Roleplay

10617

January 09, 2017 16:25:24

@Ayle

((Oh lol it's np! x) ))

"Yes, we began with bladeless ropes, but she tired of that sport quickly. Sometimes we incorporate fire, but it's mostly for show, seeing as Quilava's fur is nonflammable-"

Ajax quickly held out a hand to block Mila before she could get any closer to the Quilava, who had let out a soft snarl at the approaching woman.

"Woahwoah, it's best to keep your distance, for safety. She doesn't take kindly to strangers," he did take half a step back though, to allow Mila some view of the claws, "Nearly two years ago, shortly after she had evolved, she was given those augmentations. It took her at least half of that time to learn how to properly walk around and use them without cutting herself."

Ajax looked at the scars that crisscrossed the Quilava's lithe frame, as she turned cat-like to clean the wound on her back.

"The main show will be beginning in another half-hour, so I would advise us to go find our seats now."

((You can go ahead and wrap up to a time skip, and I'll write up the battle after ya <3))

Last edited on Jan 09, 2017 16:40:31 by Skiatha

@Skiatha

Mila paused at Nem's snarl, stopping just short of Ajax's outstretched hand. Oh. Of course, I should have known. This is a Pokémon trained for battle, it's completely different from the Pokémon I've met so far.

"Ah, my apologies. I had not realised, although now I see that I should have." Mila smiled, before turning to study the claws from a safe distance. Retractable, and sharp. They're not being rejected by its immune system, and can obviously resist heat well, given their implantation into a Fire type. Fascinating. I wonder who the dealer was?

"The main show will be beginning in another half-hour, so I would advise us to go find our seats now."

Mila nodded at Ajax's words, stepping back a pace. "Alright. Lin, we're going." She turned around to look at the Kirlia, who was rubbing gingerly at the quickly darkening bruise, wincing slightly with each press. He glanced up at Mila, looking sheepish.

She sighed, walking forward with a murmured, "Just a moment," to Ajax, pulling off her shawl as she did so. Mila shivered at the draft on her now-uncovered shoulders, feeling horribly exposed as she wrapped the length of fabric tightly around Lin's waist, covering the bruise. Rest, ice, and compress. No ice, at the moment, so compression will have to do for now. Mila knotted the shawl with a flourish, taking a moment to stand and check her work, before turning back to Ajax.

"Ready, now. Lead the way, please."

((Such different approaches to healthcare, haha))

Ayle

1452

January 09, 2017 17:08:39

@Skiatha

Mila paused at Nem's snarl, stopping just short of Ajax's outstretched hand. Oh. Of course, I should have known. This is a Pokémon trained for battle, it's completely different from the Pokémon I've met so far.

"Ah, my apologies. I had not realised, although now I see that I should have." Mila smiled, before turning to study the claws from a safe distance. Retractable, and sharp. They're not being rejected by its immune system, and can obviously resist heat well, given their implantation into a Fire type. Fascinating. I wonder who the dealer was?

"The main show will be beginning in another half-hour, so I would advise us to go find our seats now."

Mila nodded at Ajax's words, stepping back a pace. "Alright. Lin, we're going." She turned around to look at the Kirlia, who was rubbing gingerly at the quickly darkening bruise, wincing slightly with each press. He glanced up at Mila, looking sheepish.

She sighed, walking forward with a murmured, "Just a moment," to Ajax, pulling off her shawl as she did so. Mila shivered at the draft on her now-uncovered shoulders, feeling horribly exposed as she wrapped the length of fabric tightly around Lin's waist, covering the bruise. Rest, ice, and compress. No ice, at the moment, so compression will have to do for now. Mila knotted the shawl with a flourish, taking a moment to stand and check her work, before turning back to Ajax.

"Ready, now. Lead the way, please."

((Such different approaches to healthcare, haha))

Last edited on Jan 09, 2017 20:59:55 by Ayle

@Ayle

((Hahaha, true ;D))

Ajax returned Nem, beginning to walk out towards the door. He paused when he noticed that the other woman had murmured to him, turning to see her doctoring the Kirlia. He felt something akin to repulsion at the scene, but turned away quickly before Mila could look up and notice. She was a pokemon groupie, definitely. The Kirlia looked like a toy ballerina, with the shawl absurdly tied and drifting around his waist. Nem better not get any ideas from this.

"Ready, now. Lead the way, please."

The stands were already flowing with people jostling each other and talking loudly over one another. Ajax ducked an arm as it reached for someone across from him and pushed past another, keeping an eye on Mila to make sure that he did not lose her in the crowd. With attire like that, though, it would be quite hard to lose her. Ajax caught sight of an assembly of suited men to the side- the entourage from Death Valley, no doubt- as they made their way to the lift that led to the lounges. He couldn't tell if the guest ringer was among that group, or perhaps in the prep room, but they were quickly obscured by the other crowds of people.

Finally, Ajax found an empty spot on the stands. He sat down, watching as the last remains of the mock battles were cleared away from the ring. The time on the marquee read 9:45. He sat silently, meditatively rolling his pokeball between his hands and waiting for the match to begin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we welcome you to the Second San Franscisco Sub-division, led by our most beloved Master Ceasar Lu! For this evening's match we have invited an esteemed fighter from the Death Valley district ring, widely known for its prowess with Ground types. So everyone, let's give it up for Sandbournnne!"

