Rogue Chaos ://: Continuation

[neko]

Alright, peoples, here's the deal:
Since last night's role play was just plain awesome, we're continuing it here!
It's Rogue Chaos, like the title says, so...
Just follow all the rules and such of any RC role play, mmkay?
Also, newbiez would be welcomed, I'm sure.
o3o
Um...
Yeah, I think that's it.
I, of course, am playing my lovely Niji~
Alright, people!
Let's get this going!
NOT IT.
*hides so she does not have to post first*

[Ari-chan]

ooc: I'm not posting, but I will do the recap.

Ok, so before I left, Rose had appeared and tried to burn the BR to bits, but she pushed Niji down and called out Seirei to absorb the attack. Nicky went kind crazy and attack the BR, while Rose dodge the flame thrower shot at her and tried to put her saber through the bitch.
That's about it.

[chi the mighty !]

This post is really fucked up, sorry. I should not be listening to Fer Sure by Medic Droid when typing this, but I luv it. D8 Sooorrrryyyy.

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Nicholas? Nick? Nicky? Neither caught his attention for the reason she may have desired and Hades could only snort with evident amusement as his large fore-paws hit the ground in a cloud of dust. To create a well enough landing, he sprung forward, hind-legs swinging around so he could have a good look at all of his prey. A nice enough array, he supposed, though it would be best to please the child first by killing that had fur trailing down to her mid-back and ebony markings coming up passed her knees. She had been the one to anger Nicholas, to call him such… Deranged, she seemed. There was, of course, that ridiculous need to protect the littlest one, but Hades disregarded it; caring for others was dangerous and useless. They would never have the opportunity to pay the favor in his case.

There was one notably disturbing thing to the Arcanine, however, the soiled his confidence slightly. All had weapons, some two. And not to mention the Pokemon… No matter, he would have to be more thoughtful than he would have wished. He was intelligent, of course, analytical enough to pick of Nicholas’s battling flaws while he lay dormant. But when it came to his own fighting, impatience reigned supreme and instincts dominated reasoning. Though it might have been better to use attacks from afar, the desires to rip and tear often got the best of him. This time was surely no different, but what fun was burning someone to a crisp? The fire would be the death of them, not your very own fangs and claws. Where was the fun in death if you weren’t the cause of it? If you couldn’t fully enjoy the finished product? The Chaos was enjoyable, of course, being infused with it… But being a supreme ruler and the sole cause of such pain would have been more pleasurable to Hades. Now, if he could demolish everyone on this planet… The thought pleased him and haste was quick to replace calm, indifferent thoughts. Standing on the side waiting was no fun.

He did not waste any more time trying to find any weaknesses on his first choice of prey. Of course, she was human, easily breakable… But she had that pesky defender. If that Ninetales became a pain, he realized with slight sadness, he would have to wait on killing that girl and risk his host growing displeased with him and stealing back the body. How annoying it was having to share such a thing… Hades could only scowl at the thought and, with his anger fueled at such a saddening idea, ran forward with flames bursting from his open jaws as he approached. The flames might distract her and, hoping they would, he aimed a bite for the pale hand nearest his fangs. It wasn’t as good as the neck, but how would she wield that damn dagger if her hand was rendered useless?

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[F e n i]

This was too much fun.

Blood Raven laughed, skidding to a stop. The chains around her arms rattled, and her boots scraped the ground. It had been far too long since she’d seen this many Heroes in one place. Even her favorite prey liked to show up. What were the odds of this happening normally? Something needed to draw them all here.

Perhaps it was that revolt that they were planning in Fuchsia. The Pharaoh had told her about this a few days ago. How he had gotten the information… Blood Raven still needed to figure that out. Even so, the Elite was out here to stop them. She didn’t expect any of this good bounty to show up, though.

Her gaze fell to the Arcanine which lunged once more. Blood Raven felt a surge of pride as she thought of how she created this monster. Nicholas would never be the same, and he would possibly have to live with blood on his young hands for the rest of his life. This new personality enthralled her; he always gave her a good game to play.

