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 Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 2:53 pm
"Trusting in her abilities is what I meant," Chaos said with a chuckle. "But if you want to send one chick against a hundred of those ~/~, then by all means."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:00 pm
SubonicXP "Trusting? No, trust has nothing to do with it. I just dislike the Pyre Cult is all..." He grinned, it was then that he had noticed Chirp and nodded at her. "Hey there Chirp! Oh, is that what I think it is?" He said noticing the Oddish leaves. "I didn't think you would really get them. Not that I doubted you could..." He said with a laugh. "Hm... well Bulbasaur did most of the work. C'mere Oddish.." She knelt and grabbed one of its leaves. "Can I have this?" she asked. The oddish didn't really respond. it just disconnected itself from the leaf and walked away, frowning. "I'm.. sorry.. uh.. hm." She'd stand back up and hand the leaf to Sub. "I guess she doesn't like giving away her leaves... at least I hope it's a her. Soyeah. here's the leaf."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:21 pm
Trigramatic 'Do you even know what could be up here?' Weavile asked. 'Nope,' Tails simply answered. 'You...are the most dense...' 'Here we go!' Tails trotted alongside Weavile, pointing to the entrance to a den previously invisible to them by the angle of their approach. Its maw, ten foot high, denoted very little to him. 'See if you can use ice beam. If there's something in there, that'll catch its attention.' Weavile pretended to slit his own throat and keel over into the snow. That route would have been so much easier to cope with. Tails nudged him with a foot. 'Drama queen.' The bird looked down, wondering what Tails and his Weavile stumbled upon. The bird started to get lower and lower, waiting on the moment to strike when called upon. "Arrrrrriiii" The bird called out, giving that call of reassurance that the bird is still close by.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:22 pm
Once Sub was back and had finished explaining, Heine examined the SNAG Machine curiously, slipping it over her hand like he had stated.
"Well, these guys sound like they're smokin' some hardcore ~/~." With that, she accepted the items and the Raticate within the ball, giving him a slight salute before walking off, headed towards the exit.
Getting to Cinnabar Island was easy enough, no real issues. Of course, this was Heine so 'issues' wasn't really in her vocabulary. So, striding into their not-so-secret hide out or whatever the hell it was that seemed to be housing a bunch of these whacked out wackos. Standing just before the entrance, the long legged woman studied it with a bored expression.
"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?" Came a voice that seemed to irritate the blond woman. Though she ignored him, preferring to just pretend like the insect of a man wasn't even there. However, he didn't seem to get the hint to shut the ~/~ up and just continued flapping his gums. When he came over and put his hands on her, well, you'd never seen someone fly that far before.
Continuing on her way, Heine ignored the now unconscious cultist, walking off in search of another one. As long as this one didn't touch her then she may be able to actually complete this ... whatever she was on. A few minutes of walking proved to be successful as she quickly heard,
"Hey, lady!" Heine's lips curved into a wicked grin as she turned to see the owner of the voice, a girl. Oh, how interesting. "What are you doing wandering around here?" was the demand that was thrown at her. The blond woman rolled her eyes. ~/~ kids these days, no ~/~ respect.
"What I'm doing here is none of your ~/~ business, ~/~." Ah, right, she was suppose to battle this little girl. "What kind of Pokemon do you have?" She questioned, earning a confused look from the female cultist before her. If this little girl didn't have any useful Pokemon then, well, she was useless. Watching her with a very bored expression, Heine saw the grin that moved across the girl's face. Oh so she thought she was some hot ~/~ did she?
"So it's a Pokemon battle you want, huh? Well fine, if I win then you shall be a sacrifice to our God!" Without waiting, the cultist chick tossed out a PokeBall, summoning a Houndour. This interested Heine, sparking a slight bit of seriousness within her. Dark Pokemon, her favourite and specialty.
"Well then, let's get this ~/~ started. Go, Raticate, let's squash a disgusting, annoying bug." She lightly tossed the ball that was containing the Raticate, amusement dancing in her eyes. This was going to be good and entertaining. The cultist chick's Houndour started off with a Leer though it was rather weak, indicating that the girl was inexperienced. Well, no matter.
"Shake it off, Raticate and use your Swords Dance. Don't hesitate to put this girl in her place with a Quick Attack." The Pokemon didn't even question the orders he was given and landed a hard, successful attack against the Houndour. Heine's eyes narrowed as the Pokemon seemed to struggle a little. Really, it shouldn't be this easy. Had this little ~/~ really not trained that Pokemon at all? Frowning slightly, the woman shifted her stance, now getting serious. When that Houndour was hers, there was no way she was going to let it stay this weak; it was an insult to the Pokemon and it's type.
