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"gambling's so fun." he commented, walking toward the table. "you never know what the outcome might be, win or lose. you don't know what you're really made of until you've taken that grand leap of fate in risking it all." hands slid across the table as he circled it. once on the other side of the table, he'd come to a halt.

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"you know, i should tell you a little secret." he'd look toward the duo from across, "there's an actual way to cheat at this game you know." mr. mime resided upon his back, nodding as arian spoke. "there're several ways really..." looking toward the duo, he'd ask, "do you think i've used one of those ways?"

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ow admirable. chuckling, arian responds, "your leader is truly lucky to have honest men." unlike the league. "alright then, lower your barrier and gardevoir shall do her best to save your command. her power is strong, but it's no miracle worker." heal pulse would, at best, keep the man from walking upon death's doorstep. "gardevoir, once the barrier ceases tend to their wound." with a nodded response. gardevoir readied himself to conduct medical attention.

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once the barrier dissipated, gardevoir moved in to treat @mimikyu's wound. "to resume with our discussion, i don't want either of you to get the wrong idea." a skittish grin, arian continued, "i'm not exactly an ally nor am i an enemy. i'd say i'm more of a..." touching his chin, he carefully thought on the word to describe himself. "ah! a game master." a hand placed over his stomach, he'd take a bow. "an arbiter if you will. one who has ingrained the definition of 'absolute neutrality' within him. you have a better chance of allying with me than anyone else, why not come join the side where there is no loser or winner?" arian offered, extending his hand to the duo.

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"of course, you can remain where you are with rocket; just as i will remain with league. i don't have any intention of deserting my home," for now, "but i do have a desire to see something pretty interesting happen in the future. if fate will allow it that is." an impish grin and a low snicker. the blonde would add, "you can't tell me that you're both in team rocket to merely steal pokemon and pillage towns just because? you must have a reason..." a tone of curiosity, arian's gaze narrowed with a piqued interest. "did your leader promise the two of you something good? something worthwhile if you followed rockets footsteps? did he use physical or verbal persuasion to make the both of you submit?" no, there was no way they could be doing this against their will.

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"if that's the case, you're better off allying with me. unlike your leader, i'm not one to make false promises." pointing at his own eye, he'd lower the lid on his left, "i can see it. the both of you are fighting for something, but for what is the question."




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tag: @mimikyu , marcel maeda
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eep down inside. the response she'd given arian had been ecstasy. "you're an interesting one, persephone!" leaning in, he'd enclose the distance between the duo. seviper, watching and remaining from his position. rotating his body to bump shoulder-to-shoulder with one another. a titter escaped his throat.

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"you're a woman after my own heart aren't you?" a playful poke, he'd severe their physical connection. arian stood tall. his body swaying forward and back. he was like a giddy child poking fun at the relationship of adults, "you know, there's nothing wrong with admiring someone." arian took a few steps forward, his back facing persephone.

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"but loving them is differently. love can become a strong weapon," he paused to look over his shoulder, "and someones greatest weakness." facing forward, he continued on, "so it begs the question really, is it a good idea to lower the inhibition of fernando? i mean, hypothetically speaking, if you two were to get together. wouldn't that prove disastrous or a bad idea?" he'd turn to face the dark-skinned female.

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arian's facial expression became vacant, blank. he stared with a deadpan look, asking his question, "i mean if something were to happen to you. that could prove disastrous for fernando's well-being, but you that's just one of many theories. excuse me for speaking frankly, but it's truly a scary thing to think about; what if you aren't important to him? what if he went about his life, even though knowing a tragic incident happened to you, acting as if it doesn't--or really at all--effect him? did that mean your feelings weren't reciprocated; did he even care at all about you to begin with? was he using you this entire time?" a hand clamped to arian's face, covering half of his right side but revealing his left.

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"human beings are the greatest threat of all if you think about it, know why? it's 'cause emotions play a big part. and if you became the weakness of someone else...that could spell trouble for others. feelings can cloud our judgement, heighten our emotions, shift our sense of right or wrong; it's amazing really, the greatest gamble worth taking!?" hands brought together as a heinous smile formed upon his face. arian, blushing, shifted his hands in order to make the tip of his fingers, now, touching one another. "do you think fernando would lose himself if he ever lost you or someone close to him? i mean, he lost his father! yet he shows no desire for vengeance; you know what they say, everyone grieves differently i suppose." a playful grin was thrown her way, awaiting for the girl's response.


