WELCOME TO THE SINNOH REGION, a massive island rich with exploration and Pokemon. Legends say that Sinnoh was the very first Pokemon region to come into being;
and so the nefarious Team Galactic has begun searching for the time and space Pokemon in an effort to destroy and recreate the entire Pokemon Universe. Will you step up, earn your badges,
and fight to defend the world? Or do you believe in Galactic ideals, wishing to follow their efforts in starting anew?
[ 08.15 ] Welcome to Sinnoh! Team Rocket have arrived in Sinnoh and have left a very daunting message here. With the introduction of a new class comes another promo!
Check out the rocket promotion here and stay tuned for many more exciting events!
major news alert!
witness reports from all over the region has been flooding in about strange happenings at the three lakes. what's more perplexing is that these occurrences seem to be happening spontaneously at the lakes. just moments ago, a burst of light erupted at the locations and residents in the vicinity have reported that the lake-side pokemon have turned aggressive and attack on sight.
However, there have been rumours and sightings of the legendary lake trio which has had trainers flocking in from all over the region.
[attr="class","mapstempgen2"] THE NEXT COMMISSIONER!
[attr="class","mapstempgen3"]WILL IT BE YOU?
[break][break] The Ranger headquarters was a tower that stood with utmost prestige by the Sunnyshore Beach; the innumerous reflective windows on a gerkin-esque shaped building quite striking and eminent from the sea of solar-panel laden houses and establishments. Today, the Sinnoh Headquarters would host an emergency meeting and rangers from all over the region were summoned to the grand auditorium. Rows of chairs arranged in a circular manner would lead to the center of a room where a square stage stood. And today, despite having a room full of hundreds of rangers, the situation was quiet and tense as an eerie silence fell upon them all. [break][break] This day was not one for celebration. [break][break] “Silence!” [break][break] An austere voice would call down from the darkness of the stage, a stark red-haired woman soon descending into the light as she walked towards the podium. She needed no mic whatsoever to command the massive audience that was seated before her, her presence alone enough to command attention and respect. She was Athena – the Ranger Commissioner and the sole director of Rangers in Sinnoh. [break][break] Hands rested on the podium rim as Athena cleared throat and scanned the crowd. In the front most seats were the senior officers and admins, followed by the ranger elites, sergeants and finally the cadets. “Rangers of Sinnoh, today I come to you with news of my departure from Sinnoh,” She’d speak without as much as a smile, her statement earning a few gasps at went around before dying down when she spoke again. [break][break] “Due to the growing unrest in Kalos, I have been reassigned as Commissioner there. I will be departing in a few days however before doing so, there comes the concern regarding your new commissioner,” She’d wave a hand over the admins and elites that were seated nearby. “The ranger association hasn’t been able to come to a consensus and so, today I ask of you to nominate candidates who you believe is the most fit to be commissioner.” [break][break] The woman would now move away from the podium and walk to the center of the stage, her hands held behind her back. She’d raise her voice once more, the absence of a mic doing little to hinder her. [break][break] “This is your chance to stand out. Nominate yourself or the person you think is the most fit to be the next ranger commissioner. While Cadets cannot be elected, they can voice their votes for suitable candidates,” [break][break] Muttering ensured. And then. Clap! She’d clasp her hands, and notion towards the crowd. [break][break] “Begin!”
[break][break] 1. To be eligible to contest for the rank of commissioner, a ranger must be ranked sergeant or higher and must be aged 21 and above. [break][break] 2. In the case of more than one nominee, Athena will decide how to select the most eligible candidate – either through a battle or through your track record as a ranger. Remember, Athena has been overseeing your progress. [break][break] 3. In the case of no nominees, Athena will select the ranger she believes to be most fit and no objections about her decision can be voiced. [break][break] 4. While eligible candidates have been tagged, it is not mandatory to post if you don't want to. Similarly, ineligible or uninterested rangers can still spectate or voice their support for a candidate. [break][break] 5. You can rank up during the three day waiting period and compete if you so wish. [break][break] 6. You can only post twice per turn and no more. [break][break] 7. There is no posting order, you can post in any order and at any turn.