There was a reason Ajax had decided not to choose a title for himself- as frankly, they were all terrible. He held back an urge to smile as the crowd cheered, the roar lifting from all sides of the stadium, and leaned forward to catch sight of this Sandbourne.

The ringer who exited the prep room was donned in a great cloak that covered his entire figure save for his eyes. It swirled and shifted behind him as he walked up the stage, and Ajax was surprised he hadn't tripped over it yet. As Sandbourne climbed the steps, he suddenly and dramatically cast off the cloak, revealing a...woman dressed in an olive-colored outfit, with golden, nearly white under the floodlights, hair and deep green eyes. Ajax's mouth opened, before he caught himself and sat back, astonished gaze focused on Sandbourne. A woman. Oh.

"And competing against her we have our distinguished local champion, here to defend his title, Maximussss!"

Ajax barely registered the familiar man- he'd seen Maximus in the ring far too many times to count, and Ajax was surprised his father hadn't retired the rather aged fighter yet. Nonetheless, the older man knew how to rile up the crowd, as he tore off his shirt to reveal a (still) extremely well defined musculature. Ugh. He turned back to observe Sandbourne as Maximus bellowed at the crowd, tossing his shirt at a spectator in the stands before mounting the steps.

"The rules of this match are as follows: This will be a one-on-one match, single round. The first pokemon to be eliminated or the first competitor to concede will be the loser. You may now release your pokemon of choice!"

Sandbourne flawlessly tossed out her pokeball, the crowd murmuring with awe as a Tyranitar emerged. It rumbled, the sound resonating around the stadium, and let out a roar that made Maximus' petty yells sound like that of a little girl's. The crowd cheered, and Ajax took note of what appeared to be a metallic augmentation on its tail. Weaponized tail extension, possible projectile capacity. As the Tyranitar finished its entrance, Maximus let his own pokeball fly from his hands.

A Rampardos charged out, letting loose trumpeting roar at the Tyranitar that towered over it. At the "Begin!" from the announcer, Maximus gave a flourish with his hand,

"Sparta, Headbutt!" The pokemon responded with another roar, lowering its diamond-reinforced crown and barreling forward. The woman shouted,

"Axis, Sandstorm!" Within seconds, the ring was obscured with a stinging yellow haze, causing Ajax to narrow his eyes with annoyance. A coward's move, shouldn't have expected any more. Relying solely on the screens for a visual now, Ajax saw the form of Sparta falter and stop in his tracks as he struggled to look for the Tyranitar. He could hear Maximus hollering,

"Go to the edge, the edge!" The call came too late, however, as the shape of Axis suddenly came into view and bore down on the smaller pokemon. The Rampardos shrieked as the other's jaws came around his neck, and then was whipped off his feat as he was lifted clean from the ground. Sparta flailed and kicked, managing to messily catch Axis over the face with a claw. Axis roared, tossing his opponent down to the ground. The ring shook, sand billowing out from underneath Sparta and into the crowd below.

Ajax covered his eyes, coughing. He looked at Mila, grinning, "Worth the front seat view, eh?"

His attention was drawn away again as the Tyranitar gave another bellow of pain. Sparta had turned and slammed headfirst into the other's abdomen, and even at close range it sent Axis toppling towards the ground. He caught himself, however, and before the Rampardos could charge again, he sidestepped and caught the other pokemon by the head, shoving it into the ground. Sparta was all but sent tumbling head over heels, sliding to a stop a few feet away. An interesting move, I must keep it in mind for Nem's final evolution, Ajax mused, making sure that Nem's pokeball had a gap to view the fight.

By now, the sand had largely cleared, allowing the ringers a clearer field of vision of their pokemon. Sandbourne cried out, voice ringing over the crowd,

"Axis!" The Tyranitar grunted, turning to the woman's voice and revealing where its armor had been dented by the Rampardos' attack. It heaved itself towards her, seemingly unaware as Maximus yelled for Sparta to get up and charge again.

Ajax rose up from his seat, muttering under his breath, "It's a trap, dammit Maximus, can't you see?"

Unfortunately neither did Sparta see the trap, as he swayed onto his feet, shook the pieces of concrete off his head, and rushed at the Tyranitar. As his opponent drew near, Axis abruptly whipped around, almost too fast for Ajax to catch, its tail drawing a loud CRACK as it smashed diagonally into the other pokemon. The crowd erupted into the cheers when Sparta went down again with a wail, slamming bodily into the ground.

"Rock Tomb it, Sparta!" Maximus appeared nearly in hysterics, pacing and jumping and sweating like a stick of butter. Probably not the best for the old man's health. Ajax didn't expect the Rampardos to recover from a move like that, but he saw it twitch, then cough, and then the entire stadium floor began to quake. Axis paused, unsure, and at that moment jagged spears of concrete and stone shot out from the floor. The Tyranitar howled, hit by rocks from all sides. One look at Sandbourne showed that she was trapped as well, only able to watch as Axis was brought down to his knees under the crushing force of the rocks- but for some reason she had not yet conceded, as futile as her struggle seemed.