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tag: persephone amavi
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lakazam ceased his energy output. the light switched from green to red. this was all just one big mess. "you know...pressing random buttons, praying to a god, and wearing a smug look to act as if you knew what you were doing?" listing out his facts. arian raised three fingers her way, and said, "doesn't mean you knew what you were doing." though, he wouldn't admit it, he did commend her for taking a high chance. that was pretty...attractive.

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the way that lunatic partook in a game of chance. had everything gone wrong they could've all lost their life due to her actions. thankfully, they didn't. "i'm just glad we're all still in one piece." turning his back on the lying drunkard, arian added, "you should come challenge my gym, drunky..." looking over his shoulder upon recalling alakazam, "...sober. if you come drunk i'm tossing you the second i smell alcohol." and with that he'd fix his suit.

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faint smile. arian casually strolled to stand next to cait. placing a palm upon her right shoulder, he'd say, "cait, don't worry." he reassured her, "we will, it'll take time. but we will, you just have to be patient." slateport was their largest city. the capture of this city is, and will always be a big deal. to have lost such a place, the league had to clean up their mess.

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"in time we'll figure something out." for her to think of snacking on something at a time like this. "honestly," arian chuckled "i'm sure we can find a half-raided vending machine in this place somewhere. they're the best thing about being in a hospital." as arian was preparing to leave he'd come to see a strange item underneath the desk. "hey, what's that..." arian said, pointing to the eye capturing item.

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"find anything interesting or suspicious in your rooms?" he asked the greenette.
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tag: cait alfric
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oger. growlithe remained on standby with absol. arian and cait ventured into the sealed room and prepared for extraction. searching the bookshelves. arian checked to see if anything was out of the ordinary.

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"a room like this must have some goodies inside, right? i can't wait to find it!" he checked each book. tossing one after another off of the shelf. "nothing in this or that," he spoke aloud during his search. laughing, he'd comment, "maybe we should join team rocket. this feels so bad yet so good, breaking things and sneaking around." arian chuckled. it was an annoying job, but he was actually enjoying himself.

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the mission, in a weird way, had been therapeutic. "anything on your end?" he asked, still searching through each book.

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"find anything interesting or suspicious in your rooms?" he asked the greenette.
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tag: cait alfric
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bashful expression. he was surprised by her declaration of calling him 'dapper'. "t-this is no different from my everyday attire!" arian retorted. and then they were off.

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the changing process was simple. he'd already been prepped compared to cait. during his wait, he was merely practicing and rehearsing his lines. this is no different from doing a commercial or being on a talk show. arian was well-renowned throughout lilycove for various promotional shoots and being the face of the casino.

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though he may be used to the camera. he wondered if cait had this. "what am i thinking..." a grin sprawled unto his face. it, then, shifted to a sinister one, "of course she has this." showtime. once the blood had officially been plastered upon arian, he made way toward the set.

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before their scene was to begin. he'd wink toward the average beauty, whispering, "break a leg." good luck. as if the duo needed it.

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and with the set growing quiet. all that was left was for the director to yell, "action!" arian stood over the doctor's body, then, stepped over it. slowly walking toward the dying the girl. he stood there, with pain as his expression. staring at the average beauty barely hanging on by a thread, "i..." johnathan hesitated to speak. he wasn't sure how to express his feelings. "my name is johnathan, and i..." he hesitated, "...i'm a murderer." he tightly gripped the knife, "and it's because of meeting you...i became sloppy, confused, and i'm..." the blonde never broke eye contact with the girl, all while finally saying, "i'm in love with you."

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it hurt to say that. it killed him inside. a tear within his left eye began to well-up, "and you're the first person--the first girl--i've never wanted to harm before. and that infuriates me..." he bit his tongue. he gripped his knife tightly. what did she have to say for herself for breaking johnathan. it was her job to repair him for the mess she caused him to be, was it not?

