The RUSTBORO Team

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Rustboro City|Noon (11)

Nazo grins with berry juice staining his cheek fur and the area around his mouth. He turned to see the ninja sitting on the desk in the sun. What really interested him was the ninja's tail which said in his mind that he must pounce on it! Nazo flattened himself out to creep under the skull getting as close as possible before. Rawr! He pounced but hit the top of the desk with his skull making a hollow rattling sound. Nazo looked at his front paws finding them lacking a ninja tail. He looked at his own tail which was wagging. Almost mocking him. Nazo growled and began to chase his tail. He grabbed the fluffy appendage and spun out ending up on his belly.

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Devon Corporation Building || Noon
=-= Dominic / Quicksilver | Devon Corporation Building :: Storage Basement / 3F | Post Count 18 / 24 =-=

=-= Quicksilver =-=
"I knew I had done the right thing in trusting you!" Wayfarer nodded in thankfulness to his friend's compliment. "And I had done the right thing in trusting you, Seth. That battle with the scyther would have been far more bloody if you had not smashed it into a building!"

Wayfarer jerked his tail away suddenly when Nazo let out a little roar and pounced up onto the table. Nazo's false skull rattled as it hit the top, and Wayfarer worried that the kit had hurt himself. But he was proven wrong when Nazo appeared unfazed, and proceeded to chase his own tail.

He buzzed an insect chuckle as Nazo fooled about, sliding away from the rambunctious kit to give him more room to play around. "Those are some good moves you have, Nazo. Maybe someday, you will be fast enough to catch my tail?" He playfully humored. Seth called to him, and Wayfarer turned about in his coils to face him. "Where is Dominic? And Carter?"

"Carter said she was going to scout around Rustboro before she came in. So maybe Dominic went with her?" Wayfarer guessed. "Those two seem to like each other's company." Now that everything was quiet and they had a time to relax, Wayfarer thought it would be good to open up some conversation with his old friend. He remembered from earlier, that he wanted to speak with Seth about his past. But now, he felt, was not the time for such miserable things. "So, Seth. How did you get here to Rustboro? A lot of people have to travel through some interesting places these days." He was brightly interested in seeing what everyone was doing nowadays, and curled to face Seth with a humble curiosity.

=-= Dominic =-=
The basement was musty, that was for sure. As Dominic stepped upon the last staircase he found himself in a small concrete cellar, stuffed with items. But what was it that drew him down here? He saw nothing odd, nothing out of place. He could sense no signs of life among the crates, machines, and shelves that cluttered the room. Whatever was down here -- or wasn't down here, since it was a Psychic that called to him -- was well-hidden. Walking to the left of the room he began to open a few boxes. Canned foods, old cloths. A few spare wires. He opened another, and found a stack of mouldy papers.

After he finished scrounging through that, he looked about. Coming down here is either going to become a disappointment, or something interesting. He tapped his foot softly in the pitch darkness, his arms crossed. Was that voice from earlier really just a hallucination? It could not have been! Even he could not imitate a voice like that! Dominic sighed, got out of his thoughful pout and continued to check through the cramped area with a peculiar sense of determination. If that voice really was just an illusion, at least he could scavenge through this place and try to find some useful items.

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Rustboro City|Noon (12)

Nazo gaped at how easily the ninja dodged him. A worthy adversary! He released his defeated opponent of a tail and sat listening. Finally Nazo had friends! That meant he could evolve into Umbreon! He crawled over to the two older Pokemon and sat watching both of them curiously. They were lots stronger then him so maybe if he listened to what they said he too would be strong. Nazo laid flat on his belly with his back legs and front legs spread out and the skull on his back completely obscuring him from view except for his confused grin.

Nazo stared out of the window and gaped seeing something zone in on them. Sef! 'Farer! Watch out! He jumped just as an undead Skarmory crashed the window and latched onto him. Nazo cried and grabbed at everything possible but to no avail. SEEEEEF! 'FAAAAARER! HELP NAZO! The kit watched with a heavy heart and teary eyes as his new friends disappeared from view...

