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         Mirabella’s curiosity simmered beneath a calm facade. This meeting felt less like a kindred reunion and more like a game of carefully placed words, but she’d expected as much. She wasn’t the same woman she’d been before. Her red hair framed her face as she leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, finding the most comfort she was willing to allow herself in Naia’s presence.[break][break]

“Figure me out, then,” she said with a sly smile, her tone playfully challenging. “Do you think I’m hiding something?”[break][break]

Naia’s gaze didn’t falter, and Mirabella took a moment to enjoy the tension before answering. “Ah, Remiel and you,” she mused, a slight smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. “Well, because I didn’t see the point in throwing a friend under the bus. I mean, I didn’t even know about the two of you at first. Imagine my surprise when I finally did. Sure, it was tempting to spill,” she admitted, leaning forward slightly, “but if that truth was going to come out, I thought it should be from one of you two, not me.”[break][break]

She let the words hang in the air, watching Naia for any sign of reaction, intrigued by how much of herself she could reveal without giving too much away.

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         Naia Kayode [break]

         • tldr notes go here

       

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        It had been ages since Mirabella had spoken to Naia—months, maybe even a year? She couldn’t quite remember, and honestly, she hadn’t expected to hear from her so soon. Mirabella had distanced herself to train, focusing solely on getting stronger, isolating herself from distractions, attachments, anything that might hold her back. But now, that was behind her. She was back and prepared to resume business as usual, perhaps with a few adjustments. Funny how time away can shift one’s priorities.[break][break]

The recent bout with Elise had reminded her of her own power, though of course, no one but Rocket knew her true identity, and she intended to keep it that way. Some things were best left in the shadows.[break][break]

As she entered the VIP room, Mirabella’s eyes scanned her surroundings with mild amusement. It was unexpected for Naia to go to such lengths—reserving a high-class, private room just for this meeting. It struck Mirabella as an attempt to project maturity, to show her growth, perhaps. Has she really changed? Mirabella thought, intrigued but cautious. There was a businesslike coolness in her demeanor, even as she softened her posture slightly. She was used to getting what she wanted, and she assumed Naia would be no different.[break][break]

When she spotted Naia across the room, Mirabella’s gaze sharpened, noting every detail. The girl’s eyes were bolder, her stance more confident. Impressive, maybe, Mirabella thought, feeling the faintest twinge of pride. She’d hoped Naia would grow, but she wondered what the girl could possibly want from her now.[break][break]

With a faint, almost bemused smile, Mirabella approached, her heels clicking with each purposeful step. She greeted Naia with a mix of warmth and calculation, her expression soft but knowing.[break][break]

"Naia, girl, look at you.” Mirabella chuckled, her voice a perfect blend of amusement and approval. “I almost didn’t recognize you with all that newfound fire in your eyes. You've grown since we last spoke—though I can’t imagine why you went to all this trouble just to see me.” She raised an eyebrow, feigning curiosity but making it clear she expected Naia to get to the point.[break][break]

“Come now, why the special treatment? What’s on your mind?” she asked, her tone almost motherly, but with a razor-sharp edge of expectation. “Not that I’m not flattered, but you’re not usually the type to make things this official. So, tell me—what’s brought you here?”

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        Naia Kayode [break]

         • here we go[break]outfit

       

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         “Dammit.” She wanted her shadow to take heavy damage—if she couldn’t make her back down, the beast might die, and she couldn’t afford to lose such a valuable asset. “Return.” The shadow creature hissed, releasing one last surge of shadow chill before being forced back into its Pokéball. Amor was too wild and twisted for Elise anyway; if she knew he’d once been part of Team Rocket, who knew how she’d react. But she kept that to herself.

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“Amor-kins?” The woman nearly choked; God, she was a fool. But she refused to take another jab. “Keep your pet names to yourself. I don’t need to meet him once is enough. I've already had my fun with him anyway before he left.”

