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Kouji sighed.
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”Nah, seen this one before.” He said as he cracked his neck both ways, he wasn’t sure what else was to this, but he knew that fighting was going to lead to their ship sinking. ”It’ll always lead to the same result, so there’s no point in playing that out.”
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He didn’t enjoy fighting a losing battle if he already knew the outcome.
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”Let’s keep it calm.” He said as he looked over at Umbreon, the golden accents on her body began to glow, forming into a Wish, perhaps he was angry because of an injury?
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Either way, it would be difficult to tell. ”That seem alright?”

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The leer struck, but that wasn’t the only thing to strike, the woman across from him had some choice words, was it the mist?
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It felt like he was supposed to play a script, but he hated being controlled like this, it felt like that Toxic Chain all over again, it was a sickening feeling that spread throughout him. Why’d he play to the script in the first place? That weird draw towards a home that wasn’t his, maybe he was just a part of someone else’s dream.
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Or nightmare
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”Haaah.”
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Could he play on those fears? What the hell were Sea Hoennians anyway? He really should’ve read up to begin with.
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”And how will that happen? Are you going to do it? I should just drown you now then.” He said as the Aqua Tail struck, but Kouji knew that it would; he even braced himself as Mandibuzz prepared to return the move with Mirror Move, which copied the last move used, striking with the same Aqua Tail.
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”Anything you can do, so can we.” Was it him playing a role? Was it him comenting on Rocket? Kouji couldn’t tell, a haze was coming back over his eyes.
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”Ain’t the same reasons.” He said with a shrug, but then again everyone else had different backgrounds. ”If you ain’t got a talent, it don’t pay good, and if you’re not smart or useful, you don’t get connections. It’s why most grunts will always be grunts.” He said with a shrug.
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”Some people want what you want, some people wanna change the political landcape, and some are drones.”
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Kouji paused a second after making that kind of statement, but then shrugged. It didn’t really matter which one he fell into.
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”Well, if you can have fun being part of rocket, then you’ll go a fair way.” This organisation required a special kind of mindset in the end.

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Getting kicked sucked.
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Getting hit in the balls also sucked.
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This whole fight was really sucking, but Kouji couldn’t really give in even if he wanted to give in, but the difference in positions was striking, and he could only take the strikes to the chest at this moment in time. It sucked, but there was little he could do about it at this moment in time. He would just have to grit his teeth, and bare it.
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But his chest wanted to give way, he felt tired, exhausted, and well, he could feel the air give out of his lungs, until there was little else there anymore. But, he wasn’t here to play a game, he had handed it in, but he could feel it rattling against his chest, that knife, and so he took it in his hand, before placing it in the way of the next kick.
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Fuck fighting fair, this sucked.

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Kouji ran a hand through his hair as the attacks didn’t want to stop coming, they’d been found but they had important information to deliver. Well, it was just the way the cookie crumbles, and so he’d see it out.
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Still, he had to watch his back, and it seemed with the impact of a Talonflame into the ground, Kouji gave a thumbs up to Barnaby as Scrafty beat back the dugtrio, feeling a rise in energy, he landed a large kick before the earthquake could be properly launched.
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”Let’s clean it up, hit the talonflame with another Beat Up.” and so he did, switching towards Talonflame with a Beat-Up, shadowy versions of his other pokemon appeared, to cover multiple angles.
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Strike after strike, Scrafty's pokemon move landed multiple hits with varying levels of force before they disappeared, trying to cover multiple angles but then they disappeared into nothing. There came a pair of new pokemon to worry about, as a Steelix and Aggron pulled up, Kouji had to consider changing plans rather quickly.
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”Let’s create an opening and fly out, the ground’s looking a bit too dangerous.” He said as he withdrew Scrafty, and brought out Iron Jugulis.
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There it was, it felt like a small knock as the voice began to flow, not long after reaching the bottom. Like it was the trigger for something deeper, it hurt, it pained, he could feel it coalescing in his back, enough to almost knock him back down onto his knees. ”I…Have. Feel like shit…”
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He had looked in a mirror, that of his mind, and it felt like he couldn’t hold it back anymore, it felt like a burst of force out of his back, it looked boney at first, like a set of connected bone knives, long nails, but a second look revealed they looked like feet, and the legs behind them began to grow as he found himself falling backwards onto them, more than enough to support him.
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Thanks to these he could stand on his own.
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The ugly false limbs made his mind fade, run crazy, and push him onwards, Kouji tried his best to hold himself backwards but it was nothing, as if his body no longer belonged to him, his new limb pushed him onwards, forwards.
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Umbreon was in beat as she used a Snarl aimed at the other side, a last ditch effort before she felt the same thing, but Kouji found himself leaping with his new legs, aimed directly at Tempest Quinn, foot raised for an axe kick using that new limb.
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The final moment was here, wasn’t it?
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Where you gathered everything together, but Kouji wasn’t sure that he agreed with everyone else either. ”Are we really gonna forget about that sleeping Infernape, that darn pokemon can learn both a thunder punch as well as that poison jab, little fuckers are annoying. Bet he was sleeping to rest after his brutal murders.”
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”Ain’t that Andrea either, for money, it can only come from Andrew, I know people who hate their parents at a first glance.” He said as he crossed his arms over his chest, but why? He couldn’t really figure out the last step.
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He remembered a story he’d read a long time ago, it felt like a book didn’ it? ”Because he’s madly in love with Andrea! To save her from her debts, and to run away with her in love!”
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Murder Method: Infernape used poison jab and thunder punch
Motive: Madly in love with Andrea, wants to inherit early, hates momma.

