic thoughts could be shielded out, though, she imagines the sight isn't pleasant. "That's beautiful music, darling~" she means it, even if it's disgustingly soothing. Now, if she wanted to dig into memories, two could play that game. [break][break]

From Ariadne comes a goop of darkness, spreading from herself as pitch blackness overtakes her body in the process. Crude eye patterns slowly open, blinking, fixating their gaze on the woman with the white figure behind her. Combating the music, whispers permeate the zone, with the porygon-z's body turning into a similar, red and pink outline that glitches in and out of the darkness.[break][break]

The creeping feeling grows stronger, to her, but Ariadne has learned to live in the pitch night; and the goop expands, threatening to devour the full moon above.

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MP TRACKER

90 MP

> Mission: Interdream (2/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> Realm Mutations +10 MP
[break]> IC Post +30 MP

Lydia Magnusson

☉

The barrier holds, and she isn't too worried as she stands behind the armored kaiju. [break][break]

A gunshot rings, prompting her to turn her head in the direction of the sound. Certainly, it helps her in detecting his location. The sound of a sharpedo dashing through to snap at the pokemon rings louder, though the clashing of its fangs against each other proves the attempt was fruitless as the creature runs off. It's almost a shame; she would have liked to see it. [break][break]

The creature shrieks, sending visualized ripples through mass of pitch blackness as a result of the woman's blindness. Frankly, she thinks that it's not all too difficult to spot her in a realm of twisting colors and mutations. With that scream, she feels the rumbling of an aggron standing its ground slowly fade as the pokemon stands up straight once again. [break][break]

She only gives the steel pokemon a light tap on the back as it lets out a soft, affectionate groan. The pitch darkness around it pulses, slightly, with a hint of yellow that pings outwards. With the content aggron, she smiles, and recalls the pokemon in a red flash. [break][break]

Then she turns to the man with his Sharpedo, though she's only facing in the direction of his voice. "Mm.." she hums, and groans softly, knowing that this was her fault for being as careless as she was. "Mahalo." the word comes out, though it still feels foreign to her. Though she can't gaze out, this time she reaches over to snag at the wrist of the man's sweater. This time, she doesn't intend to get lost. [break][break]

"If it's that disorienting, just stick nearby." the shamed frown is quickly rectified with another casual smile, with the darkness extending past to devour the shifting, disorientating colors whole.[break][break]

It won't be difficult to find a way out now.

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MP TRACKER

220 MP

> Mission: Interdream (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> Realm Mutations +10 MP
[break]> IC Post +50 MP
[break]> Completed Mission +100

Inigo del Rosario

☉

"Sounds like a plan." [break][break]

Her heel lightly taps against the top of the Metagross' head, a smile on her lips as she hums, feeling the breeze against the sides of her head and against her neck. Still, her eyes narrow slightly at the pack she has on her back, and she has to wonder what was so important, that they had to send so many people chasing after the two of them? [break][break]

It's understandable if it were boxes and boxes of cargo, but it doesn't look to be the case. Ah, if only she could go back and ask, without being gunned down on the spot. But.. a few packs and bags worth of material? She can't help but to feel even a little suspicious. [break][break]

"C'mon, big guy." The smile she wears doesn't disappear, and instead it broadens as the two of them hover over the water. Her other hand reaches for the ear piece, activating it again, and opening the channel. "We can grab a bite once we report back in~" her lips press together, and she leans back, slightly on the pokemon.[break][break]

Or she could be waiting with a small snack to tide over the energy he used.

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MP TRACKER

190 MP

> Mission: Cargo (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +50 MP
[break]> Completed Mission +100 MP

fin

☉

It echoes. [break][break]

For what she lacks in sight, she's made up plenty with sound. The soft clicks of rubber and plastic against the gravel put her on high alert, enough for her to quietly click on the button of a SALAZZLE who slips onto all fours. The trainer doesn't say anything, but the pokemon's vision lets it see the woman's motions to traverse a bit deeper through the darkness. [break][break]

Though dark, the lizard slips her way across the walls, leaving only the thin, slick fluid that allows her to stick behind. Reptilian eyes lock onto a pair of flashlights in the distance, keen eyes taking a gander at what was to come, before quickly turning tail to return to her trainer's side. [break][break]

The salazzle peeks over, tapping her fingers against the trainer's shoulder. "Two people." she recites, narrowing her eyes as the salazzle continues to softly tap. "Patrol, we can take them out quickly." she hums, patting the Salazzle's head before the pokemon raises her tail into the air, prepping for a DRAGON PULSE at the man's move.


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MP TRACKER

80 MP

> Mission: Cave (1/2)
[break]> Postdorm Mission +50 MP
[break]> IC Post +30 MP

Inigo del Rosario

☉