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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 8:27 pm
 Harumi - VictorHarumi flicked her tail in annoyance as she glared at the two Eeveelutions. She wasn't afraid of these Pokemon just because they were evolved and she wasn't. Hell, she was aware that an Eevee was causing the guild a hell of a lot of trouble on his own. Looking over to Epitaph, the young fox Pokemon smirking a little bit as she saw the look on the Flareon's face. She had mistaken the saddened look for one of submission.
"There we go, an apology. Thank you, you are forgiven~" Harumi purred, switching her smirk to a warm smile and bowing her head. The Eevee had completely ignored the plight of the male Espeon as he fell out of his chair. She just flicked an ear and ignored Solaris until he addressed her directly. "Psssh, like I care if I hit her? I'm Harumi Eclipse, and I'm gonna become the strongest Pokemon here! If people are in my way, they better move, cuz' I ain't gonna' do it!" She announced, standing up on her tippy-toes. Even though this hardly raised her any higher, she glared up at Solaris, giving him quite a mean little stink-eye. "Make me apologize," She growled, quite an unacceptable attitude going on.
Meanwhile, not far away, the Scyther Victor was continuing his conversation with the Togekiss known as William. The Scyther took to tapping his chin as he thought of the names of Harumi's parents. He'd never bothered to cement them down into his long-term memory, he figured he'd recognize the names if he saw them on a letter or anything. Digging through his memory, a metaphorical light bulb appeared above his head.
"Ah, yes. They are Alexander and Zori Eclipse. The two of the family who fled before these attacks started taking place on the guild," The Scyther explained with closed eyes and a nod. His thoughts on the matter of Doku's actions were much different than Harumi's. He respected the Pokemon, and admired him for protecting his family in a smart fashion, rather than a reckless one. "Young Harumi was born not long after they left. Now it seems they've given her permission to join the Guild of the Sun..." The Scyther's eyes turned to the Eevee, who was already talking back to Solaris himself. "At least... that's what she claims." Victor let out a disappointed sigh and shook his head. That girl was one hell of a hand-full scythe-full.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 9:04 pm
.::Stark & Argonne::.Stark and Argonne turned at Oliver's interruption. He looked... concerned. Stark pondered saying something to alleviate his concerns, but, unfortunately, his companion beat him to it. "My apologies, friend," said Argonne, directed at Oliver. "I... somewhat lost my composure with my associate here. I am sorry for causing you concern. However..." His voice took a slightly darker cast- ever so subtly more... menacing. "I'm afraid that this is a conversation only for our ears- we would appreciate some privacy, friend." And with that, he gestured quietly to Stark, and started walking away. Stark stood, dumbstruck. Who does this b*****d think he is, speaking for me like that?? He took a step away, but paused for a second. Finally, his curiosity got the better of him. He turned to Oliver, uttered a quiet apology, and turned to follow Argonne once again. Might as well see what he wants to say...He insulted my buddy. HE MUST DIE.Shut up.--- .::Rem & Geisha & Drift & Will & Mako & Siegfried::.Rem watched the candles flicker in silence. So many lives lost- for a cause that may or may not be worth it in the end. He sighed- it was just... too hard sometimes. Geisha floated over toward him, concern etched in her features. For good reason. I almost died back there. He couldn't help himself- his Captain, his friend, was in danger. And he couldn't just leave him to die. He sighed again. "It just all feels so...""...Hopeless," finished Geisha, hanging her head. "But we have to move on- we have to keep trying- or else we'll never make it through this alive."Rem laughed mirthlessly. "We may not make it out, even so.""True," said Sieg, buzzing up behind them. He looked between them both. "But the lady is right- if we do not try, we are doomed to failure. Fight, and we have a chance, no matter how small." He looked over toward Mako and Will, who were still watching their candle with thoughtful expressions. "These candles have to mean something in the end- I will not see them burn in vain." And with that, he hovered away. Rem closed his eyes, pondering his words. But what happens... if there's nothing we can do to vindicate these fallen? What if we're all just doomed to join them...?--- .::Luna::.Luna sat back at the table. Everyone was being too mopey for her tastes. True, this was a somber event, but still- crying wasn't going to bring anybody back. She sighed in boredom, then looked around for someone interesting. Her eyes fell on a rainbow-colored Vulpix, and she decided that was a good place to start. She trotted over quietly, and stopped just behind the Vulpix. She cleared her throat, then spoke. "Hi," she said quietly, smiling. "I like your tails."