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        Unlike Elise, all Phoenix could think about was Dream Drop Distance, that twisted world where her dreams were woven from lies. The illusions she wanted to burn away clung to her mind like chains, haunting her every step. “Legendary or not—they can die just as easily as the rest. Any Pokémon can be formidable. Or is your precious king struggling?” The masked grunt sneered, her face lit up with wild fury, echoing her dragon-type’s intensity.[break][break]

The Roaring Moon stumbled back a few feet under the enemy’s blast but was otherwise unfazed. Fury fueled its wings as it soared high, gaining speed for a quick dive-bomb aimed straight at the oversized deer. Meanwhile, the shadowy alcremie regained its composure using recovery to gained more of it's strenght, shifting its focus from the elusive Spectrier to attack the deer again with Shadow Chill.[break][break]

Osmond? Phoenix raised an eyebrow. Wow, she really fell off the radar. Last she checked, she and that love-struck armor had a thing, but now it seemed Elise had someone new to string along. “Lucky for you, I’m not the one who attack you. I don’t need some good-for-nothing guy saving my hide every two minutes. Do you even think he's worth keeping around? What if he dies protecting you, huh? Then what? You’ll be alone, broken-hearted. Is love really worth all that fear?”[break][break]AnpmdhIr- rolling for attack effectiveness[break][break]


       

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         Elise Calcifet[break]

         • 10 per post [break][break]50 MP have your character recall a past thread or event that they have participated in or not (link the thread)[break][break] Roaring moon get hit by energy ball owie again but we are still alive and kicking. Shadow alcremie is tanking more focus on mr.deer since she doesn't know how phantom force works. XD

       

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        "Tch." Phoenix couldn't keep the grin from spreading across her face. It wasn’t just from taking down Elise’s ghosts—it was the thrill of a new challenge. She had heard tales of the League’s legendary Calyrex, the fabled king of Galar, and its mighty steed. This wasn’t like Rocket's shadowed, twisted creations. Elise’s Calyrex was an entirely different beast, a true guardian, and this would be a real test of her might. "The king and it's steed. This should be a good show!"[break][break]

Her Roaring Moon sneered at the sight of its opponent, sizing it up with sharp, calculating eyes before lunging forward, ready to prove its strength. It circled Calyrex, weaving through the air to dodge the tri-attack, and then, with a fierce gleam in its eyes, unleashed a relentless barrage of fire upon the legendary. This Paradox Pokémon wasn’t about to let up—this was its fight to dominate. That's how Mirabella taught it to be no better than the train herself and she couldn't be more proud. "Believe that more to these two than meets the eye."[break][break]

Meanwhile, Phoenix’s Shadow Alcremie engaged in an elegant yet brutal dance with Elise’s Spectrier. The spectral horse hurled a Shadow Ball, and Alcremie absorbed the hit, tilting its head back with eerie calm, a faint glow marking where the attack had landed. Recovering swiftly, the shadowed Pokémon retaliated with a dazzling, almost blinding Gleam, twisting light into something lethal. Despite its corruption, Alcremie shone with defiant brilliance, refusing to be dulled, its radiance rivaling the stars.

[break][break] Roll for how effective -BOd88w_b[break][break]
       

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        Elise Calcifet [break]

         • let's go roaring is the air and avoiding tri-attack. Sorry but we have trying to burn that boy with flamethrower today. and Shadow Alcremie is being a tank using recover and dazzling gleam. Woo![break][break] [break][break]50 MP use a legendary, mythical, ultra beast, paradox pokemon in a way that reflects your character or highlights another character.[break][break]
25 MP for knocking out another Pokemon in your skirmish thread.[break][break]


       

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         “No, we can't. I hate you to be caged like a bird.” Mirabella said, her tone laced with a familiar edge. "Julies has always been a power grabber. Kalos has no need to dealing with Hoenn's affairs but that my humble opinion. I will least keep my eye on him.” She paused, eyes flickering briefly as if considering her own past. She couldn't lie, being in Hoenn was nothing but a string of open doors and glamorous connections. Maybe, somewhere deep down, she did hope for the same for him—that Luci would get what he needed from life, even if she couldn’t admit it. [break][break]

