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The delphox starts to get the hang of it, and looks to the musharna for confirmation she's doing it how he thinks she should be. If there was any given its hard to tell as the pink pokemon continues toddling forward, seeking the break in the snow that the others seem to have managed to get close to. Without further ado he begins looking for spots in the snow to cloak in energy and push outward with his psychic power, trusting that the delphox will watch for falling debris and be certain no one gets hurt.

Perhaps with time they can help the others chip away the last bit of the wall and make it outside.

---

Evan notices the lack of warmth faster than the fact lars has moved away from him. He's been trying to ignore the fact that everything is a disaster and thinking about how much he's going to owe the old man for making him waddle through the snow to help dig them all out. While the musharna is normally a reasonable fellow he drives a hard bargain any time Evan sits on the sidelines for something.

His arms cross over his chest and his eyes drift to the windows and the walls, he can't help but worry for the building as much as the snow pile. They have no way of knowing how much has cascaded down on the building and the man is only pulled away from his worry by the jacket draped over his shoulders. "What? No- Really I'm okay-" lars talks over him and only gets away with it because Evan is busy burying his flaming cheeks in the collar of the coat. Begrudgingly agreeing to keep it as the ceiling comes crashing down inside the room.

So many problems and only so many pokemon, unwilling to leave Lars' own to take the problem on their own he releases his espeon (a fitting member of his cold weather crew) who flicks her tail at him in greeting. "Aether, copycat" he nods towards lars' metagross and she coos at the sight of another psychic type. Of course- she is not too far off from most of his eveelutions and being a little shit that she is hops on top of the metagross' back as if he were a table for her to plop her ass down on. Her tale flick back and forth, tracking the energies being emitted by the metagross and fortifying his telekinesis with one of her own.

Evan is back to being like a turtle in the coat. "I'm fine, really." he doesn't want to tell him what he really thinks because what he really thinks is that he doesn't want to give the coat back, keeping it seems like a good idea.

"We should see if anyone has succeeded, and then start getting everyone out before this place falls apart." he starts to move for the door, looking for his own pokemon to distract himself from the situation just a little bit.

Laurence Anderson
>>delphox and musharna are chipping away at the breaks in the snow!
>>Evan is hiding in a coat and talking to lars
>>Evan has released his espeon, using copy cat to mimic lars's metagross
>>Evan moves for the door because he got told to stay by the fire and is stubborn

cA61xcS7

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water monkey

Can you imagine evan with an aggron? neither can I. He gets the Aggron

Sneezy bear!

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Evan smiles. "Perfect."

The musharna looks up at him with what Evan recognizes as a sigh. He can tell he's growing tired, as much as the pokemon is one of his must trusted friends there's no denying he's an old man of a pokemon. The psychic pink bowling ball doesn't hold up the way he used to when they were both much younger.

"Mai, Aether, support him."

The pokemon turns with a whine, just to be sure Evan knows he's getting tired but doesn't protest further. The pokemon knows he's the best for it, the glow of his psychic energy is stark against the white of the snow, a bright purple pink. The log begins to float in the air, not nearly as high as it could had he been fresh off the boat but they had quite the trek out here to begin with. The rest of his pokemon do the same, their psychic auras folding around the log to ensure it stays upright long enough for them get the tropius under.

A snap of his fingers brings the volcarona and the mimikyu back to attention. "Alright time to go, get them through." her spins a finger in the air and the Volcarona begins herding the pgrass type forward with her heat, intense enough to usher them forward now and ensure they move. The mimikyu lures them under the branch with a comfortable warmth, working together to coax them through as fast as they can.

Evan turns back to the ranger. "You know how many there are better than me, make sure they all get through." he was the one that picked them up, Evan wouldn't remember worth shit anyway.

He trudges forward with his pokemon, stopping beside the musharna and kneeling down to place a gloved hand on his back while he watches to be sure they all make it through, acting as spotter in case his pokemon falter.

Orion Lykos
>>feel free to handle an unruly straggler or something ovo/

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The two psychic types finds themselves staying close to each other, hoping not to lose themselves or each other to the fray of pokemon, people and falling debris against a pure backdrop. The Delphox in particular turns back the way they have come out of fear for the trainer she has become partial to, soothed only by the murmuring of her fellow psychic. The pokemon assure her that he will follow soon, it just takes him a moment when it comes to the cold.

He directs her attention to something else, to something unique to her that could help them and the Delphox finds herself focusing on the small fire at the tip of the stick she carries with her. All the rest falls away as she focuses on it and her directions to him are swift and precise.

