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"So, then. Sir Tolin, I presume? How has master Albus been?" Tolin chuckled slightly at the surrealism of the question. Here, in a battlefield? Although, truth be told, most of the fighters were ignored by Darkrai in favour of the bigger prey that was gutsy enough to engage him in melee combat. Tolin tossed out a Vacuum Wave before turning his head to face to Lia. "He's gotten better. He isn't as arrogant anymore." Lia smiled warmly, as if happy to hear of a child's success. "That's good." And then, she resumed using Water Gun.

ASAR is still spamming Signal Beam, Sam is still using Sludge Bomb. Albus used Icicle Spear to mix things up a bit, I guess!



"Oh the goblins!" Tolin bolted up suddenly, his breathing ragged and his eyes darting from place to place. They quickly came to rest on a Cubone. "Oh, my, good. It was just some drea..." A dark pulse flew over the two's heads, narrowing avoiding some random Milotic who swirled around it elegantly. "Oh, so it wasn't a dream." Tolin got himself on his feet (an awkward task for someone with no arms) and then glanced curiously at the Cubone. "Hello there! I am Tolin, and, er..." The pidgey looked somewhat apprehensively at the Cubone's sturdy skull. "Did I fall on top of you, by chance?"

It seemed as if the fall had left him completely bereft of a sense of danger. Or maybe he was like that normally?

(-7 Darkrai)

"Sam! How's ASAR's power remaining?" s**t! As a program, ASAR had a limited power supply. Using attacks drained him, and it was possible a more lengthy fight could drain him completely. "ASAR! Power status and report based on current consumption against estimated endurance of Darkrai!" ASAR's eyes changed, the yellow pushing out for the normal, pure black. His voice was monotonous, a far cry from his usual oscillating intonations. "Calculating... Power status approximately 80%, at current drain rate battery will last twenty minutes. Darkrai's estimated defeat in... Eight minutes or more. Power levels unlikely to dip below 20%." "Continue activities prior to status report. Issue warnings at power levels of 40%, 35% and 30%." "UnderstOOOD." His eyes reverted mid-syllable, the signal beam once more erupting from his nosemouthcone.

Sam chuckled to himself slightly, pleased with his own capabilities as a programmer. He'd been tweaking the Porygon a little... looks like it had worked to his benefit. He had considered the possibility of having to flee the kingdom, and customized ASAR to be a bit more... enduring to power usage. He had not expected it to work so well, however. "He'll be fine!"

With a nod, Tolin and Sam resumed their attacks. Tolin using Vacuum fist, Sam using Sludge Bomb. Lia and Albus just kept pouring it on, Water gun and Hydro Pump working together as the amulet spun wildly and the plate channeled energy.



Tolin watched curiously as the Cubone emoted a great deal, his body language showing brief signs or distress and confusion. When the Cubone dropped his head, Tolin lowered his body and turned his head to look upwards at him. "Hoo Hoo~ Team Tolin. What team are you yourself a part of, if I might ask?"

(-7 Darkrai)

Tolin watched as Darkrai brought down a heavy fist, smashing an Arcanine into the ground. The Arcanine struggled to get up as a dark mist rose from the floor, surrounding him. His vain efforts to stand became feeble as he tumbled to his side.

And no one seemed to care. A few pokemon glanced at him, but most ignored him completely. Whether he was simply too large for them to consider moving or they didn't care was difficult to tell. "I'm moving in. Somebody has to wake up that Arcanine." While somebody of better sense (like Puer) might have objected, Lia was the only one sensible enough to say otherwise. And she was unaware of how risky it was for him.

So, Tolin stepped forward through the crowd as the ranged attacks poured on (Including those from ASAR, Sam, Lia and Albus) to Darkrai. And he waited, just a moment. He waited for a Dark Pulse, shooting into close range the moment one was formed. He took advantage of that brief window of incapability and forcibly stuck the psychic tip of his Scythe into the Arcanine's head. "Wake up!"

The Arcanine awoke with a start, a dog-like yelp sounding as he scrambled to his feet and backed the ******** away from the nasty Legendary. He was visibly shaken by the experience; his legs shook, his head was turned down and his tail was nested comfortably between his back legs.

Unfortunately, the very loud yelp brought on the attention of the much more malevolent figure. A black arm, frothing with mist swung forward. The close attack was met with a careful backstep, pulling Tolin just out of range. A vacuum wave followed and prefaced a rush for X-Scissors.



"Hoo~ I'm afraid I'm the only one of my team here. My sole teammate, Marcus, was far away from the guild when the alarm sounded. Our entrance was so hasty I fear he didn't have time to arrive." The Pidgey shifted uncomfortably. Marcus was the only person he really knew here, and the realization that he was truly without him was an uncomfortable one. His eyes, however, brightened when he realized something. "Scrap, please tell me. Where did you name come from? Or where did your team's? I must know."

