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indeed, there she stands...[break][break]

a tainted memory of his experience in sea mauville. all he wanted to do there was to help anyone and anything that was found to be under duress, and at the same time, learn more about the environment that is being endangered evermore as he speaks. one of the more bitter memories, rather. he can vividly recall the words that stood out to him the most. '...watch out for youself, too...'[break][break]

even now, those words continue to ring like a gong in his head, perhaps enough to potentially trigger a migraine. despite tides of war flooding over his conscience, he contemplates as to what could say or do to alleviate the pressure of now having to answer to the report he had given regarding his progress during his expeditions at the aforementioned venue.[break][break]

suppose that only the truth of what he saw, of what he had experienced is the only choice in this matter. as he claims a seat across from the captain, he scans the material in front of him. he can recall the words that are scribed here, for it was the paldea-born ranger himself who had written them. how much does he remember?[break][break]

"all of it, as if had happened yesterday. i was paired up with one of the volunteers to investigate an edifice on the verge of sinking, searching for hints of intel. kyle lopez , was his name. together, the two of us managed to rescue a scientist surrounded by a horde of toxapex, inside the building."[break][break]

is this enough information to go on, as if the report wasn't any indication; contrary to the captain's words, silverio and kyle were successful in their operation because they watched out for others...

annalise henderson

NOTES

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the skies directly above him instantly overcast, and droplets begin to fall suddenly. rain!? silverio could not recall any mentions of showers in the weather forecast for today? but just as he begins to ponder if some meteorologist may have been off their rocker today, a bulky bird with a massive beak comes swooping down on he and his luxray.[break][break]

perhaps it's hungry, in search of some grub. pelipper intensely looks to the duo with wide, bland eyes. sadly, the man does not possess anything to spare it. "guess it's time to go fishing, pal." he suggests, to which the gleamy-eyed feline huffs in an exasperated tone, feigning reluctance. do pelipper like fish? naturally...eh, worth a shot.[break][break]

neither of them anticipated a 'plus one' on this expedition today, but...suppose the bird may prove useful during times of where high heat could pose a threat, right?

solo wild (flying/water)

NOTES

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perhaps any other pokémon making that jump would've had a far easier time that the eevee did. nonetheless, he made it in one piece and that's what counts. what's more was that the silly little fluff ball now has some company as he eagerly awaits the return of his trainer from his routine run and carrying out his duties. unexpectedly, the mawile offers praise in the form of a headpat - something that silverio would sometimes do as well as a show of affection. needless to say it excites the eevee, his bushy tail erratically swaying.[break][break]

"thanks buddy, i've been practicing quite a lot!" and apparently, it shows. although this daring doesn't seem to stray too far from the concerns that allegedly plagued the steel-fairy pokémon. the question renders the eevee's mouth agape for a moment. in a strange yet comprehensible way, the fluffy guy can relate to the (literally) internal struggle, with some of that being his own fault, admittedly. as he would state...[break][break]

"stomach issues, oh boy, have i! sure have, mainly when i eat stuff that i shouldn't while my human's not looking, hehe...he helps take care of me when that happens, but then gives me an earful right after i start feeling better. hahaha...are you having the same problem?"

Chrysanthe Kubrick

NOTES

✦ mission: daycare playdate[break]
✦ posts: 3 of 5+[break]
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the beauty of technology...[break][break]

except there was nothing pretty about this unorthodox situation they find themselves in. luckily, the impromptu duo manages to arrive at the designated locale long before the porygon would. alas, this was only the first step in the masked content creator's plan to catch those wayward porygon once and for all. soon enough, connectivity has been established, both in the masked one's streaming device and silverio's communicator. as the camera focused on the ranger for a mere second, he keeps busy by exporting a message to headquarters - basically, stating that some weird shit is happening and that he'll deal with it. somehow.[break][break]

"sounds like a plan." he agrees, and now it was just a matter of executing it.[break][break]

with the wolf waiting in the wings, one porygon emerges in the vicinity, their cue to strike. the toxtricity is able to shock it into submission, which allows for silv's lycanroc to follow-up with a swift quick attack to knock the dastardly thing down a peg. but that's only one of who knows how many there are. it may require a solid combined effort; how much dream work will this amount of teamwork create? only time will tell, and there may not be enough time to consider other possible solutions.[break][break]

"it's working...!? it seems like they're attracted to parts of cyberspace that are more active...! interesting..."

JULIAN BRIERLEY

NOTES

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the contents of this book are indeed worth recording, for it's something that silverio could want to look back on when theorizing about other possibilities presented by rifts in time and space. and as if it were waiting for a cue, like a safari warden making a call for guests to retreat, a fresh crack in dimensions has opened up behind the adventurous duo.[break][break]

as for the book containing material potentially carrying high value, what to do with it? for a moment, silv was tempted to ask keiko for a photo of this discovery, but thought better of it. history of any should be remembered, celebrated, and not tampered with, after all. with that in mind, he slipped the material back underneath the carcass's attire, then turned towards the rift.[break][break]

"right...on to the next one..." to another realm waiting to be explored, that is...perhaps...