Seeing that his opponent had fallen, Sparta gave a victorious screech, and despite Maximus' hollering to stand back, had charged forward and proceeded to brutally pummel and kick at the fallen Tyranitar with his feet. He moaned and looked to Sandbourne, but she called out at him with a sudden urgency in her voice,

"Now, Axis...Impale." Ajax's look of disbelief at the seemingly fake move was cut short as he heard a metallic sound not unlike that of Nem's blades as they unsheathed and tore through something. The audience suddenly went silent, and Ajax craned his neck to see what had happened.

The Rampardos lay limp over the Tyranitar, and now Ajax could see metal glinting from the protrusions that stuck out from Sparta's sides, slick with blood. The body shifted as Axis groaned under the other pokemon's weight, standing with effort to fully reveal the great metal spikes that branched from its body- including the ones that were sticking through the impaled Rampardos' form. The pokemon's dead body slid off to the ground with a dull thunk, and Axis turned to the crowd and gave a great, heaving roar that shook the very stands.

The audience erupted, louder than ever, as they cheered and began to chant Sandbourne's and Axis' names in swelling unison. The woman gave a small smile and bow, returning her pokemon and walking off the stage.

Ajax got to his feet as well, muttering some half-hearted excuse to Mila before shoving away through the crowd. He needed to speak to Sandbourne about that Tyranitar (or maybe just speak to her, hmmm), and get there before his father and the entourage got to her first.

((H-holy heck, that was the biggest pokemon battle I've ever written, hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, oml))

Skiatha

10617

January 09, 2017 20:51:03

@Ayle

((Hahaha, true ;D))

Ajax returned Nem, beginning to walk out towards the door. He paused when he noticed that the other woman had murmured to him, turning to see her doctoring the Kirlia. He felt something akin to repulsion at the scene, but turned away quickly before Mila could look up and notice. She was a pokemon groupie, definitely. The Kirlia looked like a toy ballerina, with the shawl absurdly tied and drifting around his waist. Nem better not get any ideas from this.

"Ready, now. Lead the way, please."

The stands were already flowing with people jostling each other and talking loudly over one another. Ajax ducked an arm as it reached for someone across from him and pushed past another, keeping an eye on Mila to make sure that he did not lose her in the crowd. With attire like that, though, it would be quite hard to lose her. Ajax caught sight of an assembly of suited men to the side- the entourage from Death Valley, no doubt- as they made their way to the lift that led to the lounges. He couldn't tell if the guest ringer was among that group, or perhaps in the prep room, but they were quickly obscured by the other crowds of people.

Finally, Ajax found an empty spot on the stands. He sat down, watching as the last remains of the mock battles were cleared away from the ring. The time on the marquee read 9:45. He sat silently, meditatively rolling his pokeball between his hands and waiting for the match to begin.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we welcome you to the Second San Franscisco Sub-division, led by our most beloved Master Ceasar Lu! For this evening's match we have invited an esteemed fighter from the Death Valley district ring, widely known for its prowess with Ground types. So everyone, let's give it up for Sandbournnne!"

There was a reason Ajax had decided not to choose a title for himself- as frankly, they were all terrible. He held back an urge to smile as the crowd cheered, the roar lifting from all sides of the stadium, and leaned forward to catch sight of this Sandbourne.

The ringer who exited the prep room was donned in a great cloak that covered his entire figure save for his eyes. It swirled and shifted behind him as he walked up the stage, and Ajax was surprised he hadn't tripped over it yet. As Sandbourne climbed the steps, he suddenly and dramatically cast off the cloak, revealing a...woman dressed in an olive-colored outfit, with golden, nearly white under the floodlights, hair and deep green eyes. Ajax's mouth opened, before he caught himself and sat back, astonished gaze focused on Sandbourne. A woman. Oh.

"And competing against her we have our distinguished local champion, here to defend his title, Maximussss!"

Ajax barely registered the familiar man- he'd seen Maximus in the ring far too many times to count, and Ajax was surprised his father hadn't retired the rather aged fighter yet. Nonetheless, the older man knew how to rile up the crowd, as he tore off his shirt to reveal a (still) extremely well defined musculature. Ugh. He turned back to observe Sandbourne as Maximus bellowed at the crowd, tossing his shirt at a spectator in the stands before mounting the steps.

"The rules of this match are as follows: This will be a one-on-one match, single round. The first pokemon to be eliminated or the first competitor to concede will be the loser. You may now release your pokemon of choice!"

Sandbourne flawlessly tossed out her pokeball, the crowd murmuring with awe as a Tyranitar emerged. It rumbled, the sound resonating around the stadium, and let out a roar that made Maximus' petty yells sound like that of a little girl's. The crowd cheered, and Ajax took note of what appeared to be a metallic augmentation on its tail. Weaponized tail extension, possible projectile capacity. As the Tyranitar finished its entrance, Maximus let his own pokeball fly from his hands.