((OoC: Edited into a leaving post))

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Devon Corporation Building || Noon
=-= Dominic / Quicksilver | Devon Corporation Building :: Basement / 3F | Post Count 18 / 25 =-=
=-= Quicksilver =-=

Seth's reply brought joy to Wayfarer. Caught up in the moment he felt eager to share his own tales, to speak with Seth about his own odd ventures. He was about to answer Seth's reply, when a horrible screeching noise disrupted him. He threw a glance to the outside window, to see the silhouette of something flying outside. It descended straight towards the room, and with a heavy smash shattered the right office window. Blocks of masonry fell apart with a few sections of the hungry red-eyed bird's steel armor. Wayfarer gave little time to it as he switched to thoughts of survival and released a Hidden Power upon it.

The attack had succesfully stunned it, injuring its head plate and making its head smack against its armored chest violently. But it recovered quickly and angrily lashed out. And as it lashed its taloned limbs about the vicinity of the window it snatched up the prey it had wanted. It had seized Nazo in one of its talons. Now that its claws had gripped it meal, it screeched in victory and yanked the crying kit outside. With its victim held tightly in its talon it quickly flew away. Wayfarer continued to batter it with Hidden Powers, refusing to let the bird get away. But the attacks only assisted it in escaping, as the bird was blasted out through the window. It recovered before it hit the concrete below, and clumsily boosted itself away on the wind. Wayfarer stood cautiously by the window, the tip of his tail lashing behind him. He just sat there, watching as the poor eevee kit flew away. As he could do nothing to stop that damned bird. In the distance he could hear it repeat its metallic screech, a final taunt to show that it had won and that Wayfarer had failed. With a sad drone to his voice, he spoke to Seth. "H-he's gone. Just like that." Reluctantly, but letting his protective instincts take over he backed away from the window in fear of another attack. "N....Nazo...."

((OOC -- Just wanna get in my 25th post for Quicksilver before the team goes on hold. Skipping Dominic for this post.))

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Forest East of Rustboro|Noon (13)

Nazo shivered in his prison the Skarmory had dropped him into. The metal bird was prancing around quite proud of itself having caught the soft easy to eat kit. Nazo howled hoping Sef or Farer or even Domnic could hear him. He did not want to get eated... Nazo did not taste good at all! The only person who ever got close was his momma but that was just for baths. She did not try to crunch him up like a berry!

((OoC: The Skarmory stuck him in a Ponyta's ribcage so he couldn't run))

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=-= Dominic / Quicksilver | Noon | Forest east of Rustboro / Devon Corporation Building 3F | Post Count 19 / 26 =-=

=-= Dominic & Wayfarer (Combined Post) =-=

The air shifted slightly as the beheeyem blinked into being in front of the basement door. With slightly trembling hands he folded a paper, and then stuffed it into one of his coat's inner pockets. There. It was safe now. He needed to find out what that noise was. There were so many things he needed to plan out now that he has found this.... this accursed note. He had only read the first few lines when the basement roof had started shaking. 

In the span of just two teleports, Dominic had teleported his way up to the second and then to the third floor. He saw himself looking at a gaping hole where one of the office's windows once stood. In front of it were Seth and Wayfarer, both looking quite grievous. 

"The kit was taken?" Dominic's voice was abrupt, for he had been so silent in his entrance the accelgor did not notice him. With surprise the accelgo swiveled in his coil and faced him. He buzzed in reply to him. "Wh... What does it look like?"

"Just wanted some clarification." Dominic raised his hand in ease, and walked towards the window. There was indeed no sight of the skarmory. Great; it just had to be the kid that got stolen, didn't it? It's always the small ones that get picked out first. "He's just.... gone. Just like that, Dom. He's gone. He's probably all the way past Rusturf Tunnel by now."