keiko mori

NOTES

✦ prompts completed: 4 of 4[break]
✦ we outta here, gg's! thanks for coming![break]
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by any normal standards, the sheer cold would allegedly be non-existent in hoenn, for it was said to be classified as a tropical region. however, with the multitude of phenomena that have cursed these lands for time immemorial, parts of the region have been plagued with what feels to be subzero environments - including where the two rangers stand at this very moment. it makes little difference to silverio, though, for he had grown accustomed to it in his younger days as a competitive battler traversing the diverse terrains that paldea had to offer.[break][break]

alas, hoenn and paldea are too widely different regions...[break][break]

the trials he had faced back in those days pale in comparison to the challenges that stood before him in hoeen since his arrival, ever growing to be a taller order by the day. another major difference being that, in those early days, he had no means of support. each day, he had battled, journeyed, and studied alone. then again, he was just a growing boy on a daunting 'treasure hunt' at that time. here in hoenn, however, in his two-plus years of service with the rangers, he has gained the support of countless peers, and it would take more than ten fingers to count them.[break][break]

suppose he can add juliana to that list...[break][break]

that is to say, depending on her assessment here today. but just as many others have invested their faith in him, he will believe that the rookie will be well on the rise to success in little to no time at all. her actions, devoid of words, leave the impression of nerves settling into her skin. understandable, to tell the truth. seeing her practically stumbling in the manner that she does triggers memories of silverio's first field expedition. it damn sure wasn't pretty to say the least, but it was the ticket he needed to propel himself on his quest to be a more reliable ranger. he can only hope that the same will hold true for juliana.[break][break]

"it's alright, you don't have to tell..."[break][break]

the sight of words written on her mobile device stuns him for but a moment. "...me...?" questions begin to brew in the senior ranger's mind. could she have lost her voice? or could she just be far too nervous to try and project herself in that way? whatever the case, he marks a mental note to traverse with utmost caution; the last thing he'd want to do is...well...anything that'd make her less comfortable what she's likely already feeling. in which case...[break][break]

"no problem. like i said, i hope that we won't have to battle anyone here, or anything for that matter, anytime soon. for now, just stay on your toes and keep your eyes open, 'kay?"[break][break]

from within the confines of balls strapped along his waist, he summons his patented canine companion, a lycanroc said to be born in the hour of dusk. "hey buddy, let's do our best to help our new friend here feel welcome, yeah?" the beast briefly greets the rookie in the form of a raised paw as if to offer a handshake, then commences slow steps along the icy trails, with his sharp nose hard at work, sniffing for clues. before long, he barks, signaling a means of discovery. "looks like he found something..."[break][break]

footprints, markings that depict claws, and light traces of blood. "they look fresh...not a good sign; whoever or whatever did this must be nearby..."

Juliana Reyes

NOTES

✦ mission: commitment, act one[break]
✦ posts: 2 of 5+[break]
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times are changing, circumstances are changing, but one thing that has not changed is silverio's diligence and eagerness to accomplish a task given - especially one of which he assigns to himself, that being the studies of hoenn's vastly altering environment and all of its natural inhabitants. but today, that very essence is endangered? by who? or what? is it an effect of the many phenomena that plague the land? with the causes becoming increasingly difficult to decipher by the day, the paldea-born ranger dares to dip his hands into the boiling melting pot of diverse contributions to hoenn's seemingly improbable salvation.[break][break]

all for the sake of its wading longevity, and to prove his worth to the league once and for all.[break][break]

suppose that silv's merits outweight his faults to this point - a stern visage in the face of many dangers that he's encountered, both in this realm and others he has ventured into via rifts in space and time, as well as his ever-evolving intellect and desire to learn. if there's one thing he may learn today, however, it may be this: how to contend with hostile oppositions all on his own. and that, inevitably, is where he finds himself to be today, dispatched onto the routes connecting to the quaint little town of oldale on account of suspicious activity being conducted.[break][break]

while cautiously traversing through tall greens in the midst of ongoing madness, with a flying scorpion-like creature sailing above to serve as a scout, silv instantly recalls a loud memory in his mind. a fellow ranger, saskia volosenkova , had once mentioned being stationed here with her dad. is she still here!? if so, then it's likely that she may be in just as much danger as the pokémon inhabiting these lands. with that in mind, the paldean takes note to try and follow up with her at some point. but for now, he must focus on defending the lives that are being threatened here.[break][break]

one thing stands out on the trails...or was it...? "hey! what are you doing there!? i'm gonna have to ask you to step away; it's not safe here!" he addresses a strangely veiled individual standing alone. their very presence raises an alarm in the ranger's mind. what's their deal...?[break][break]

Diana Cavendish

NOTES

✦ skirmish (2nd of 3)[break]
✦ mp gained in this post: 210[break]
✦ total mp gained in this thread: 210

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it wouldn't be long before wayward duck presents itself to the duo, with its stubby hands clenched on either side of its head, as if to indicate that it's been throbbing in a great deal of pain. a horrid quack plagues their ears, and with that, silverio opts to leave the poor guy to its own devices.[break][break]

best to leave well enough alone, he thinks - no point in initiating contact with a potential hostile. although it was likely that the psyduck may pose little to no threat, silv insists that there is no room for unnecessary diversions.

solo wild (flying/water)

NOTES

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his self-designated personal mission to give more of his poképals some bit of extra screen time continues. today, along one of several routes plagued with disruptions, a gleamy-eyed feline joins the paldea-born ranger on a routine field survey. there'd be no room for leisure on this day, however, with war in full swing.[break][break]

luxray proceeds to scope patches of tall greens and withering leaves with its nose, tracing for scents of anything or anyone that may be deemed suspicious - the first step in the beast's regimen to becoming a viable partner while out on the fields, and for silverio, another step perhaps, towards becoming a more efficient and more dependable ranger.

solo wild (flying/water)

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