The pair of psychics follow the bulk of the pack, watching for falling items in the snow and chunks of ice large enough to do damage. Her focus on her fire letting her catch them and sling them aside with phenominal reflexes. The musharna doesn't seem to need such focus, an old man with too much experience, he chortles and follows her lead.

>>His pokemon are having a learning experience.
>>The Delphox and Musharna seek the largest grouping to follow and keep safe
>>Evan is waiting for the cue from Vince back at the lodge still

NVfZShIt

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Evan needs to redeem his +100 pd for the advent calendar 23 completed via ball/solgaleo

Yah know what? Why. Not?

Redeeming type 2 evo x1!
Torchic >> Combusken
Combusken learns Double kick!

Redeeming type 3 evo x1!
Combusken >> Blaziken
Blaziken learns Blaze kick!

Redeeming ability capsule x1!
Blaziken's ability switches from
Blaze >> Speed boost!

Evan redeems his Shiny swap from the advent calendar!
Blaziken is now Shiny!

Evan redeems his stolen Kassib berry!
Blaziken gains +1 moveslot

Evan redeems egg move x1!
Blaziken learns Agility!

Evan redeems level tutor x1!
Blaziken learns Fire punch!

Evan purchase level tutor x2! [-80pd]
Blaziken learns Flame charge!
Blaziken learns Sky uppercut!

Evan purchases USUM/SWSH TM x1! [-60pd]
Blaziken learns Sunny day!


An old stone given to Evan by an old tribesman in Hoenn has seemed kinda odd since that nightmare.
The stone has a reaction to his Blaziken!
Evan redeems his Nightmare raid Megastone!
Evan acquires Blazekinite!

Breakdown:
Evan redeems: 1 type 2 evo, 1 type 3 evo, 1 ability capsule, 1 shiny swap, 1 kassib berry, 1 egg move, 1 level tutor and awakens his [event] mega stone!

Evan purchases: 2 level tutors for 80pd and 1 tm move for 60 pd, total cost: 140pd!
However!
Evan is redeeming his 100pd advent calendar prize making the loss only 40 pd for sake of ease to staff!





I'm not sorry

Quick ETA of the final result both for my reference and for yours because this was kind of a lot?
Shiny Male blaziken + Speed boost [mega applicable]
Blaze kick, Fire punch, Flame charge, Sky uppercut, Sunny day, Focus Energy, Agility

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[attr="class","evantalk"]

Evan's laughter is loud and boisterous and contagious as he listens to Orion. He believes him whole heartedly because he's seen his fair share of ridiculous things in the time he's spent traveling and truly, pokemon are limitless by comparison to things humanity will consider acceptable.

The crack interrupts him and the response is instinctual, his arm reaches out to stop his pokemon and the group behind him. "Vince, on your right" his voice is calm and firm and the pokemon gets the idea with ease, dropping the snow he's been shifting out of their way and moving the psychic energies into the direction of the falling branch. Uncertain of where it comes from in the snow he seeks only to ensure it rolls off in front of them and away from the pokemon in the front before they're crushed.

"Vince- the musharna has telekinesis but he's getting tired by now. Anything you've got with psychic properties would be good. He'll just need a little support to help make sure it's high enough for long enough for everyone to make it under. The Volcarona and mimikyu can herd the tropius under it."

His eyes have been squarely on the branch but his face never shows a sign of concern. He's not even frustrated because he supposes it should have been expected. Most of the trees in this area aren't made to weather stuff like heavy snowfall. They're probably lucky they haven't been faced with worse problems yet. He turns to the other individual, calm as can be. "Unless you've got a better idea? Vince will need to rest after just in case we need him again."

A tap on his wrist releases another pokemon, adding his own espeon to the mix. The purple creature flicks her tail up at him with obvious distaste for the cold but waits for whatever may be asked of her.

"I don't like the idea of stressing him out that much but I haven't got anyone with the bulk to deal with that, the other options will take too much time and I doubt we could get it to burn in this." He looks at him now, the worry about his pokemon a little more evident on his face now that he's voiced what was on his mind.

Orion Lykos

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Is it just him or did he manage to get her to soften up to him a little bit? He's pretty sure she just smiled. He'll keep his little victory to himself but it doesn't go unnoticed. Not that he did it juts for the small victory but it was a bonus. He just remembers being her age and hating people treating him like he didn't deserve a real answer just because he wasn't tall enough to pass for being an adult yet. Well what he suspects her age to be at least.