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lakazam ceased his energy output. arian turned toward his alakazam, screaming, "you stop when i say stop! i got this!" alakazam, quickly, went back to utilizing his kinetic energy to keep the machine stable. "what is wrong with you?! are you daft woman!?" he knew when someone knew what they were doing, and she was just touching anyting that looked red or had a lever!

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"if this goes south, you're taking fault for this you drunkard!" she was acting like a drunk! how was this woman a member of the league?! "how the hell are you a member of the league?!" the blonde asked aloud. whatever she was doing was, somewhat, working. but he wasn't sure if it was due to alakazam or random button mashing. "this isn't a video game, you stop that right this minute!" arian shouted.

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he was too calm. perhaps he'd been rubbing off onto her a little too much. arian, nervously, chuckled.

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"right," arian agreed. he'd reach into the inner pocket of his vest. he'd come to reveal growlithe's ball capsule, enlarged it, and released his fiery pet. "something small will be best suited. growlithe, be sure to pick any scents." he commanded the fiery pup. an immediate cry was uttered, a sign that he was aware of his duty.

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with each glance. arian searched a room, peeking and making sure that there were no intruders inside. he'd enter each room to search the cabinets and drawers. nothing of interest caught his eye. "no dice in this room." he checked another, "nothing in this one either." each room was across the hall of another. so, cait had the option to enter a room with the blonde or check upon the hall opposite to the room he checked.

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"find anything interesting or suspicious in your rooms?" he asked the greenette.
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esmerizing. arian, stunned, stared at the newly reborn cait. "you look..." different wasn't even the right word. how should he answer? "...stunning." that's the right word, right? arian was stunned to begin with. to call her beautiful would've made it seem as if she weren't perfect already. arian, returning a sheepish grin, ecstatically said, "this is gonna be one heck of a film!"

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the director came to intercept their conversation. telling the duo of the scene that they were to be doing, and should have read, "filming will begin soon so now it's time for you two to get in your costumes. the scene to be filmed is one that's heart-wrenching, scary, and maybe a little confusing for cait's character." looking toward cait, "arian, the killer a.k.a. 'johnathan', just came into your hospital bedroom. where you lay upon your deathbed. johnathan is covered in blood and has a bloody knife in hand. johnathan just got done killin' your doctor in front of you, i'm talkin'..." he'd make the gesture of one having their throat slit "...before he has the chance to tell you that you're far from saving--yer dead, finished, finito, life over."

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what an explanation. the director continued, "you've known for awhile that johnathan was a killer, how? doesn't matter, it's a short film. we can't cover everything sweet cheeks. you're not surprised by what he's done because, for some unknown reason, ya' love'em." turning to arian, he'd explain his character, "and you love her. you stand in front of her bloody, the knife meant for cait is in your hand and covered with the doctor's blood, you've kept your identity as a killer a secret for so long that, all for this girl, you became sloppy and careless. your heart is a wreck. she's going to die, and you've never loved anyone as much as you've love this girl. there's so much you want to tell her and it's hard because you don't have much time!" clapping his hands together, he'd leave them with a this, "give me a scene that'll send me into a heart attack."

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and so he left them to their vices. "well, that was terrifying." arian chuckled nervously. "i'll be sure to cut my ties with this director for future shoots and endeavors." covering his mouth with the palm of his hand, arian whispered, "between me and you, he scares me."

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he close was clear. he moved out. following behind cait. arian attempted to open the front entrance. "no dice, huh?" so it really was cut.

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side entrance it is. "you'd think rocket members were loitering about, who'd have thought it'd be this easy." arian guided the pair to the side. as they ran to the left side, there was a staircase leading upward. the side entrance had already been open. "that door is metal, look at the side..." the keypad beside it wasn't just fried, but the metal door's handle had been torn off. "whoever came this way forced themselves inside. so we better be on high alert..." arian took the lead and ventured up the stairs.

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once inside, the hospital's interior was a mess. the hall was filled with dried blood, holes, and barely lit lighting. the hall was practically filled with flickering bulbs. stretches, blankets, paper, and medical tools were practically all on the ground. "what the hell happened in here, it's like something out of a horror film; i feel like a killer might jump out." arian whispered to cait. [break][break]

"this is a big hospital and we're only on the first floor. where should we even start?" he asked.

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