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There was one thing to consider in all of this.
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Getting hit in the nuts fucking hurt.
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Kouji felt his whole body grow slack after taking that hit, he felt nauseous, as if a hammer had dropped into his stomach, it made his hold; the crank that he had fought for growing more and more loose.
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Damn, he had given up one of the weakest points possible, just what the hell was he playing at in this moment. ”That’s….Dirty.”
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He wanted to be sick, but he couldn’t muster any strength just yet.

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It wasn’t the worst call.
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Kouji looked at the pokemon before him, a hyper beam was definitely a good call but. ”Drop.” Dracovish aimed his attack at the ground causing it to erupt upwards, creating a screen behind the dust. The hyper beam still struck, but it only added to the dust that was kicked up in the area.
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Dracovish was a pokemon capable of moving in the most dense sandstorms, but with the damage from the hyper beam, a strong move, one of the more powerful that was not delegated to those absurd gods. ”You’ll run into a problem if that’s your ranged move.” A hunter was a hunter.
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They knew when to move forward, and Dracovish did so exactly, parting the dust with its maw covered in a spiral of water, there were definite marks that showed the attack struck, and it wasn’t as fast as it had been before, but it still stood there.
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”Stop.” And then he stopped an inch away.
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”Don’t want Serizawa getting too hurt to follow, now; what do you do? Exhausted after a hyper beam, you’re frozen, what’s the option in this moment?” He wanted to figure out what option Howard would pick.

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Kouji let out a laugh, right from the base of his stomach as he found himself properly amused by that reaction. ”You’re a flighty one ain’t ya, but nah, nothing like that. Just running the shop, it’s my old man’s but I’ve been taking care of it.” Against common sense even.
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But so far, Kouji felt comfortable about this kind of showing, the memorial stones were important.
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”A lotta people always are mourning, so we gotta keep stocked up. So, how’d you hear about it? Got some Kanto friend who is a bit too gung-ho about back home.” He said as he looked over the stones, and taking one into his hand. There was no name yet, a variety of shrines were there as well.
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”Who’re you mourning? You’ll want some incense, and rice too, we stock that kinda stuff as well.”

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Kouji ran a hand through his hair as he was asked that question, why? It wasn’t something that straight forward in the end was it? Just being asked that was enough for him to make up his mind, taking out his Sableye.
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”Because, they just don’t get it. It’s a collection of people that were too scared to protect their home, cowards. Ain’t no point in propping people like that up, they won’t defend this region either.” That was only half the truth of his thoughts, the other half was about his own allegiance.
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So he took it into his own hands. ”Well, there’s one way to fix that.” He said with a crooked smirk as his pokemon’s claws cut across the painting in front of him. ”Don’t fall for it! It’s a cover for the Silph’s, every penny here will go to those rich fucks, so they can run away from another region, and make money of all of our pain.” He said aloud.
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It was aimed for everyone as Sableye moved for the next painting, a large Rhydon blocking his way, but he seemed to sink into the shadows to appear from behind, cutting into another painting. ”Gotta protect your exhibits if you really care about them.” He said as he turned back to Alia
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But there were guards heading towards him too, to shut him down, but he seemed far too relaxed. Others rushed out of the place, and those few stood in front of their own paintings, pokemon in tow.
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The poison struck true, it sank into flesh and bone, or so it felt; it was the same as the toxin from before; the intensity of the migraine that shook through his mind forced him to his knees, the rocket gripped his head tightly between both of his hands. It was intense, as the feeling spread across his body, this was intense, he felt like every movement would just hurt so much more the next time.
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And then it seemed to lighten up, the pain was there enough to remind him he was not whole, and he looked over to Umbreon who tilted her head to the side, but the twitches in her back legs told him she could feel it too.
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But this wasn’t the time to dawdle.
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He felt a hand on his shoulder in that moment, and the relief of a healing move not long after, it was enough to give him that strength to push forward, and to his surprise it was Victoria Beckett, enough to bring a strained smirk forward. ”Oi oi, didn’t think ya’d be here. Good thing ya escaped the worst of the poison, cos it sure does suck.”
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Kouji couldn’t help but laugh at that even as he brought himself up to his feet with a struggle, he placed his hand on the head of Umbreon who pushed forward just as well. What was all of this about? Needing help just to be able to get to his feet?
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Disgusting, it was disgust that ran through his veins, aimed at himself, if he were more creative he could’ve figured out another path, if he were smarter, he could’ve pushed through, but he always needed someone to dig him out, or else he’d fail…
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It made him sick.
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”Just one thing for it.”
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He tried to convince himself that pushing forward would make the feeling abate like it usually did, headlessly rushing into the next thing. But where did that get him last time? Headless wouldn’t work, it would only fill his mouth with the taste of bile. So engrossed in his head, he couldn’t think of even chasing that ship.
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But for everything, he didn’t thank Victoria Beckett, it was the same as admitting to himself that he couldn’t do it without someone.
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”You look like you’re about to crap yourself.”
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