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","LastCross"]e'd ordered a certain grunt to the infirmary about an hour ago following the wrap up of the obstacle course. No one sustained any major injuries other than a certain red head who seemed to have a penchant for trouble; that is, if the reports regarding the Ball a few weeks back said anything about her person. He'd read her file some days back as to review for the coup in the coming days, and her file had garnered interest from the Admin. This grunt in particular served as one of the reasons why he didn't quite mind shadowing the training event earlier in the day.
Like many of the organization's younger members the girl was very much a diamond in the rough, but the was potential in her after seeing her perform was unquestionable, she was fast both in body and in mind, and proved a quick thinker especially in the heat of the moment. As for her priorities? Well, that's what he'd ventured into the infirmary to find out. Upon arriving he's greeted by the head nurse an older woman who very much believed in the Galactic cause, he'd heard in passing the woman was charmed by Cyrus himself when she'd joined a number of years ago. He figures he'll have to replace her in due time, but the current status quo didn't call for any action. The woman's work and abilities were appreciated and so he'd give a short nod before asking for the debrief on Scarlette Hawke. "The status on the grunt I sent up an hour ago?" He wastes no time with pleasantries moving along down the hall the physician in tow.
"Her injuries weren't severe enough to send her to the general hospital, and seeing as she's young the girl will heal up fine in time. She's recuperating in room 413. That being said the training program is proving to be a bit severe if patients are being sent up with broken noses, wouldn't you say sir?" Aster didn't miss the nurse's opinionated edge, nor did he really care to comment on it as his focus was currently on reaching his requested patient's room. When the two arrive the admin nods the nurse off before entering the room alone not bothering to knock. Only when he looks the girl judging the woman's injuries for himself does he decide to speak.
"Hawke, how are your wounds? The nurse says you'll live, but I'd like confirmation from the source." He offers a small smile to the girl. Before turning to the window eyes focused on Veilstone's cityscape.
└ Tag: @scarlette └ Notes: I made the thing
Hey is it alright if I keep calling out your name?
when you lie i cover it up when you hide i cover it up when you cry i cover it up
Adrenaline had still been pumping through her veins when she had crossed the finish line. The whole scenario at the end had been a blur though.. She couldn't recall who had won. The mud slide at the end had covered her head to toe in the slop, much to her dismay. Oh, how she had tried so hard to stay out of it earlier on in the course. Whatever had happened at the end of the race had time traveled to her laying in a hospital bed. She must have passed out or fainted perhaps just after finishing, or black out from too much excitement. Was that at thing?
Either way, the effects of the adrenaline were wearing off, and she felt heavy and sore. Like someone had rolled over her at least twice with a heavy vehicle or something. Her face felt the worst of the pain, like built up pressure between her eyes. Her nose had been bandaged up and very, very tender. Thankfully, it wasn't awkward when Aster came into her room. She'd been sitting up on her bed, massaging a temple absently in a weak effort to quell the start of a headache. She had painkillers, but taking drugs wasn't really something she looked forward to. She wasn't a junkie, just a petty thief. She was more of a herbalist in that regard, she'd rather lather herself in essential oils and the like rather than down a few dozen advil.
Scarlette looked up abruptly when Aster called her name, asking her how she was. She shrugged indifferently. "I've had worse. It's just a broken nose, it'll mend. I'll definitely live to take on another stone wall, trust me." With a wink, Scarlette pulled her hair back over her shoulder. She looked pretty black and blue in the area around her nose, like someone had punched her in both of her eyes. But she seemed pretty chipper despite, and after a couple days of taking it easy, she'd be back on her feet. Not that a broken nose really prohibited her from doing anything.
"How was following us around like puppy-dogs, sir?"
[attr="class","LastCross"]h? The Admin halfway turns from the scene before turning to glance at the injured grunt. Her nose "Disheartening, but not without its moments." He wouldn't pull his punches the event had concluded, and there was potential in the group of recruits and grunts, but with that potential a lot of shining needed to be done, it wasn't to say he was disappointed entirely only that there was a lot of work to be done when it came to the fresh grunts. "Scarlette why did you join team Galactic?" He doesn't turn gaze still focused out into the distance of Veilstone the sky scrapers and people below meandering about under a gray sky each with their own sense of purpose lest they lacked it entirely.
