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[attr="class","displaytitle"]DRAGON'S ROOST

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Gwen's outpost is an official part of the Pokemon HOME initiative. Many of the Pokemon in this area have been found by Gwen out in the wild and are being rehabilitated due to outside factors. [break][break]

Unless otherwise noted, these posts take place exclusively at this outpost.[break][break]

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Gishath was knocked back as the Zarude matched his strength with its own, perhaps even a bit more than what she had assumed so. Gwendolyn had a tough call to make. Some part of her had wanted so desperately to smash every single one of this girl's Pokemon in without a second thought, yet doing so put everything in jeopardy. If she was stranded out here, there would likely be no force to retrieve her. Her body grew tense at the indecision brewing inside of her. Her opponent continued to make threats and give her an out. Gishath was pretty banged up, but he was still defiant. She couldn't risk him going down so early. [break][break]

"Fine, we'll leave." The Garchomp by her let out a furious growl before Gwen's hand lay itself on top of her chest. "You've made your point. Be careful out here by yourself. Other League members won't be so generous with their time as I am." The Ranger turned on her tail and whistled for Gishath to follow. The Dragon-type let out a roar at Zarude but followed his owner out of the area. [break][break]

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+10 Posting EXP[break]
Total: 175

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The Shuckle fainted from the sheer strength of the Garchomp's attacks. Gishath let out an intimidating roar at the sight of the felled defensive wall while Gwen looked back to Clover. "So the League are the ones who set fire to Petalburg? Or was that Rocket? Do you really want to nitpick atrocities when either side has blood on their hands?" Her question was met in full by the sight of a Zarude challenging Gishath directly. The situation just got even most hostile like this. [break][break]

"Wasn't expecting that." Gwen said while Gishath would be slammed with the Power Whip. "That's not happening. I'll do you one better: Call off the Zarude, find whatever it is you're searching for and get out of my Route." The attack had dealt quite the bit of damage, yet the dragon-type refused to go down without a fight. His arms shuffled free of the attack. With one arm top the sky, Gishath aimed a harsh DRAGON CLAW at the Zarude. [break][break]

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+25 MP for knocking out another Pokemon in your skirmish thread.[break]
+10 Posting EXP[break]
Total: 165

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"Really?! You picked a pretty fucking poor time to mess with me! I'm really not in the mood for all of this!" Gishath let out an annoyed roar at the STICKY WEBS coating his fins and slowing him down. The dragon-type shook it off as best he could and continued to remain on the offensive while glaring down at the Shuckle across from him. Gwen was still fuming, stomping closer to try and help her Pokemon break the thick webbing but crashing to the floor as a sharp pain hit her ankle. Looking down, some of the previous Stone Edge had smashed into her foot, causing a medium amount of pain for pressure to be applied to it. "Oh, that's it. I'm tired of all of this now!" she hissed while Clover mentioned not wanting to hurt her, then took it back again. [break][break]

"Put me in the ground?" Gwendolyn repeated, astonished at the threat. She growled, as Gishath reared his head back and unleashed a wave of flames at the Shuckle with his DRAGON BREATH. Gwen, meanwhile, got onto her feet again and approached closer. "You wanna know what your problem is? How I know that you're bullshitting me? It's that false bravado. You just can't let anybody think you're not cut out for this life or aren't sure about yourself. And look where that's lead you. Right here with me." [break][break]

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+50 MP have an antagonistic exchange of dialogue between your character and another writer's character or NPC.[break]
+50 MP have your character be injured by another's pokemon directly or indirectly.[break]
+10 Posting EXP[break]
Total: 140

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"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Walking a shuckle, huh? Gwendolyn cast a suspicious eye at the both of them while trying to figure out their angle. Was this just some kid out here in the middle of nowhere for a reason? Normal people didn't willing go into a warzone for the thril of it. Not anybody who wanted to keep their head, anyway. Maybe it was a little bit too harsh to think of them as an enemy? It was just somebody likely lost or something. No need to stay on edge like this. The ranger lowered her defenses and approached closer.[break][break]

"Did you lose something?" Gwen asked, looking down at the grass that they had been digging through. "I can help you look for it. But you really oughtta- Whoa!" The Shuckle had suddenly terrastalized itself and launched out a STONE EDGE at her and Gishath. The dragon-type had jumped in front to tank most of the blast, but let out a roar of defiance at the attack. Hurt yet again by another person, Gwen felt her anger rising. A sudden frustration that every time she lowered herself for another, she was punished for it. Her fingers dug into the dirt beneath her while rising up with a renewed anger. [break][break]

"Every time I try to be nice about things, you guys ALWAYS prove me wrong!" She recovered in time, though flashing a look at the other person. "Fine, you win! Gishath, go!" Gwendolyn grunted, going over to look at Gishath. He was a strong dragon, and didn't seem too damaged from the attack. The dragon responded in kind, rushing at the shuckle with both fins raised as it swung at the smaller opponent with METAL CLAW. [break][break]