The Arcanine was definitely smarter than Nicky. He aimed for her hand, but the woman’s reaction time had been quickened thanks to various chases like this. This is where her chains would come into use. She swung the metal around in a quick circle with her throwing hand. She had to do this right for the best fracture: painful but not lethal. Blood Raven attempted to sidestep as the Arcanine neared, throwing the chain forward. Since the inertia of the chain was still obstructed by the centripetal acceleration of the chain, it would continue to spin in a horizontal circle. If the dog made the contact just right, the metal would painfully wrap around a leg and trap it.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Human.” Seirei said this without any emotion, her cold rubies trained on Rose. How DARE that Hero attack the Mistress! Three of the nine tails rose into the air, a purple aura covering the fox. A powerful Psychic attack shot out at the Hero, hopefully trapping the silver-haired woman within its grip.

||Fail.||

[Ari-chan]

The Hero stopped moving when the fox got in her way, and the saber was lowered slightly. As mad as she was then, she wasn’t going to harm a pokemon, especially one whom she had known to be kind in the past.
Gold eyes stared at the fire-type, smirk slowly forming as it spoke. So the fox was giving her advice? It was the one that had let its mind get taken over by the evil bitch. As far as she was concerned, Rose could do what she pleased; it wasn’t like anyone was going to be able to stop her.
Almost as if to prove her point, the Ninetales attacked her. The Hero’s free hand reached down toward her belt and she plucked a pearl colored pokeball off. But instead of quickly bring out the pokemon inside, the woman waited until the attack hit her to use the machine.
“Psychic attacks don’t work on dark types.” She informed the fox before tossing the pokeball in the air. “Arabella, Shock Wave!”
The Hero quickly dashed away as the orb broke open and her Absol shot electricity at the fox. Seeing that the Blood Raven was busy with Nicky, she stopped in front of Niji, glare back on her face. “If you let the girl go now, I might let you live.” She said calmly. Or rather, she lied.
Because there we no way in hell she was going to let the bitch who harmed her sister live.

[Darkpidgeot]

(I'll be lurk.)

[neko]

Niji quickly scrambled back to her feet, jerking up the young girl with her and replacing the knife to her throat, gripping her tightly with her left arm again. Her other knife had skidded away from her when she was knocked over, but, luckily, she managed to keep a tight grip on the one in her left hand, which was now pressed gently against the girl's throat, though not enough to draw blood.
Suddenly, the Hero that had just attacked Blood Raven had dashed in front of her, giving her an I'm-going-to-fucking-kill-you-for-hurting-my-sister glare, which only made Niji grin broadly, especially when she tried making a deal with the eighteen-year-old. Ha! Let the hostage go? As if! Plus, she could read this girl's mind easily due to all her anger. She was practically shouting mentally in her anger, at least to Niji.
"Ha!" the girl scoffed, adding the slightest more pressure to the girl's throat carefully. "You think I'd believe you? I know as soon as she's safe, you'd attack me!" The girl shifted the girl's position so she acted as a human shield to her. "Go ahead and try! I'll just use your darling sister here to block your attacks!"
As she spoke this, her eyes carefully searched the area for her lost weapon, not allowing the Hero to see what she was doing. Finally, as the last word left her mouth, she saw her prized blade, and her grin widened.
"Checkmate."
The knife shot off the ground and flew towards the Hero's back.

[chi the mighty !]

If I misread anything due to lack of sleep (my niece kept me up with her crying, grawr), then tell me and I'll edit. :] And piss Mystique off moar, plz. I love it when she's all scary. ; Also, words that are lavender & bold & are in slashes are telepathic words. 8O Mystique projects them out so everyone can hear them unless I specify. =P

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She was more intelligent than he had taken her for, he realized disdainfully, seeing dull flashes of silver in the hazy light. Protecting her hands with the chain, mmmm? Well, it was less fun for him, but safer than her. Without those chains, he could have very well torn her hand off if he wanted. It wasn't that she was weak, because he had judged her strength accordingly with that demonic expression that remained on her countenance. Rather than her being outrageously weak, it was he that was outrageously powerful... (Of course, he was destined to rule this god-forsaken planet, so it was to be expected.) But there was a small factor that could lead to his demise and it was something that Hades had, unsurprisingly, totally forgotten about: her intelligence versus his instinct.

His fangs closed on air with a snap and the clink of metal on metal followed. It was unusual for Hades to get himself into such situations, but most lacked the agility to dodge a charging Arcanine. By now, his victims were usually on the ground writhing as if they were epileptic, uttering cries of terror as he ate them alive. Of course, this human was more dangerous than the last, a human who had pissed his host off by messing with that ignorant Spheal. Nick knew that and now Hades had learned his lesson; next time, he would pay attention to the child's warnings rather than paying them no heed. This was sure to be a one-time occurrence.