Through the woods we ran Deep into the mountain sound
[attr="class","mtnsndb"]the repercussions that followed the incident at the battle cup were nothing short of fair; one more strike would put him on two out of three, a strict talking to, and a suspension, duration still yet to be decided. the killing of the persian was an accident, even the higher-ups recognized that, but what really got him into shit was resisting arrest and even assault of a fellow ranger. that he had no reason for, it wasn't an accident, but he acted out of rage, anger, and desperation. he had no regrets, nothing he would change despite the trouble he was in now.[break][break]
but even in his suspension he was called up to attend an emergency ranger meeting, this time at main hq all the way in sunnyshore. he had no idea what the agenda was nor why he was asked, considering that he was suspended. but to have been asked to attend even under his circumstances told him that it was most likely serious.[break][break]
the ranger was dressed in the usual uniform, the badge and stylus were the only things missing, taken away. the grand auditorium was littered with rangers, many faces he didn't recognize or at least didn't bother to. but he understood the way the room was set up, the higher-ups up at front, the cadets at the back. he sat near the back, on the last row of where the sergeants were supposed to sit. he was dressed sloppily, that he knew, which was one reason why he was sat so far away. he slid his legs out further forward as he leaned back in his seat.[break][break]
but even rory, out of all people, understood and respected the authority of athena; her presence muting the room as he sat back up, not quite straight but still leaning back in his chair, arms folded, eyes peeled. the words that came out of her mouth surprised him, to say the least. the basic version of it was that she was leaving sinnoh, and that they now had to appoint a new commissioner. a doubt lingered on his mind; if the association couldn't appoint one themselves what good would this meeting do? all he could think about was the unrest that it would cause amongst the rangers.[break][break]
but again, this was athena. should anything happen or should anyone step out of line she would be sure to intervene. even when she finished her speech the silence lingered even if only for a few moments. rory struggled; volunteering would do him no good, not in his current state. but he couldn't resist.[break][break]
abruptly standing up from his seat he'd clap his hand thrice, calling for the attention of the room. with the spotlight now on him he cleared his throat. "i'll volunteer myself." he was naturally cocky, the looks of the others not fazing him one bit. "no one else here is capable of leading." a huge assumption, but he didn't care. he spared a glance around the room before focusing on athena, as if challenging her.[break][break]
It is terse and quiet as Jason looks around, the auditorium filled with hushed whispers and floating rumors. Athena, in her wild, dominant personality, easily commands the room as she speaks. He'd expected this long ago, but he'd never thought it'd happen so soon. A new commissioner is needed, and she's basically letting them make their case and fight for the spot.
He takes a glance at Isabelle, who sits next to him. She'd make the perfect leader; someone who's straightforward and could get things done. It's not long before someone stands and claims the first nomination, though Jason doubts he has much of a chance. A lowly sergeant that bit too much he could chew. He stands himself, chair scraping behind her, and his hand twitches at the thought of throwing it.
"I don't think that's a good choice." He says, words carefully articulated. The stakes are high, and he may be an asshole, but he's not stupid. "You're probably the least capable of leading, if your track records say anything about it." He says, as calmly as possible. Rory's reputation is a hot topic among the rangers, and Jason's surprised that he hasn't gotten his badge taken away from the sheer bad press the rangers have gotten as a result of his actions.
Post by SILAS JOHANSSON on Aug 12, 2016 23:48:18 GMT
For once Silas felt the need to stand up and speak. "Taar Godfrey." He wasn't going to bother arguing as to why or how she deserved this promotion, and that was part of why Silas voted for them. The first guy, who said he himself should lead? It felt like he just wanted the promotion. If he had a bad track record on top of this arrogance, he wasn't the man for the job. Right away he belittled his comrades and said none of them could lead. But leading also meant representing, and Silas didn't want this guy to represent him. He was fairly sure some of the others could relate to that line of thinking. "I nominate Sergeant Taar Godfrey."