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 9:39 pm
xx xx xxx xx x xx Andrew && Rani && Thomas && Judas && Isanna && ArdenxxxxxEntranced by the dance of the flame, the pupitar wondered. What was it like after death and what was it like to be on the verge of it? If memory showed him no deception, those closest to him had always preached the pure of heart would go to heaven, while Arceus would damn those who betrayed his gift of life... Then again, he was never fond of listening much about it and was never much of a religious person. He had never given it too much thought before, the reasons for the constant attacks that is, the people they were facing. He knew he would give himself up to save the guild, what he never thought of was... why? Why were they doing all of this? He recalled the Elite and the relics, and that god-forsaken psychopath of an eevee... They were fighting a far losing battle. He never even realized it until now. That one, who wanted to be god, would he change that were impossible to be changed? Would there still be a heaven? Lost in their own thoughts, and Andrew in his emo end-of-the-worldness, they had hardly noticed the elder scyther approach the table. Rani shot up and sat up straight, trying to keep up her appearance before a stranger, no matter the situation. "We are." Arden spoke up, his voice low, but welcoming. "Thank you, Tolin. We deeply appreciate it." The nidorina rubbed her arm awkwardly, "Yeah.. She'll be missed." she tried to smile passibly, as if trying to shrug if off and move on easy, though her eyes betrayed her. "It might be a little hard without Claire, but..." Her voice trailed off. Andrew bowed his head...body... shell in return. Guild of Rebirth.. Rebirth.. Oh right! ..He really needed to get out more. Still, the same thoughts kept running through his head. This pokemon seemed wise enough to know what was really going on, and saw him around the guild frequently; perhaps he should share some of his questions, or try to get some reassurance at least. "Tolin, was it - ?" Andrew started, "Solaris talks about dealing the first blow this time, and it might give us an advantage, or show we're still standing... But it sounds like a suicide mission to me. Look what happened to us just a few nights ago when we tried to stand and fight. Do you think we stand a chance?" Maybe it was better not knowing the answer...
Isanna paused, hearing the words of a few near-by pokemon, they sounded nearly as decimated as her own team. It was sad, really it was, it made her heart ache. She stepped forward to them cautiously, focusing her attention on the mismagius. "I'm sorry." she said, her icey blue eyes flicking over to the candles for a moment and back again. "Have you lost someone too?" Thomas padded after her long out of cue, quite distracted by the atmosphere. He had, however, caught up on the words of the retreating bug type. "Wow... He knows what's going down..." the tepig said to himself.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 10:49 pm
 Tolin
They were grieving terribly, that much was obvious. But it was to be expected. He had read the reports quite carefully and he recalled exactly who had died. Losing their leader was a massive blow to the team and it's occupants. Hopefully they would heal over time without making any rash decisions. Really, if they were to charge forward in search of vengeance... that would be the end of them. Well, at the least, they still bore their composure; it was a good sign. "Persevere." He spoke in the brief gap between Rani and Andrew. His voice was quiet, but not hushed; he simply wished to preserve the dignity of the event. "I saw the other side once. It may not be my place to say, but I'm sure that she's watching over those she held close." And that was the honest truth, at that. He had actually walked into Hell and met Arceus. Heaven was rather real. He turned over to the Pupitar and gave a small, curt nod. "We do. If we didn't, this battle never would have started. Others still will die before this ends... but those that we fight want us dead. All of us. The battles we partake in every day are a part of our task; to defend the lives of each other, those around us and those we've never met. That is why we fight, and we shall win because of our combined strength. Not just the Guild of the Sun, but all the guilds and many creatures beyond that. This world is vast and large. We aren't just a single guild; we fight both with and for everyone." The proof of that was the legendaries that had assembled within the guild and those that had offered aid. A Raikou. A Suicune. A Lugia. A Mew. And others still; legendary, exceptional and otherwise. It was perhaps a bit of a speech... but all the same. It was true.
