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POSTED ON Feb 8, 2022 1:32:05 GMT

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"Found is exactly it." He leaned his head back against the wall, staring at the ceiling. "Go figure." He hadn't intended on Cait. She kind of came out of nowhere.

"I had this Salamence, Hiei." His Flying Shadow.

"He's a loyal curmudgeon now but that day we'd only known each other for a week or so since I'd captured him." He remembered meeting little Moana Reyes that day.

Another face he hoped would carry the future forward, last he'd heard Mo' had moved back to Alola. He wondered if the kid had fallen back into the ganglife he moved from those islands to separate from.

"The War with the Megalopoleans was weeks away but for all I knew I only had days left to prepare, days left to live." His memory was so vivid with of the anxiety he felt in the days leading up to what happened in Lilycove.

It was supposed to be a story about Cait.

But once he opened the memory jar labeled "3-Day War; Lilycove" Cait faded away. He'd had to suppress thinking about her to ensure he survived. Even knowing she was somewhere risking her own life somewhere else in the war.

"An alien invasion before the end of the next lunar cycle was grounds to push my new dragon beyond its limits." He remembered having to keep another pokémon on stand-by to defend him towards the middle of the training. "He wasn't very happy with me or my rigid demands."

With a deep exhale he crossed his arms letting the sweat bead down his face. "In Lilycove, there were two other trainers on Salamence. Hiei and I were the only pair to survive." One other trainer also survived but her Salamence didn't. Nor did the third Salamence

-and the third trainer? Well everyone knew ALEXANDER STONE but Sénon saw him die.

"Wait what were we talking about?"

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Settle Up (S)

POSTED ON Feb 8, 2022 1:17:43 GMT

He heard her footsteps approach as he sat on a park bench. Leaning back, legs stretched out and his arms crossed tight across his chest.

He was comfortable, at least in his posture. In his satisfaction for the arrangement he was in, he was much less so.

He wasn't here to mince words, there was a debt to be settled.

He didn't wait for her to greet him. He didn't wait for her to stall for another moment. Nor pry about who was under the helmet.

"Where's my Ditto Fairbanks." It was a question. Obviously. It was a question.

Somehow, through sheer annoyance, he twisted it into sounding like a statement. Because instead of her calling him here, he had to call her.

Which meant, they still couldn't settle up.

-because she didn't fucking have it.

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POSTED ON Feb 7, 2022 17:20:31 GMT

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His head tilted as he gave no indication of shock or surprise she was well informed. "Does she know I'm here?" Yeah repeat the question to make it sound dumb.

"In Slateport?" He gave a false grimace. "Where my apartment is?" He didn't give any more details than that.

But hell no she didn't know he was here.

Why would he tell her he was going speed dating? The implications of it sucked. If he told her she would be expecting him to come home with someone; her home, with someone.

It would be suspicious if he didn't.

But, hunters didn't always go hunting to kill, sometimes they went to stay attuned to nature, to stay attuned to their nature.

When Cait pushed his heirs through the bubblewrap his shenanigans with the ladies would be a thing of the past.

It would have to be, for the sake of his children.

Maybe he and Cait would still have some wiggle room for triangulating, while the babies were still, babies. Before they could retain memories of what was going on around them as toddlers.

Yeah, Stormy could babysit while the two of them pained the town white. Maybe he could find a dude who wanted a family himself to help old Stormborn babysit.

All the ingredients for a budding romance to blossom.

Knowing Cait she'd just suggest FERNANDO SILPH be the "dude" but he didn't want the Silph's breeding in the cabin.

Back to Remi he kept his arms crossed but the gameface broke when he smirked. "There's nowhere I can hide where she can't find me." It was entirely possible she and Celebi were somewhere outside of time, watching him right now..

Pledging your love to a time lord demigoddess wasn't for the feint of heart or someone with ulterior motives.

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POSTED ON Feb 7, 2022 16:40:20 GMT

He crossed his arms. He wasn't used to his loyalty in romance being called into question.