"That sounds about right for this area." he nods along to her answer. It sounded like she was being a bit more honest with him now and he appreciated it, it showed in the smile he returned. "This is a hard place to be to begin with, far too warm." if only mild weather were a more common thing, no? "But at least you've succeeded in one part."

His eyes drift to the little bugger she's got with her, taking down another pokemon now that he has the chance to. "He seems to be doing pretty well. I'm sure as he gets older he'll learn to mellow out a bit. It takes some time usually." he remembers a fair few of his being awfully rambunctious when he first got them.

Speaking of, he snaps his fingers to get the attention of his own pokemon who has wondered further down the trail out of annoyance at him for insisting they continue to be in this dreadful place. The Vaporeon is a diva if he's ever owned one and is likely hoping that if he wonders off far enough he can force evan into heading home (where they can lounge around and the diva can be worshiped as he should be via pets) and getting more and more agitated that it is not only not working but now he's being called back.

The beast comes with a present, because he's not entirely heartless and something else has left the small bird rather beat up and obviously in need of attention. Poisedon comes trotting up to Evan with the small thing dangling from his mouth and leaves it at his feet. He would help if he could but the water type is no fool, his water will only make this worse. "Poor thing." the water type lays on the ground at his feet, content in his part that has been played in this.

Evan reaches down to scoop the bird up in his arm, cradling it against his chest while his free hand reaches into his pack for something to sooth the bird and get it to rest until they make it home. Beyond that he offers it a pokeball, his options for healing aren't much on the road but he can make sure it's well cared for at the Stray.

"Well, with berries being a bust then what are you planning to do now?" he looked back to the kid, curious.

>>capping a poor hurt torchic ;w;
Annie Mei

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Evan listens with greater interest that she is probably expecting of him. "On the contrary dear, nothing boring about it. I suppose it's to be expected that most local economies are going to hold out to a certain degree but most of the cross regional trade has probably taken a pretty major blow. That'll take time to settle again when this blows over."

His voice trails off, he almost doesn't finish. "Or until the region can fully adjust for the extreme weather change." something he desperately hopes those in charge across the region are already working on but he knows how this tens to go.

If the storms rage on too long, he wonders how the region will hold up. It's not ready for something like this.

"I hope it doesn't come to that, the economic shift it could cause is a little worrisome in a region that's only recently been making a recovery from the major blow that the invasion was." he can't say he's an expert by any means, but it's obvious he's not off put by the topic either.

"If it makes you feel any better I used to read text books on stuff like this in the libraries while I was traveling. Had to spend about 3 months straight last year on local and regional laws to take over the Stray, especially since my citizen ship is a little... weird. It's interesting enough and I prefer to know it for myself than just rely on someone else's knowledge of this kind of stuff."

Evan is aware he's one of a rare few that finds such dry text compelling in their own way though it does take him longer than it feels like it should to understand some times. He knows it's generally not an easy thing to learn but his own reading and writing skills are shoddy at best.

cait alfric

[attr="class","evantalk"]

Evan looks at his pokemon as they walk right into his legs and laughs. The Liligant is eager to drop her prizes but stares at the sheep pokemon for a moment before looking up at him and gesturing at her counterpart. He's long since learned to interpret it as her way of asking for help dealing with the creature that seems to be just as much of a living disaster as his trainer was and Evan chuckles at them. He lowers himself to the ground with a surprising ease and gets to work removing the berries from the pokemon's cotton.

"An artificial environment?" he raises a brow, eyes shifting to her and his mimikyu who is watching her with a tilt in her disguise, like the little body beneath it is contorted in curiosity. A habit she has picked up from watching him talk. "That sounds like quite the sight, especially if it fills a gym. That must be gorgeous."

The mimikyu inches closer as her hand reveals the berry, purring from beneath her disguise. Her shadow sneaks from bellow her, stretching and reaching in the clunky shape of a hand. Her shadow wraps around the berry to pull it back under her disguise without ever lifting it. A courtesy the pokemon has mastered after years of travel amonsgt humans. There's a slight clenching in Evan's jaw but he lets it go. He's quite certain the berry was rotten before and while his memory often fails him it's rarely that bad.

His focus shifts back to her inquiry, thinking back to the Stray and the many feet that now prowl its wood floors. "Many more than I am accustomed to frankly. I leave most of them to roam around the property of the Stray while I am gone." his brows furrow for a moment while he thinks. "I try not to count, I've never had more than I can carry on me in the past to be honest. I imagine your own dwarf mine if they're allowed to live as freely as you imply."