He gazed around the room, listening for any banter; or criticism. Isabelle Night was one of few ranger elite, sure, but Silas wasn't sure if she was one to lead. He also wasn't sure if she would be of more use to the ranger's association as their leader, instead of one of the elite who could make a difference out in the field. But everyone had their own ideals and opinions, and that's why it would ultimately come down to Athena to select her replacement.
we burn in fire. we burn in blood. we burn in dreams.
As the groups around her began to chatter, the green eyed ginger found herself sitting in solitude near the front of the stage. It was not as if it was her first choice to be here out of all places yet she was a ranger and if anything was here out of pure obligation to her rank. That said the woman truly did not know many of the people that had gathered for this meeting. They were all rangers so she should have known more of the faces that showed up. For now, that mattered little as she settled into her seat while adjusting her uniform. Normally her partner would have been by the woman’s side but due to the occasion was instead in his pokeball.
So Adrian was alone for now in the hall of rangers gathered to listen to the commissioner speak. That much was known. What about, this elite didn’t know. This would soon be rectified by the commissioner’s appearance and statement at the podium. The news was interesting as it affected the structure of the ranger hierarchy, which made sense why all the rangers were present. In actuality she was more intrigued by the news of unrest in Kalos as that was her home region, raising a brow and hungry for more information regarding that. However, she was in no position to ask and unfortunately the topic continued in its original stride.
That said the amber haired woman shook her head as the next few statements were made about how the next in line were going to be chosen. Rather than being something formal, the rites for succession was going to become a popularity contest. Adrian might as well have walked out right then and there. With her personality it was unlikely that the woman was too popular among the rangers and she had known that from day one. Remaining in her seat out of obligation, the ginger listened as some individuals further back from where she sat began to speak up. Most of them she didn’t know (aside from Rory who she had met before this meeting) and each had their own idea about who would be fit to lead. All Adrian could manage was a terse sigh. So far the nominations were Rory, who she could not fathom being considered for the position considering the controversy around him at the moment; Isabelle, who was an elite she didn’t know; and Tarr, who she remembered as the girl who couldn’t give her pokemon instructions to help win a match much less command an organization. Who knew she was a ranger to begin with?
The redhead tisked in disapproval but said nothing as of yet. There was no one that Adrian wanted to nominate personally and so there was no reason for her to speak up. She did try to think of someone, anyone, that might have been viable however her view of most of the other rangers fell into the incompetency range. Unfortunately, the lack of choices presented was likely going to end poorly for the organization as a whole.
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TLDR: Adrian nominates nobody but disapproves of the method
Post by isabelle night on Aug 13, 2016 6:03:00 GMT
AND I WON'T FEEL A THING
here lies everything, the world i wanted at my feet
isabelle sits beside jason, but her mind is elsewhere. it's looking at athena, the woman she's met only a few times before and yet one, isabelle thinks, that left an impression regardless. because athena is that type of person, the type that can command efficiency with simple gestures, and she proves it now. isabelle does beyond a flicker of doubt that, regardless of what the redhead says, no one below the competence she expects will be made commissioner as long as she stands on the podium.
and yet... when rory speaks, it doesn't stop isabelle wanting to hit him over the head with a bat. if there's ever been someone close to entirely useless, it's him. isabelle can't suppress loud snort, but it seems to blend in just fine with the mumbles and whispers of the people around her. still, she has to shove down all the choice words down her throat-- she'll have to be on her best behavior.
and then another person nominates some taar godfrey, whom isabelle recognizes as a sergeant. isabelle sighs, throwing caution to the wind, and standing up. "you won't be able to quell the aggression of a dozen elites and admins if you appoint a sergeant as commissioner. " she spares rory a glance. "rory's disappointed the ranger association on many fronts and frankly i'd be ashamed if his nomination was considered." if he began representing the rangers isabelle would have to find a good thick noose and bid farewell. "and while taar is certainly a fine candidate, i'd speak against her if only to avoid another lena ruddy fiasco."