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William looked over at the Scyther carefully as he tapped his chin. The answer came slowly. Did that mean he wasn't a con artist? Most con artists would have it better memorized than that, especially ones who were good at it. But on the other hand, maybe he was just a really good con artist who could make it look like that... Nonsense, I'm running myself in circles. He's someone else to talk to all the same and I won't get any further by confusing myself. The Scyther, much like him, seemed to be a sort of an outsider to the affair. In that sense, it was comforting to talk to him; he didn't feel like he was betraying anything this way. He shook his head lightly to finally remove the doubt from his mind before he began to speak inquisitively. "Zori and Alexander Eclipse? I had heard they were killed some time ago... Well, pardon, the article actually said missing." They weren't gone long enough to be legally considered dead, but a lot of pokemon seemed pretty sure they were. The whole team just up and disappeared in the middle of what many were calling a war. It wasn't that unrealistic to assume they were casualties.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 4:51 am
XXX XXX XXXXXXX—¤÷(`Nadia & Luke & Roxana´)÷¤—Roxana sat on her chair uncomfortably, feeling a bit awkward that no one brought up a topic. She understands how the situation is for the Mightyena beside her but knowing that Luke is perfectly fine and could talk without any pain, he should say something, not just sit there idly waiting for something to happen. "Uhm.." She mumbled, attempting to form a conversation. "Luke, c-can I ask you a question?" She asked him, "Do you..miss your family?" The Vulpix starts to think about her parents. She never had say good by to them and they'd probably be concerned that their precious daughter has ran away for over a year now. "I k-know this is a-a bit..personal.." Her voice trailed away before she slightly jerked up. "Oh! But-but of course you don't need to answer if you don't want! I..was just wondering that's all. Slightly curious if you want to call it that.."
The Lucario looked at her, puzzled at her question. "Well curiosity killed the Skitty," He forced a small laugh. "But if you must know I do miss them. Sometimes I wish that I could visit them just once, only if I was not too busy with the situation given right now. I know that somewhere, they are proud for what I have achieved. Although, regardless or not of what I have said, it is only natural for one to be longing their loved ones..." He lowered his voice, his eyes glanced to Nadia who felt more teary at his words but seems like she was unwilling to shed a tear.
Not soon after Roxana twitched her ears to find a black colored Marshtomp approached her. "Oh um.." She responded, looking back at her then to her teammates then back at her. "..T-Thank you." She finally let the words out of her mouth. A small blush covered her cheeks when she was told by that. The Marshtomp looks a little young to be in such a place where danger lurks at any moment. Perhaps she is somebody's child? "A...lot of people do like my t-tails. I-I guess your one of those people..." Her voice trailed away again, thinking of second thoughts of what she just said. She didn't want the Marshtomp to think badly of her. "I um, never mind. My name is Roxana by the way if you were w-wondering about that."
Meanwhile as the Vulpix had company, the other two Pokemon sitting on the same table just awkwardly sits there. "Excuse us," Luke said to Roxana and the young Marshtomp as he stood up and walked away, dragging Nadia slowly with him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 9:11 am
 Era & Eon Era nodded slightly in agreement with Tempest's words, still clinging to her in an effort to conceal how tearful her eyes were. For once though, they weren't tears of sadness, they were tears of joy. Some might think it strange that the Pikachu cried so much, but the truth of the matter was that her tender heart was so easily touched that she couldn't avoid the reaction, even if she tried. For now though, Tempest was alright, albeit in the loosest sense of the word meaning not dead, and so Era was happy. Most of it would heal although as she let Tempest go at last and looked her over again she felt a pang of sadness at the sight of the older Pikachu's missing ear; that was something that wouldn't heal. Resilience: the word seemed to ring in her own ears. It was what everyone here needed, that which Tempest had so much of; the strength to recover from events, no matter how mentally, physically, or otherwise painful, and continue to move on with life. "Yeah..." she murmured warmly, mostly to herself as Tempest directed a request at Fang, "You'll be alright, I know you will." Era turned her gaze on Fang then also, smiling at the Raichu, "You were right, thanks for being there back then." If Fang hadn't let her know what had happened, she didn't know what the past weeks would have been like, she didn't want to imagine it.