He didn't like the way it felt.

He was still pondering his own behavior with Emma Wolfe months back.

Still, he wouldn't let Remi control the flow of the conversation.

"Who is it exactly I'm being unfaithful to?" He wanted to narrow his eyes in challenge but it was a bluff. His better half was world-famous and his own star was still on a meteoric rise.

Cait and Sénon were no secret but he called Remi as the one bluffing all the same. Having a Gameface wasn't just about creasing your the lines of your face. It was about not giving the game.

The Game was, keep your valuable information to yourself.

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POSTED ON Feb 7, 2022 14:33:56 GMT

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He came seemingly enough out of nowhere. You didn't approach poachers from anywhere but their blindspot.

he showed off his thighs as he sat down, he remembered she liked his thighs

He sat down with a serious face but he said nice enough things. He didn't hate her, despite the stabbing.

Her tending to the tediursa pitched a memory at him, a thousand miles per hour. "I never told you how much I thought you'd make a good mother." He never told her he was sizing her up for that role. He never told her a lot of things.

They had that in common.

He didn't give Remi a lifetime of free real estate in his heart like sagira mosse . He didn't spoil her or put up with tantrums like he did for giada morgan .

Yet, he trusted her all the same, despite the things he kept to himself.

He slept in her bed, ate the food she cooked, he even covered for her at times when her stories didn't add up. That last one should have been a tip-off.

But men dumb, sex good, connection real.

It was maddening to find out about her nocturnal escapades. To suspect she was cheating on his love and to find out instead she was cheating on his principles.

Poachers had been a bad taste in his mouth ever since. He might not have become a Ranger if not for the fallout with Remi.

Now that the turbulence of those days were behind him she wasn't the villain he once begrudgingly saw her as.

Well she was, but, it was someone else's problem now.

So long as she kept her fucking hands in her pockets and off other people's (and sensitive habitats') pokémon.

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Through Haze, Hail or Sandstorm

POSTED ON Feb 7, 2022 3:11:24 GMT

""T"" He half shook his head trying to grasp what was happening here. "I don't understand." He took a deep breath as the intense pulling seemed to subside some.

Clearly this was a more layered puzzle than he'd considered.

Locke, cool name. The kind of name he would have chosen for himself if he wasn't drooling and pooping himself when his name was chosen.

He forgot his manners for a moment in the face of pseudo-legnedary revelations and clues. "I'm Sénon, Game" he described the enunciation in case the commotion of the moment made it hard to hear. "Like, 'SAY less' and 'NON-fat'."

He never got tired of doing that.

Comparatively, he was already tired of not knowing as much as this adult-youngster. Who seemed to imply the two of them were but two of many. "No, I can't say that I have. Help me out Locke, what is this?"

and what the hell did I.T. mean anyway?

Not that. Not that, not that, not that, not that. NOT THAT.

a charm mysteriously tied to mesprit; a symbol embroidered on its surface

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Metabolic Burn (Sauna)

POSTED ON Feb 6, 2022 22:17:01 GMT

He was in love with cait alfric and they were 1.5 or so trimesters away from being a family.

But Sénon Game had a major problem with letting go of things he felt any strong flicker of emotion for.

His feelings, positive or negative were an indestructible string that connected him beyond time and space to the things he bonded to. Whats more was that he never played fickle with the feelings of the women in his romantic history.

If they bonded, for him at least, it was real.

It was those two paired factors that left many an ex-girlfriend able to return into his life through the proverbial cracked door that never fully closed, you know, because of the indestructible string stuck in the way.

He had no intention of blowing up his family-to-be but flirting was his native tongue and for a period in his life Giada's tongue was native to his own.

He'd mapped these waters long ago, there was no harm in a little motor-boating about.

Gameface activated, he smoothed past her questions with one of his own. "Do you still have that red catsuit?" He remembered it all to well, the way her big blue eyes popped from that red domino mask.

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POSTED ON Feb 6, 2022 21:22:01 GMT

A chuckle slipped through his voice box giving a sonic credence to undertones of their conversation.