which, she thinks, privately, is probably what this entire meeting is begging to turn into.
isabelle winces as she remembers the blonde quietly retract her rampardos as all the other sergeants and elites had given her dark looks. the lack of unity in the rangers disgusted her, but she supposed it was why people like athena always rose to the top. "i reccomend jas---" "isabelle night should lead."
isabelle nearly chokes down her own vomit as uneasiness begins to hit like a brick. shit. she spares a dark glance at jason before realizing she's still standing. she blinks. readjusts her vision and sees before her a pit of vipers, some seated, some standing, so midway with their mouths hanging open.
but hey, she's spent one lifetime dealing with a pit of vipers, what's another one to her, at this point. she remembers that night, only a few days ago, at jason's home. she realizes she has nothing left to lose not after her family abandoned her, and frankly speaking the ranger association has ended up filling her hollow heart more than she ever intended to let it.
her eyes moved slowly from the mass of people and locked on to athena's. both were dazzling hues of blue, and when isabelle spoke she spoke with a tone of dead serious certainty, the kind she used for just about everything else. except this time, it was oddly devoid of any sarcasm. "i'm prepared to forfeit all i have for this association."
it's dumb, it might even sound fake. but isabelle knows she needs to say it, because despite what happens at the end of this meeting or whoever does become commissioner, she'd have not felt good without having said it. because it's the truth.
she sits down, feeling as though locking eyes with athena had forced her face to go numb.
Post by SILAS JOHANSSON on Aug 13, 2016 7:32:03 GMT
Silas only had one more thing to say to the present audience before he would go silent and let Athena make sense of all this. "If any of the Admins or Elites get angry over a Sergeant receiving this promotion, then they probably don't deserve it. We're supposed to be united, yet some of you seem quick to discriminate between fellow rangers by their status and rank. That's not what being a ranger is about." He let the mention of Lena Ruddy go unanswered. Bringing up the past wasn't something he cared for. Taking a seat, Silas pulled out his phone and started looking at his twitter feed. Everything about this meeting was pretty much lost on him. Athena should have just picked someone on her own...this was all a real bother. They should be working together. Not sizing each other up like this was meant to be some sort of contest. He thought it was really stupid.
Through the woods we ran Deep into the mountain sound
[attr="class","mtnsndb"]reactions were nothing short of expected; most, or all of them were not behind his nomination. murmurs, whispers, he could feel the judgement. but even then his eyes would not deter away from athena, firm on standing his ground and proving himself. it was only when another ranger stood up in the front that his eyes shifted, now staring at the redhead all the way at the front, and this time it was a face he actually somewhat recognized, or at least the rumors that circulated him. and immediately he felt a strong dislike towards the ranger; cocky, blunt, arrogant. too similar to himself.[break][break]
then another voice popped up, another ranger standing up, nominating taar. he rolled his eyes at the unknown. he knew taar, and while she would make a somewhat decent leader she was still young, inexperienced. but she was a friend, though that wouldn't stop him from dragging her down. all in due time as another ranger stood up, another familiar face, isabelle. anger and annoyance started to build with every word that escaped her lips. it wasn't until the unknown spoke again, his point not very clear at all, that rory spoke again, keen on dragging them down one by one.[break][break]
"nominating your girl for commissioner, aww how cute. i guess couples stick together, right?" he scoffed, hand placing on the end of the chair, fingers scratching away at it as he resisted the urge to just fling it across the room. not now, not when it could risk him getting another strike and this time getting fired. he then turned to the unknown cadet who sat behind him, offering him a simple shrug of the shoulders. "and who are you? did you just graduate last week? come back when your opinion actually matters, kid." words carried toxicity. eyes scanned the auditorium for taar, should she even be there. "taar is decent, but she's not ready yet. just look at the battle cup." that was three down, and now back to the main one, the biggest issue.[break][break]
for isabelle he slid out of the confines of his chair, walking down and towards the other elites and admins. he brushed past a few familiar faces, adrian, jason, but eventually he ended up in front of isabelle, eyes locking onto hers. "i remember back in floaroma, the burning building, how someone wouldn't risk their life to save another-- instead relying on her pokemon and a lowly sergeant to do the work." voice was loud enough that the others would be able to hear him, should they even be listening. he leaned forward, his tall demeanor making it hard to level eye height with her and ended up looking like he was looking down on her. but still, a smirk graced his lips.[break][break]
"aren't you responsible for letting a murderer get away? isn't he out free right now?" he asked, glare never breaking or faulting. "maybe we should find someone who has a better sense of judgement." and with that he leaned back and stood up straight, head turning to meet athena's.