In the mean time, however, Hades took his capture as any enraged beast might. He thrashed and roared, wisps of smoke trailing from his flared nostrils and tiny jets of warning flame passed through openings between his fangs. It was clear, judging by the way he suddenly lurched towards her with jaws open once more that he would not take capture gracefully. It was unwise of him, of course, but he would not be belittled in such a way!
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Mystique quickly forgot the Arcanine, disdain flooding her at Hades appearance. Needless to say, she hated the creature and, although she loved Nicholas dearly, figured there were more important things to worry about for the time being. Hades wasn't the once who had a dagger to his throat, after all. Nicholas would have been more concerned with Marie than he was with his own safety, anyways. So, with regret showing on her normally jubilant expression, the Latias focused on Marie.

The sight of a dagger raising from the ground immediately caused her eyes to glow a bright gold, her body glowing purple. / Not quite. / Silly girl, forgetting that she had numerous opponents. Tendrils of lavender energy shot out, one in particular aiming to knock the dagger headed for Rose out of the way. There was a chance the energy might be late in saving Rose. Other tendrils waved around her, prepared to deflect projectiles like the tentacles of an octopus. There was one last tentacle, seeming to be nothing more than a thread of lavender. The Psychic would be nowhere near as good as a dagger, but it curved towards the girl's knife hand like a sly cat slinking quietly through the night. It wouldn't hurt her, of course, but if she could first pull back about an inch, then perhaps she could save Marie from her seemingly imminent death.

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[Ari-chan]

Was she being that obvious? Hmmm… she must really be mad.
Still the Hero had a good reason to be; the bitch was holding a dagger to her sister’s throat for fuck’s sake! Then again, getting mad wasn’t the best thing, especially what happened last time…
A soft whooshing sound caught Rose’s attention, and the woman didn’t even have to turn around to know what was going on. Quickly, her free hand shot behind her to catch the dagger, which had been slowed down by Mystique.
“You Minions are still as predictable as ever.” The ex-Elite muttered as she inspected the weapon in her hand. “Attack your enemy while their back is turned; no ones ever thought of that before.”
Dark energy suddenly flared up and formed a sphere around the weapon. Silently, Rose glance toward the Blood Raven, and the dagger was quickly sent flying in the bitch’s direction.
“If you’re going to use such an old tactic, then you should at least change it up a bit.”


ooc: And if anyone wants to know what Rose did; she put a Shadow Ball around the dagger like a shield, so if anyone wants to stop it they have to break the ghost attack. ^_^

[F e n i]

||Do you mind me using your blockquote? I likeys eet DX Makes the post look less messy... And the centering tag doesn't help either.||

It would have been great if Blood Raven took into account the massive strength of the dog. The Elite put all of her effort into gripping the long length of links. ||XD That alliteration wasn’t originally intended.|| Even so, she could still feel herself sliding forward with every thrash of the Arcanine. One paw wasn’t enough here; Blood Raven needed to take one of the back legs.

The task was easier said than done for many reasons. The primary one was that the Thrope’s second personality was fueled by anger. Although Nicholas wasn’t one to harbor that emotion constantly, the hostage situation brought forth negativity. Rage would continue to build in the subject, and strength would be gained alongside the rage in proper proportions. The angrier Nicholas or the other personality became the more power it would receive. Arcanines weren’t wimps from the beginning, so it would be quite a task to bring this beast down.

A curse slipped past the woman’s lips as the Fire dog lunged… straight at her. Blood Raven wasn’t exactly ready for this development. She suddenly found herself on her back again, her favorite chain tangled around one paw of the Arcanine. The rest was entwined between her forearms and palms in such a way that they would be pulled off of the woman before she’d let go of it. The flesh around these chains was either scratched or mangled in some other way. Blood gushed over the metal at some points; this made the metal more slippery and the Elite’s chances of holding on for much longer very slim.

Her good luck wouldn’t have lasted forever, anyway. (The only good thing was that the dagger the Hero hurled flew over her head.) As she found herself in this position again, Blood Raven thought that she wouldn’t get off that easily this time. Last time, it was Nicholas in control of his Pokémon form. Blood Raven knew that the young boy wasn’t present at the moment. Mercy didn’t favor her today.

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Seirei didn’t have the best of luck either. The Shock Wave was guaranteed to hit, and it did. Thank goodness for all of that Special Defense training… The Ninetales felt the tremor of electricity throughout her body before the sparks receded into the ground and her natural electrical system. That Hero needed to die, and she needed to die now.