"Was it money? Power? The promise of a better life? Perhaps the idea you could change the world?" His tone was neutral but there was a certain somberness embedded in his words. Only know does he turn eyes focused on the subordinate before him. Analyzing the girl from her injuries to the persona she shared with the girl. He was curious as to what exactly brought the girl into the organization, what was her 'magnum opus' per say? He knew she hadn't had an ideal life by any means from her file, but what was it in the history of Scarlette Hawke pushed her this far to work alongside criminals charged with crimes much more severe than petty theft. He had a second question for her, but the man kept his silence allowing the girl at least some peace in her headspace. The girl had been through a lot in the course of the last three hours and being grilled by admin wouldn't do well for her psyche. The man was only merciless when necessary, and this girl wasn't deserving of such treatment. "There's a certain quickness in you Scarlette that I find fascinating tell me your story, it'll serve to be more interesting than chasing puppy dogs." He doesn't plan on forcing anything out of the girl at the moment, if the girl wished for her rest he'd take his leave, for now at least.
└ Tag: @scarlette └ Notes: doing the thing
Hey is it alright if I keep calling out your name?
when you lie i cover it up when you hide i cover it up when you cry i cover it up
Even though Aster seemed concerned, there was also something different in his examination of her. Was it interest? Or disappointment? Scarlette couldn't figure it out by reading his face, but she hoped it was the former. There was a note in his voice, that wasn't really joking, in regards to her question about puppy dogs. Did that mean he wasn't exactly impressed by what he'd seen? Ouch, that stung a little. It wasn't long before his conversational focus shifted.
Why did she join Galactic? To be honest, she hadn't really had a reason. Or rather, the reason she'd had wasn't really a good one. Scarlette had always been on the selfish end of the scale, usually doing things only for herself. It hadn't gotten her very far in life, but she wasn't really struggling either. She knew who she was, and she wasn't all that put off by it. But the question he asked seemed to strike a chord or something, and she hesitated a bit before answering.
"I've been a thief all my life, sir, if you want the truth. My reasons were mostly out of selfishness rather than to do anything good. But perhaps in my self-conscious I joined to convince myself I'm trying to be a better person? I've worked by myself for as long as I can remember, Galactic gave me the chance to grow. Besides, all your ideals and promises for the future sound a lot better than me still on the streets. As much as I hate to admit, I work better with a group as part of Galactic than I ever did by myself." she shrugged, squeezing the sheets on her makeshift bed while she mulled over her thoughts.
"I don't really have a story, not one that's any good anyways."
[attr="class","LastCross"]e has no pity for the girl, pity was a sign of disrespect. "Don't disrespect your past Scarlette. It's a part of who you've become. Your strength is a testament to surpassing the hardships you faced over the course of life. It's something you should hold with pride, even if what you had to do wasn't what someone would consider honorable. You survived after all." It's not as much sentimental as it is a simple statement. "Both you and your stories are worthwhile."
He'd change the topic briefly reaching in his pocket. As he spoke. "On another note while your actions at the ball not too long ago were less than admirable, I think the wound you recieved today is punishment enough. For participating and impressing me in the obstacle course I have this." He'd reveal in his palm now a pokeball the tiny sphere enlarging itself as soon as it touched his palm. "I believe it's a pokemon you've been looking for." Or so his sources said at the very least. The man had picked it up on his trip to the ruins not too long ago, and while he hadn't had a use for it his members could always use pokemon. If it was something one wanted or would appreciate even better.
"Before you release it I have a question, Hawke. You say galactic's promise for a future is something that enticed you, a reason to join the organization. What exactly does your ideal future, or even more your ideal world look like?"
└ Tag: @scarlette └ Notes: doing the thing
Hey is it alright if I keep calling out your name?
when you lie i cover it up when you hide i cover it up when you cry i cover it up
For the first time in a very long time, there was a sort of warmth in Scarlette's chest. It almost made her feel sick, and she passed it off as more nausea from the pain in her nose. His words were resonating in her though, and forcing her to rethink her past and how terrible she had been. Aster seemed almost proud of her, and she wasn't really sure how to react to that. So, instead of responding, she sort of just took whatever sort of praise or lesson he had given her, and did her best to seem grateful.
The real topic of interest seemed to be looming. It seemed everyone was disappointed in her about the ball. Or at least, she'd heard several of the grunts talking about her, good and bad. Scarlette had been indifferent about her actions. She'd come out of there just a little bit richer, and essentially no one had gotten hurt. She'd started some conflict between two rangers and got the hell out of town. It hadn't even been her idea or plan, but she'd gotten away with it. Aster was bringing it up though, with some degree of disappointment.