(-9 Darkrai)

Scrap was beginning to find it rather odd that he was conversing so nonchalantly with this Pidgey; in the middle of a War-Zone no less. "Well..." he flashed back to the first time he arrived in the team room; when Trev had first told him their team name. "It's because we don't really have a cause" said the Cubone simply with a shrug, mirroring the Cyndaquil's words exactly.

Trev was exhausted, how long could he keep this up? The Darkrai seemed relentless in it's constant attacks of every Pokemon to face it. The Flamethrower continued however as he watched a Scyther run across the battlefield to rescue a fallen comrade. This small distraction caused him to get struck by a Shadow Ball launched by Darkrai. He crashed into the ground behind Torkoal, who still seemed to be completely fine with keeping up the attack by himself.

Klash again went up for another run; however, this time Darkrai turned around and blasted her with a Shadow Ball. She crashed into the ground a few feet from the Darkrai, barely able to move from the constant damage she had taken. We're over our heads... she thought wearily as she tried to get up.

( -7 Darkrai )

Scrap was getting a little bit weirded out by the strange Pidgey; but he didn't really want to be rude. "My name? It's what my father called me when I was just out of my egg... 'Little Scrap' or sometimes even 'Scrappy' " he explained, bringing his mind back to the days he used to spend with his family. "That was a long time ago...the name just stuck I suppose" he added with a shrug.

Klash barely stood up with the intense pain in her right leg, Yep, definitely a sprang... she thought. The Zangoose looked over at a nearby Scyther she spotted earlier helping that Arcanine, "A little help here...?" she said feebly. Klash didn't really like asking for help, but what else was she going to do? She couldn't walk and she had no items on her at the time. However, she was determined, and wasn't going to leave the fight so quickly.

Trev pushed the pain and continued to use Flamethrower at Darkrai. He seemed to be weakening which was a good sign. Trev wondered if he would be able to push through the whole battle in his condition.

( -7 Darkrai )

Scrap looked at the Pidgey with a curious expression, "What were they like?" he asked. He hoped that he wasn't intruding to much into Tolin's past; that was honestly the last thing he wanted.

Klash nodded her thanks to the Azumarill, "Yes, much better,thank you..." the leg was a little sore but otherwise healed. "I'm Klash by the way" she said while getting to her feet and analyzing the battlefield. She didn't just want to stand on the sidelines because of one injury, "I'm sorry for such a short introduction,but if you'll excuse me.." the Zangoose rushed at Darkrai with Quick Attack. She passed the Scyther in almost an instant while she rushed across the battlefield toward the legendary. Once the Zangoose arrived, she began her attack "Close Combat!" Klash delivered strong blows to Dakrai while circling around him to cause confusion. The strategy seemed to be working for the moment.

Trev noticed another fire attack come from his left and hit Darkrai. He wondered how powerful a triple Flamethrower would be, and he quick Urvine's side to get him out of his trance. "Move over there" said his leader, pointing to the strange colored Flareon a little ways to the left. Urvine nodded and moved across the battlefield toward them; once they arrived Trev fired his Flamethrower into the same direction as the Flareon. This combined with Urvine's Flamethrower created a much more powerful attack against the Darkrai then before.

( -7 Darkrai )

"Oh...well...did something happen?" Scrap felt like he was dipping a bit too deep into Tolin's past. He noticed that the more he talked about his parents, the more saddened he seemed to become. This was strange to the Cubone, considering almost every memory of his parents was a happy one.

Klash used Tolin's distraction to attack Darkrai with Close Combat, making him turn around in annoyance again. The healing move cast upon her leg was working wonders, but she couldn't help but wonder about what the Azurmarill was talking about before she rushed off. Klash rolled to dodge a Shadow Ball and brushed her claws through the shadowy body again. Probably wasn't anything to important.

Trev and Urvine continued to combined their Flamethrower attacks; this time their attacks seem to be more effective considering all the ranged attacks focused in one area. The combined power of the Water Gun, Signal Beam, Sludge Bomb, Water Pulses, and Flamethrowers really did seem to be harming Darkrai.

( -8 Darkrai )

"Why don't you give yourself a name?" suggested Scrap, not understanding such a significance of finding a name. "I mean, it wouldn't really be that hard..." began the Cubone, but he didn't really venture farther due to the distracting woozy feeling in the back of his mind

Klash delivered one last Close Combat hit before she was suddenly stricken with weariness. She attempted to get back to the other team but only got about half way before she passed out on to the ground.

Trev nodded to the Flareon and kept FLAMETHROWNERAN the Darkrai. He couldn't help but notice several Pokemon passing out within close proximity of the legendary. Unfortunately, the Cyndaquil was unfamiliar with this move so didn't know what was going on.

( -5 Darkrai )