If his life were a video game, taking Cait's hand would have been the equivalent of a save point.

It was what let his guard down, what gave him the reprieve to exhale.

The vengeful monster inside him that he kept chained down and caged in, it was Cait that made the monster quietly quelled and perfectly pacified.

When their hands closed around each other's he felt light enough to float and dense enough to be indestructible all the same time. She made him feel, super-powered.

Nothing his old Masters taught him back in Fuchsia was as empowering as this bond with his beloved. Then again, at that age he would have laughed his superiors to death if they tried to explain to him the "power of love" blugh.

Yet here he was, a believer.

He kissed the back of her palm as the lead her to the exit, sitting the cup of coins atop a slot machine on his way out.

He didn't miss a beat in his retort. "I got us a room my uncle doesn't have an emergency access to." He didn't need the 'Incident of 2015' happening twice in the same lifetime. ". . and I've been dying to show it to you." It was a nice suite, one of the best in the city.

Nice as it was for the rest of the night they'd make no use of it besides the bedding.

-and the shower, and the snack bar, obviously.

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SPEED DATING

POSTED ON Feb 6, 2022 18:05:18 GMT

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DATE APPLICATION

Character: Sénon Game [break]
Age: 28[break]
Sexual Orientation: Hetero (pair with anyone tho)[break]
Pokémon: Shiny Chimchar[break]
Romantic or Business?: either[break]
Specific pairing request?: the badgirls club [giada morgan @ajay Remi Cassel Lulu Flint ]

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AN AQUA ASSEMBLY PT. 2

POSTED ON Feb 5, 2022 22:50:06 GMT

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Laurs was determined to push forth.

Sénon wasn't sure why he was impressed, Laurence Anderson had been holding down the Rangers as top dog long before he washed up from Kanto.

They didn't really see each other in these high stakes situations often, 'divide and conquer' and all that.

If he'd known about the wound he might have urged his Co-Head to heal it fully before moving on. Silently, he grimaced at the thought of Laurs getting himself killed and leaving the Rangers in his hands.

Add that to the ignore list.

The pointing of Cait down below, or a Cait down below was harder to ignore. Luckily MATIAS SILPH set a play that was easy to follow. Off in the distance he pursed a spire protruding from the sea.

In support, Sénon went after a different spire.

♦︎♣︎♥︎♠︎

Descending from the skies on route to the ELECTRIC SPIRE the man and 'mon were headed off near its base by a ZEN HEADBUTT from a pokémon Sénon had never seen before.

they are possessed by the souls of other Basculin from their school that could not withstand the harsh journey upstream. Their propulsive power is bolstered by the souls possessing them, letting them swim without tiring.

they are possessed by the souls of other Basculin from their school that could not withstand the harsh journey upstream. Their propulsive power is bolstered by the souls possessing them, letting them swim without tiring.

Even still, he'd made fillet out of enough Basculin to know when one was staring him down, even one as gargantuan and ornate as this one. Best guess; a megastone at play.

Half Ranton's size, it generated enough force ramming into them to submerge the Gyarados and knock the Ranger clear from his flying-seadragon into the sea.

Disoriented, his bearings were tossed and lost under the waves. When his eyes found the sun piercing the water's surface he swam towards it, only to be spun and rotated by underwater currents and pulled down deeper.

He barely had enough time to make out the millions of ripples on the waters surface. Notice of kim cole-essam 's teleportation shenanigans were lost on him as he remained forcefully submerged.

Before long the 'currents' began to take more precise impacts on him until they felt like hands grabbing at him.

He was so slow underwater, it took moments to realize it was a person dragging him down, and staying just outside his vision with a swiftness about the water he couldn't match.

is senon a ninja?

The underwater assault subsided as small arms and hands wrapped around his chest from behind. A voice cooed into his ear carrying through the water as if it were air. "You remind me of someone... I ride this Basculegion because it reminds me of him." He could feel the warm flesh of cheeks and lips caressing the nape of his neck. "His fire was so bright, and wild." A hand trailed down his core, the other, his bicep. The longing and lament in the voice rang true. "-my Seamount."

