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Post by Imperator Arwen Hara on Aug 17, 2011 18:32:03 GMT -5
Arwen grabbed the Skitty before Replica came out of her transformation. "Sorry little Skitty, you can't attack Replica. He's busy at the moment."
Arwen walked to a cabinet and grabbed out a ball of yarn and gave it to the Skitty to play with. "That'll keep you occupied for while." He smiled at the strange woman, "My name is Arwen, are you hungry? I have some food left, there's enough for your Pokemon as well if they are hungry."
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 17, 2011 18:41:31 GMT -5
He smiled upwards at Arwen, thinking that this stick man might not be so bad after all. "Sa? Sable? Sable, sable." [Kid? You're not too shabby.] He winked rougishly at Curla, opening his mouth wide to take in another bite of the bread. As he chewed, loose crumbs rolled down his chest. He spoke in his language once more, "Sable, sable sable..." [Though the bread could've been fresher.] Two shadows seemed to grow longer as Ophelia and Skeeter made their entrance. Initially, Grant took slight notice of them the Arwen mentioned the word "weapon." He relaxed though, lowering his guard once the two quickly established themselves to not be threats. He heard the small pawsteps approach him and looked up into the small face of a pink cat-like pokemon. A skitty? Grant grinned at Skeeter, his fangs bared upwards in what he himself imagined to be quite a charming smile. "Sable, sa~!" [Hey, what'cha up to?] He greeted, leaning forward as he observed the skitty playing with the loose ends of the rope.
Reign reared back on his hind-legs the moment Ulrich tugged back on his mane. Electricity seemed to course through the white fur, but the zebstrika resisted the urge to release it. Horus flapped back down to earth, gesturing with his wing in the direction he had last seen the girl and pokemon head off in.
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Post by Ophelia Alseif on Aug 17, 2011 19:05:51 GMT -5
Ophelia narrowed her eyes at first, not yet ready to trust the man named Arwen, but his kind actions to Skeeter let here relax a little. Ophelia relaxed her face to passive and introduced herself. "Names Ophelia. My pokemon may be hungry. Skeeter?" Skeeter only said "Skiiiiii!!!!" Before he pounced on the "unsuspecting" yarn ball before him, rolling around with it playfully. "Noll, come on out. The rest of you have to be outside." Ophelia exited the home and released Ary and Steel. Steel, being the ungrateful lump of a pokemon, just layed down on the ground almost sulking. Ary merely stayed quite at Ophelia's side. She reentered the house and sat down in a chair quitely.
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Post by Imperator Arwen Hara on Aug 17, 2011 19:23:09 GMT -5
Arwen was happy to have company and immediately went to grab more food, “Is there anything you would like to eat specifically? I have a few options.”
Arwen looked at her Pokémon, as much as he could see of them anyways.
There was a Skitty, the playful furball that seemed to be only recently hatched, a Duskull that seemed…oddly affectionate to Ophelia…it was kissing the side of her face…Arwen was amused to say the least.
There was her Dragonair, a beautiful creature that, even when told to stay outside, still flew inside and “sat” by her.
The Steelix was oddly unhappy, it just sat outside, angrily. Sulking seemingly. Arwen was hoping he could convince Ophelia to let him talk to it, after he gave her and her other Pokémon some food to fill them up slightly, they seemed famished.
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 17, 2011 19:53:48 GMT -5
Grant inched closer but maintained quite some distance away from the skitty, hoping not to disturb it or scare it away. He held his breath, watching it with bright eyes.
Ulrich beckonned Reign to continue on in the direction Horus pointed out. Sun reflected off of a silver rock-like formation, diverting his attention. The captain clicked his tongue softly, pulling the zebstrika over in that direction. He launched himself off of the horse and frowned, realizing that he was face to tail with a steelix.
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Post by Ophelia Alseif on Aug 17, 2011 20:24:47 GMT -5
Skeeter looked at the rope again for a split second. "Skitty....." He whispered before getting into pouncing position, then he sprang, bitting onto the end of moving rope and rolling around on the floor with it. His tail flickered over the rope causing the ditto to be accidentally tickled by the kitten pokemons tail. Meanwhile...
Ophelia noticed Arwen linger at the sight of Steel. "Your welcome to try and talk to him. If you can. Even though I saved his life, apparently that means nothing to him." Ophelia looked at the stubbern Steelix and sighed.
Steel layed in the warm sun, sulking, again, still. But out of no where a Zebstrikea burst out of the trees with a trainer on it's back. And stopped right in front of his face. This angered Steel, he wasn't exactly in great mood to begin with, but this was the last straw. With a mighty "RAWR!!!" he stood up and glared at the pokemon and it rider. Then, in his fit of rage, slammed his tail on the ground and grabbed the boulder that flew up in his mouth. "Rawr!!!!!!"