"He won't be for long. Stay here with Seth. And Seth, remain here. I can travel faster if I go alone." Wayfarer had expected less from the stranger; he did not expect such a determined decision. Was he really going to try and save him? "Yes, Wayfarer; I am going to save him." And can you stop reading my mind? Wayfarer lashed back in his thoughts. Dominic scoffed a small laugh at the irritation. 
"Then I am going to come with you. I am fast enough to keep up with you." Wayfarer slithered up to Dominic's side, facing outside. Do the both of them really have any hope to save him? "You're not coming."
The accelgor slithered closer, slithering up by the beheeyem's side as he stands there looking outside. "No, Dominic. I am coming."
Dominic had no time for this infantile argument. It was time to blunt the bug's spirit. 'Really, Quicksilver? And what of your friend, Seth? What if that Undead had companions with it, hmm? Are you so stupid, so as to not think that these Undead might be trying to divide you from him? I don't care how amazing you think Seth is. He's old and frail, and that's a fact you cannot deny.' The telepathic backlash stunned Wayfarer. He flinched with indignation, and his tail lashed about behind him -- a clear sign of his intense anger. And just how in the world did this thing know his name? Was Dominic digging around in his mind? 
"Now, are you going to stall me any longer? I think I can hear Nazo's yowls from here."
Wayfarer yelled at the beheeyem, his voice of an unnaturally irate tone. "Then go, you idiot!"
Dominic grinned so largely it could be seen from the sides of his face, even as he stood facing the outside world. "That's more like it. I'll be back soon."

Dominic jumps right off of the side of the building. Within just a second the beheeyem  reappears in midair far across the city. Dominic then teleports again, repeatedly using the momentum of his fall to speed up his teleportation jumps as he rushes over the forest. He continued along over the treetops east of Rustboro City, until he met a single faraway point and after slowing down vanished into the thick innards of the forest. 

Wayfarer was really not sure what to say right now. Dominic had thought faster than him, outwitted him, and then managed to anger him. He was never angry like that. This beheeyem had just played him like... like he was just a toy! And just how in the world did he know his name, so quickly? It was unnerving. What would Seth think of it? "So there he goes, Seth. To save Nazo without either of us." Wayfarer looks up to him, and continues. "Seth. I apologize for the outburst. But Dominic.... he somehow knows my name. My real name -- Quicksilver. Nobody else knows that name except you and a few others. Just who the heck is this guy?"

(( asdfjkl so much dialogue Dx -- Dominic shall be there by the next turn, Taka. Just in case you wanna add in some drama before he saves Nazo. owo ))

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Forest East of Rustboro|Noon (14)

Nazo watched the Skarmory sharpen its claws and gulped. Even before it performed this task, its claws could easily go through Nazo's fluffy coat and not so thick hide. He furiously dug at the dirt trying to dig his way out alerting the bird almost instantly. It screeched at him really loud to stop before raking its claws across the bone cage sending bits of bone onto his muzzle. Nazo yipped and backed away ducking under his skull. SEEEEEEF! FARER! DOMNIC! HELP NAZO!

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Devon Corporation Building || Noon
=-= Dominic / Quicksilver | Forest east of Rustboro City & Devon Corporation Building 3F | Post Count 20 / 27 =-=

Wayfarer was still trying to clear his head of the anger when Seth replied. "The Psychic type remain a mystery to me, even to this day. If I weren't in this condition, I would go as well. But seeing how Dominic handled himself before with that Scyther, I try to be confident that he will be all right. Let us just hope that he is not too late..."

"He is going pretty quick. He has to be able to rescue Nazo, Seth. I just know it...." Wayfarer replied to Seth, nodding not only to reassure Seth but also himself. "I just know it. Just an accelgor's intuition. Soon we will have Nazo back safe and sound, and this event...." he slithers back from the window breach, taking a moment to look up to his friend. He makes a small attempt at humor, to try and ward off the looming pessimism. "....will teach us to be more wary of windows."

