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Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Arcanine was silent for several moments while he considered what this 'Ilana Darrius' had to say. It didn't take him long to decide that he was not overly impressed with anything about her - not her physical presence, not her words, and certainly not her tone. That demanding little voice telling him, as if there was no question in the matter, that he was now her partner whether he liked it or not. She reminded him of that spoiled child that he had belonged to as a growlithe. Respect is not given, child. Respect must be earned, Arcanine retorted once he had collected himself and taken note of his surroundings. His voice was deep and it held a notable growl. It didn't sound as though he spoke the human tongue often. You have done nothing to earn my respect and everything to earn my contempt. You attacked me from behind and forced me to return to your human world where I do not belong. You, child, have not earned the right to call me your partner. With that said, Arcanine was all but done with the human girl and he turned his attention back to his fellow pokemorph. In the few short hours that he had spent inside of that forsaken pokeball, Arcanine had thought of little else. Evangeline had enthralled him with her performance only hours before. She had demonstrated remarkable bravery and fortitude in her little stunt to take his Fire Blast head on as she had done. Beyond that, she was quite physically appealing. Yes, now that they were fully sentient, even pokemon were susceptible to the arts of seduction - whether they be intentional or, as in this case, unintentional. It was the one thing that Arcanine despised about his new-found freedom. He felt drawn to Evangeline and wanted nothing more than to just be with her but he couldn't exactly explain why. Until two years ago, when he was freed, these feelings simply did not exist to him. You owe me a rematch, Arcanine spoke again, this time talking to Evangeline. It probably wasn't the best thing to say if he wanted her to feel the same strange feeling for him that he felt for her, but Arcanine had spent his new sentient life running from the arms of humans as apposed to being embraced by them. One certainly couldn't expect him yo understand human behaviors such as flirting.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Ilana's eyes burned with contempt, the racism between the two rising to a pique. She didn't like being talked down to, although she rationalized it would be the direct course of action. Even if she bested him, he was barely acknowledging her. Pokemorphs didn't play by the rules that had been established. If he would speak directly with Evangeline and demand things of her, he would never even acknowledge Ilana as a person. She could not fight him, personally, and that was obviously what it took to earn his attention. The young trainer slowly allowed her anger to seethe beneath her skin as she considered her predicament. All sympathy left Evangeline in an instant, her blue eyes becoming hard as jewels as she glared at him while he dismissed her master. The worry about taking from him that she had grappled so vehemently with for the hours that had passed washed away in the abrasive sound of his voice. She didn't like being spoken to directly, she realized. It made her uncomfortable and upset the dynamic in which she had lived her life all her years. She gave a glance to her master, Ilana's head tilted down in contemplative thought, and remained silent while she waited. The small ebon-haired girl's head snapped up as she felt the stare level on her. She supposed taming Pokemorphs would take a different kind of finesse--one that might require a chain of command. If he would only answer to Evangeline, and Eva answered only to her, it accomplished her goals. The rain would dampen his fire attacks here, and it was a controlled environment. She could walk up the stairs and across the road to the Center, so there was no risk at a loss. If they were ever going to fight head on, this would be the place. She spared a glance to her partner, recognizing that angry look on her face and dashing her worries about whether or not Eva would be willing to the side. She would have never asked Evangeline to fight a pointless fight if she wasn't eager, but she seemed to be more than happy to oblige at the moment. A nod from the shorter girl and a wave of her hand as she turned her back and walked a few steps backwards, changing positions with her Espeon before turning back with a proper glare from those ice blues. The Espeon turned her eyes back up as Ilana stepped behind her, giving her leave to speak and do as she wished. I don't owe you anything. Her voice was soft-spoken and carried not at all like Ilana's. It required his attention to catch each word in the soft downpour. I bested you by Ilana's planning and cunning, but if you need to discard those elements from the field to feel more evenly matched, I will give you what you ask. She knew that against him, in a situation that was even footing, she would lose. Even now, if he didn't rely on fire moves, she would probably be destroyed. Eva didn't have any pride riding on this fight, though. She didn't mind losing, as long as it was clear that their race being the same did not mean that the Espeon drew loyalty on his side. She was her master's. That was all there was to it.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

The determination that Evangeline now displayed was just as attractive on her as her bravery and power had been earlier that day. It was strange, Arcanine thought, that knowing that he would be working with such a companion made his current situation more bearable. Returning to the world of humans was akin to enslavement, but knowing that such a radiant female would be there to bear it with him was... comforting. Damn these human emotions! The fact that you risked your own safety to ensure that your little Master was able to capture me and that I am here right now means that the two of you want my cooperation, does it not? Arcanine was still speaking to Evangeline, whom his eyes had not left even as she and Ilana traded places in the small basement room. If that is true, then you owe me a rematch - not here and not now. I will allow you to select the time and place, but you must choose a situation in which you and I would be playing on even ground. Handicaps have no place on the battlefield. His attention then snapped to Ilana and his arms unfolded from his chest. You are not to interfere with our rematch in any way. Before our evolution into these forms, we needed our trainers to give us orders on the battlefield but we are now capable of thinking for ourselves. Until Evangeline can best me on her own, then I will not acknowledge you as my trainer. Self-conscious thought or not, it is still belief that a pokemorph's power is a reflection of their trainer's skill is it not? Why should you be permitted to take the easy way out and just capture a pokemon beyond your own skills? The arcanine morph then held his right arm up to display the collar that now adorned his wrist. Before you answer that question, I am more interested to know exactly what this device is. I understand the concept of your pokeballs but this is foreign to me. I can only assume that it is something new - something designed for your kind to use against ours. What is the matter? Was humanity afraid of our free will after it was granted to us?