Still, the fact Luci had been hiding with the gang like this. It wasn't her place to nitpick. Luci seemed content with it, and she found herself sharing his contentment, despite her reluctance to embrace sentimentality. “Anyway,” she shrugged, “a lot’s changed since we were together. Remmy not the same person, and honestly... neither am I.”[break][break]

She shifted topics abruptly, her voice a touch softer, almost reluctant. “As for Naia... I can’t say I completely hate her. It's strange. She seems more like someone who doesn’t know how to be herself, only what her family told her to be. She could use a bit of spice in her life just don't think Remmy is the right blend.”[break][break]

Mirabella’s gaze settled firmly on Luci, never wavering, as if she were trying to piece together the person he’d become in her absence. “But that’s that. I haven’t been up to much else,” she added with a tight-lipped smirk, masking secrets she wasn’t ready to share—not her ties to Team Rocket, not yet. Too many questions would follow.[break][break]

Her smile softened, though her words carried a teasing bite. “So, Luci... what is it that finally made you take a plunge into the unknown? Did my father try some nonsense while I was away, or did your family shove another arranged marriage idea down your throat?”

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         Lucien Durendal [break]

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        Phoenix’s gaze narrowed, scrutinizing Elise with a glint of amusement. For all her righteous talk, Elise’s stubborn resolve was almost… impressive. Even as Phoenix’s barbed words sliced through the air, Elise stood unfazed, holding her ground with that quiet, noble strength of hers. But watching her Mismagius and Gengar’s attacks batter Phoenix’s knights only deepened Phoenix’s intrigue. Fine. Elise might have gotten the better of this round, but the real battle was only just beginning.[break][break]

A wild grin spread across Phoenix’s face, a glint of fire in her eyes. Her knights had fought valiantly, yet it was time for a new strategy. With a flourish, she recalled her battered Pokémon, tucking them safely back into their Poké Balls, and without hesitation, summoned her next pair of warriors. The air grew tense as two more Pokémon materialized,a shadow pokemon and paradox. These weren’t just any Pokémon; they were some of Phoenix’s strongest, bound to her will in ways that went beyond mere training.[break][break]

“Well, Elise, let’s see how that noble humility of yours fares against these two.” Her voice held an edge, the thrill of challenge and the sheer satisfaction of unleashing power unrestrained. “My knights might have been a mere prelude, but this? This is where the real test begins.”[break][break]

A spark of anticipation danced in Phoenix’s eyes as she watched Elise. “Think you can keep that noble head of yours held high when the true weight? Or are you ready to humble yourself before the power you can’t begin to understand?” The roaring moon wasted no time taking into the air looking among the two ghosts. It didn't that take on the Mismagius unleashed a bit of flames while shadow Alcremie chuckled blow a kiss to the gengar before she used a chilling breath from her mouth.
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NuD_lDx7- rolling for attack effectiveness[break][break]
       

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         Elise Calcifet [break]

         • 10 mp per post [break][break] 50 MP have your character earn the respect of another character in some way.[break][break]
50 MP for getting your Pokemon knocked out in your skirmish thread. [break][break] The knight duo goes down. Which was enough to earn her respect but she sends the big guns now paradox and shadow mon combo let's go. Roaring moon takes to the air unleashing flamethrower. Burn*****! And Shadow Alcremie does sweet kiss and shadow chill...you need to not play with your food XD.

       

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        Phoenix couldn’t only roll her eyes harder. "Sympathy?. Do you really think the Galarian people are waiting for some privileged royal to swoop in and save the day with a heart full of charity? Newsflash, sweetheart—nobody asked for your pity. Your so-called hardships are nothing compared to the reality most people face every day." Her voice dripped with bitterness, a thin veil for the deeper scars she refused to acknowledge. Elise had lived a good, honest life, loved unconditionally, surrounded by those she cherished. Everything that poor, broken Phoenix had never experienced. Maybe that was why she burned so brightly with contempt, unable to bear the hypocrisy in her own judgment. [break][break]

