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as the earth quakes, noah springs to his feet. galvanized by the hastened beat of his heart, his form assumes position.[break][break]

his own limbs rise into strictly disciplined lines. both of his hands would have been sculpted into fists were it not for the readied pokeball in his right hand.[break][break]

"you've fought him before?" noah says out of the corner of his lip. he does not let his eyes stray from their threat. "should i be worried?"[break][break]

he summons his chesnaught and the green guardian lands upon the misty floor with a growl.

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noah does not spare words, seconds. a SKETCHED GEOMANCY descends upon noah's machamp from smeargle brush. [break][break]

quickly, the pokemon charges forth, its brutish body pushing past petrified prophets. noah follows too.[break][break]

however, there is little time. this yveltal knows the ins and outs of this domain in the most literal sense, for it begins to emerge beneath matias.[break][break]

"no!"[break][break]

though his pokemon expresses discontent, training takes over. noah leaps and his machamp grabs him by the leg to swing and toss. through the air, the gym leader's soars toward matias, his shadow rippling across stone heads.[break][break]

with a harsh thud, noah tackles matias out of harm's way. however, the gym leader's unharmed in the following blast of ghost energy.

🗺️ SPECIAL HUNT: NOAH FABER will now be able to encounter and catch a MARSHADOW. you must be able to defeat or prove to the marshadow that you are worthy of training them, but this will be no easy task. they quickly learn you and your pokemon's movements, able to mimic their movements by analyzing or hiding in their shadows.

instead, a MARSHADOW takes the yveltal's strike. but it does not petrify immediately. having SPECTRAL THIEF'd noah's machamp, the shadowy creature is inspired. inspired by noah's sacrificial swiftness that it desires to mimic it.[break][break]

it salutes noah as the stones, though slowed by the stolen boons, travel up its small body.[break][break]

"i'm so sorry, man—" noah frowns before his machamp shouts, one of its arms pointing at the unceasing yveltal.

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the gym leader scratches his head and shifts awkwardly. to distract himself, he hoists his electrike up onto the couch, quickly thumbing his choice with the screen faced away: Physical Intimacy.[break][break]

noah's embarrassed, though there are no witnesses. he wonders how and when this game will be taken off the market...

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noah hums in thought. he wonders, briefly, if such a thing truly exists—or if the game has simply generated it from a list of prompts. however, the immersive nature of the game causes him to question his fictional choices.[break][break]

who is he to decide the fate of this new creation? this new creature? then again, he's essentially roleplaying as a dark triad member. he taps CATCH IT FOR OURSELVES.

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noah is already busily chowing down on a meal. angry spoonfuls scrape against a messy plate. funnily, one of the choices matches his food. a johtian curry tinged with the flavour of sweet apple.[break][break]

as noah chows down, houndour and electrike pawing at his legs underneath the table, he selects PIQUANT PIKACHU CURRY.

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"shouldn't go alone. i'll come with." noah says.[break][break]

he is quick to scamper towards the elite four member. sneakers cast pools of spiritual smoke aside, conjuring eerie tails of the post-life.[break][break]

without a sygna suit, fatigue is quick to billow into his blood. being athletic and healthy means little this deep into the border. no flesh belongs here. the realm demands a different doctrine for muscle and bone.[break][break]

"hold up, matias!"[break][break]

he slows. caught off-guard by a terrified masque of one's final moments, the gym leader's attention is stolen for a time. he does not notice the shadow following him, sneaking inside his own umbrage.[break][break]

suddenly, the shadows cast by statue and corporal cast are snuffed. a larger, bird-like shadow darkens the entire field.[break][break]

"shit! look out!" noah cries.

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noah has seen this man before. in his own tours, he has seen the kindler guide travelers across the treacherous ridges and crevasses of mount chimney. however, he has never seen farhan in this light. half-naked(?) and bathing in a lavaridge hot spring.[break][break]

the gym leader frowns; is this a recounting of an old memory, or is it a fantasy gone wild?[break][break]

noah selects: Looking for love... and I think I found it.

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noah looks to the future in his every day. what tomorrow may bring. what the next month may have to offer. if the year will indeed roll over to the next. he attempts to persist in the present, ground himself in the now. but he has learned his lesson with this approach. kanto had fallen, after all. fallen out beneath his sneakers like a tablecloth out from underneath a set of now meaningless plate and glass.[break][break]

"SOMETHING FUTURISTIC..." noah mutters as he taps his phone.

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noah swoops in behind the scope. he has to adjust it some, find a higher tier of tiles to stand on to compensate for his height.[break][break]

as he marvels at the magnified meteors, he ponders his wish. something believable. something attainable. time ticks by, each minior a granule of sand falling through the narrow neck of an hourglass.[break][break]

"okay, um." noah hums in thought, before peeling away from the telescope. "i wish for... kids."[break][break]

he laughs.[break][break]

"or maybe just one. we need someone to help walk the mightyenas, man."

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