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Even before Ilana had left Arcanine and Evangeline alone in the basement, the fire-typed pokemorph could tell that arguing his perspective of the situation with either of them was quite pointless. This girl was as much of a spoiled brat as his previous human 'master' had been and Evangeline was clearly one of those morphs that never tasted freedom. Perhaps she was captured immediately after being released. Perhaps she had never truly been released in the first place. It wasn't Arcanine's place to guess or ask and, frankly, he did not care. Neither would understand that he, as a being of free-will, wanted merely to be free and left alone. Still, he knew that he must try to make Evangeline understand him. He didn't know why that it was necessary, but he truly felt that it was something that needed to be done. Call it infatuation call it love at first sight call it what you will, but some emotion that Arcanine could not understand made him want this espeon to understand him. Your master is presumptuous, the tall fiery creature said as he turned his attention back to the other pokemorph. I can tell by that look in your eyes that you aren't anymore pleased about me being here now than I am. It speaks for your ignorance on what you and your master are trying to do. Unlike Ilana, Arcanine was not trying to sound condescending. The matter at hand, however, needed to be stressed and it needed to be made quite clearly. If you and your master cannot deal with my attitude with a little more patience and finesse then you should stick to capturing and training your standard pokemon. Most of our kind that are in the wild are there because that is where they want to be and they will fight to the last breathe to stay there. As Arcanine spoke, he moved across the room until he was standing in front of Evangeline, towering over her as he had done earlier that day on the battlefield. The humans who changed us changed all pokemon equally - both trained and wild. Most of the trained pokemorphs, as I can only assume you were by your demeanor with your master, returned to humans after their transformation. The wild ones remained wild, of course. The difference now is that those wild pokemon no longer live off of instinct. They now live off of true free will and they won't just submit if they choose not to. Your goal puts your master's life in significant danger.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Left alone, Evangeline was looking across the room at a towering mass of muscle and power. His fur was wet as hers, and the clothing he wore clung to every curve of him in much the same way hers clung to her. Evangeline listened to his words and carefully considered each of the potent threats and pieces of information as someone picking up clues to a large puzzle. He crossed the room as he spoke, and the Espeon girl was curious as to what his goals were as he spoke. She was curious until he closed the distance between them and stood within her personal space. Her eyebrows knit together in curious concern, and she considered stepping back but held off for the moment. You're very right. She spoke plainly and calmly, a smile painted on her lips to hide the nervous energy that was crackling between them, her breasts mere centimeters from being pressed against his abs with how close he had decided to stand, emphasizing his height as she had to tilt her head back to look upward at him, her ears pinned backward, I don't find it pleasant that you are here. Her eyes closed and she sighed softly, But it was my Master's wish, and I will not question it. She almost felt bad for him, but the seed of guilt would not take root--not against Ilana. His freedom, equality, joy and pleasure meant nothing to her when held up against Ilana's goals. When weighing the needs of this stranger, no matter how handsome, against her most valued connection in life, morality and kindness drifted away like dust in a strong breeze and left her with no ambiguity. It was a terrifying thought, but in that moment, she realized she would torture another creature if it meant Ilana's wishes were fulfilled. When her eyes opened again, it was with a sparkle that could only be called menacing. Her smile, unwavering, took on a hostile glint around sharp canines as she locked eyes with him. But, since you are being so kind as to inform me of my ignorance, allow me to inform you of yours. Her tail swung behind her in a tell-tale sign of her irritation. Ilana is not weak, nor am I. And if you harm her, I will find you while you sleep deeply. It was almost a seductive tone that came from her mouth as she leaned up on her toes to whisper quietly, No matter how long it takes... and I will kill you. When she rocked back on her feet, she was smiling warmly. Her entire body language hid every hint that she had just threatened him. Evangeline was not often violent--she preferred not to be--but any threat, even the most harmlessly intended, on Ilana's life made the Espeon's hackles raise. She did not want to imagine a life without Ilana, and she would die trying to kill anyone who took that away from her. She turned from him and began a short walk across the floor, putting distance between the sparking air between them.