"yeah, but hypocrisy can be worked on."

[break][break]he could simply... try to be better - although, she supposes that would require caring about being good. she questions his morals, or lack thereof.

[break][break]"why? his life was not done."

[break][break]they weren't done.

[break][break]she knows, deep down, that her selfishness had thrust him back into the realm of the living. and since then, she has done nothing but hurt him. it's unfair - she knows this, understands this - but she can't repair the damage done.

[break][break]he steps closer and she tenses slightly. her hands light with pink, but she never seems to fire.

[break][break]"it will, whether you want it to or not."

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MATIAS SILPH [break]

best case scenario... is that really what it is?

[break][break]truthfully, she's not so certain.

[break][break]at the sight of the prehistoric creature, she feels the same sort of dread from down beneath that elite four chamber. it creeps in slow, sluggish, just barely waking.

[break][break]and despite herself, her body tenses slightly. it takes a few more steps forward and roy's voice drifts in along the breeze - a barely there whisper.

[break][break]"yeah."

[break][break]ready as she'll ever be, she supposes.

[break][break]her hands light up with pink and after stealing a quick glance at roy, she launches the first attack: a pink spatial rend. it goes hurtling toward the walking wake, shimmering even as it rips its way through reality toward its target.

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Roy Aker [break]

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illeana reyes [break]

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]metal tyranitar... yeah, she's certain, then, that it's more machine than pokemon.

"it probably leaks oil or something instead as its bodily fluids."

she wouldn't know, however, until she got with GIDEON GRAVES and poured herself into their research notes...

but it'll have to wait - they still have a job to do.

"let's head back after we spend a few minutes with the drill."

she hasn't gotten the samples they need yet.

and after leading ollie to the drill and starting it, a few moments pass before she manages to collect all the samples they need to begin to return.

"okay, we're good now - let's go!"

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ollie morales
az excursion: geological survey.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]statues?

her nose scrunches in scrutiny as she stares at each of them from afar. are they supposed to be something holy? is it sacrilege to destroy them?

for a moment, she weighs the options...

and as her arm rises, as it falls, and as a spatial rend hurtles toward the statue of a monkey, she decides it's better to destroy them. if they don't, the population would just continue to rip themselves apart, wouldn't they?

"fall."

if the previous attack does nothing, she solidifies the destruction with another pink spatial rend.

pp: statues

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]he breathes pretty words into the spaces between them, but she still feels a chill creeping in. it settles firmly against barely contained paranoia.

does he mean it? can he even try to?

is the line not crumbling into dust beneath their feet?

she feels herself trying to stay restrained, leash held tight with white knuckles, before she does anything rash for she can't trust anything now.

"you're acting like the only option is leaving!"

when he's said he loves her, she used to believe it.

now, with space - literal, no longer figurative - and abandonment becoming a giant obstacle between them... she no longer feels the warmth she used to with those three words. they echo hollowly against her skin as if they're nothing more than a figment of the imagination.

and it hurts, she realizes, to feel the distrust feeding on her mind. something's gone terribly wrong between them now and she swears she can see the breaking point as if it's the clearest thing in the world.

"you have more choices than this and you're not taking them, so how am i supposed to think otherwise?"

his eyes meet hers and she feels the spark before it happens - that subtle flash of pink overtaking red. it comes with a surge of anger, primordial and archaic yet golden like the ichor now in her veins.

"yes i can! i'm not some helpless little girl anymore, felix!"

faintly, space contracts as if spurred on by her emotions. little rips in the fabric of reality try to roar themselves into existence and she tries - really, she does - to keep them contained, but she has to cover them with a sweep of her arm. it's nothing more than a feeble fake gesture.

"they can have their army of gods - they still won't overcome mine."

she has become chosen and not even team rocket will deny her that right.

Felix Gallagher

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]even barriers cannot stall the inevitable - it comes as it always does... with bloody teeth and a foreboding shriek. her expression twists further into rage, ugly and ravenous like a starved dog.

"only one of us will die," she hisses into a pause, eyes narrowed as they dart between howard slayte and Shred Zeppelin. "and it will not be on this side."

they can't... not yet.

there is still work to be done. they must persist even through death.

with this concept in mind, she begins the art of pulling the fabric of reality apart. it makes a sort of half-shattering sound, as if a window has broken and glass begins to spray outward from the impact.

and her hand goes in first, seeking to intercept and pull PENELOPE LIVY in a different direction - out of the way of fists and into the in-between existence of space. a moment later, illeana steps fully into the rippling rift and she all but pushes PENELOPE LIVY through the other side. a bright blue sky and rolling clouds greet them overhead, though the depths of area zero still screech below them.

"sorry."

her tone is loose, not entirely apologetic but enough to pass.

"they're up here somewhere - i can still feel them a little."

their ripples in space... do they know she can see it?

despite herself and screaming for control, she gives into the urge to call out to howard slayte again.

"don't forget this."

and control snaps with another ball of pink energy being tossed toward the ripples. if it's actually them, she can't fully tell, but the attack still goes arcing forward all the same.

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howard slayte Shred Zeppelin PENELOPE LIVY
az excursion: confrontation.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]regirock basically slinks out of the depths of earth and she tenses at the mere sight of it.

a titan... tightly bound to that which dwells in the darkness of snowpoint temple. the stories from childhood still feel familiar, even after being eroded slowly by time.

"um."

why is it coming out now, though?

despite herself, she feels a little safer once palkia is released from the confines of a pokeball and unfurling its wings at her side.

"do we... turn back?"

it hasn't attacked yet, but she fears the worst will come to fruition all the same.

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CIAN MAHER
gc excursion: research station.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]she bristles slightly at the concept, shoulders tensing immediately.

"is that not what you're trying to do right now?"

her eyes cut into him, sharp ruby edges seeking skin.

"some things are better left dead, but not all of them - not that one."

ALEXANDER STONE, for example, is better alive. the tension between matias and herself, though, exists as a different beast entirely.

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MATIAS SILPH
az excursion: cull the herd.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]she blinks, repeating the name he drops in her mind until it sticks in barely there familiarity.

"i'll have to reach out and ask to see those results, then."

perhaps between GIDEON GRAVES and herself, they could put their minds together to find a probable theory...

he mentions an iron thorns and despite herself, her nose scrunches slightly in analysis.

"iron, you said?"

like, made of metal?

"it might be a different kind of... substance, maybe - not like a pokemon's fluids, but more like a machine's."

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ollie morales
az excursion: geological survey.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]"kinda wild and crazy..."

why do they all have these chains on them? do they feel suffocated, like they're slowly slithering toward an early death?

the head scientist and her eevee are careful to tread lightly around league headquarters, eyes darting around to keep from being caught off guard.

and when an arbok comes too close, the shiny eevee lurches forward to bite it before it has the chance to strike. the arbok hisses and tries to move, but it flinches into a stillness.

"gotcha!"

illeana draws four small translucent barriers into place, the spatial confines forming a makeshift cage for the arbok to rest in...

pp: reputation snake

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class",”illeana i”]ugh, she hates bugs…

the ultra beast ones, however, seem to be in a tier higher than normal creepy crawlies. the spatial dragon by her side seems to agree, somehow, as its tail flicks in irritation.

together, the duo cut through the horde as the bugs look to overwhelm the city of petalburg. she grimaces through it all, trying and failing to ignore the way they hiss as pink energy rips them away. reality distorts slightly, but otherwise, the spatial pair seem to make some progress…

at least, it feels like it, but by the time she cuts down a few more bugs, she’s ready to call it quits because she swears she just saw one of their lifeless bodies still moving…

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