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.
Post by adrien arkwright on Oct 31, 2016 9:54:43 GMT
His gold iris would scan the restaurant from afar as the approached the establishment alone. T'was an elegant building decorated with sober lights that set the romantic mood quite well. Eating out was normal for the Arkwright and seeing how he had now had a girlfriend, it was a common affair to eat out together (because neither could cook well even if their life depending on it). With night having enshrouded the coastal city, Adrien had traveled back here from Celestic town to arrange a slightly more special evening. With a table reserved for them the cobalt haired male would now await his lady-love's arrival from HQs. Seeing her workload, he wouldn't be surprised if she was delayed a bit today.
And so, Approaching the maître d', the man would smile and request his table seeing how he was a bit early. With an acknowledging nod from the host, the cobalt-haired male was about to be escorted in when footsteps would sound from behind him. "Mm?" Ears perked up and the man would glance back, curious and hoping that his date had arrived.
Post by milo tremerie on Oct 31, 2016 12:44:41 GMT
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BABY I KNOW YOU WERE WAITING ON A HERO SO I'M HERE TO SAVE YAH
YOU GON' THINK I'M AQUAMAN
milo was in sunnyshore on business accounts, because apparently is omnipotent elder brother wasn't omnipotent after all. which was a shame really, since the turquoise haired male was getting used to free flying. although he cold worry about negotiations tomorrow. tonight he was just stalking around the city of the rangers and the city of the crashing tide. sunnyshore sure was romantic. he didn't know where he'd go, maybe test luck near a bar or even a restaurant if he was feeling more sophisticated. it wasn't until he caught a certain blue haired male turn a corner that he felt a smirk crawl up his face as he shadowed behind.
rather than calling the male out he just supposed he could crash whatever joint the millionaire was going to hit, shrugging as his hands fitted themselves inside the pockets of his suit. he paused at the corner and snuck a look over his shoulder instead like a true stalker only to find that adrien was entering a well light, sutble and sophisticated place suited for romance of the highest stature.
nothing too unusual, milo supposed.
when he entered the restaurant he mae sure to do so only seconds after adrien, giving the maître d' a small smile and gesturing to the galactic admin. when adrien turned around milo waved. "sorry i'm early?" he said, deciding he wasn't going to let adrien arkwright of all people have another night of fun without doing his best mess with it a little.
[attr="class","aquaooc"]adrien arkwright its been too long omg hi kaik
Post by adrien arkwright on Oct 31, 2016 16:32:03 GMT
His gaze fell upon a certain turquoise haired individual, a familiar face he was well-acquainted with. There wasn't any immediate reaction from Adrien, his gold iris perplexed as it settled on the man. "Early...?" He'd murmur as he'd turn to face the individual, unable to quite comprehend what he was going on about. Well, not immediately as he was expecting Adrian -- not this brat of all people. Their host however seemed to get the wrong idea as he beckoned both males to their seats. Or at least tried to before the one-eyed male would speak up.
"Ah, hold on," The cobalt-haired would raise a hand and stop the maître d' from proceeding and requested a moment as he'd eye the fellow Galactic. If there was one thing he knew of Milo Tremerie, it was that the brat always had his mind at work and scheming up crap he preferred not to be a part of. Whatever reason he had to invite him, Adrien wasn't going to entertain it. Or at least, he'd try not to.
"Why are you here?" Spoken as he'd eye the man. He didn't seem to have any company and by the way he was dressed, perhaps he had work to attend in the city. Regardless, he had to get rid of him before Adrian arrived.
BABY I KNOW YOU WERE WAITING ON A HERO SO I'M HERE TO SAVE YAH
YOU GON' THINK I'M AQUAMAN
"no, no, by all means, continue," he said to the host, pushing the poor bystander into a rather awkward position as he continued to look at adrien. milo frowned at adrien's response, a little offended by the treatment he was getting. but then again the blue haired boy was easily offended by most things, so it wasn't much to be said. "you don't want me to be?" he asked, pushing it a little. emotional blackmail was something he excelled at, and for a friend that he hadn't met in a while the strings were all too easy to pull. well, hopefully. "really though, you're avoiding me first and now you're trying to shove me out this lovely restaurant?" that was partially true. adrien and he had been good friends even in their grunt days, but in terms of galactic adrien had always been more serious than milo could ever be, and as time went on milo kept relaxing as adrien had expanded influence. for some reason, these days were worse than before. that wasn't to say, of course, that the two were no longer well versed in getting under the other's skin. "i just wanted a drink or two at an old friend's expense." he'd say, wondering if he could force adrien to cancel whatever meeting he had set up. this place was a little too rosy for a business meeting, but milo wanted to test the waters for future reference. it was clear from milo's face that he had no intention of backing out, though his words carried a contradictory air of wishy-washy confidence, his expression and posture told the opposite to be true.