Except.. now he was praising her? In his hand, he was offering her a pokeball, apparently containing a Pokemon. "I really didn't think I was all that impressive. I gotta say, I'm not as flexible as I used to be. But, uhh.. thanks, sir. This is really generous of you.." Just as she was about to take it from him, she hesitated at his next question. It was a difficult one, because she hadn't honestly thought about it. Her decision had been a split second one, an attempt to get away from the pirating and stealing the past team had granted her.
Despite what she appeared, the girl was trying to turn her life around. Stealing was like crack to her, and coming off of it was a difficult and trying task, but she had made the first step. Scarlette hesitated a little while longer, trying to sort her thoughts to give Aster a reasonable answer.
"I guess I'm hoping for a future where no one has to go own the same path I did to survive. There's a lot of bad in the world, and a lot of unhealthy and dangerous temptation. Maybe I figured things can change." With a shrug, she kind of let her words drift, feeling like she wasn't really able to answer the question. She didn't really know why she was here. Her underlying greed had been her excuse she supposed, there was something bigger than that that had kept her here. And surprisingly, it wasn't Palkia or Dialga.
[attr="class","LastCross"]he Admin simply nods as she speaks of her ideal making a decision that could very well change the red haired grunt's life from this point on. He wonders many ideals he'd heard at this point, how many dreams he's sword to fulfill and worlds he promised to build for those who'd fight alongside him.
"A world without humanity. "A world of satisfaction." "A world where time has stopped." "A world governed by logic." "A world that was just."
And now a world of peace.
People were governed by their desires, it was what formed the core of an individual's being. And so when he'd watched these people all of whom shared a common thread; a wish to create a world in no fewer words imparted these ideals to him Aster had become resolved to grant them. These individuals some were blessed in a variety of ways some physically, some mentally, some a mix of both, but almost contradictory to their desires which all began in the same place each individual had their own unique brilliance. A brilliance that Aster would use to make their goals and his own a reality.
He'd learned in his years of research, years of moving through life guided by his own personal desires that this world, while broken and imperfect if nothing else, had the means to create these individual paradises his people wished for. Energy in this world, as disgusting as it was, was limitless if utilized correctly. Things beyond the understanding of humans miracles in their purest forms existed as long as you had the power to claim them.
This girl's goal was noble, more so than most of the wishes he'd received thus far, and one he'd make sure came to pass if she'd promised the same as the others before her. "Scarlette, I don't have the time nor the patience to beat around the bush, so I'll be as forward as I can." There's no humor on his face nor is he neutral to the desire. Now there's intensity in him an intensity that sparked tension in the room. "You dream of a world where safety is guaranteed, where no one has to struggle as you have. Where fate cannot dictate the struggles and quality of one's life. It's a beautiful dream, one I'd work to see come to fruition." He'd lean forward now reaching for her hand invadng her personal space entirely. His golden eyes filled with pride and another emotion unreadable entirely. "Entrust yourself to me in both body and mind. Become my sword and shield and I will make this dream a reality." What was it about Scarlette Hawke that he sought to claim, the innate humanity she displayed as she moved through life,the dream to better herself and her vision that looked far beyond her personal well-being or satisfaction. He wanted that, he wanted her.
└ Tag: @scarlette └ Notes: doing the thing
Hey is it alright if I keep calling out your name?
when you lie i cover it up when you hide i cover it up when you cry i cover it up
Aster was passionate, she would give him that. He seemed to care so deeply for this organization, even while Scarlette was lost. It made her feel almost safe, knowing that he would be here to guide her. Even if she didn't feel she needed to be guided. However, as his tone changed, and the room became choked with tension and strong emotion, Scarlette stood a little straighter.
His voice came through strongly, intensity vibrating in the words he spoke. Aster seemed to be a very serious man, while Scarlette was usually more sarcastic and indifferent. Although not afraid, the woman at first was not sure what to make of his speech. He had begun to repeat what she had mentioned for her ideal future, easily making it sound more noble and impressive. Scarlette found that a little silly, considering she had never been the noble or impressive type. She had been easily corruptible for as long as she could remember, choosing to take the wrong path rather than the right one usually 99% of the time.
However, the admin seemed quite invested in her, literally. Scarlette's skin had made contact with his as he grabbed hold of her hand. Shocked, Scarlette pulled away a little. She had never been the touchy-feely sort, and human closeness wasn't really something she was super comfortable with. But he seemed.. proud of her? "Uhh.." she began, unsure how to respond right away. Aster continued however, speaking of her being his sword and shield, mind and body, some other mumbo jumbo that Scarlette did not fully understand. "Sure? That sounds alright I suppose?" she smiled weakly, but it was a forced one. She wasn't that great at natural charm.
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