"You think turning your aunt's harsh words into some 'sympathy' makes you a hero? Please. You're just another sheltered royal pretending to understand a world you can't even begin to grasp. The Galarian people don't need you to fight for them—they need someone who doesn’t hide behind their status or sob story.."[break][break]

As Phoenix's venomous words hung in the air, she felt her own wounds flare beneath the surface. She had every right to be wary of Elise, of anyone who wore their good fortune so openly, as if they deserved it. But her anger came not from Elise’s privilege alone—it came from her own pain, the nightmares that never ceased.[break][break]


Even her fire knight, Helios, mirrored her turmoil, no sooner did Mana’s phantom force stuck he felt he had little energy left to remain stronger but still he would persist right into every end. The knight sneered with only a single thought in his mind. Burn! The Armarouge erupting in flames that would scorch everything in their path, friend and foe alike. If it weren’t for Calida’s Flash Fire ability, the flames would have consumed her too.[break][break]

The ceruledge barely has time registered; the Dark Pulse aimed her way, refusing to show weakness even as it drained her strength. Eyes locked on the Gengar, she lunged forward, her flames dancing with reckless intensity, hoping to trap her opponent before he could slip away.


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         Elise Calcifet [break]

         • 10 mp for post[break]50 MP showcase your own character's weakness(es) meaningfully[break][break] [break]
[break] Disguise[break] Roll for how effective:okE6Q0EM[break][break]Phantom Force Hits Helios barely able to keep going he uses lava plume aim to hit everyone even his Trainer watch out! [break][break] Cadila gets hit but flash-fire keeps her fine and feisty baby. [break][break] Dark pulse hits owwie almost done but not yet get boosted Fire spin again gengar!



       

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       Phoenix chuckled darkly, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "Royalty? You think that makes you special?" Her eyes narrowed beneath the mask. "I've crawled through the same dirt, felt the sting of the same bitter struggle. Don't fool yourself into thinking your noble blood sets you apart from me. We're not so different—except I learned to turn my pain into power." [break][break]

No one knew what truly happened during the months she vanished for a few months. What the world saw as a disappearance was, in truth, a self-imposed exile—a ruthless, isolating journey designed to break her down to her core and rebuild her stronger. She had left everything behind, descending into a world far away from riches she once called home. [break][break]

Her survival instincts honed, and any trace of weakness was scorched away by the relentless trials she endured. The lessons she learned in that abyss were unforgiving: trust no one, rely only on your strength, and never hesitate to do whatever it takes to win. The months of pain wasn’t just a physical battle—it was a war within herself, one that forged her into someone Team Rocket couldn’t help but take notice of.[break][break]

She joined because they represented what she had become—someone willing to go to any lengths to achieve their goals, no matter the cost. In Team Rocket, loyalty wasn’t given out of obligation, but earned through mutual understanding. They got results. They did what needed to be done when the world turned its back.[break][break]

Calida hissed as Gengar’s Shadow Ball hit her squarely, sending her sliding back a few feet. The blow didn’t faze her for long. With the discipline drilled into her during her brutal training, she remained stoic, her gaze locked on her opponent. Phoenix’s orders echoed in her mind. There was no room for hesitation. She retaliated swiftly, launching a flicker of Will-O-Wisp, the ghostly flames dancing toward Gengar, ready to burn through its smug expression. Then, with a powerful surge, Calida used Flame Charge, her entire form blazing as she shot forward, the fiery streak in her wake increasing her speed with every stride. She moved like a streak of vengeance, aiming to trap the Gengar in a whirlwind of burning fury.[break][break]

Meanwhile, Helios blinked, scanning the battlefield as the witch-like Misdreavus vanished, slipping into the shadows with Phantom Force. He paused, his instincts honed by years of tactical battles under Phoenix’s command. He knew not to react rashly. Instead, he charged up his psychic energy, waiting, biding his time for the ghost to reappear so he could strike with precision.[break][break]


       

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         Elise Calcifet [break]

         [break] 10 mp for post[break]
50 MP have your character reflect on why they're fighting/reflect on their loyalties.[break]
[break] Disguise[break] Roll for how effective:TxXZ6zLQ