As she thought it over, the thought suddenly dawned on Era, there was something different about Tempest, the way she looked aside from the many scars of battle that covered her. A moment later she felt like facepawing; of course, she was missing her glasses, the ones that Era had held onto all this time. How could I forget? she thought, chiding herself internally. She'd brought a small bag with her, despite the unlikely need to use anything within it. If you learned anything at the Guild, it was to always be ready for anything; the truth of the matter was that none of their Team left anymore without bringing a bag filled with items 'just in case.' Looking over and shuffling through the bag, she removed the red cloth that held what she'd been looking for with a smile. Unwrapping it carefully, the Pikachu smilingly took the glasses in her paw and offered them to Tempest, "I think you might have a use for these." The last time the glasses had been seen by the Guilds they'd been cracked and smeared over with blood, but they were slightly different now. The result of the night after Fang had told her that Tempest still lived was a sleepless night for the young Pikachu. She'd carefully spent the hours washing the bloody stains from the glasses, even between the cracks that latticed across the one lens. The other lens she couldn't do anything for since it was missing, but all the same Era had done her best. "Sorry they're not in better shape," she said quietly.
Eon blinked in surprise to hear his name being called. Having spotted no one with candles lit that didn't appear to be otherwise engaged, he had begun to head back in the direction of Era and the others only to pause and turn at the sound of the voice that was calling him. It only took a moment to see the Riolu pair headed for him and a smile came across his face; so Aidan had recovered after all, that was good to see. "It's good to see you two," he said brightly as they approached, "I'm glad to see you're doing better." The last part was directed to Aidan, seeing as last time the male Pikachu had seen him the Riolu had been hit by a dangerously powerful Judgement attack.
When Nadia bowed, expressing her gratitude, Eon was embarrassed by all the attention he was getting. "You really don't have to, it wasn't anything big," he protested. It had been his decision to help them out after all, and they'd all managed to get out of there alright so there was no need for so much thanks from the Pikachu's perspective. Eon was, in fact, very humble. "We're all doing alright, yeah," he replied to Nadia's query, "Riley's still not back from the infirmary and Ethfael got pretty badly torn up, but they're both recovering." Pausing briefly to adjust the many unlit candles in his paws, Eon realized that he didn't know anything about their own Team which unsettled him slightly. That's right, aside from the Flareon he'd seen near them he didn't see them with anyone else. Slightly tenatively, he asked a question that he wasn't certain if he'd regret, "How about your Team?" Tris Tris nodded slightly, mind filling in the blanks when Purple said he had the Zorua "tamed for the time being." Did that mean that the Zorua wouldn't be evilly remarking at everything he noticed, not making scathing remarks at what other Pokemon did, not muttering power-hungry things about manipulating others, is that what it meant? Tris shook his head trying to get out of the mindset he had. Maybe he was just being paranoid, maybe Zorua weren't all bad-OHARCEUSHEWASJUMPINGATHIM! Tris shied back, cowering slightly for a moment until he realized that the Dark Type was just getting up and hadn't, in fact, taking a step towards him. Okay Tris, maybe you should calm down a bit, he's not going to eat you. The Rattata smiled at him, and the Ditto felt slightly reassured by the look on the Normal Type's face. He could handle this, it was alright, "Th-That's good," he said quietly, "M-My name's T-Tris by the way. P-Pleased to m-meet you both."
