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It's good that the other grunt quickly took to the waves while Fenelle's moving across the shore in casual civilian garb. Der usual autism gang is missing, and has been replaced by some lesser used Rocket team pokémon that dee has been spotted with even as civilian, so it's truly whatever. The Bronzong floats observantly nexts to Clover's pokémon, while Dondozo and Froakie actually accompanied him a little bit, staying some distance away to cover more ground - or water as it were.

Fenelle meanwhile gets to feel a little bit tall as dee has made demself comfortable of the nearly but not quite 5 meter Orthworm's head to get a better overview on the beach and the shore here. As dee sees Clover and der pokémon returning, the Orthworm lowers dem gently, and the Rotom - seemingly chilling but actually taking data - in the tablet floats next to the two humans to assisst their communication.

"No worries. I think for now the beach itself might be something to look out for more, if you haven't spotted anything," Rotom's robotic voice sounds, but dee actually continues signing. With a little sign, however, the Rotom would know only to transcribe in text for Clover to read, and dee subtly points at the screen, too, to make sure they would catch it.

With Kyogre right now, I believe the situation in the water is rather tense. But given its latest development, we might want to observe if there's any shift in pokémon population in the water, too ... ... if that's actually relevant.

Fenelle's mind drifts away a bit, as it is prone to do, and spots movement in the corner of der eye ...

clover matamata

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Fenelle doesn't really like admitting unease since it's a terrifying thought with their general high bar to actually feel uneasy, too. However, it doesn't pay to not acknowledge a sinking feeling in der gut, and dee nods at Kenjiro's words as dee looks at the gathered ore. "We'd better get out quickly before anything happens, yes. Feels like something's gonna happen soon."

Or maybe it's just the paranoia induced by this place - whatever the cause and the reason, Fenelle would rather not linger around long enough to find out. So, dee similiarly to Kenjiro, packs up der bag full with ore, but not as full as possible so they could swiftly exit the power spot.

For now.

Kenjiro Yamada
total 250pts, 1 curio

The surprise is not an uncommon sight for Mille, and it's good that Makoto isn't the type to largely flinch and flail - it's always making things a bit awkward even if dee could understand the reaction. Mille nods at Makoto's question that would simultaneously be transcribed by the Rotom into text. "Ms Lulu Flint used Rotoms to communicate with me, it's really a neat idea. This Rotom's very adept at translating, it might be its best quality." The Rotom appears largely impassive, but might be a bit hurt - well aware that it's not as cut-throat as Rocket pokémon might need to be.

"I'm thinking if a Porygon might also be good for such things," dee adds, before turning to also look at the pastries around here. "Are you also on a break?" dee signs, letting the Rotom translate it into robotic speech (and also text on the screen).

However, dee still doesn't manage a full look at the baked goods, as the Vulnona catches der eye again. Curiously, dee looks at the fox that's on the floor and, without further thinking, finds demself bending der body as if to go upside down without der feet actually leaving the ground.

Makoto Kurumi

Fenelle's clearly out of breath as the last beat is hit, having managed to achieve a new personal best among combos despite everything. (It's "Adapt, Overcome" all over again.) Dee takes a deep breath of the stuffy arcade air, not looking at the screen until Shalin pointed it out- Oh, dee has totally missed that this isn't the usual victory screen, but ... something like a boss fight stage?

Curiously, dee starts looking at the selection there with numbers that are definitely intimidating, but also ... thrilling, in a way. For dem, the challenge would be fairly easy, but even then the difficulty within der level is nothing like dee has seen before.

Eventually, however, dee just simply has no idea what to pick there since it's der first time, as well as they might generally fare after the first hiccups. Dee gestures at Shalin's screen, as if motioning for her to pick up something. Dee doesn't talk, but der expression seems to be challenging, ready to take it up a step despite the heavy breathing.

(Dee really needs to work on that ...)

Shalin Nariya

Der autism gang proves, however, quite adept at finding interesting pokémon. And right now, it comes in form of a Vaporeon that seems to be a bit more resourceful than the usual kind you'd find ... which immediately prompts Fenelle to take out a pokéball to throw the unassuming wild pokémon for der own collection and purposes. However, one pokéball isn't quite enough for the cunning feline-canine-quadruped to be caught ...

Guess we need to do it the hard way, Fenelle signs towards der pokémon, who quickly overwhelm the Vaporeon by sheer number.

capture attempt vaporeon

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One by one, pixel squares blink out to mirror the static that Fenelle is sending out to the League comms dee has jammed. But the change to them is gradual - the Genesects and cameras' vision is filled first with white, blinding light that couldn't be accurately rendered before the visual sensors melt away.

But in every image, in every iteration the robots are fixed on the same two, like a fixed angle.

A fix point of a set of possibilities.

A golden beacon, a roaring flame.

Dee can't allow demself to wallow in the theatrics too long as they celebrate a victory over burned grass. There's more to do because this little distraction might hold them for too long.

FIGHT THEM. FOR THE GLORY OF ROCKET.

A simple reason, but the only one dee knows. Within Rocket, there lays everything.

---

Amidst the chaos, it's barely noticeable that some things might be amiss. Soon they'd be painted over, washed away by the constant stream of ongoing battles that do not remember now - only later when everything's done and lost.

New Rockets swarm and join forces now against Livy and Morales proper, calling for a multitude of pokémon in dizzying flashes of red. Defenses are raised with a roar, and attacks are fired - it's hard to figure out who and what as the beams and blasts and balls melt together in their energies.