However, that wasn’t the priority. The Mistress needed her. The fox growled, yet another Psychic flying toward an enemy. This time it was the Arcanine who was in possible danger. At least it wasn’t a Dark-type, correct? As the purple aura bended toward the dog, the other four-legged creature padded towards it, a fierce glare in its eyes.

[neko]

"Hey, that's mine," Niji complained as her knife was tossed aside in a Shadow Ball. "And who said it was aimed for you? What if I just wanted my knife back?" She frowned.
Suddenly, she felt another psychic presence creeping towards her. It was a small sliver, but detectable, nonetheless. Casting her eyes towards her two Eeveelutions and the battle they were in, she saw their battle had currently ended, if only temporarily. However, that still gave them some time to help out.
"Taiyou! Getsuei!"
Both Pokemon's ears perked up as their names were called, and they quickly looked over to their trainer, along with the battle commencing. Taiyou had been recovering from the electric attack she took, and Getsuei was defending his sister from any attack that could come in their direction. Upon their trainer's command, however, both sprang into action: Taiyou stepping between her trainer and the psychic Pokemon, sending a Shadow Ball towards it; Getsuei dashing after the knife and using Bite to break through the Shadow Ball around it before carrying the dagger back to his trainer quickly.
"That's better," Niji said, taking her knife from her Pokemon. "Don't wanna lose this, oh no; It's too special."

[chi the mighty !]

Haha, it's fine, I don't mind. If only stupid proboards allowed html. D< -stabs- & sry for the wait? ;

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He had achieved success, though Hades was unsurprised. Humans were intelligent, yes, and their opposable thumbs were useful tools. But he was a feral creature, a beast that had been given power and speed by the gods to rival the humans' ability to reason. What a silly girl, forgetting that. Creatures like him were exactly why humans had to have protectors.

He pushed her to the ground, his left paw resting on the ground while the other rested on her chest. Hades snapping teeth were quick to draw blood, which soon coated the length of chains coiled around her forearm. He was satisfied with that and, impatient, he was ready to move on the the so-sweet jugular. After all, he could mangle her further when she was actually dead.

The beast's jaws opened, the ivory fangs dripping with blood and saliva. He gave his preys one thoroughly bemused look, a growl-like chuckle escaping his parted lips before he began to move forward. The dripping fangs were mere centimeters away when purple energy enveloped him, pushing him away from his hard-earned prize. When he was done moving, the beast stood. The chain around his left foreleg had been removed during his flight, and he stood unrestricted.

"I'm sorry, did I piss you off?" The Poketalk was nothing more than a growl to those who couldn't understand such things. With a bemused snort, the canine rushed forward, muscles loosening as he went. The Agility quickened the pace of the Extremespeed as if it wasn't fast enough to begin with.
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A smart girl. A tough opponent, even for both her and Rose together. Regardless, Mystique was unafraid of their opponent's offensive abilities; they were at a disadvantage with one of their own hostage, but it didn't matter. It only caused the Eon to be all the more determined, flying right into the Shadow Ball. Psychic energy collected before her, mist collecting to shoot at the Shadow Ball. The two moves collided with a bang and smoke appeared. It was not long before she disappeared within it momentarily.

/ It would be in your best interests to free Marie. / With that, five cords of lavender energy shot out from the smoke that she hid in, one aiming to pull the arm away once more. This tendril of energy was thicker than it had been the previous time, and the others (just as thick) aimed to strangle Marie's assailant.

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[Ari-chan]

A flicker of annoyance passed through Rose’s eyes as she saw her dagger fly over the Blood Raven’s head and inwardly, she groaned; she needed to work on her aim. A smirk soon replaced the annoyance as she continued to watch the scene, and a play soon began to form in her mind.
She couldn’t do much while the Minion had the dagger to Marie’s throat, and she especially couldn’t do anything while the girl had another dagger in her hand. She would have to wait until Mystique could free her sister to attack, and there was no telling how long that would take. Waiting had never been one of the Hero’s strong points; bad things happened when she got bored.
Still, she didn’t have to stand there and do nothing.
The smirk widened at the sight of Seirei attacking Nick and the boy- or rather, the beast- counterattacking. If those two were busy with each other, that meant that no one was fighting the Blood Raven, and that meant… “Arabella.”
The command was whispered, but the dark type quickly turned her head at the sound of her name. She followed her trainer’s line of sight, instantly understand what she was supposed to do. Thunder suddenly boomed overhead, and a Shock Wave was once again shot out. Its target this time; the Blood Raven.