"you know i'm more than capable."[break][break][break]
Post by isabelle night on Aug 13, 2016 8:27:51 GMT
AND I WON'T FEEL A THING
here lies everything, the world i wanted at my feet
isabelle looks at rory-- anger rising. but she's never been particularly violent, rather a sort of lax sort of a venomous sarcasm that she can't help but control. jason opens his mouth but she grabs his hand and tossing him another glare. jason's in the good, mostly. his track record isn't as messed up as hers so she'd hate to see him toss a char at rory over something this petty.
"look, mclain. you know more than anyone here that no one here takes you seriously anymore. you're too full of yourself. and the last time i saw you risk your life was to attack a cvillain." her words aren't pointed, but frank and sarcastic. she doesn't like the way this is heading, regardless of it being entirely in her element.
she turns to the cadet that spoke. "i'm sorry, i don't know your name yet. but yes, we're trying to find unity. do you think the best way to approach that is by forcing a dozen or so active, productive elites and admins alike under working circumstances they can't stand? is that what you mean by unity?" she speaks harshly, but her tone carries an amount of lightness as though she's addressing a child.
her reaction to his criticism, however, is unnerving. "i agree." she's failed on multiple accounts. she'll take the blame. no excuses, no bullshit like but he wasn't a murderer back then. or but i had a family to go back to then. no. pretty boy will be her first task after this meeting. or maybe after a trip to the wastelands. then she'll rectify everything else. "but instead of making this whole meeting ineffective, please suggest someone more suited, so we can actually move on."
isabelle winces as the words leave her mouth. "a tip, though. the next time you suggest yourself people will begin to laugh."
While it was an interesting concept the idea was getting out of hand. It'd only been about ten or so minutes and the event The event was already seconds away from devolving into a mudslinging contest.
"AY YO!"
The ranger stands from his seat hoping to silence the organization for a second or two, His smile is just as wide as can be despite how furiously his heart slammed inside his chest. "Alright everyone, I"m just a nobody right now and I don't really have a nomination, but I can't say what we're doing right now is right." Ven's voice echoes in the chamber as the ranger continues, "Regardless of our personal agendas, vendettas, and grievances with each other last time I checked we were all the good guys, the protectors of the people, right? How are we supposed to protect anyone if all we do is bring each other down like this?" He stops for a moment, letting his point sit. "Yeah Rory's admittedly hotheaded, but after fighting alongside him I know his heart has always been in the right place! I may not have met Isabelle prior, but judging by the mission reports she's been put in a number of situations concerning the murderer in question, and I can assure you people would have been far worse off if not for her intervention. I may not know much about the other candidates, but it isn't our job to shame them on stage like this!" He stops for a moment looking around at all who stood and spoke their piece, " If we wanted to we can stand here for days and pick at each others faults, but that wont get us anywhere!"
His smile fades entirely as he prepares to continue on. "After all it wasn't too long ago that we ALL failed massively. If you want to argue that, then you can walk with me through the ruins of Floaroma. I was a first responder just as many others in this room were and Honestly, I think it's a shared sentiment that we could careless about who gets the title as long as they assured us a disaster like that wouldn't happen again under their leadership. Because personally, I can't tell another child their parents are dead because we weren't fast enough, because WE didn't have our shit together." The man takes a deep breath offering as bright a smile as he can despite the circumstances.