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+10 Posting EXP[break]
+50 MP showcase your own character's weakness(es) meaningfully.[break]
Total: 130

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It hadn't been the best passing days for Gwendolyn since the meet up with Robin. She had spent a good majority of the time back in her workaholic tendencies again, offering to go down routes, patrols, any kind of mission to keep her mind from wandering. Since the break up slash separation from her best friend, her mood had been somewhat sullen. It was enough of a reason to start to take her Ranger duties a bit more seriously, as she would have to try and make it up to the League to which had given her so much since arriving here. A dreary shadow that clung to her wherever she went. Gishath had done his best to try and cheer her up, though the girl's insistence that nothing was wrong that had been the clear sign. [break][break]

Today, Gwen had heard reports of a masked individual who had been traveling along the routes near Petalburg, as if they were searching for something. It was her job to go find if the reports had any merit, though she wondered what the goal of that could even be. It was still suffering from that fire that had broke out a while back. The ranger made her way with her team in hand and began to search the perimeter for the person in question. About an hour and a half later, Gwen found her mark. [break][break]

"Hey there!" Gwen called out, waving over to the other masked person, aiming to try and seem non-threatening. It might have come as a shock to the other to really be greeted by a one-armed woman with a Garchomp behind her, sniffing at the grass. The last thing they wanted to do was to instigate a fight on Rocket territory. "You really shouldn't be out here alone. It could be dangerous." Her eyes snapped over to the arms of this individual. No Ranger armband or anything that gave away their allegiance. They could really be anybody, friend or foe. "What's your name?" [break][break]

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+10 Posting EXP[break]
+50 MP have your character reflect on why they're fighting/reflect on their loyalties.[break]
Total: 60

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Gwen stopped at Ameena's request to give her Lucario enough time to clear the path with its speed enough of a force to carve a way through the growing mob. Once the way had been cleared enough, the two took off through the opening until the crowd of frenzied people were all but a distant memory. "Is that why I feel a migraine after being in Ultra Space for a long while?" The girl asked after they were a safe distance away. "Huh, I didn't ever think that would be why." The differences in pressure and more did make sense all things considered. Dimensional travel was pretty weird, but such sacrifices were needed in the name of science.

The two women hid behind a wall after a lengthy run, with Gwen catching her breath and absentmindedly leaning near Ameena. She didn't know that she was doing so, but it was comforting having such a great guide to help her survive out here. The doctor's intentions were still unknown to the younger Ranger, but to her, it was another reason to put her trust in the other woman.

"Thanks again for everything, Ameena. I love these little expeditions with you." Gwendolyn smiled, with Gishath standing beside her with his usual unamused expression. "Maybe one day I'll be giving tours here with an assistant of my own~"

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Robin ignored her completely, stepping up to her while Gwen watched her in disbelief and horror at what had become of her close friend. Those words, the mania she was in, all of it wasn't her. The smaller girl continued to gaze at her with angry eyes as Gwen went to the Duskull beside them. "Robin, back up and listen to me. This isn't like you." She couldn't get a word in edgewise with her long rant about fate and how the two of them were locked together in its clutches. Gwendolyn maybe could accept such an idea, but to her, the world had been fated to end a few times now, and humans still hadn't kicked the bucket yet.[break][break]

Maybe it was luck, maybe it was a higher power. But she would be damned if her life story was going to be predetermined beyond her control.[break][break]

Then she grabbed a hold of Gwen's free arm, telling her how she would be forced to stay with her. The other ranger tried to wrestle her remaining arm free, letting out a soft grunt as Robin refused free her. "Let go." She said, trying to wiggle the other woman off, then resorting to flat out slamming her into the wall to free herself. "Get off me! Ngh, fucking stop!" No matter how hard she tried, Robin wasn't letting go. It hurt Gwen to pull this card, but she had to get out of here before things got too risky.[break][break]

Her fingers dug down on the belt to call out Gishath, the Garchomp glaring down at Robin and the Duskull. "Get her off of me, Gishath!" He snorted, then tore around the apartment with the ginger in hand. The resulting attacks tore into the walls of Robin's apartment. The Garchomp's blades had turned one wall of decorations into little more than a pile of highly overpriced rubble. It didn't take long before Gwen slid out and was placed near the exit. Her eyes went over to Robin with pity in her eyes while the ranger exhaled.[break][break]

"I've heard enough about fate from you. I don't care how hard you believe it or who’s shown you. I can't follow you down this path." Gwen said softly, her voice quivered in pain while unable to help her best friend through what she was going through. "I trusted you, and wanted to patch things up, I really did. You just…Fate doesn't excuse you from being a shitty person. You're not some fortune teller helping people see the future. You're an obsessive sociopath who takes advantage of people to fit your worldview.” It was betrayal after betrayal, held up with the flimsy excuse that she had done so because of some cosmic force. Friends didn't do that to one another, not even lovers.[break][break]

"You want to know what's the worst part about this? You've become the very person you said you hated. All the times you complained to me about not sharing your family's gift. All the times I reassured you that you didn't need it to matter to anybody. And here you are, turning out the same way. Are you scared of not being special? Because you live in a region where ninety percent of the people don't matter!"[break][break]