[F e n i]

||Shhh, I should be sleeping. DX I'm not tired though and was bored soooo.
Shinny's still having his emotional breakdown.||

Aw shit.
She was in DEEP shit now.

The Ninetales knew that it wouldn’t be a good idea on her own behalf to aggravate the Arcanine more than he already was. However, the Mistress needed the Fire-type’s help in this matter. Just a few moments’ distraction would help out the YnK member immensely, especially since the ‘human’s’ face was about to be ripped off.

To say the least, she wasn’t an inch prepared for the Extremespeed. The once-stainless fox collided with the dog, being hurled back a couple of feet. Her creamy fur was splattered with blood and dust as she lay there. Seirei breathed silently for a few moments before cracking open one ruby iris.

“You fool.”

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A shiver ran up and down her spine. This didn’t come from the woman subconsciously either. This was probably one of those human reactions she hated so much. Blood Raven could only stare up at the beast as he pinned her down. To be frank, the Elite didn’t think that the Thrope would get to that point.

Then again, this result was far beyond what the semi-scientist had expected. Blood Raven smirked to herself in spite of her vessel’s stress. Other Thropes would be useful here. Perhaps if Jerald did his job correctly, they’d have a suitable army in little to no time at all. Just the thought of these creatures ravaging the land made her shiver with delight. As the idiotic Ninetales got the hunter away from her, the excitement rose in her blood again.

A sudden roar echoed through the vicinity. This wasn’t a normal one either. As if on cue, rain began to pour from the heavens, drenching the battlefield and all on it. Blood Raven looked like a soaking kitten. (But you didn’t hear ME say that.) The stinging rain only upset Seirei’s current injuries even more, but there was nothing the fox could do about that.

“What the hell is going on here?” a deep baritone voice growled from a distance. From the west end of Lavender, if you looked close enough, you could see the rain being deflected around something in a spherical manner. Water dripped down the sides of a rainbow-like barrier; something crept forward like a tiger stalking its prey. In the darkness, all you could really see was a pair of crimson and a pair of shining obsidian.

[neko]

ooc://

Sorry for the delay, guys!
Lot's of school-related crap going on.
Dx

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Niji let out a grunt of frustration as she felt large amounts of psychic energy heading towards her. Apparently, that damn Pokemon had now switched to all-offense. Just great. Not taking her narrowed eyes from the Hero, she opened her mouth, about to give out a command to one of the Pokemon already out, but soon felt another presence squeezing in between her an the oncoming attack. The Minion scowled.
"Took you long enough," she spat angrily, wanting nothing more than to just kill these damn people and be on her merry way.
"I'm sorry," the ghostly Pokemon cackled, floating behind her trainer, somewhat transparent, "the bloodcurdling cries of a thousand lost souls was just too tempting to resist, but I came as soon as I realized you were in need of assistance."
Slowly, the Mismagius turned to face the oncoming attack, staring at the space directly in front of her. Soon, dark energy began to swirl around in the spot before her, compacting itself into a dark ball, which began growing quickly. Once it was about half of the Ghost type's size, she released the large Shadow Ball, sending it speeding quickly towards the attacks and, hopefully, the attacker as well.
"My name is Kijo," the Pokemon said sinisterly. "What, might I ask, is your name? I always love to know the identity of my victims."

[chi the mighty !]

i kinda fergott that i needed to post. ohwellz!

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Another success. Seirei was thrown backwards with the impact and Hades stood sneering down at her, triumphant and taking advantage of that. He remained on guard, however, body tensed and nostrils flared to catch any foreign scents. Being a canine with enhanced senses sure had its props and he could smell the canine from afar and pinpoint its location before its roar echoed through the land. As if another canine didn’t anger Hades enough (canines were quite possessive of their territory and Hades was certainly no exception), the rain tainted his vision red. Being a Fire dog, Hades held no love for water and, quite honestly, feared it. (But, Hades being Hades, would not show such a weakness.) The beast almost charged forward and leaped for the new prey’s throat then and there but a man’s words created quite a dilemma.