"That's all to say I guess let's figure this out in a way where we don't completely tear each other down. Despite a candidate's faults we're here to support them where they lack. I truly believe in all of you guys, we're a strong team and all of us are incredibly capable, so lets pull through and figure this one out, yeah?"
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Post by HUNTER HONEYSCUTTLE on Aug 13, 2016 13:48:55 GMT
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Hunter would have arrived late. Very late actually. She barely managed to slip into the room before the meeting started, covered in dirt and a bit of blood, before meeting the gazes of several disapproving rangers. She sighed and took a seat, head in her hands and nursing a headache. This entire meeting was point-oh. So the commissioner was leaving? Hunter raised her head and stared forward, squinting because she was so far away.
Kind of shitty putting cadets all the way in the back. She felt ill when she realized that they'd be voting on someone new to lead. She didn't even know any of these people. She searched out faces in the crowd of the only two rangers she knew, and relaxed seeing them both. She'd kissed both of them really, Taar and Corbin, and she was going to nominate one of them.
With a sense of amusement she pondered which one of them was the better kisser, and decided to nominate one of them that way. Seriously though they both seemed like they'd be good leaders, both capable of handling themselves. She stood slowly, other cadets looking at her nervously, and cleared her throat. She didn't really catch anyone's attention so she wandered into the aisle to approach the more elite members of the rangers.
She felt stares on her back but she stood, in her filthy glory, and grinned easily.
"I nominate both Taar Godfrey and Corbin Cole. Couldn't decide between the two."
[attr="class","monbody"]she curses to even being apt of becoming a nominee. the typical crucifix that’d previously lay on her uniform covered chest was held in anxiously manner by one of her hands. gerald would know of this and whichever end that gathering would take he’d be sure to steal some other piece of her soul. the speech is clarifying and well-directed, nothing about what would happen if more than two disagree on a certain matter… which clearly did.[break] head motioned in negativity to rory’s self-nomination. taking a stand… she scoffed in almost utter silence, disapproval on her face. next up was a erected response by her end upon hearing silas’ comment. of course she had known who he was but they never truly interacted. still she expelled a flicker of gratitude and smiled coyly. the next reactions came to her with a blur in between, eyes darting from a speaker to another. they were drifting from the actual matter and some actually stood up to remind them. she couldn’t say anything, because it was not her place and it would never be.[break] she’s going way off by doing this, but she figured all of them could agree on one thing: rory needed to shut the hell up. her feather like move disguised her as a ghost as she approached the blonde from behind, hand gripping his neck. there was still time for her to word out some notes just for him whilst keeping him still with the technique working up on his body. “you’re not adding anything productive to this meeting. sleep well, sun god’s servant.” only they would hear the crack of skilled fingertips on the base of the other’s skull. she would be sure to catch him when he fainted from oxygen deprivation. an heavier pressure would’ve killed him, she’s sure everyone knows that, however… she’s been taught by professionals herself, long before the academy. after placing him on a random chair, she’d look up for athena and sigh in heavier regret. she shouldn’t have done that.[break] to make it up for a doubtable intrusion, she would compose herself and try to get isabelle’s attention. “i take it you’re confusing me with someone else..” she smiled kindly from a distance, head slightly tilted. “my name is taar godfrey.” voice would echo and her shyness would fade for a single moment to try erasing the girl's worries.
Post by Adrian Mastry on Aug 13, 2016 15:06:02 GMT
give it up
IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY BUT YOU NEVER GET IT RIGHT
The longer she listened the more annoying this got. Essentially what it came down to was more bickering, which was fine for the sake of defining one’s self and developing a case. Some things were valid issues yet on the other hand people were bringing up regrets and then more nominees came through the wood works. She didn’t even know who these people are and she didn’t care to know. Before she knew it, in came the friendship speech and while that likely calm the room down it did not help the situation. Not in her eyes. While the woman was reluctant to say anything in this meeting it has gotten to that point. Since she was seated near the front her words might have carried some weight as she stood up and turned towards the back of the room.