"Another Quick Attack and follow up with Hyper Fang. I will accept no hesitation." The Raticate understood and moved in, slamming it's body against the Houndour's before following up with a critical hit Hyper Fang then jumping back to stand in front of Heine, who had her arms crossed beneath her chest, eyes hard and glaring at the soon-to-be former trainer of the Houndour. Once she was certain that the Pokemon wasn't going to be getting up, the SNAG machine was activated and the Dark type Pokemon vanished into the ball. It trembled several times before finally falling still. Not bothering to return the Raticate, Heine walked over and retrieved the ball that contained the Houndour that now belonged to her.
Angry eyes looked down at the girl before the back of her hand came up and connected painfully with the girls face. "Know your place in this world ~/~." She spat before turning around and heading back to HQ.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:25 pm
"Thank you very much." Sub said taking the leaf from Chirp. "Hopefully it will help me get rid of my headache. On the plus side of things it looks like you made a new friend...I think." He said looking at the Oddish.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:36 pm
"I hope so. It would suck if I did all that for nothing..." She'd look at the Oddish, who was poking around the floor with its feet. "eh.. Oddish will get used to the whole... being a trainer's pokemon thing soon... right? I mean, even if it doesn't.. I'm sure we'll be friends...or at the very least I'll assert my dominance." With her mission complete, she'd return the Oddish and make her way to the kitchen. time to rustle up some food. She'd put a pot of water on the stove and set to work cooking.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:41 pm
Chaos got out of Chirp's way and left the kitchen, returning to the lobby. He then proceeded to sit down and... do nothing. Not like he had anything to do in the first place.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 3:55 pm
Heine strode back into HQ, instantly spotting the masochist from earlier though she had other things to attend to so she just walked past him with no more than a smirk. Discovering Sub's location, she walked right over and plopped the Snag Machine and the ball containing the Raticate into his hands.
"Mission accomplished, boss man."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:31 pm
Blizzard120 The bird looked down, wondering what Tails and his Weavile stumbled upon. The bird started to get lower and lower, waiting on the moment to strike when called upon. "Arrrrrriiii" The bird called out, giving that call of reassurance that the bird is still close by. 'C'mon, you,' said Tails, and pulled Weavile to his feet by the wrist. Against his better judgment, Weavile followed until Tails stopped again, about fifteen yards from the cavern. He pointed to the wall, stark and empty. 'Ice beam that spot.' Weavile buried his forehead in one of his hands. With the other he pointed a claw at the spot Tails requested and fired. For a moment -- a very long moment -- there was silence. Then, a grinding that did not sound altogether mammalian or avian.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 4:39 pm
Trigramatic Blizzard120 The bird looked down, wondering what Tails and his Weavile stumbled upon. The bird started to get lower and lower, waiting on the moment to strike when called upon. "Arrrrrriiii" The bird called out, giving that call of reassurance that the bird is still close by. 'C'mon, you,' said Tails, and pulled Weavile to his feet by the wrist. Against his better judgment, Weavile followed until Tails stopped again, about fifteen yards from the cavern. He pointed to the wall, stark and empty. 'Ice beam that spot.' Weavile buried his forehead in one of his hands. With the other he pointed a claw at the spot Tails requested and fired. For a moment -- a very long moment -- there was silence. Then, a grinding that did not sound altogether mammalian or avian. The Articuno perked up. That...didn't sound good. Articuno got lower, almost in a hover from the ground. Articuno would have to perhaps protect Tails from whatever it was that was in there, or on worst case scenerio, bail them the heck out of there in a hurry. "Arrrrr..." The bird spoke. It was ready...or so it hoped...
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 5:10 pm
KisaRinny Heine strode back into HQ, instantly spotting the masochist from earlier though she had other things to attend to so she just walked past him with no more than a smirk. Discovering Sub's location, she walked right over and plopped the Snag Machine and the ball containing the Raticate into his hands.
"Mission accomplished, boss man." "Hm? Really now?" Sub said taking the items. "In that case, this is yours." He said handing the Snag Machine back to her. "You'll find it if you are going to be a member, and this." He said taking a small PDA-like device from his pocket. "It's called a SNAG, it's the team's communication device, so you can stay in touch with the others. Also a Pokedex, among other things." He explained. "So, any questions?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 5:22 pm
Heine kept her silence as he explained things to her. When he was done, she grinned and patted his shoulder.
"Well, thanks for the warm welcome. Anyways, see you around, boss man." With that, the woman gave a wave and walked away, meandering around until she came across Chaos once again.
"So this all a ~/~ like you does?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 5:25 pm
"All there is to do, most of the time," Chaos says with a shrug. "Aside from the odd mission or whatever."
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 5:27 pm
"And you don't partake in anything else then?" She moved passed him to plop her butt down onto the seat next to him, crossing one leg over the other without thinking. "No beating on cultist ~/~?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 5:30 pm
Again, Chaos shrugs. "That's basically what missions are, beating the ~/~ out of ~/~ who step out of line. Like those cultist ~/~."
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