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Arcanine could only smirk at Evangeline's threat once she had turned her back to him. She had a fire unlike any female that he had encountered - bravery, strength, determination, beauty, and a protective spirit that rivaled his own. She would have made an absolutely outstanding mate if it weren't for the fact that she was very clearly put-off by the male pokemorph. Of course, that did not mean that Arcanine would stop trying. Quite the contrary, he had one more thing that he wanted to try to catch her interest before he retreated back into his pokeball to dry off. If Evangeline's human emotions were going to obstruct her from seeing Arcanine as a suitable mate, then he would need to tap into her raw instinct. This would, in all reality, have been the way for him to go from the start. Evangeline was a captive pokemorph, and Arcanine was wild. He simply lacked certain etiquette that a tamed pokemon would like. Evangeline, however, would still have all of the instinct that she was born with. Repressed or not, they would still be there. No amount of training or genetic experimentation could change the creature that she had been born as. Knowing that it was crucial for a perspective male to demonstrate and establish a clear chain of dominance when first encountering a female, there was only one thing to do - establish himself before Evangeline retreated to either her pokeball or to the stairwell where Ilana had gone. With that in mind, Arcanine's right hand shot out and made a grab for the espeon's braid. If he managed to grab her, then he would pull her back into him until her back was against his torso.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

The Espeon wasn't going to leave him alone down here initially. She had just wanted space between them so she wasn't barely a centimeter away from his body with her own absorbing his heat like it was drinking a fine wine. It was with no lack of surprise that she felt her braid fall into his grasp and pull at the back of her head with a force that snapped her head back and caused her to stumble back into him. He hadn't seemed upset when she had turned, so she hadn't expected any sort of assault. If Evangeline had noticed even slightly that he had been attracted to her and not just trying to intimidate her, she would have perhaps connected the dots and been prepared for him to use his physical prowess against her slender, much more specialized to her magics, form. Her hands swung out to catch herself, landing against his hips and catching the jeans to keep herself from falling as she thought she might. Her tail fell between his legs, her head against the bottom of his chest and his crotch was nestled against the small of her back. She froze in confusion as her eyes snapped upward to his face. She thought it was a fight she had been dragged back into, and she was fully prepared to defend herself if necessary.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

The assault that Evangeline had been prepared to defend herself from did not come. In fact, the male seemed to be taking a more protective stance over her than anything. While his right hand remained tightly clasped around her braid, his free hand rose to about the height of Evangeline's midriff and his wet, muscular arm wrapped itself around her much smaller frame. Meanwhile, he had lowered his gaze so that their eyes could meet. If his intentions had been construed before, there was no mistaking them now. I was not threatening your little master, Evangeline. I am merely warning you of the dangers that the two of you will face in your quest for this 'perfect team'. I did not attack the two of you when I was released in this room because I once belonged to a small human child myself back before this change. I know that most humans mean well and while I would prefer to still be out on my rock, I know all too well that I am stuck here and that I will have to make the most of it. You can rely on me when it is absolutely necessary. Arcanine's voice was much softer than before. There was still a growl lining every word of his speech but it wasn't an aggressive one. Perhaps it was just a side effect of a pokemorph speaking the human tongue so rarely. You can tell your master yourself that she is welcome to call on me when there is an immediate danger to you or herself, but otherwise I will not just accept this situation for what it is. I liked being free. If you can understand and respect that, then there is no reason that you and I cannot get along. You can pass that on to your master as well.