A Hisuian Goodra's Dragon Breath is particular in the mix. And from the back, a Sandstorm seems to rise - the heat of the attacks melts and turns the grains into sharp, hot glass as they surge onward.

ollie morales PENELOPE LIVY

MP +10
reflect on loyalties/why they're fighting: it's all rocket (w/o rocket fen would most certainly not be like dee is now)

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It's taken some additional time for Fenelle to coordinate with the troupe members, but it's worked out all in all. Bronzong could pick up the psychic waves of the other pokémon and adjust its dance accordingly.

Not that there's too much moves going on, as the Bronzong's essentially a big bell. And it does that job quite well - with its species being the announcer of rain, its rain dance in combination with other pokémon calls for a pleasant drizzle, a refreshing time when everyone is tense.

And Fenelle watches the performance rapt as well, finding demself swaying slightly to the visual rhythm.

tag list:
Fenelle Miller with bronzong
Eduardo Hisakawa with baxcalibur
DESIREE BLOOMS with florges
Victoria Beckett with phione
Jack Napier with azumarill
Ettie with smeargle
calla roth with altaria
Navy with roaring moon

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Fenelle lets out a quiet breath as Livy and Morales take the bait. It's unclear whether it's relief or something else dee can't allow - not for this moment. Not when things are going according to plan.

Dee lets a moment pass, then nods. Everything here is done - they would leave soon. Dee calls in a few Rocket grunts, giving them some of der balls - Orthworm, Hisuian Goodra - to carry into an upcoming fight while dee would keep hidden for now - for as long as possible.

(Don't think about what'll happen if they find you.)

---

The explosions lead them to a plaza - a beautiful place constructed to be jolly and merry. One can still imagine the flowers dancing in a soft breeze. Trees standing tall and providing cool shade. People strolling and laughing.

But that's another timeline.

Fire spreads and feasts upon growing things to make room for new ashes to fall and cover the earth. Their cause often stands nearby, letting out metallic shrieks as they heed the commands of the Rocket fighters that accompany them.

With the arrival of Livy and Morales, the terror stops for one second to breathe - hope, maybe, or something worse.

No word is spoken as everyone leaps into motion.

Civilians run towards their leaders in hope of salvation.

Rocket lurges forward, blasts and lasers filling the smoking air. But it's not aimed at them - they're stupidly brave enough to face them, but not confront them directly. Split their attention is the agenda as they aim for streetlamps and debris, falling as the civilians pool.

Create enough distraction to keep them as occupied as possible.

(If there's room to think, the mind might stumble. The attacks are fearsome and threatening, but not as violent as one would think. Their number makes up for it, as several attacks launch simultaneously. The robotic movements of the Genesect smooth, and perhaps even in sync as their individual trainers fall into harmony at miniscule odds.)

MP +10
experience relief: the bait worked
ollie morales PENELOPE LIVY

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At last, the Leaguer spills. Not as much information as one could hope for, but it's something to get started with - something to find the cracks needed to sneak through them. Fenelle nods at Jill as well as the job's done, with the Rotom having transcribed every information. It'd compile some of it into a file, but still keeps the original record for Fenelle to backtrack should the need arise.

"At some point, you gotta wonder where they come from ..." Fenelle signs with a slight shake of der head at Jill's words after the prisoner's taken away, before nodding. "Good work either way. Let's see what the next one'll be about..."

At least dee thinks there's a discernible pattern by now, another idea added to the analysis of the psyche.

@jill

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Fenelle ponders for a moment as the next region is revealed - an Unovan dish ... and, similiar to howard slayte, dee actually comes up with a good old classic. Burger. It meets the dough requirement dee has set for demself, so dee swiftly goes to work. Dee couldn't really actually let the dough rest for as long as it needed to, but they'd figure something out. With the help of Magnemite providing electricity and control over the kneading machine, the dough's quickly able to be put to rest so Fenelle could start with the ... boring part.

Patties are constructed, both vegetarian made of potato and normal made with beef and put to rest so dee could finish up the Brioche Buns. A time limit is always quite stressful, and it's even moreso when the limit doesn't actually take baking into consideration, but hey, dee's up for the challenge.

Porygon keeps translating the spoken words around dem to text, but gets distracted quite easily, transcribing some unnecessary chatter so that dee would leave it be for now. Dee would divert its focus later, but for now, Magnemite's warning nudges should be enough. The duo needs to put some more pep into their work, but eventually finish up.

A classic burger with an excellent bun and a decent enough layering in the middle. But the bun is truly good, or as good as it can get at the moment.



dish burger
3ZrcOJpR+29

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The Orthworm immediately senses the danger and, just trusting Mille has a clear dive direction, calls for a Sandstorm to obstruct their enemy's vision - but as ever, he's really adamant on staying alive and not fainting, so he immediately retreats into his ball again after Shed Tail to create a false lead.

Gladly, Shalin focuses on the Orthworm, too, allowing Mille to reach the ready-to-teleport Abra after quickly recalling all of der pokémon in a beam of red light. With another, honestly a bit unceremonious blink, dee makes it out alive and uncaptured from this encounter, but arriving in the new meeting place, dee frowns.

Seems like not everyone's been quite as lucky ... maybe they'll need to plan a prison break next if they could spare the resources at this moment. Maybe the region will fall into chaos soon enough either way ...

Shalin Nariya

Fenelle should just stay away from the beach, really. It's not worth the hassle, and it's doubly not worth the hassle if you stupid (affectionately) pokémon forget something at the beach so you have to return the very next day. Especially if the very next day is even hotter than the day before.

With a stoic and unusually stern expression, dee gestures at the autism gang to start searching - and they scatter immediately, for better or for worse. Maybe dee should've just come here alone ...