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Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

And what makes you even think you have anything I want? Misty frowned, pulling a Pokeball from her bag beside her. Sure, the boy was handsome....but that cockiness....Her eyebrow, and fist, twitched when he mentioned wearing something sexy, already talking like he was going to win. Why you cocky little.... She tapped the button on her Pokeball and tossed it out quickly, a moment later a large Gyarados appearing in the tank of water, roaring loudly at both Yanmega and the boy. When I win I'm going to make you get down on your knees and beg for forgiveness!
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

The young man, Adam stared up at the large Gyarados and smirked as he heard Misty talk to him again. Well if it's any consolation, by the end of our date, you will be on your knees begging as well. he said smugly as he decided to start the battle. Let's not postpone this any longer shall we? The Yanmega flitted and flew around the gymnasium keeping it's distance from the larger Gyarados. Adam wasn't the least intimidated. He had seen pokemon as tiny as a Hoppip beat pokemon as big as Snorlax. It wasn't anything to get him worried. Yanmega, start us off with an Air Slash! Adam watched and waited to see Misty and Gyarados' response.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Why you filthy...perverted... Misty growled angrily, if they hadn't already started the Pokemon battle she'd go over there and beat the crap out of him herself for a comment like that. Gyarados! Dive under the water and then use Hydro Pump! It soon became clear why the water tank was so large. The Gyarados easily dove beneath the surface where it was protected from the air slash attack, before a huge torrent of water suddenly burst forth straight towards the flying bug Pokemon.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Oh it's so cute when you get all flustered. Trust me. You hate the idea now but it grows on you so to speak. he said laughing a bit. The young trainer was hoping to get the redheaded leader to get too distracted to battle wisely. It hadn't worked just yet but he could make it work usually. Adam spoke up once more. Yanmega, dodge it quick and use supersonic. As Yanmega moved away from the streams of water, weaving in and out, it finally stopped to shoot out a supersonic noise which would confuse Gyarados. Unfortunately, some water managed to find it's way to Yanmega's wings, forcing the pokemon to land on one of the islands in the middle of the pool. Adam took advantage of this opportunity for Yanmega to use Sunny Day to dry out it's wings.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

This boy was really starting to piss her off, but Misty quickly calmed herself, trying to regain her composure. He was trying to distract her from the battle, make her focus on him instead of his Pokemon. Before Misty could issue another command to Gyarados however the confusion hit, or at least partially. The water distorted it, but it still had an effect, Gyarados starting to thrash around in the tank. Its tail emerged from beneath the surface, thrashing around, and by sheer luck came crashing down on the platform that Yanmega had stranded itself on, sending the platform to the very bottom of the water tank.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Adam's eyes went wide as her wild beast beat down his precious Yanmega by sheer dumb luck. He gritted his teeth and called back his injured Yanmega. Yanmega return. He shouted as the pokeball pulled back his creature. He frowned a bit and said, You got lucky with that one. You won't get as lucky with my next pokemon. He tossed out his next pokeball, which contained a large Empoleon. The pokemon struck a fierce intimidating pose before it hopped under the water swimming in and out quickly. EMPOLEON! Use Metal Claw!. The Empoleon breached the surface of the water and lunged at the large Gyarados with it's Metal Claw attack.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

That's what you get for underestimating me Misty couldn't help but smirk as she watched the Yanmega being returned to its Pokeball, Gyarados seeming to calm as the confusion wore off, its head once more emerging from the water just in time for Empoleon to appear. Gyarados let out a terrifying roar at the other Pokemon, then dove under the water after it. Gyarados! Misty couldn't get a command out in time to prevent the Metal Claw attack from striking, Gyarados reeling back and slamming into the side of the water tank, but not out just yet. Gyarados! Use a bite attack! The large Pokemon lunged forward with a mighty stroke of its tail, streaking towards Empoleon with its fangs bared.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Adam smirked once the Metal Claw attack landed against the Gyarados' scaly skin. The young man shouted out once the sea serpent pokemon lunged forward towards his smaller Empoleon. The penguin pokemon waited for it's master's command and reacted, hearing Adam say, ICE BEAM! Empoleon unleashed a large white beam, layering ice over the pool and the Gyarados.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Gyarados was midway through it's attack and had little chance to dodge, taking the force of the Ice Beam head on. The attack itself wasn't the only thing that harmed the Pokemon, it's momentum carried it straight into a slab of ice that had been formed, Misty gasping as the Gyarados struggled to stay conscious. Return! She quickly pulled the Pokemon back before it could take anymore damage, reaching for another Pokeball. One a piece it seems.... She expanded her second Pokeball, before tossing it out. Starmie, go! The star shaped Pokemon formed in the water and immediately dove under. Starmie! Use Whirlpool! The pokemon quickly began to spin beneath the waters surface, creating strong currents, starting to form a whirlpool in the center of the tank, gradually pulling in more and more of the water, and whatever was inside of it.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Empoleon quickly got caught up in the whirlpool, although Adam didn't seem to be worried. Go with it, Empoleon! he shouted through the water as the penguin quickly swam in tune with the whirlpool, going around and around faster and faster. Drill peck! The Empoleon began to twirl around as it gained speed as it grew closer and closer, until it finally jumped out to slam into Starmie with a Drill Peck attack.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