A Rampardos charged out, letting loose trumpeting roar at the Tyranitar that towered over it. At the "Begin!" from the announcer, Maximus gave a flourish with his hand,

"Sparta, Headbutt!" The pokemon responded with another roar, lowering its diamond-reinforced crown and barreling forward. The woman shouted,

"Axis, Sandstorm!" Within seconds, the ring was obscured with a stinging yellow haze, causing Ajax to narrow his eyes with annoyance. A coward's move, shouldn't have expected any more. Relying solely on the screens for a visual now, Ajax saw the form of Sparta falter and stop in his tracks as he struggled to look for the Tyranitar. He could hear Maximus hollering,

"Go to the edge, the edge!" The call came too late, however, as the shape of Axis suddenly came into view and bore down on the smaller pokemon. The Rampardos shrieked as the other's jaws came around his neck, and then was whipped off his feat as he was lifted clean from the ground. Sparta flailed and kicked, managing to messily catch Axis over the face with a claw. Axis roared, tossing his opponent down to the ground. The ring shook, sand billowing out from underneath Sparta and into the crowd below.

Ajax covered his eyes, coughing. He looked at Mila, grinning, "Worth the front seat view, eh?"

His attention was drawn away again as the Tyranitar gave another bellow of pain. Sparta had turned and slammed headfirst into the other's abdomen, and even at close range it sent Axis toppling towards the ground. He caught himself, however, and before the Rampardos could charge again, he sidestepped and caught the other pokemon by the head, shoving it into the ground. Sparta was all but sent tumbling head over heels, sliding to a stop a few feet away. An interesting move, I must keep it in mind for Nem's final evolution, Ajax mused, making sure that Nem's pokeball had a gap to view the fight.

By now, the sand had largely cleared, allowing the ringers a clearer field of vision of their pokemon. Sandbourne cried out, voice ringing over the crowd,

"Axis!" The Tyranitar grunted, turning to the woman's voice and revealing where its armor had been dented by the Rampardos' attack. It heaved itself towards her, seemingly unaware as Maximus yelled for Sparta to get up and charge again.

Ajax rose up from his seat, muttering under his breath, "It's a trap, dammit Maximus, can't you see?"

Unfortunately neither did Sparta see the trap, as he swayed onto his feet, shook the pieces of concrete off his head, and rushed at the Tyranitar. As his opponent drew near, Axis abruptly whipped around, almost too fast for Ajax to catch, its tail drawing a loud CRACK as it smashed diagonally into the other pokemon. The crowd erupted into the cheers when Sparta went down again with a wail, slamming bodily into the ground.

"Rock Tomb it, Sparta!" Maximus appeared nearly in hysterics, pacing and jumping and sweating like a stick of butter. Probably not the best for the old man's health. Ajax didn't expect the Rampardos to recover from a move like that, but he saw it twitch, then cough, and then the entire stadium floor began to quake. Axis paused, unsure, and at that moment jagged spears of concrete and stone shot out from the floor. The Tyranitar howled, hit by rocks from all sides. One look at Sandbourne showed that she was trapped as well, only able to watch as Axis was brought down to his knees under the crushing force of the rocks- but for some reason she had not yet conceded, as futile as her struggle seemed.

Seeing that his opponent had fallen, Sparta gave a victorious screech, and despite Maximus' hollering to stand back, had charged forward and proceeded to brutally pummel and kick at the fallen Tyranitar with his feet. He moaned and looked to Sandbourne, but she called out at him with a sudden urgency in her voice,

"Now, Axis...Impale." Ajax's look of disbelief at the seemingly fake move was cut short as he heard a metallic sound not unlike that of Nem's blades as they unsheathed and tore through something. The audience suddenly went silent, and Ajax craned his neck to see what had happened.

The Rampardos lay limp over the Tyranitar, and now Ajax could see metal glinting from the protrusions that stuck out from Sparta's sides, slick with blood. The body shifted as Axis groaned under the other pokemon's weight, standing with effort to fully reveal the great metal spikes that branched from its body- including the ones that were sticking through the impaled Rampardos' form. The pokemon's dead body slid off to the ground with a dull thunk, and Axis turned to the crowd and gave a great, heaving roar that shook the very stands.

The audience erupted, louder than ever, as they cheered and began to chant Sandbourne's and Axis' names in swelling unison. The woman gave a small smile and bow, returning her pokemon and walking off the stage.

Ajax got to his feet as well, muttering some half-hearted excuse to Mila before shoving away through the crowd. He needed to speak to Sandbourne about that Tyranitar (or maybe just speak to her, hmmm), and get there before his father and the entourage got to her first.

((H-holy heck, that was the biggest pokemon battle I've ever written, hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it, oml))

Last edited on Jan 10, 2017 12:52:28 by Skiatha

@Skiatha
((Whooo, that was great! I loved it!))

"Worth the front seat view, eh?"

Is he insane?? Mila was quite certain nothing was worth this view, as she brought up an arm to shield her face from stray grains of sand. Oh, certainly, Lin was obviously having the time of his life, but Mila was suddenly regretting every decision which had lead her to this point.

Mila coughed, flicking sand and dust off her blouse with a grimace. A sudden earthshaking impact as the Rampardos was flung into a wall caused her to wince and press back against her seat as the crowd around her roared their approval. I have no idea what's going on, Mila thought to herself, ruefully. Ajax had apparently seen something which had been a trap, given his muttering, but to Mila, the battle looked like little more than two oversized beasts throwing themselves at each other in a mindless attempt to pummel their opponent.