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Evangeline listened to his words lined with a growl that sounded like an almost seductive purr now that she had suddenly been made aware that this was flirtation. The girl's cheeks turned a bright red and her eyes got wide, the hard look in them melting immediately into an embarrassed and slightly giddy nervous glance back and forth between his eyes and his lips. She moved her hands from his hips to in front of her and turned her head down suddenly, unable to escape the closeness of her body next to his with him holding her braid captive. I see. My apologies. I mistook you. She muttered, tail sliding between her legs and away from between his. Her hands clasped together in front of her as she stared at her feet, her voice becoming light and demure again, Ilana is a strong girl, and smart--much smarter than me--I do not fear anything while we are together. She nodded her head, And I will tell her.. um... what you said. Or you can tell her. Whichever you prefer. She reached her hands up over her shoulder to grasp his hand around her braid and begin loosening his fingers around it, gently coaxing him to release his hold on her so she could now escape up the stairs to Ilana's room and away from this intensely strange situation. Evangeline had never had anyone really attracted to her. She certainly hadn't had any Pokemorph express attraction for her. She didn't know how to react, and as such, she was wanting desperately to excuse herself from the situation.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

Evangeline's reaction to this situation was exactly what Arcanine had been hoping for. Bringing her close to him, establishing a degree of protective control over her, and appealing to her natural submissiveness had melted that stone-cold wall of bitch that the espeon woman had put up and had turned her into a confused and conflicted little companion ripe for turning into a mate. Now was not the time to continue, however. Even if Arcanine could fully tap into the espeon's raw instinct and make her want him as though she were in heat, Evangeline wasn't an ordinary pokemon. Her instinct could be overridden by free-will and rational thought just as easily as her it could override them. He had her attention now. If he pushed too hard, he could push her back away. With that in mind, Arcanine allowed the espeon girl to loosen his grip on her braided hair. In turn, he removed his arm from her midriff to allow her to move away from him again, as he was sure she desperately wanted to do. It seemed like the best course of action, given the circumstances. The male pokemorph had managed to appeal to Evangeline's instinctual side but now he would also need to repair some of the damage that had been done to her rational opinion of him. It was then that Arcanine realized just how big of a pain in the ass it was going to be to 'court' a pokemorph. He had a basic understanding of human relationships due to his time as the pet of that rich little girl who had become a rich young woman by the time that Team Plasma had stole him. Still, he wasn't courting a woman. No matter how much Evangeline liked Arcanine on a human level, her instinctual side would need to be just as invested in him. He desperately hoped that this female was going to be worth the effort. On top of needing to conquer both of Evangeline's natures, Arcanine would also need to tolerate Ilana. Putting up with a self-entitled little bitch of a trainer like Ilana had made herself out to be wouldn't be easy for him. For a being so accustomed to doing things his own way, pursuing Evangeline would be a living hell. You tell her, Arcanine spoke as he removed his hands from Evangeline. My interest in you will not change my opinion of your master. She might make you happy, but I have made my point on how important my freedom was to me. Until she gives me good reason to trust and respect her, she will need to speak to me through you.
Thread: The World as it Is (Pokemon RP; NSFW)

By the time that Ilana had made her way back downstairs, Arcanine had made his way across the basement room and retrieved the pokeball that he had been captured in. Disgust pooled in the pit of stomach as he stood there, staring down at the master ball that rested in his hand. He had been freed by Team Plasma. He had been made an equal to humanity so that he would never again have to serve as someone's pet or put on display. Yet here he was, captured by a human child. The only highlight that could be found about his situation was Evangeline, whom was easily the most radiant creature that he had ever seen. She might have been his species exactly, but she was a pokemorph. When Ilana entered the room, the male pokemorph turned his attention from the ball in his hand to the small human girl. Before he could think of anything to say, however, Ilana had began speaking. It was for the better. Before the human girl had offered him and sense of freedom in that moment, whatever would have come out of his mouth would have been venomous. Arcanine knew that to get close to Evangeline, he would need to hold his tongue to this girl. When Ilana was finished, Arcanine held his right arm up to her, again displaying the collar that had been put on his wrist. If you are interested in making me comfortable then remove this accursed device. There is no need for you to concern yourself with where I sleep. I will make my own arrangements outside. The pokemorph's tone had returned to the cold demure that it had held before now that Evangeline was gone. Before you argue, I'll have you know that this is actually my second preferred option. I think that my first would have even less of a chance of being acceptable in your eyes.