"You're losing sight of our purpose here. That's all well and good but this isn't about playing nice with each other and making friends here," she voice bellowed as she wanted to say this outright. While that might make her look like the villain here it needed to be said. Adrian of all people was never a fan of not saying things to protect other’s feelings and this was no exception. "The point of this meeting is to nominate a new leader who will take responsibility for everyone's mistakes and guide the organization. If you're so concerned about protecting a person's ego, then you have no right to be leader because you couldn’t say what needed to be said and that person has no right to be leader because they would not be able to grow from their faults."
She would pause for a breath here and continue. "You're essentially asking for us to consider these nominations by being misinformed by lack of information. Being a le-" she was abruptly stopped her sentence halfway by several gasps of shock. At first she thought it was for what she said but after looking around there seemed to be commotion in the back where Rory was once standing. There the somewhat familiar face that appeared in the crowd and spoke - looking accomplished as they addressed Isabelle. This would have been fine and well but the gasps and the lack of the confrontational Rory had made the woman put two and two together. The thoughts that went to her mind shifted her mindset from what she was saying to making sure everything was okay.
Out of pure impulse she shoved her way out of her seat and to the aisle where she could jog back to where the incident occurred. Whatever she was planning to say could wait and if someone wanted to talk, they could talk to her after this was taken care of. Taking out a pokeball from her belt, she tossed it forward to have her pokemon appear. The pink egg pokemon chimed as she appeared and Adrian would put the pokemon to work quickly. “Levinard, check up on that guy and make sure he’s fine. Carry him to the hospital if need be,” she instructed as the Chansey hurried over towards where there was clearly someone that did not look to be in proper form. Her emerald eyes would make sure that Chansey was able to help and treat the man, cautious about crowding but kept aware of her surroundings. Despite herself she always seemed to be getting placed into these situations.
Nevertheless that was no way of handling an issue. Not as a leader. Not saying Rory didn't deserve it but there were other ways of dealing with obnoxious brats. If this had been a normal civilian then this would have caused a larger incident.
[attr="class","monbody"]brows furrowed to the sudden reaction of someone she recognized as the woman who beat her at the battle cup. the words she said out in the beach still echoed her mind. of not being fit to fight with her pokemon. she was named a coward. not at all a lie, for she was taught in a really young age to act as a sweeper and take everything or… everyone, that resemble a threat, out. and by someone else, she was taught to be loving and innocent, of letting others make their own choices and, then, help guide any soul to a flowering path. she could never be one thing or another. the ability of being recklessness, heritage from her abuser, didn’t always add up with her lack of conversation, another trait that only caught up to her when she met her long lost father (same demon, same results).[break] for she had a broken aura, with the simplest goal to end a unbalanced discussion, she apparently acted with the wronged option. personally, she’s still finding herself midst being trapped against a wall, certain fingers clenching on her neck making it harder for her to breath and tracing fresh wounds on top of the eldest scars. she felt like that at every hour of each day. a pawn, held by the throat… everyone was watching.[break] it was her fault. she didn’t state of the boy’s current state. as the pokemon would approach she’d turn to them and make the late statement. “he’s not hurt. he’s asleep.” she has a melancholically mess of a smile, making no obstruction for the commanded chansey to check him, although she was sure, at least, of one of her capabilities. if another word would come from the fainted one, they would’ve been recalling events that had no business in a meeting like that. no leader would be chosen whatsoever. she’s quiet once again. she shouldn’t been there, she had no right for an opinion nor would she be chosen. her distinct gaze goes up to athena once again, tongue caressing own dried lips as she awaited for a response. should she be kicked out or even warned of the malfunction of her actions, she’d respond with a blush of guilt. she should’ve stayed on her chair.
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