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 18, 2011 0:24:51 GMT -5
"Evasive action!!" Ulrich's words were lost in the sudden rumble as the massive pokemon lashed its tail in anger. It slammed its tail into the ground, sending up a huge shower of rubble. Reign acted quickly and sprung swiftly to the side, almost looking as if he was dancing away from the destruction. Dust from the rubble cleared and the steelix could clearly be heard growling deeply. Ulrich grit his teeth and touched his cheek gingerly, feeling a sharp stinging sensation from it. His hands came away bloody. This was good as an excuse as any to attack now, right? The captain glared up at the massive pokemon and threw his arm to the right. Electricity crackled along the zebstrika's legs and his eyes seemed to glow brightly with energy. "Strika!!" He lowered his head suddenly, lightning shooting from the horn ontop of his head.
=Reign used THUNDER WAVE=
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Post by Imperator Arwen Hara on Aug 18, 2011 1:37:50 GMT -5
Arwen quickly grabbed the Skitty, and gave it to Ophelia. and immediately grabbed a real rope from off the wall and tied the Sableye down. Luckily he had been working with Replica so it could stay in form even when tickled.
Replica went out of transformation and immediately took the form of a scary mask...that floated and stared at the Skitty. Replica was NOT pleased.
Arwen heard the noise outside and immediately ran out. He saw the move hit the Steelix, luckily it didn't have any effect on a Ground/Steel Type. He saw the bleeding man and ran over, trying to calm the Zebstrika. "Stop! We don't mean you any harm, you startled the Steelix and it reacted!"
Arwen stood in front of the Zebstrika as his Pokemon filtered out to make sure everything was alright. Combee was so afraid something would go wrong it used Sweet Scent, hoping it would calm everyone down. Phantasma also used a light Hypnosis, but not at full power to make everyone asleep, but to lower the mood and help release the tension in the air.
Arwen made sure to stand in the Zebstrika's way, barring further attacks from the Pokemon and the mysterious rider in what appeared to be a jesters uniform.
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Post by Ophelia Alseif on Aug 18, 2011 6:44:30 GMT -5
Skeeter was given an affectionate petting from Ophelia before he jumpped down, running over to where he was playing before. A funny mask floated in the air now, and Skeeter was delighted. Getting down low and wiggling his butt, the Skitty lept as high as he could, trying to pluck it out of the sky.
Meanwhile, Steelix still thrashed in rage, and Ophelia knew that the strangers attack would do nothing but make it worse. Though Arwens pokemon made an attempt at calming him, Ophelia knew from experiance it would not work. "Steel! Walk it off now! Dig yourself a tunnel a ways from the house." Ophelia normally never yells at her pokemon, but Steel was still willful and unyeilding to anyone right now.
Steel rawred at everyone around him, clearly out numbered and all on edge. He thrashed about in a rage nearly hitting the house if Ophelia hadn't been in the way. The other humans yelled out and the pokemon tried to interfear. He hated this captivity! Then Ophelia said, "Steel! Walk it off now! Dig yourself a tunnel a ways from the house." He didn't like the she called him Steel, but he thought it was a good suggestion. AND ONLY THAT! A suggestion.... He looked around at everyone and scowled at them before moving away to dig sowewhere.
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 20, 2011 21:51:52 GMT -5
Pissed off by his wound, the captain was going to order Reign to attack once more. At least, he was going to until somebody approached. Startled and slightly pained by the deep cut in his cheek, Ulrich gestured wildly, hoping to get Arwen to move before Reign attacked. "Idiot!! Get away!" The young man seemed oblivious to his words and Reign gave a sudden bellow, his pure white mane suddenly taking on a bright yellow hue. "Strikaa!!"
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Post by Imperator Arwen Hara on Aug 21, 2011 1:02:41 GMT -5
The Steelix (seemingly known as Steel) wandered off in a huff, and dug into the ground nearby.Arwen was thankful that he didn't need to deal with the crazed Steelix as well, and silently thanked Ophelia in his mind.
Arwen looked at the man, and saw he was wounded, the blood nearly the same color as his crimson eyes. "I'm fine," Arwen said, "But you don't look to be, come inside and let me fix you up." Arwen led the man inside, not taking no for an answer, and grabbed supplies, some Oran Berries, some water from the Revitalizing Pond (picked up from his visit with the Swampert), alcohol, and bandages.
Arwen then set to cleaning the wound, using a rag he dipped it in the water and wiped the cut free of blood, so he could see it clearly.
He saw the cut was fairly deep and then dipped the rag in the alcohol, "This will sting a little." Arwen then set to cleaning the wound, and let the alcohol drip into the wound as he gently rubbed the alcohol into it. “Hold this against the wound.”