Which is what the...Rampardos? Sparta? Seems to be do- oh my god. Mila's eyes widened at Sandbourne's final command, flinching at the sudden spray of blood as metal spikes burst through Rampardos' body. Lin's excited cheering ground to an abrupt halt as he stared at the twitching carcass of the Rampardos, which slid off the Tyranitar's metal implants with a wet schliick.

Mila pressed a fist to her mouth, mildly nauseated as the crowd cheered and chanted. I knew death was a common occurrence here. I just... never expected it to look like that. The odor of fresh blood tickled her nose, and she grimaced. Death looks different up close. I don't like it.

Sudden movement from Ajax caused her to look up, barely catching a few muttered words before he disappeared into the swelling crowd. "Wh- Ajax?" Mila stood quickly in an attempt to follow him, but could barely take a few steps before she lost sight of him in the crowd.

...Okay. Mila sighed, as she looked around a few times before giving up. Where could he have gone in such a hurry? Not his father, and he didn't receive any calls or messages during the battle; at least, I didn't notice him check his phone. Therefore, Mila's gaze drifted up, back to the ring, and the retreating figure of the victor, given what I know of him, he's probably attempting to meet her.

Her eyes tracked Sandbourne's path, following its intended route to a small hallway. Mila nodded, feeling a small hand reach to grip her wrist, and turned to walk towards it. I suppose it works out. If he manages to stop her, I'd like to have a few words as well.

Ayle

1452

January 10, 2017 15:36:54

@Skiatha
((Whooo, that was great! I loved it!))

"Worth the front seat view, eh?"

Is he insane?? Mila was quite certain nothing was worth this view, as she brought up an arm to shield her face from stray grains of sand. Oh, certainly, Lin was obviously having the time of his life, but Mila was suddenly regretting every decision which had lead her to this point.

Mila coughed, flicking sand and dust off her blouse with a grimace. A sudden earthshaking impact as the Rampardos was flung into a wall caused her to wince and press back against her seat as the crowd around her roared their approval. I have no idea what's going on, Mila thought to herself, ruefully. Ajax had apparently seen something which had been a trap, given his muttering, but to Mila, the battle looked like little more than two oversized beasts throwing themselves at each other in a mindless attempt to pummel their opponent.

Which is what the...Rampardos? Sparta? Seems to be do- oh my god. Mila's eyes widened at Sandbourne's final command, flinching at the sudden spray of blood as metal spikes burst through Rampardos' body. Lin's excited cheering ground to an abrupt halt as he stared at the twitching carcass of the Rampardos, which slid off the Tyranitar's metal implants with a wet schliick.

Mila pressed a fist to her mouth, mildly nauseated as the crowd cheered and chanted. I knew death was a common occurrence here. I just... never expected it to look like that. The odor of fresh blood tickled her nose, and she grimaced. Death looks different up close. I don't like it.

Sudden movement from Ajax caused her to look up, barely catching a few muttered words before he disappeared into the swelling crowd. "Wh- Ajax?" Mila stood quickly in an attempt to follow him, but could barely take a few steps before she lost sight of him in the crowd.

...Okay. Mila sighed, as she looked around a few times before giving up. Where could he have gone in such a hurry? Not his father, and he didn't receive any calls or messages during the battle; at least, I didn't notice him check his phone. Therefore, Mila's gaze drifted up, back to the ring, and the retreating figure of the victor, given what I know of him, he's probably attempting to meet her.

Her eyes tracked Sandbourne's path, following its intended route to a small hallway. Mila nodded, feeling a small hand reach to grip her wrist, and turned to walk towards it. I suppose it works out. If he manages to stop her, I'd like to have a few words as well.

@Ayle

((Ahh I'm glad. 8)) oHOH ALSO check out Ajax's profile ahhh I commissioned a ref of him (from Vllad here on FR) and (tho it's not /exactly/ what I had in mind huehue) I still love it. ovo Click on it for the full awesomeness!! If you ever get a ref of Mila I'd be glad to make a frame for her like Ajax's! <3))

Ajax knew that she was headed for the pokemon center, roughly shoving past people who were exchanging money for the bets they had lost or won. One man to the side laughed at a friend beside him, pocketing a wad of cash,

"Haha, I knew the girly would win as soon as I set my eyes on her!"

"Shut up, you didn't even know she was gonna be a girl-"

Ignoring them, Ajax at last pushed his way through to the edge of the stadium. He saw the corner of Sandbourne's tunic disappear down the hall, and made to follow after her until he caught sight of one of the men from the entourage exit the other hall not too far away. Ajax was about to rush away in the other direction when he noticed the suited man stop and put something into his pocket- and then realized that the hall he had exited from was the one that led to the archives room.

Ajax narrowed his eyes, turning to follow the man. His pace increased. Ajax quickened his steps as well. As they dove down into the thick of the crowd again, the man weaving smoothly among the people, Ajax could barely spy him. Finally, he let out a sound of frustration when he lost sight of the man completely. He stopped to breathe, muttering,

"Sh*t."

Ajax searched around in the sea of heads for a few moments more before giving up, quickly walking back to the archives. Unlocking the door, he took a moment to look around- it was dark, like normal. He strode to the main console at the end of the room, punching in his code.

"Welcome, Master Lu," the computer responded, blinking on.

"Report any system breaches."

"None to report, sir."

"Report any files accessed, then."

Once again, it replied, "None to report, sir. All files were last accessed on Wednesday, May 17th."