Ranton thrashed about the "Basculegion" taking its attacks until finally growing enraged enough to retailiate without Sénon's expressed orders.

Left to her devices, Ranton got nasty.

Her ICE FANGS clamped down the head of the evolved Bascul- and wouldn't let go. In turn the Big Fish CRUNCHED on the Gyarados' belly. Locking into tearing a mortal chunk from one another Ranton went for a brutal but improper finish.

From the dragon's maw a piercing light began to gather, which meant for Ranton, a HYPER BEAM was coming.

Caught in the pending blast zone, the voice released him, seemingly to flee. Leaving the Head Ranger enough time to call her back to her pokéball before her tantrum killed him.

There was nothing stopping the bleeding Basculegion now save for what he assumed was its trainer. As it made way towards him he reached about the lining of his suit for the right pokéball.

Turning his head away from the approaching Big Fish for but an instant he turned back to scan the depths for the source of the voice, with nothing behind him he turned to face front to find a golden gaze and a face that put his heart in a vice and his priorities in conflict. Case in point-

"I never once thought Arceus cruel until now."

-but its cruel for my prayers to be answered this way.

-but its cruel for my prayers to be answered this way.

-his heart said 'stay', but his lungs made their own demands.

50X9CfGD

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♠︎ TARGET ACQUIRED; the electric spire
♣︎ BASCUL v Ranton; Sénon is knocked into the sea
♥︎ it's raining now? Also, DROWNING HERE!
♦︎ CAIT?! Ranton, RETURN!

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Reach & Realm (M)

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2022 16:56:13 GMT

"For what we've made, " Trotting ahead a pace or two to lead he turned to face her once again. "for what we have." A strong principle he was raised on, to be grateful for what you had.

Aside from Team Rocket existing and his entire homeland being occupied by them aside from his hometown which was savaged by the volcano it was built under, life wasn't so bad.

He could imagine his life without her now, and it was bitter bloody and angry. Expletives and explosions.

If she was bringing that much to his sense of peace and stability, saying thank you was in the shallow end of displays of gratitude.

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POSTED ON Jan 27, 2022 16:19:55 GMT

His utterance of "Careful what you wish for" didn't fall on deaf ears. Between his interest in Palkia and his obsession with the unown and that damn report this whole charm business was one more puzzle to drive him mad.

"It's says "G"" Why would he ask that? Couldn't he read it himself?

On instinct, the redhead used 'mimic'; "What does mine say?" It was all good and well if it had the same "I" Sénon saw, but what if it didn't?

Waiting for the answer from the other trainer present, a stray memory came crawling back from that supernatural assault in his orchard.

Whatever hit him had a power like Katherine Fairburne which meant she was his next lead if this guy couldn't provide any better answers.

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Reach & Realm (M)

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2022 15:46:52 GMT

"Am I really that bad?" He took a moment to actually consider it. It came back from the processor in his gut feeling more true than not.

When he couldn't sleep and the throbbing made him restless he did start to nip at her neck until he got what he wanted.

Laborious as it might have been for Cait to humor him, they both slept better afterwards.

Or they used to, which was her point, she had two others keeping her up now. "Did I thank you, Your Grace?"

He couldn't recall that he had.

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Boated & Bluffed (M)

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2022 15:41:47 GMT

The search was normal until it wasn't.

Jūken threw out his little arm, having moved to the front of the pack. Sénon and chimchar held their ground.

Only one of the three of them could read auras and he was calling for a halt.

Protocol told the tale; someone with a dangerous spirit was near, a person like his master. The Ranger's personal bodyguard it was Jūken's job to detect potential threats among humans in public via their auras.

It worked just as well in the dark as it did in crowds.

Standing in place the Riolu took a stance generating a small light between its paws.

Sénon in the meantime, stepped into the shadows offing his flashlight.

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