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 10:06 am
  Epitaph -- Ver -- Freya -- Alice -- Saileithe -– Rufus -- FangEpitaph watched the child in silence as she bickered with Solaris. Nothing she said really even connected in the Flareon’s mind in favor of indirectly asking herself why. At the mention of her being an Eclipse, Epitaph’s ears twitched and she took to looking over the Eevee as her attention turned to Solaris. Actually, something about her did tug at Epitaph’s mind now. What though? She looked tribal… She was familiar, but she couldn’t connect to who or how. Needless to say, Epitaph hardly saw either of the child’s parents. Eventually, Epitaph smiled and hopped off her chair. The massive Flareon crouched down on the ground to get at eye level what best she could with the Eevee. “My, royalty are you? Shouldn’t one act more ladylike?” Whatever uneasiness her voice originally held seemed to vanish entirely. Now she just had her casual, upbeat tone. How cute. Her attention turned up to Solaris after a moment, noting the Espeon’s anger and she quickly sat up at his side before looking down at the Eevee again. “An Eclipse, might I ask you who your parents are?” Her tail tip pat at the Espeon’s back in gesture to settle down. She glanced at him a moment after. “I suppose you should introduce yourself to the young lady.” A well needed surprise could be in store, but Harumi’s personality wasn’t one she could predict the actions of. Alice watched the Eeveelutions in silence before finally turning away and hopping down from her chair, her egg held close to her chest as she began to retreat for the doorway. She probably should have stayed at the ceremony but she didn’t feel all too right. Needless to say the ones she truly worried for this last fight obviously weren’t present. As for Deca, well, she felt she mourned enough.
The Kirlia’s pace sped up into a run as she took to the guild’s halls, attention on the ground and overall oblivious as she suddenly clashed into someone. The Kirlia stumbled with an ‘off’, her egg leaving her grasp, though saved from falling on the ground thanks to this encounter. “An— Oh. I’m sorry.” The Kirlia immediately looked up with a blink of surprise to find a Roserade before her, staring back at her with an expression of both concern and confusion. The event itself happened in but a second. The Roserade after a moment smiled and handed the Kirlia her egg. “Its fine, you’re lucky you ran into me, I just barely caught the egg.” He trailed off into a small chuckle. “What’s wrong? You seem to be in a hurry.” Alice frowned, she was honestly embarrassed. “Um... Just uneasy, I guess.” She glanced back toward the Courtyard’s entrance. The Roserade’s eyes followed hers for but a moment before turning back down to her as their eyes met again. “It’s fine, why don’t I stay with you? You seem like you need the company.” He smiled, offering a hand to the Kirlia. Alice stared at him blankly before smiling slightly. He was probably right. She hesitated though and her attention turned down toward the floor again. The Roserade’s arm fell back by his side responsively. “We don’t have to go outside, we could stay in the hall if you’d like.” Alice blinked as he then guided her over to the wall before sitting down; Alice sat down promptly after with her egg in her lap. It was silent for a moment, but conversation did soon pick up. Alice wasn’t worried for her team. They simply did their own thing for those they lost. That and probably bickering at each other.