Gwen dug inside of her bag and pulled out two plastic wrapped cakes, the same brand that they used to eat when Robin and her were kids. She threw them as hard as she could at the other girl, one after the other. Inside of the packaging, cream burst from the confines of the sugar coated bread before smashing into the floor. The ginger was crying again, fist balled while turning her back to the person who mattered the most. "I hope you choke on it, asshole."[break][break]

She said nothing for a moment, then let out an angry cry and punched the wall as hard as she could. The force had made an indentation, with a small bit having caved in from the force of the impact.[break][break]

"We're done. Don't call me, don't text me. I don't want to see you ever again. Not while you want to play in this fantasy of yours. You're just a footnote in my story. One titled “The Psychic With Mommy Issues and a Superiority Complex.” Gwen kicked the door open and stepped through slowly. "When I was comatose for those three days in the hospital, I dreamed about us. Growing up, having a nice life together. But every single minute, I never stopped thinking about you. So thanks for the memories, Robin."[break][break]

Gwen recalled Gishath and sprinted through the door, running to streets where she called out for her Wrydeer and began to long ride home. Tears wouldn't stop flowing down her face, and likely wouldn't for the rest of the coming days. But she couldn't get dragged down into this nonsense.

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It did make sense that somebody might store the more fragile and important items up near the top of the tower. Keeping them anywhere the massive horde of feral megaopolans could be risked smashing them into tiny, bite sized pieces. Gwendolyn followed Ameena as she led the way up the staircase and hopefully into a better area of the tower here. She and Gishath were on edge the entire way, their footsteps echoing through the empty halls. Nothing seemed to be attacking them so far, and the only thing here were the distant winds blowing through edged glass.[break][break]

Suddenly, something stopped their ascent up the stairs. A Blacephelon appeared before the party and stared at them for a moment. "Shit." The ginger cursed under her breath, looking over as it seemed to be readying to do what all hotheaded explosion loving Pokémon did. Gwen panicked and did the first thing that came to mind as the Ultra Beast reached to detach its head from its body.[break][break]

"Watch out!" Gwen pushed past the Lucario and Ameena while holding the railing in her right hand. In one fell movement, she pushed the Blacephelon's head down onto its body to prevent it from turning it into a combo, then jumped up and drop kicked the head to send it away and gain some distance. The result had made her face plant on the floor, but the ranger forced herself up and took Ameena's hand. "C'mon, let's fall back for now. We're not prepared for whatever else might be in this tower."[break][break]

She hurried back down the stairs to the second floor and found a broken fire exit down, though the steps here were well rusted. It was a way down at bare minimum, and away from the Megaopolans trying to ram down the door in the front.

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"Made for you? Dead weight?!" Gwen asked her incredulously. How could she just start spitting shit like that so freely. Her emotions were getting the best of her, the dragon rider hissing at the other woman. It stung her to the core to be seen as such by somebody so close. Robin could see the hurt and stinging in her eyes, while Gwen clenched her teeth in a silent fury. "You...fucking bitch! I worried about you! That day when that Rocket nearly abducted you, I cried myself to sleep over you. How I couldn't be there for you! Do you want me to spill my guts? To tell you everything?" Gwen stood there in shock, just hyperventilating from the next screaming session she had been going through. After a while of just listening to Robin more, she snapped back. [break][break]

"I did this for you! I did everything for you! And now you're just going to tell me that I'm nothing to you?! I met Freya so I could make sure you'd be safe! I busted my ass at work because I wanted us to get an apartment together! Because I wanted us to spend time together! Because I love you, you fucking idiot!" Gwen bit her tongue back, refusing to continue wasting more effort at her fate loving friend. That threat to her meant nothing to her know. She could care less about it. [break][break]

"But seeing you like this, it's not healthy. I can't keep doing this with you." Gwen said, getting back into Robin's face. "So make me believe that you care. Or else we're over."

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Her words only prove to worry her more. Gwen had known that she wanted more than anything to be like the rest of her family and attain that psychic prowess, but to see her like this was beyond worrying. It had flat out bordered on an insane obsession at this point. "R-Robin, please..." Her answer was as clear as day as to why she hadn't been neglectful, at least partially. But all this about fate? None of it made any sense to somebody like her. She was scientific, if anything. Her head hurt from the conflicting thoughts, and she needed some kind of platform for this little spat they were having. "Was it fate that made you ignore me all this time?! Was it fate that made you act like a fucking asshole!" [break][break]

She went to slap Robin again, though the movement likely could be intervened if that fate thing had anything to do about it. Gwen wanted to smack some sense into her, as her rage had now dwindled down into a confused acceptance. "This isn't you, Robin. There's no such thing as fate! You've...just gone insane with your family's gift. That Duskull gave you your powers, right? You need to get rid of it. It's making you act crazy like this. You're not that same person that I came to Hoenn for." [break][break]

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