"great, let's get a move on you two!" he exclaimed. rushing into the cave behind the poochy alongside his ludicolo. as they ventured into the cavern, angel had hoped that kyle was okay. it'd be a pain if he had to be the one to carry a corpse all the way down the hill. "you better not die on me or i swear to arceus..." following the poochyena would eventually lead team b to directly where not only the fragile kyle and his poor poochy were, but to the abomasnow as well. coming to an abrupt stop, angel would skid to halt he and his ludicolo altogether. "there it is, strike it down with fire!" and with a flaming torch hovering in the palm of his hand. ludicolo would release the fire without hesitation, a brilliant flame of glory surged toward the abomasnow. catching it by surprise from the front. though the fire was great, that didn't sit well with the angry walking tree. the snowstorm it made was great, and also freezing. but they were going to turn the tides here and now, "ludicolo, use mist!" expelling a cloudy fog from its maw, ludicolo began to cover the floor in an area of mist. though not much fog had been released, the white smog hovered about the floor near the trio. "and you know what comes next..." angel grinned, "...let's hit it with moon blast!" angel exclaimed. and with a white, pinkish sphere charging in between the palm of ludicolo's hands. he'd, then, release a powerful ray of light directly toward the abomasnow. although it seemed successful at first. the abomasnow was not going down without a fight, and thus utilized wood hammer to forcefully counter and hold the moon blast at bay with all its might. ludicolo and abomasnow were now at a standstill, utilizing their willpower to outdo the other. one pokemon waiting for the other to give out. "hold him there ludicolo, don't let up!" the abomasnow had power and great defense, but ludicolo's moon blast had no plan on losing against woodhammer. one of the two would soon give up, but which is the question? ooc notes: hi, kyle lopez . mission: krampus

let's go again, i want mOrE!!!!!!

"seriously?" he responded. it was light out, and if he was barely near the entrance? that just meant angel had his work cutout. "alright, that dog of yours is your saving grace. i've got ludicolo with me," angel informed. it wasn't brought to his attention until he realized something, "wait...is the abomasnow not with you?" if it wasn't with kyle, then where the hell was it?! "it must be somewhere in the cave, goddammit...more work then i need." internally the baggy eyed male sobbed, externally? he just looked exhausted and not wanting to participate. "alright, ludicolo--" interrupting his dance, angel would extend his hand for assistance to stand. once he was pulled onto his feet, he'd take a berry out of his bag and fed it to his ludicolo. "now use natural gift to create a fire around your hand, we'll use the fire to as a torch." thankfully this move allowed him to manipulate the elements for a duration. hopefully they would run into poochyena soon. now they were off, with contact to kyle. he'd ask, while walking into the dark cavern, "can you stand? are you hurt or anything? the abomasnow may not be close to you, but that doesn't mean he's far. so be careful and have your other dogs stand guard." angel informed kyle, "there's a high-chance we may lose connection the further i go inside. so you better not die, it'd be a pain if i had to carry a corpse back to the league..." angel groaned. ooc notes: hi, kyle lopez . mission: krampus

"of course, i took the liberty to contact the mayor of this town. he's gonna shack us up with one of the local inns here!" secretly angel just wanted to sleep, that's why he specifically chose an inn. "and guess what gender is running that inn? a man--and guess who'll be staying in the inn?" he looked toward Laurence Anderson with a widened grins. his baggy eyes causing one to wonder if he were sane or, well, insane, "us." he's insane. yup, they were doomed. "we're not too far from the location, it's called 'yuki's inn'!" it wasn't hard to tell that the name had been inspired by a frosslass. but there was also a reason this specific inn was chosen--the old man. as he and Laurence Anderson ventured toward the inn and made way inside once by the entryway. they were greeted by an old man no taller then six-feet. the kimono dressed male possessed a long beard, a bald head, and a pair of glasses upon his face. with a bow, he'd introduce himself to be, "...sosuke at your service, we've been expecting you league members!" sosuke stated. but before sosuke could allow himself to continue any further. the old man had been caught off next mid-sentence by angel, "as much as i'd like to get myself onto a nice bed, sir. as you're aware, we're on official league business." showing him proof of identification, angel continued, "my name is angel rivera, and this is my partner Laurence Anderson." a single hand placed upon his hip, baggy eyes and a toothy grin shown, angel would, then, say, "i'm sure you understand why we're here. but just to be sure, wanna give'em the rundown Laurence Anderson while i take out the goodies before night officially falls?" he'd ask Laurence Anderson. ooc notes: hi, i'm super sleepy and wanted to get a post out before bed. mission: yuki-onna