Wayfarer drew his gaze down to the ground in front of himself, as a spell of concern disturbed him. He knows exactly why Seth is so sorrowful, and Seth's earlier words were not lost on the accelgor. Seth was experiencing the pains of leadership. Well, he will not let his friend carry such a burden alone. With calm tensity, he returns his gaze to his friend. 

"Seth, those people did not leave because you are a bad leader. You are a great leader, Seth, greater than even the Humans were, and you are doing nothing wrong. We all know how hard it is in the Epidemic: It's difficult to say goodbye when your last day on earth could be tomorrow. Jolt, Vera, and Vanguard probably left because they lost someone. Just like you found me, so they too want to find their friends. Rene was taken because you and me both failed to save him. You are not the only one who will be carrying the burden of leading this team. I'm not the best leader, but I will do my best to help you in any way I can. Even if it just means I'll be giving emotional support."

Wayfarer's posture was naturally unexpressive like it always was, but his speech was strong with kindness and willpower. He meant every word as each was said, and hoped that Seth would be strengthened by them. 

=-= Dominic =-=

The skarmory was irritated by the eevee's constant wriggling. It took him too long just to corner the kit. But once he did, he hungrily lunged down for the first delicious peck. Yet what he tasted was not gore but dirt! Confused, it lifted its head up to see that the eevee was completely uninjured. He had missed? Again, he tried to start his feast. But as his beak slammed down once more, his head glanced violently to the side of the kit and he tasted earth once more. He lifted his head up again, his rusty feathers spread in fury. He drew his head back far and prepared to strike the kit for sure this time. But as his eyes reached over his back he noticed there was something standing behind him. And it was angry. So angry, the skarmory could sense it. That was all he could think about before the dark creature grasped hold of its head telekinetically and began to bend the neck backwards towards its breaking point.

Dominic was angry, alright. He felt all of his negative emotions from finding that note in the basement pool into his attack, compounding his already intense anger at the bird nearly killing Nazo. The bird tried to kick and turn itself around to attack as he bent its neck further and further over its back, but it could not do so. Maybe Dominic was adding an unecessarily high amount of power into this attack, since this skarmory's armor was actually rather brittle from rust. But who cares? While the steel upon the bird's neck remained undamaged, it did creak and bend irreparably. The beheeyem's enemy was even trying to screech for help, but it could only give a keening gurgle as its neck was now bent one hundred-thirty degrees parallel over its back. 

After he had beeen satisfied that the skarmory had experienced enough damage, Dominic used a single downward thrust of psychic power to force the neck to snap. With the kill having been made, he dropped his psychic grasp. Falling upon its side, with its left wing fluttering out spastically a few times, the skarmory then gave a final low squawk and died.

Dominic sighed repeatedly in fatigue. That attack was a little over-exerted after all -- powerful psychic attacks were nothing that he was not used to, though. Dominic thought that was the end of his and Nazo's troubles, but they were not: More screeches could be heard from the forest around him. He could count two or three individuals coming in fast, no doubt having heard the death cries of their fellow undead.

He looked to Nazo, and warned him. "Nazo, stay there. Dom here will take care of these birds and then I'll get 'ya back to the others. Just keep safe 'til then." The trio was closing in fast, and from multiple directions within the surrounding trees. They must be small but agile if they can close the distance so quickly. In foresight for the upcoming battle, he prepares the psychic energy needed for a Trick Room.

(( OOC -- He will not activate the Trick Room, note. He is just planning to do so, in not knowing that Carter is coming. ))

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Forest East of Rustboro|Noon (15)

Nazo resisted the urge to squeal in happiness from his bone prison. Ok maybe not... He yipped happily and danced on all four paws in excitement. Nazo had been saved! He was gonna live! Then he could go back to Sef and Farer and never leave again! No more angry Nazo eating birds and maybe Carter would be there too! However Domnic told him to stay still and quiet so Nazo sat watching with his wide mis-colored eyes trained on Domnic to see what he would do. Nazo kinda wondered what his momma would do in this situation. She would fry them! Then she would snuggle Nazo and they would go back to the place with Sef and Farer.