Fang listened to the conversing Chu’s in silence. She had little to say in favor of catching her breath. She eventually turned her head to glance at the two, eyes motioning between both Tempest and Era, though she paused on the younger Chu as her attention drew over. Fang merely gave an acknowledging nod at Era’s thank you. The Raichu’s blank expression eventually reverted to a smile moments after. “You’re something, Era.” She scratched the back of her own head with a sigh. She would have tossed the glasses long ago, considering them useless. The Raichu dragged herself up after a moment with an exhausted sigh, her attention dragging about the courtyard. "Right... candle." This request would have been ignored and accompanied by a snide comment had it not been the situation it was. Instead, she wandered off toward the candles with no sort of complaints involved.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 10:09 am
  Solaris---Tempest
Funny thing about Psychics, they can literally MAKE YOU do anything they want given the right incentive and rubbing the smug right out of this Eevee's face was incentive enough for Solaris. Solaris' fur stood on end at the arrogance of this pup. He knew respect when he was that age, Jupiter would have had it no other way. The Espeon's eyes flashed a brighter lavender than their naturally shade, he'd have flung her across the courtyard with a Psychic if Epitaph hadn't intervened. His mind backtracked to the Eevee's name and he frowned at it. Didn't she look a bit familiar? He'd never seen her before, but ornate markings felt like something he had. The Espeon decided it wasn't worth investigating, this Eevee wasn't worth investigating. Instead he inhaled slowly, calming himself down before nodding toward's his Flareons companions suggestion. "I am Solaris Eclipse, Guildmaster of the guild of the sun and current representative of the Eclipse family." Technically both titles belonged to Aunt Minerva since he was still on probation, but it was only a matter of time until he proved his worth and reclaimed his position. "And you, Ms. Harumi, are making a a lot of a fuss during what is suppose to be a social event as well as a time of mourning for our fallen guild members. If you continue to act as you are in such a blatant display of disrespect, then I will escort you out."Also known as, teleport you onto the roof where you can't get down.
"I told you, I'll be fine." The older Pikachu assured, a smile crossing her face although half obscurred by the bandages around her head though those were mostly to cover her missing ear. Tempest drifted into thought for a moment, yeah she was pretty lucky considering it all. How lucky was she though? It seemed like she survived just to keep moving along this same path to destruction with everyone else. They had to do something and soon. Her attention reeled back to Era as she spoke and the blue-eyed Pikachu glanced to the glasses in her young counterparts paws. Immediately the expression of despair faded in place of one akin to an excited child. She plucked the glasses up, careful to avoid any thoughts of 'Tempest is robbing Era, oh noes', before slipping them back onto place over her eyes. "Thanks!" Unfortunately they were made to loop over her head with a thing black wire folded upward to hook around both pointed ears. As she was lacking her right ear, there was nothing to secure the wire and they slid sideways on her face before clattering to the ground. Tempest's face went blank, her expression passive for a few moments before she had to raise her paws to her eyes to keep the tears from spilling over. How stupid, how stupid was she to get so upset over something so trivial. "Stupid-stupid-"
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 9:03 pm
.::Stark & Argonne::.Stark followed along behind the Lucario for what seemed like an eternity before he finally stopped abruptly. Stark waited for him to say something for a few minutes, before he looked around. A headstone stood just a few feet to his right. He looked to the left to find the same thing. Everywhere he looked, it was the same thing- graves. Stark shook his head in confusion. How out of it was I that I didn't notice we were walking into a graveyard?Pretty damn, I should say.Stark was about to retort when Argonne spoke up. "I thank you for following me, Master Dravin. As you can see, this is a graveyard. The common destination for all that live. Whether marked as such," he said, gesturing about, "or rotting alone in the wilds... or bleeding into the scarred earth of a battlefield... all things will face the grave eventually. But that is not what matters. For when we die... what will we remembered for?"He circled Stark, now, trailing his fingers across a headstone as he passed it, his eyes trained toward the skies. "Everyone that died in that battle knew what they stood for, Dravin. They stood for a cause, a belief, that we should do more than submit to darkness.""It doesn't change the fact that they died," said Stark sadly. "And what does that change, may I ask?" snapped Argonne. "How does anyone's death stop you from