‘Keiichi!’ He was supposed to be the enemy and Nick was supposed to want him dead. But Nick hated few and, although Keiichi had done many bad things to him, Nick couldn’t wish death upon him; they were brothers. A part of Nick — so, so naïve — thought that maybe it was just a sickness, dementia… ‘Maybe I can help him…’ But Hades was another story and wanted nothing more than to rip the stranger to shreds as he did with any creature he came across. With the fight for his control in his body at a standstill, both sides evenly strong, Nick’s body remained still, shifting back and forth between little boy and mighty beast…
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Stopped again. Mystique was speechless, glaring at the new intruder with eyes glowing gold. The look was not something one would like to receive, especially when it came from a legend. The Shadow Ball successfully wiped out the majority of the tendrils (on managed to flee, soaring towards Nick as he momentarily turned to a human) and pushed her back a good ten feet. Her body was quick to glow a faint lavender, her vigor renewed with the healing move. Unfortunately for the Mismagius, Mystique had reinforcements: the last remaining tendril of energy had nabbed the last two Pokeballs off of Nick’s belt before he had begun to shift back into an Arcanine. The creatures inside were released, one quite like its master in both appearance and personality while the other was petite and whimsical. The duo stood before her, heads tilting in her direction for a command. The little one — spherical, a powder blue and white with tiny flippers and even tinier fangs — seemed oblivious to the imminent danger, curious as to what sort of game he might get to play now that he was released. His companion — massive and orange, furry and wolf-like, a twin of Hades but slightly calmer — glared up at her, though she knew better than to be offended; Flame had never been able to manage his anger as well as she thought she did.

/ Flame, keep an extra eye on Nicholas; Keiichi’s approaching. Until then, we strike with full force. Marie will not die. / Her words were only for her two comrades and the newly released duo glanced at each other for a moment before nodding. Mystique was clearly the ringleader, as calm and collected as she often was; even as mad as she was now, she could command naturally, though her normal carefree attitude may have made one think otherwise. She was just the type that thrived in life-threatening situations. After a moment of silence, the trio was put into action, creating a cacophony of growls and squeals and barks.

Flame was first to dart forward, snarling mightily with his teeth glowing black and snapping for the Mismagius. The attack — Crunch — would be sure to hurt the creature, or distract it at the very least; and if it dodged to save itself, the Ghost-type may be leaving its owner for dead. In any case, Rolo was quick to help, though he stayed back timidly, not wanting to be trampled by the larger creatures. The Spheal’s rather large mouth opened wide and it’s eyebrows narrowed in focus before the surrounding wind picked up slightly, snow gathering before him. Upon his release of breath, the snowy wind was shot towards the Masmagius, hoping it might be able to freeze it with the Powder Snow. Mystique was the only one to go after the human, the tendrils returning with a knife-like quality this time, menacing with their lavender glow. The swung about haphazardly, aiming to maim in any way possible. It was a barbaric attack, of course, and psychic energy probably wouldn’t be as good as cutting flesh as a knife would but… It would have to do. Mystique did not have the time nor the patience to try and reason with the mentally ill nor did she have the time to spare Marie such gruesome sights.

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[Ari-chan]

ooc: Sorry I took so long to post guys, but my internet has been spazzing for the past week and it just now fixed it self. Also, sorry the post is kinda sucky.
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Self control was the only thing that kept the Hero from groaning loudly as she suddenly found herself soaking wet. She hated rain and all its side effect, and it was for that reason that she had spent the first few years of the war in the desert. Still, as much as she hated the gloomy weather, she hated what it brought along more.
Golden eyes quickly glanced sideways, and the woman shook her head upon seeing the figure in the distance. Great, just great; the Pharaoh himself had arrived to rescue his precious little Blood Raven. As if they didn’t have enough problems already! The Idiot was having a mental breakdown, Marie was being held hostage, and Nicky was spazzing over seeing his brother.
At least they weren’t completely out numbered; Mystique seemed to have a slight control of the situation. But still, Rose was known for being logical, and at the moment, things didn’t look good for them.
Despite all that, the woman tried her best not to think about it, instead turning her attention to the matter at hand. The Latias had decided to attack, and Rose thought it best not to get in her way. It was an old rule of hers, something that had kept her alive this far: ‘Don’t attack unless you have a good reason too.’ It was a good rule, and the woman intended to follow it. But there was one thing she could do to help the legendary.
She locked eyes with her frightened sister, and gave the girl a simple command: “Marina, cierra los ojos.” The little girl didn’t hesitate and quickly she closed her eyes. Because even if they were trying to harm her, her family and her friends, she didn’t like seeing people get injured.