The next thing to do was a poultice, Arwen used the fire he used to cook the stew to warm some water and put several berries into it to boil for awhile, then he chopped up a few herbs that were known to slow or stop bleeding and threw them into the pot, along with a thickening agent similar to flour. He then crushed the berries and mixed the paste together.
Arwen then gently applied the mixture to the man’s face and then covered the wound with a bandage, he used a bit of Combee’s honey to seal the bandage to the skin.
After he finished he brought the man a sandwich and a bowl of soup, and some for his Zebstrika, and then sat down, “Now, what’s your story?”
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 21, 2011 11:54:33 GMT -5
Arwen looked at the man, and saw he was wounded, the blood nearly the same color as his crimson eyes. "I'm fine," Arwen said, "But you don't look to be, come inside and let me fix you up." Arwen led the man inside, not taking no for an answer, and grabbed supplies, some Oran Berries, some water from the Revitalizing Pond (picked up from his visit with the Swampert), alcohol, and bandages.
Ulrich was led inside against his will. He tried to resist at first, not wanting to be distracted from his journey back to Megidova - but after seeing the determined look in the young man's eyes, the captain fell silent. The young man had the same set jaw as his lord when he is firm, it looked like.
He sat down slowly, resting his elbow on the arm of the chair as he waited for Arwen to return. The young man did, his arms full with supplies. "What're tho-" He flinched, the corners of his lips pulling back into a grimace. Ulrich forced himself to stay absolutely still now, his jaw locked as Arwen began to clean his wounds.
He winced again once the alchohol was applied and without another word, pressed the rag against his cheek. Ulrich waited then, his eyes fixed on the young man's back as Arwen rushed about to put together a poultice. "Thank you." Ulrich murmured under his breath, relaxing the moment Arwen pressed the bandage to his cheek. Ulrich blinked as the blonde set a bowl next to him. He looked from the soup up into Arwen's face, raising a brow. “Now, what’s your story?” "I came looking for my sableye." He muttered, not wanting to give away any other information about his background. For all he knew, these two could be from Teruda or Ardhana.. Or maybe entirely opposed to the war.
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Post by Ophelia Alseif on Aug 21, 2011 13:46:00 GMT -5
Ophelia watched as, to her amazement, Steel did as he was told. The Steelix moved a small ways away from the home, finding a wide open area, and digging into the packed earth, making a nice tunnel where he took a nap.
Meanwhile, Ophelia watched from the front of the house as the most ridiculous looking man riding a Zebstrika tried to calm his pokemon. It almost attacked but the Sweet Scent eased it into a calmed state, saving Ophelia from probably having to take action. As the pokemon calmed down, Ophelia noticed the man had a gash on his cheek, and Arwen noticed to as he began drag the man into the house passing her as if she were invisible.
She watched the two men, very suspicious of the ridiculous man as he was wearing a jesters outfit that clearly didn't fit the muscular body inside. And wished to know why his face was gashed and his pokemon tied up in the house of a man he did not know. To many things pointed to Spy, Scout, and Dangerous. She instantly disliked the man, but showed none of it. "You mean the one who broke into his house, was tied up in the next room, and ate though most of his food supply?" She replied sarcastically. Ophelia entered the house as she spoke, finding a new chair because the muscley jester took hers.
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Post by Imperator Arwen Hara on Aug 21, 2011 14:15:02 GMT -5
Arwen heard the word Sableye, and immediately perked up. Then Ophelia told him about the Sableye tied up in the next room and he got up and brought the tied up creature to the dining room, “You mean this little creature is yours? The one that broke my window?”
Arwen looked at the man, wondering if he could enlighten him as to why this Sableye broke into his house, rather than go through the open door.
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Post by Ulrich Verdera on Aug 21, 2011 19:30:31 GMT -5
He eyed Grant, causing the little sableye to wilt in place under the withering stare. "Saa-ble..." The sableye offered Ulrich a weak smile, giving a small little wave to him. "Sa!?!" He struggled quickly, pulling his feet up as Ulrich approached with a dangerous air around him. He bent down and flicked the pokemon's forehead. Treating this little wound like a gun-shot to the chest, Grant wailed. Ulrich pulled out his pokeball and without another word, returned the still pleading pokemon back. He put the ball back in his satchel and looked to Arwen, frowning appologetically. "Yes.. Grant belongs to me. I'm sorry if he broke your window. I'll have to train him more later on." He scowled, choosing to ignore Ophelia's comments. However, the final one made him get up abruptly. He looked at her with his eyes smouldering, with standing up and her sitting down, and jaw-locked tightly.
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