accomplishing what you must?""What if we can't win??" snarled Stark. What if we're all just fighting against the inevitable? What if we're all just doomed to die?"Argonne glared at Stark, his bloody Aura flashing about him. He drew himself up to his full height, and spoke coldly. "...Let me ask you this, then. Say you are right- that the world is condemned to shadow. Will you roll over like a coward, a weakling, and allow everything to be destroyed around you, Dravin? Will you go to see the ones that died to try and make the future brighter as failures, as those who let themselves- and thus, the entire world- be annihilated?" His voice did not change volume, but the malice grew deeper, more pronounced. Stark flinched at his last statement from the force of his stalwart position. He was right, of course. "You... you're right... But... what can we do? What if we fail?"Argonne took a deep breath, and sighed, shaking his head, as if in pity. "Child... if you have tried, then you have not failed. You stood for something- you accomplished something, no matter how small. If you try, then there is a chance at victory. Give up..." His hand gripped the headstone, cracking it slightly. "And you belong in a grave... for you service nothing and no one."--- .::Luna::.Luna smiled widely, oblivious to Roxana's shyness- she was just happy that she responded. "Roxana... that's a pretty name~" she said, still smiling. She held out her hand in greeting- SHE HAD HANDS!! HOORAY!!- to the colorful Vulpix. "My name's Luna. I like my name. My Daddy named me. But I like your name, too~" she said, obviously not seeing that she was rambling off on random tangents. She was just happy that someone said "Hi" back to her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 6:43 am
(Anyone mind if I say that this post happens before Sam's?)   ImitiqwertOliverqwertyChuck "Very well. I'm sorry for intruding." With that, Oliver left and returned to his team's table. "Did you hear that?" Aragonne's response had been less than reassuring; it might be a good idea to keep an eye out. "Yes. It'd be harder not to." Imiti was an Alakazam now; he heard and subconsciously processed every detail of every conversation in the garden and still had to stop himself brooding. He'd know if there was trouble. A small distance away, Chuck walked up to a black-and-grey Eevee who appeared to be insulting Solaris and everyone else present for being weaker than her at some unspecified point in the future. In other words, a black-and-grey Eevee that needed to shut up. "Hey, kid, look. These people have been dealing with so much garbage recently you'd be completely buried in it if we stored it in the main hall. Show some respect, will you?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 12:25 pm
 Harumi - VictorWith a flick of her ear and the turn of her head, little Harumi turned her attention over the the large Flareon known as Epitaph. The smalle Normal type's mouth curled up to a smirk as the Flareon dropped her body so they were eye-level. Now this was more like it, other Pokemon dropping to talk to you. She'd prove herself in a jip! What the Flareon said, however, caused Harumi's mouth to curve right back down into a frown. "Why do I have to act like a lady, huh?!" She snapped, her eyebrows twitching a bit with annoyance. "What if I want to be treated like a boy? I'm tougher than all the guys here, I don't need to parade myself around all prissy and pretty and stuff!" It was safe to say that Harumi was against the moral standard of being a royal female.
When Epitaph asked of the Eevee's parents, Harumi's eyebrows began to twitch again. "Doku and Zori Eclipse! Jeez, everyone always asks me about that!" She whined in annoyance once more. Letting out a disgruntled sigh, the Eevee returned her attention back to Solaris. As soon as the Espeon revealed his name, the Eevee's mouth slowly dropped and her eyes widened with shock. "Y-Y-You're Solaris...?!" She whimpered slowly, her knees starting to shake. "You're the one who's not in charge of the guild but was in charge of the guild that should be in charge of the guild but isn't that my dad talks about all the time who's totally brave and powerful and smart but just gets thrown a bare bone all the time?!" There was not a breath in between any of the words in that long, run-on sentence. After she finished, she took in a gasp of air so she wouldn't turn purple. "I'm like, your biggest fan!~" The Eevee was almost hopping now, completely forgetting about her ugly attitude. There was a big grin on her face and her eyes were wide with not shock now, but awe.
Victor shrugged at William's statement, he couldn't know for sure what had happened. All he had was what Harumi had told him. "Apparently they are indeed alive. When Harumi arrived claiming to be their child, she was taken to the infirmary for a few quick DNA checks. She checked out..." The Scyther looked up to the sky, a sullen expression on his face. "What troubles me is that she said she was sent here. If her parents wanted her to come here to start a rescue team, why wouldn't they return themselves?"