[F e n i]

With a growl, Blood Raven shoved herself off of the now soaking mud below her feet. The woman swiftly tore Seirei’s Pokéball off of her long chain and returned the useless thing. She didn’t care for the bones protruding from the ground nor the shrieks of the many ghosts floating around the area either. Right now, she merely glared in the direction of the new voice.

Why did HE have to come? The Elite could have handled the situation herself come a few minutes later. Why did HE have to be the ‘hero’ every time they were in Lavender Town? It wasn’t as if she was a fledgling anymore; heck, she had even surpassed him now. (Not that the Pharaoh knew, of course.) The rain didn’t do anything to help her mood either. Blood Raven attempted to ignore the said droplets as she swung her chain around using her right hand. This wasn’t in anger, but it did help whisk away some of those pesky water molecules.

The Pharaoh merely ignored the disappointment of his second-in-command. Instead, he turned his attention toward the angered Latias. The great beast beneath him gave a low snarl, but a dusky hand running through her mane seemed to calm the canine down. That Houen Legendary was definitely Mystique… But where in the world was Nicholas? She was supposed to be his guardian and keep him away from such Rogue-attracting towns. Crimson irises scanned the battlefield for any sign of the little boy to no avail.

Mystique didn’t appear to care at the moment as she released two of her comrades. The rarity was smart; she had to be when dealing with the youngest of the Sakurai family. The leader of the YnK figured that Blood Raven would need some assistance, so one of the mysterious Pokéballs on his left bicep was tugged from its bindings. The deep black device with its infinite navy swirls enlarged itself before releasing a beam of dark light in front of the trainer.

The thing was a predominant blue, human-like Pokémon. Cream fur covered the front and back of his torso like a tight vest. Two pointed ears and a long tail helped its balance and its keen senses. Black markings wove across its face like a bandanna, the ends levitating in the air behind the creature. Spikes jutted out from the backs of its hands and the middle of its chest, adding to its fierce disposition. The ruby eyes, so alike its trainer’s, pierced the souls of the surrounding foes. However, the Shinnou-native turned toward the king and knelt on one knee. One paw set against his chest while the other helped steady him by being on the ground.

“Kkwy, take care of the fragile ones,” Keiichi commanded curtly, thrusting his right arm towards Mystique’s allies. The Lucario nodded his assent. As quickly as he fell to one knee, Kkwy arose, blue aura flaring around his paws. The Forget-me-Nots engraved into the dense fur flared especially bright at these actions. Nothing was said as an Aura Sphere was launched towards the tiny seal.

Aurora didn’t need a command. The Pharaoh only released a sigh as he tightened his grip on his steed’s flowing mane. The Suicune reared, water being pulled towards her from the skies and ground. A huge wave formed in front of the migrating legendary; Aurora then let the water loose in a tidal wave, aiming to drench both Arcanines and perhaps that irksome Mystique. Frankly, she didn’t give a care for anything else.

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"Hmph," Kijo scoffed as she easily dodged the attacks, disappearing from sight and reappearing behind the two attacking Pokemon, her eyes set on the legendary. "Do not send your little minions into a fight between you and I." With those words, she formed a second Shadow Ball and shot it toward the psychic type, but this time added a second attack to boost its power. More dark energy formed at her mouth before shooting forward in the form of dark, crisscrossing rings. The Dark Pulse hit the Shadow Ball, speeding it up until it went about as fast as a bullet. Upon contact, the rings separated, some flying off and exploding as they hit the ground or anything in their way, others speeding towards the legendary behind the Shadow Ball.
"I am much more experienced than anyone else on Niji's team," the ghost said, floating in a circle as she watched her attack. "In fact, I am technically not part of her team at all; I just follow her and her mischief around~"

"Bitch," Niji muttered to herself as she saw the two attacks from the other Pokemon, as well as some from Mystique that the damn ghost didn't hit with her own attacks. "Tsurara!"
A Poke Ball hanging off the female's belt busted open, sending a stream of light onto the ground, which formed into another ghostly shape. The lightly-colored figure slowly lifted itself into the air, cerulean eyes calmly watching the attacks as they approached her. Two petite three-fingered hands came together, staying about an inch apart from each other. What appeared to be a soft white light appeared between them, and small white blurs shot out from it, swirling around the two Pokemon. The attacks would be stopped, or at least slowed down enough by the concentrated Blizzard to be virtually harmless.