Ajax ran a hand through his hair, standing back. Maybe his nerves were getting to him; maybe the man he saw was merely...dealing drugs or exchanging bet winnings with the locals, or whatever someone from Death Valley would be doing in a dark hallway. He closed the interface, making sure the computer was locked, and exited the room.

As soon as he stepped out, Ajax caught sight of his father, followed by the escort...as well as Sandbourne beside him, walking in his direction. Unfortunately, Ajax was seen before he had a chance to slide back into the archive room, as he saw his father lift a hand to him. He held back a sigh, but turned his eyes to the entourage in an attempt to discern the one man from the archives among them. However, they more or less appeared the same, in their crisp suits and slicked hair, and Ajax abandoned the search as his father spoke,

"Ah, Ajax, there you are," Caesar smiled widely at his son, but the humor didn't reach his eyes, "We were just talking about you and your promising aspirations to soon become this ring's heir. Come now, allow me to introduce to you Mrs. Idalia Jaro, otherwise known as Sandbourne."

Ajax forced down his disgust at his father, turning to Idalia and bowing low. He gave a charming smile, and realized that up close she looked to be quite older- around her mid-30's, at the very least.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Jaro. You battled splendidly out there tonight, and your Tyranitar was quite a sight to behold." The woman, however, only returned Ajax's greeting with a cool nod, green eyes flashing haughtily. ...Great. Ajax didn't allow his smile to falter, however, and continued,

"Its augmentations were very impressive, especially of such an advanced degree. What was the material used, if I may inquire?"

"There was no nonorganic material utilized to create Axis 2042-X," Idalia said with a condescending edge, "It was combined in-vitro with parts of a secondary specimen- a Skarmory- using selective partial gene fusion."

Ajax noticed his father's eyes glitter at the words.

"Ah, I see. So...it is a Chimera."

"Yes, if you would prefer to call it such," Idalia replied, but looked away blasély, already disinterested in the topic.

"Let us continue on our tour, then," Caesar stepped in, barring his son from speaking any more (as he had expected), "Afterwards, I have some refreshments prepared for you all, along with other matters to discuss."

Ajax had a clear notion as to what those "matters" were, as he watched the group begin to move away past him, and let out a silent scoff.

((haha i guess Sandbourne was a bit too old for Ajax's interests pfft, along with her attitude, damn))

Skiatha

10617

January 10, 2017 17:55:19

@Ayle

((Ahh I'm glad. 8)) oHOH ALSO check out Ajax's profile ahhh I commissioned a ref of him (from Vllad here on FR) and (tho it's not /exactly/ what I had in mind huehue) I still love it. ovo Click on it for the full awesomeness!! If you ever get a ref of Mila I'd be glad to make a frame for her like Ajax's! <3))

Ajax knew that she was headed for the pokemon center, roughly shoving past people who were exchanging money for the bets they had lost or won. One man to the side laughed at a friend beside him, pocketing a wad of cash,

"Haha, I knew the girly would win as soon as I set my eyes on her!"

"Shut up, you didn't even know she was gonna be a girl-"

Ignoring them, Ajax at last pushed his way through to the edge of the stadium. He saw the corner of Sandbourne's tunic disappear down the hall, and made to follow after her until he caught sight of one of the men from the entourage exit the other hall not too far away. Ajax was about to rush away in the other direction when he noticed the suited man stop and put something into his pocket- and then realized that the hall he had exited from was the one that led to the archives room.

Ajax narrowed his eyes, turning to follow the man. His pace increased. Ajax quickened his steps as well. As they dove down into the thick of the crowd again, the man weaving smoothly among the people, Ajax could barely spy him. Finally, he let out a sound of frustration when he lost sight of the man completely. He stopped to breathe, muttering,

"Sh*t."

Ajax searched around in the sea of heads for a few moments more before giving up, quickly walking back to the archives. Unlocking the door, he took a moment to look around- it was dark, like normal. He strode to the main console at the end of the room, punching in his code.

"Welcome, Master Lu," the computer responded, blinking on.

"Report any system breaches."

"None to report, sir."

"Report any files accessed, then."

Once again, it replied, "None to report, sir. All files were last accessed on Wednesday, May 17th."

Ajax ran a hand through his hair, standing back. Maybe his nerves were getting to him; maybe the man he saw was merely...dealing drugs or exchanging bet winnings with the locals, or whatever someone from Death Valley would be doing in a dark hallway. He closed the interface, making sure the computer was locked, and exited the room.

As soon as he stepped out, Ajax caught sight of his father, followed by the escort...as well as Sandbourne beside him, walking in his direction. Unfortunately, Ajax was seen before he had a chance to slide back into the archive room, as he saw his father lift a hand to him. He held back a sigh, but turned his eyes to the entourage in an attempt to discern the one man from the archives among them. However, they more or less appeared the same, in their crisp suits and slicked hair, and Ajax abandoned the search as his father spoke,

"Ah, Ajax, there you are," Caesar smiled widely at his son, but the humor didn't reach his eyes, "We were just talking about you and your promising aspirations to soon become this ring's heir. Come now, allow me to introduce to you Mrs. Idalia Jaro, otherwise known as Sandbourne."