"no, dammit!" tugging on the delibird's bag, it tugged right back. it was strong for a small bird, but, though he may have been tired, he wasn't going down without a fight. the snow white haired male argued with the small, frail little pokemon. both it and he were not in the process of giving up. though, eventually, "okay, take it." angel released the bag. the bird was sent flying into a random tree, bumping its head all the while. "i'm tired," angel fell placed himself unto the snowy ground and began to turn s. scratching his butt all the while, he was no longer in the mood to get the delibird off of this mountain. "can't say we didn't try, mission successful--let's go home...or sleep for a bit." and thus he began to slumber. the delibird, on the other hand, was not excited. "i'm sure it'll be fine on its own. it makes this trip by itself dozens of times, what's so different this go round that it needs our help." scratching his stomach as the sheet of white continued to rain upon him from above. his body was practically half-way covered in a blanket of snow from the waist down--and to be honest? angel, as a matter of fact, sure did plan on sleeping in this cold place. he was well-known for sleeping anywhere in any environment. it's very strange how he worked for the silph as their bodyguard for, at first glance, one wouldn't believe him to have any association with the league from just how lazy and tired he can be. the delibird was quite red, and furious, but it had presents to deliver! so it began to walk away from the duo. angel was uncaring, but as for his partner? well, he wasn't all too sure how Thomas Benoit felt. ooc notes: hi, i made it. it's a bit rushed, but yay! mission: delibird

"all he had to do was dodge, but he couldn't even pull off a simple task like that." speaking to himself, angel stood off to the side as he poked his head into the bowels of the monster's cavern. abomasnow had stolen many people as of late and they were all residing within the beast's abode. it was their--or rather his--job to save the captured people and fellow league members who were sent on this job before he and his partner. "it better have been apart of his plan to get caught..." a yawn escaped the maw of angel's mouth. the coast was clear, "alright then, ludicolo..." with a lazy toss of his ball, he'd call out his pokemon. ludicolo would manifest from a white light. emerging before its trainer in order to receive it's instructors, "we're going to try this again." reaching into his satchel of goodies, he'd come to examine the amount of berries he had left. "alright then...we've got enough berries to produce a miracle here; although, we're running low on the ones that'll help you produce fire." angel added, "i wonder..." he remembered they possessed communicators for moments like these. the communicators were in the form of an earpiece, and luckily angel still had his. pulling it out from his pocket and placing it into his left ear, he'd say, "here goes nothing..." sitting on his buttocks and taking a casual lean against the cold wall. he sat outside of the beast's cave and began to dig in his ear, and said, "hey, dog-boy...you there?" he lazily called out for into the communicator. a yawn followed right after. as they waited, ludicolo began to twirl about. ooc notes: hi, i made it. it's a bit rushed, kyle lopez. mission: krampus

"...and that's the mission." a loud yawn escaped the maw of a male whose hair color was as white as snow. baggy eyes and a hobo-chic attire were enough to tell another that the male has not been getting enough sleep lately or depressed. the answer is neither, he just dressed that way on purpose. with thermal socks and brown sandals upon his feet for the winter, it wasn't the look of someone who should be out in the cold on a mission to save a town. and don't even get us started on his top-wear--a black hoodie was all he needed; whereas, underneath it, he wore a blue tank-top, and for his bottom attire? a pair of gray sweats. "let's just hurry up and get his over with, i miss..." the male paused in order to yawn, "...my room." afterwards, continued to walk forward toward the town that dreaded sundown. "we're here, and it's almost dark. we best get a move on, Laurence Anderson." he called to his fellow league partner, "the spirits aren't going to exorcise themselves." with one hand in his pocket, the snow haired male possessed a briefcase in the other with items they'd be needing to ward off the spirits that were draining the men of this town. ooc notes: hi, i made it. mission: yuki-onna