The pile of berries growing beside his whimsicott generally ripe, the pokemon having much practice in their gathering though a few seem to stray from the path of ripeness. He can't help but comment. "That's quite the trick you just did."

cait alfric

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"Orion, I'll try to remember that." it's about a 50/50 chance that he will. Not because he won't try though, it's just not as simple as putting effort. Most never realize it but he's long since accepted that his memory will probably never be good. He'll write the name down somewhere later though, and that should make it easier.

Evan glances over his shoulder, checking on the pokemon behind them and assessing the group as a whole. They're clustered together fairly well but the snow and the wind makes it hard to be sure they haven't got someone straying too far from the core of the pack. He whistles over the wind and his Volcarona circles their group, corralling any that seem to be straying outward even the slightest back in before returning to her original positioning. He doesn't expect any of the tropius will go far but the longer the trek the more likely they are to misstep from exhaustion.

He waits until she returns to her spot to continue talking, eyes on her bright colors in the snow to ensure there is no need to address the pokemon directly. "That goes both ways, less people do the work but if people aren't ready to brave the weather then you risk needing even more hands for search parties than you already don't have." not everyone was ready for this. Most weren't even, at least around here. The region didn't usually have to worry about weather like this.

He looks at the man and grins a little. "Nah, I go up pretty unprepared, I'm just more used to doing this kind of stuff than most." he shrugs, not entirely convinced he's not a bloody fool because it's not like he's gone up the mountainsides prepared for the weather. He's already been scolded once for it even. "But thanks, I suppose I'm at least nto viewed as one of the idiots then." he chuckles, because it's funny how things work sometimes.

Orion Lykos

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Something rumbles in the distance of the mountainside and Evan sets down his eggnog, nothing good can come of such things. Its only moments later that the staff for the event are rushing through the crowd calling for something Hoenn is mostly definitely not known for, avalanches.

His hand sneaks out from his sweater sleeve and wraps around Laurence Anderson' sleeve, whatever room was between them before hand fades as he steps in closer to him. There's not much point in running when there's a crowd to get through and snow caving in on them from higher up the mountainside. Instead Evan buries his face in lars' shoulder and waits.

People have already begun to gather around the door when he lifts his head, looking to dig an exit throw the snow and he clenches his jaw just as tightly as he does the other man's sleeve. "Fuck." he curses under his breath. If he could hibernate through this bullshit until spring he would and its obvious by the look on his face but that's not much of an option.

"Mai, go help." He's not eager to go near the door, looking to avoid the cold, but he can send the pokemon out and she'll handle it better than he will. He taps the pokeballs at his wrist and releases his musharna, "You too buddy." the pair of psychic types should be better fit for this than most.

Both pokemon join the fray of people trying to carve their way through the snow, working in tandem to move snow back with their psychic abilities and hold it back from caving in around the others as much as they can. Neither seem bothered by the fact their trainer stays behind, they're used to him seeking to avoid the cold after all.

>>Clinging to Laurence Anderson because this is not okay
>>Stays back in the main room because he doesn't want to freeze
>>sends out his delphox and musharna to help move the snow and avoid cave ins that might bury everyone more!
sALoOjMK

[attr="class","evantalk"]

"Take a break Brun, hold out." the hippo was already well on her way there, always preferring to rest after being agitated or roused into actions that she likely wasn't even all the interested in committing to. The pokemon is eager to slack off a little bit, allowing her to weather [haha] the growing flurry of snow directed her way. Conserving and regaining what strength she could.

While he speaks a twitch of his finger withdraws the dragon, finally having enough of the little game he agreed to play when he got there today. He thought it ridiculous to begin with and now even more so. The pokemon is quickly replaced with his mimikyu a snap of his fingers he points in the direction of the out of way bug. "Powder snow baby girl."

A delighted trill is barely audible over the rattling of her rag disguise, the item making her impervious to the snow that had been directed at his pokemon at least for the moment and giving her time to use copy cat, the newly formed powdered snow is directed at the only other bug on the field, the broken butterfly.

>>Deino returns to its pokeball
>>Hippowdon uses slack off to regain health and weather the snow attack!
>>Mimikyu enters the field
>>Mimikyu uses copy cat!
>>Mimikyu uses powder snow on beautifly!

[the following have been on the field: hippowdown, deino, mimikyu]

AYAME FUJIWARA Orion Lykos priam conrad