Ajax forced down his disgust at his father, turning to Idalia and bowing low. He gave a charming smile, and realized that up close she looked to be quite older- around her mid-30's, at the very least.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Jaro. You battled splendidly out there tonight, and your Tyranitar was quite a sight to behold." The woman, however, only returned Ajax's greeting with a cool nod, green eyes flashing haughtily. ...Great. Ajax didn't allow his smile to falter, however, and continued,

"Its augmentations were very impressive, especially of such an advanced degree. What was the material used, if I may inquire?"

"There was no nonorganic material utilized to create Axis 2042-X," Idalia said with a condescending edge, "It was combined in-vitro with parts of a secondary specimen- a Skarmory- using selective partial gene fusion."

Ajax noticed his father's eyes glitter at the words.

"Ah, I see. So...it is a Chimera."

"Yes, if you would prefer to call it such," Idalia replied, but looked away blasély, already disinterested in the topic.

"Let us continue on our tour, then," Caesar stepped in, barring his son from speaking any more (as he had expected), "Afterwards, I have some refreshments prepared for you all, along with other matters to discuss."

Ajax had a clear notion as to what those "matters" were, as he watched the group begin to move away past him, and let out a silent scoff.

((haha i guess Sandbourne was a bit too old for Ajax's interests pfft, along with her attitude, damn))

Last edited on Jan 11, 2017 13:37:25 by Skiatha

@Skiatha
((aaaAAHHH?? It looks so good, wow! It must have cost a good amount :o. And lol, you say that as if I haven't been doodling Mila endlessly for days now, trying to figure out what her face looks like :/. At least Lin's been cooperative.))

Damnit, let me- Mila pushed her way out of the crowd, panting slightly as she tried to catch her breath. She inched her way to the hallway's entrance, letting out a sigh of relief when she reached it and the crowd began to thin.

Finally. Mila huffed, made sure that Lin was still nearby, and then continued on towards the hallway that Sandbourne had disappeared into. Ah, there he is. Mila's gaze landed on Ajax, who had just stepped into view from one of the side tunnels, looking mildly flustered and irritated.

The cause of his irritation quickly became clear, as Mila slid back into the crowd to avoid catching the attention of Ajax's father. Sandbourne's there too. Ajax isn't going to be pleased; it's unlikely that he'll be able to speak with her alone. Mila leaned back against the wall, waiting for a few more minutes, before she glanced back into the corridor to see Ajax standing alone, as the group moved further into the building.

"So, did you manage to speak with her?" Mila stepped into view, hands crossed behind her back. "At least, I'm assuming that's why you hurried off like that, with barely a word of warning."

Ayle

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January 11, 2017 01:41:56

@Skiatha
((aaaAAHHH?? It looks so good, wow! It must have cost a good amount :o. And lol, you say that as if I haven't been doodling Mila endlessly for days now, trying to figure out what her face looks like :/. At least Lin's been cooperative.))

Damnit, let me- Mila pushed her way out of the crowd, panting slightly as she tried to catch her breath. She inched her way to the hallway's entrance, letting out a sigh of relief when she reached it and the crowd began to thin.

Finally. Mila huffed, made sure that Lin was still nearby, and then continued on towards the hallway that Sandbourne had disappeared into. Ah, there he is. Mila's gaze landed on Ajax, who had just stepped into view from one of the side tunnels, looking mildly flustered and irritated.

The cause of his irritation quickly became clear, as Mila slid back into the crowd to avoid catching the attention of Ajax's father. Sandbourne's there too. Ajax isn't going to be pleased; it's unlikely that he'll be able to speak with her alone. Mila leaned back against the wall, waiting for a few more minutes, before she glanced back into the corridor to see Ajax standing alone, as the group moved further into the building.

"So, did you manage to speak with her?" Mila stepped into view, hands crossed behind her back. "At least, I'm assuming that's why you hurried off like that, with barely a word of warning."

Last edited on Jan 11, 2017 01:47:26 by Ayle

@Ayle

((Ahh thank you!! ;o; And it was a pretty good deal, actually! Oh haha, I should've said when you get the ref. ;) Can't wait to see Mila! ))

"So, did you manage to speak with her?"

Ajax turned to see Mila stride up. So she had been following me. Of course. He wondered why she would be interested, as she continued,

"At least, I'm assuming that's why you hurried off like that, with barely a word of warning."

"I just congratulated her on her performance and inquired about the Tyranitar's modifications," Ajax responded smoothly, glancing after the group, "Didn't go so well." He looked back to Mila, brushing his agitation off and smiling at her.

"Well, the main show's over for tonight, other than a few more mock matches," He noted that the woman looked slightly pale. Ah, must have been the blood.

"Might I suggest that the two of us go get something to drink?" Ajax leaned back against the wall, a faint challenge in his voice,"Unless, of course, there is any other pressing business you must attend to at this hour."

((oh ajax....))

Skiatha

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January 11, 2017 17:09:42

@Ayle

((Ahh thank you!! ;o; And it was a pretty good deal, actually! Oh haha, I should've said when you get the ref. ;) Can't wait to see Mila! ))

"So, did you manage to speak with her?"

Ajax turned to see Mila stride up. So she had been following me. Of course. He wondered why she would be interested, as she continued,

"At least, I'm assuming that's why you hurried off like that, with barely a word of warning."