The way Victor saw it, there were two possibilities. "I believe that Miss Eclipse either ran away from home and came here, the one place her parents are trying to avoid, or that her parents... well, are no longer with us, and this was the only place she had left to come to." Looking back down to the Togekiss, he blinked with a blank expression and bowed his head. "Forgive me, Mister William, I'm ranting..." He was used to being shut up if he talked too much as a child.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 1:34 pm
XXX XXX XXXXXXX—¤÷(`Nadia & Luke & Roxana´)÷¤—Roxana stared at the Marshtomp for a while. She blinked once and officially decided she was really still a child. There's no way she was wrong now. She even called her dad 'Daddy' Yep, that's the obvious sign there is. "Thank you." She repeated once again at Luna's compliment. She keeps complimenting her, is she going to stop? Not that she doesn't like it. Time to repay all of those last two compliments. "Luna? I..I see. T-That's a...a cute name. Really, it is. Y-Your Daddy must have loved you so much to give you such a cute name." She said with a smile, fighting back all of her stutters. Somebody must have gotten annoyed with her by now with all of her stutters.
She looked at the crowd behind the young Marshtomp, scanning everyone there is. She tried to find any possible parent that might belong to her but she couldn't. "Um, Luna, w-where is your...Daddy?" She asked her, looking back at her with a puzzled look. The most obvious Pokemon that could be her parent is a Swampert or any Pokemon of that kind of species, but she couldn't find any. She's probably belong to a Pokemon that is black colored because she's all black, normal Marshtomps are usually cyan-ish. But there are just a lot of black colored Pokemon here. One of them is Nadia but she's obviously not her parent. If she is she would know and she would know this Marshtomp already. She just stared into her eyes, waiting until she answered.
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 2:16 pm
~Aidan & Nadia ~Kyle
"I-..." "We're very sorry to hear about your team. It is obvious to us now that we shouldn't have been participated in defending our guild. If anything we were more of a hindrance to those, such as yourself, who were more capable of fighting. From now on, until we get stronger ourselves, we'll be sure to keep out of trouble..." The rarely heard voice of the male Riolu broke through as they began to converse with the Electric type. He wasn't about to give his sister the chance to verbally make an idiot of herself. That and he wanted to be sure to sincerely pass on his condolences for their losses in his own unconscious presence. "As for our team..." "The majority of them were caught up in the incident at the hospital." As the flow of conversation moved onward, Nadia found herself cut off yet again. This time, however, it was less minded since she wasn't sure if she could finish her statement herself. It was still an awkward topic, at least for her, to speak of the death of those that practically raised her. She was over the initial shock enough to shed a single tear in the moment which her brother picked up where she left off. "We're co-owning our team for the moment so if you're ever in need of anything feel free to hunt us down. Erm, there are only four of us left and we have much more funds than we need to keep us going." Nadia finally added her own words without disruption; her brother having turned around in that moment to send a simple Vacuum Wave in the direction of the inappropriately placed bonfire that was growing near his Flareon teammate. The attack efficiently cutting off the oxygen supply to the blaze and leaving nothing more than a charred patch of grass left. This scenario in and of itself should be enough to back up his sibling's claim to the fact that they were in charge over the other parts of his team.
((OoC: Nadia's offer just seemed appropriate in character, but in all seriousness, I have way too much PD and other s**t that will never be used if anyone is in need <_<;....))
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Posted: Wed Aug 03, 2011 8:15 pm
xx xx xxx xx x xx Andrew && Rani && Thomas && Judas && Isanna && ArdenxxxxxRani blinked slowly. Persevere, they could at least do that... The majority of the four looked at the scyther curiously as he spoke. At first, it particularly sparked interest in Arden. The other side, how on earth was it possible? Literally. Andrew hovered quietly. "I'll have to take your word..." he said at first, "Even as a guild it's hard to come together, for a large part we stand as our own on teams. Just now seems to be an exception, because there was such a great tradgety." he momentarily scanned the crowd, maybe it was all in his head. "It's difficult to image the world coming together, we're too different from one another..." Judas slit his eyes, starting to feel his pelt bristle, "Even if it's just us, we can take them... After something like this, they should know the world has a hot target on their backs." the lowest growl was held in the back of his throat. "When we get there, they better have on hell-ova welcoming party." Arden rolled his eyes at this, but said nothing.
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