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Devon Corporation Building || Noon
=-= Dominic / Quicksilver | Forest east of Rustboro City & Devon Corporation Building 3F | Post Count 21 / 27 =-=

((Skipping Quicksilver this time around, until Nightfall can post.))

For a moment, the forest remained quiet. In this place, everything except him and Nazo was dead anyways. At least that made figuring out which direction the three predators were coming from a simple task. One of them was making so much noise that he knew where it would come from even before it emerged. 

Just as the thick feathers of a honchkrow reached his sight Dominic snapped his fingers, a gesture which released the psychic force needed for a Trick Room. Just like during the conflict with the scyther, the surrounding forest was affected by a strange oscillating energy which distorted its air of it for a brief moment. The effect faded out within mere seconds, but left an obvious change in the air. The first bird which had dove in to attack him barely glanced his shoulder, as the beheeyem had jumped away from his assailant at a startling speed.

Although he could easily use miracle eye to help him kill this bird, Dominic had a less costly idea. He telekinetically grasps a nearby rock, a thickly sized one -- he judged that it was six inches or so thick. And it was found in good time, as the honchkrow had wasted no time in turning around and preparing for another foolish lunge. To the bird, the suddenly swinging stone seemed to move like a bullet. The weapon impacted its skull with enough velocity to deeply embed itself. The bird was stopped midflight and slammed to the ground. It flailed its wings hopelessly about with the offending object lodged almost wholly through its head, until it could twitch no longer and was defeated.

When the next bird -- a Dodrio -- lunged from the surrounding dim foliage, it came swiftly. This one acted smartly, using Quick Attack to accelerate its approach and allow it to peck away at the beheeyem. At least, that was what it wanted to have happen. What its attack really struck was nothing but empty air. When it realized the psychic had teleported away, the birds heads swiveled about in confusion. One of them squawked in alarm when it had been telekinetically seized. 

With one of its heads now hapless in his grip, Dominic proceeds to wind its neck around the necks of the other two heads. The trick was successful in some way, for the three heads were left to squabble and snap about in order to free themselves. And while they were distracted, he ripped a sharp feather free from one of the deceased skarmory's wings. The dodrio was still in a tangled and angry state when he came over and decapitated them all with successive movements of the makeshift blade.

Then, he waited in silence for any other enemies to come. Nothing appeared. His sighs became longer. The energy of his Trick Room would take a while longer to dissipate, since he had expected more birds to come. But he looked at the dodrio corpse again and jibed, knowing that they were the reason he had thought there were three or more birds coming. "I suppose I just killed three birds with one stone, then." Dominic nonchalantly spoke to himself, now grimacing at the crudeness of his attempt at a joke. "Or actually, one bird with one stone and the other three with a rusty blade. Eh, whatever."

Now that everything was calm again, he turned to look towards the ribcage where Nazo had been hiding. "Well Nazo, ready to go back?" He got down on one knee and outstretched his hand to him. "Grab my hand and I can teleport us back."

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Forest East of Rustboro|Noon (16)

Nazo wiggled out of the bone prison he was in and growled at the dead Skarmory. He growled and hit it with Shadow Ball before placing his paw on top of Domnic's. Yus Domnic. Nazo wanna go back to Sef and Farer.

(OoC:Short post...))

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Rustboro City|Noon (17)

Nazo blinked and looked around before wagging his tail. Sef! Nazo is back! He happily ran over to the Blaziken and grinned. Did you miss Nazo Sef? Nazo missed you... His mismatched eyes welled up with tears. N-Nazo thought h-he was never gonna see Sef and Farer and Domnic again... Nazo just wanted to stay with Sef and go with him... N-Nazo can still go with Sef right?