Post by adrien arkwright on Nov 1, 2016 10:32:28 GMT
An exasperated sigh escaped Adrien's lips as Milo's request to the host contradicted him own. They were beginning to make a scene at the posh establishment, evident as eyes would turn to watch the two men stand and quarrel by the entrance. A spiteful smile surfaced on the man's lips when Milo would try to swerve his stance on the matter with a little emotional blackmail. Frankly Adrien would have done the same had he been in the turquoise man's position, although right now, the only number his friend was accomplished was having Adrien's patience to dwindle.
As Milo went on, the man's lips pursed into a thin crease and his ire about the whole matter became prominent as ever. This wasn't going anywhere, not without a compromise. "Okay, okay" A huff escaped his lips as he'd attempt to placate the man. "Just show us our table..." He'd gesture for the host to finally continue upon which he'd have them seated inside at a table for two. At this point, it seemed that getting rid of the man was near impossible and the cobalt-haired male had half the mind to reluctantly cancel the date.
Taking his seat, he'd eye the man as his smile faded completely. "Why?" He'd ask as if the sadistic bastard before him wanted to see him suffer. "I was waiting for someone important, you know..." He'd elaborate and hope Milo got the picture -- maybe some influence regarding Galactic or a business meet for his family company. Even then, the admin's hand slipped into his pocket to retrieve his phone, ready to make a call he knew he would come to loath.
BABY I KNOW YOU WERE WAITING ON A HERO SO I'M HERE TO SAVE YAH
YOU GON' THINK I'M AQUAMAN
milo sighed in relief when adrien folded. they both alike enough for him to have seen through his ploy, but at the same time neither of them wanted much of a scene on the establishment. he followed close behind, shrugging in response. "you shouldn't need a reason to catch up." his tone was stubborn and admittedly childish, but if he was childish for selfishly wanted to leech on someone else's time, then so be it. in part, though, that was a lie. maybe this was sick revenge for being shoved off busy arkwright's schedule for so long.
milo took his seat soon after, orange eyes flickering about the room with subtle curiosity. it was a nice establishment, but milo had already ruled out the possibility of this being business. the lights were too soft, the colorscheme too much close to a rosy palette. "important is subjective," he dismissed, deciding to play on his hunch. "a person important to the arkwrights...to galactic...or to you?" while this statement could have been a threat, the playful and genuinely not concerned way he said it was enough to disarm just about anyone. there was no malicious intent behind it, but milo did want to know.
he would wait for his response, but he wouldn't apply any pressure. if adrien didn't want to share, then fine. he seemed busy on his phone anyway, and milo wasn't about to persue his line of questioning. "you've gotten so elusive after you promotion, you know," milo whined, taking his leeway with the admin only because he knew he could get away with it. but then he settled down and the coy smirk vanished from his face as the waiter began to serve them their initial rounds of champagne. "but no really. how've you been, man? it's been a while."
Post by adrien arkwright on Nov 1, 2016 18:52:10 GMT
Adrien would roll his eyes at Milo's inflection, that childlike demeanour of his unfortunately worked on the admin. Despite being around the same age, the darker haired male had affectionately begun dotting on Milo in a similar fashion as to that of an older brother. He was adorable and honestly didn't seem to fit the bill of a Galactic grunt. But the man wouldn't question the Tremerie's position, his family's contributions to Galactic research more than enough to keep Adrien from opening his mouth.
He'd rest his elbow on the armrest of his chair, supporting his face as his balled fist would partially cover his lips. Eyes lazily gazed at his apparent dinning partner for tonight, only to cock a brow at the indirect coaxing. It seemed Milo had some notion of who he was expecting and all he needed was confirmation. "My girlfriend, Milo," He'd monotonously answer, keeping as tight-lipped about it as possible. While he trusted the man, he didn't trust his family as much, and hence, would refrain from giving a name even if asked.
"Excuse me a moment," Adrien would interject when asked another question as he'd dial up a number and hold the phone to his ear. "Hey, uh, something came up. Can we reschedule?" Eyes lowered away from his dinner partner as he'd murmur onto the phone. "I have to go, I'll text you about it. I'll get something on the way back," With quick murmurs spared to the person on the other end of the phone, Adrien would then end the call and sigh. "I hope you're happy," He'd shrug and smile, accepting defeat. There went that date, and without a doubt, some explaining to do with it.
"You better keep me entertained tonight," He'd smirk as a hand reached out to his glass. Taking a sip from the beige-esque hued liquid, Adrien would finally grace the man with an answer. "Galactic duties have gotten harsher with the promotion," He'd keep it vague, certain that talk of the coup would ruin the mood. There was some truth to it thought seeing as Cyrus had only a handful of admins he trusted - Adrien both fortunately and unfortunately being on of them. "I've been well. Been out of the hospital for longer than usual so that's great." A pause as he'd stray from elaborating on that. With Liam's presence scare as of recent, there was no reason to. "How about you? You haven't changed much," Another sip before he'd huff.
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