"I just congratulated her on her performance and inquired about the Tyranitar's modifications," Ajax responded smoothly, glancing after the group, "Didn't go so well." He looked back to Mila, brushing his agitation off and smiling at her.

"Well, the main show's over for tonight, other than a few more mock matches," He noted that the woman looked slightly pale. Ah, must have been the blood.

"Might I suggest that the two of us go get something to drink?" Ajax leaned back against the wall, a faint challenge in his voice,"Unless, of course, there is any other pressing business you must attend to at this hour."

((oh ajax....))

@Skiatha
((Whenever that might be, hahaha. Not anytime soon, that's for sure. How did you come up with Ajax's face?))

Mila blinked slowly at Ajax's offer, expression neutral as she considered it. I've got nothing on for the rest of the night, although it wouldn't do to return home too late. At the same time, I would like to ask more about the battle, and those implants on Sandbourne's Pokemon. Furthermore, he's around Pokemon quite a lot; I wonder if he's seen any that were like Lin. Hmm. Perhaps a short one, then.

"I believe I'll be available for one drink, although I can't stay too long, given that I have another early day tomorrow. I am curious about some aspects of that battle, and was hoping to ask you for your thoughts." Mila smiled politely, tilting her head slightly.

"Do you have any establishments in mind? I am somewhat unfamiliar with the area, after all."

((You can probably just skip ahead to the bar~))

Ayle

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January 11, 2017 17:42:34

@Skiatha
((Whenever that might be, hahaha. Not anytime soon, that's for sure. How did you come up with Ajax's face?))

Mila blinked slowly at Ajax's offer, expression neutral as she considered it. I've got nothing on for the rest of the night, although it wouldn't do to return home too late. At the same time, I would like to ask more about the battle, and those implants on Sandbourne's Pokemon. Furthermore, he's around Pokemon quite a lot; I wonder if he's seen any that were like Lin. Hmm. Perhaps a short one, then.

"I believe I'll be available for one drink, although I can't stay too long, given that I have another early day tomorrow. I am curious about some aspects of that battle, and was hoping to ask you for your thoughts." Mila smiled politely, tilting her head slightly.

"Do you have any establishments in mind? I am somewhat unfamiliar with the area, after all."

((You can probably just skip ahead to the bar~))

@Ayle

((Tbh I kinda had a general idea in mind but the artist wanted a ref, so I went to look for one and I found this face. It was pretty much exactly what I had in mind haha, so if you wanna go off of that one you can too ;D))

Ajax smiled, "I do have one in mind."

The limousine hummed away as Ajax pushed through the door and into the dimly lit club, which was thankfully much less populated than the ring. They went and found a seat at the bar, Ajax leaning onto the counter as he waited for the bartender to walk over,

"So, what did you think of the match? The trainers were certainly more experienced and the stakes were much higher than the last."
He had already gleaned that she was far from impressed by this battle too, as he had expected, but was still unsure of her motive to watch them. Perhaps it was to understand the mechanisms of the ring better...

Skiatha

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January 11, 2017 18:26:53

@Ayle

((Tbh I kinda had a general idea in mind but the artist wanted a ref, so I went to look for one and I found this face. It was pretty much exactly what I had in mind haha, so if you wanna go off of that one you can too ;D))

Ajax smiled, "I do have one in mind."

The limousine hummed away as Ajax pushed through the door and into the dimly lit club, which was thankfully much less populated than the ring. They went and found a seat at the bar, Ajax leaning onto the counter as he waited for the bartender to walk over,

"So, what did you think of the match? The trainers were certainly more experienced and the stakes were much higher than the last."
He had already gleaned that she was far from impressed by this battle too, as he had expected, but was still unsure of her motive to watch them. Perhaps it was to understand the mechanisms of the ring better...

@Skiatha
((Ooh, I see! I think the only things that I really have down are her eyes and her hair, haha. And yeah, I will! Have you been able to consider Nemesis :o?))

Mila settled herself beside Ajax, with Lin curling up against the counter beneath them. She leaned her chin in her hand, fingers tapping lightly on her chin, as she considered his question. "The trainers, or, at least, Sandbourne, seemed more comfortable in the ring than in the previous match. Maximus began floundering once he realised he was outclassed, and his performance dropped dramatically after that. He seemed unused to encountering opponents which could match the physical power he brought to the ring; I anticipate that his future matches will suffer as a result of tonight's battle. Finding a replacement soon would be ideal."

Mila paused her musing at the arrival of the bartender, to order "A whisky Old Fashioned, please." She waited for Ajax to finish his order as well, before she continued. "The sudden death of Maximus' Pokemon surprised me, as did the implants in Sandbourne's. Aside from that, it was a battle which seemed largely predicated on which side had greater physical ability, rather than on strategy. While the stakes were higher and the attacks were infinitely stronger, it was little more than a mindless brawl. In that sense, it was no different from the first match which we witnessed."

She leaned away from the counter slightly, eyes following the motions of the bartender as he prepared their drinks. "Then again, perhaps that is my inexperience making itself known. After all, you noticed a trap which I did not." Her gaze slid to Ajax, silently prompting. What did you notice, and what did I miss? How accurate was my assessment of this battle?

Ayle