The Starmie couldn't stop spinning as the Empoleon streaked towards it, though the fast rate of its spin was enough to deflect some of the attacks force. It was however enough to send Starmie into its own vortex, before being flung into the side of the water tank, barely able to stay floating in the water, injured and disoriented from the attack. Starmie! Misty frowned, the Pokemon could likely continue fighting, but it would be too dangerous. Starmie, return! Misty quickly recalled the Pokemon, then reached for another. Last Pokemon.... She stared at it, tapping the button to expand the ball. Lantern! As the Pokemon appeared in the water, it may not have looked very tough, but it was very dangerous. Not only a water Pokemon, but an electric type aswell....and in a tank filled with water that was very dangerous indeed.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Adam smirked a bit and said, Well then cutey pie, looks like you are gonna be spending a bit of time with me on our date. I promise that you and me will have such a good time, you won't ever want it to end. Empoleon jumped up out of the water staggering a bit as it tried to balance itself. The pokemon was on it's last leg after that drill peck. Empoleon stumbled a bit as Adam said, Empoleon. You still okay? Empoleon turned around and struck a fierce pose for it's master. Good work buddy. Use Shadow Claw. Empoleon dove under the water and weaved in and out of the columns, moving closer to Lanturn until it was ready to strike.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Hmph.....cocky fool.... Misty folded her arms, watching as the Empoleon stayed in the water, moving quickly towards her Lantern, seemingly moving in a way as if it was trying to avoid attacks. Lantern! Thunderbolt! The advantage of having the Pokemon in this large water tank soon became clear. With the Pokemon submerhed underwater there was no need for Lantern to even try and aim its attacks. The second it unleashed the bolt of electricity, the entire tank became electrified, spreading the attack to every single point, esuring that it hit Empoleon with near full force.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Adam frowned as he watched his strong Empoleon taken down by Lanturn's electric attack. He held out his pokeball calling back Empoleon. Okay then. Looks like we are down to the final bit. I got my trump card all prepared. He tossed his pokeball out only for a push lawnmower to appear. The lawnmower suddenly grew green eyes and a row of sharp teeth as it bounced from pad to pad in the middle of the tank before Adam smirked once more, Rotom! Use Shadowball! The pokemon-possessed lawnmower formed a large shadowy ball that it shot at Lanturn.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Misty was confused at first by the appearance of a lawnmower....though when she heard that name her eyes widened. Rotom? That was a very rare Pokemon indeed....how had this guy managed to get his hands on one? Still, that didn't matter, what did matter was that this thing was an electric type....it would be resistant to her attacks. Lanturn! Use whirlpool! The Lanturn was struck by the shadowball, phased but not out, then quickly started to move, beginning to form another whirlpool in the large water tank. Misty wanted to throw the Rotom off balance whilst it was on one of those platfoms, hopefully enough to disorient it whilst she attacked.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

Adam smirked a bit and said, Don't think you are gonna beat Rotom that easily! The young man looked at his Rotom and shouted out. Rotom! Use Leaf Storm and then use eject! The lawnmower pokemon jumped up and down excitedly as a flurry of razor sharp leaves swirled around the whirlpool at rapid speeds. Then Rotom rolled off the edge quickly slinging itself into the whirlpool only to eject from the lawnmower and float safely above the whirlpool, leaving Lanturn trapped in a whirlpool of Leaf Storm and 1 lawnmower.
Thread: A lonely gym leader (fandom x alzayin2099)

A grass type attack? Misty hadn't been expecting that from a Rotom, though given its form she supposed it made sense. Damnit.... She growled, looking over at Lanturn. Lanturn! Use a Surf attack! The Pokemon quickly stopped spinning, ceasing the whirlpool and attempting instead to create a tidal wave to disperse the leaves and lawnmower coming towards it, though it was too little too late. The attacks hit Lanturn at a reduced force, throwing the Pokemon into the side of the water tank. It wasn't out just yet, but it was certainly dazed. Lanturn! Use Hydro Pump! The Water Pokemon quickly started moving, attempting to hit Rotom with a powerful blast of water.
Thread: Online Meetings [ShortSighted and ikoshama]

15 year old Mandy was just like every typical teenager. The only problem was she didn't really have any friends and spent most of her time in her room on her computer while doing her homework. Her parents had allowed her to have internet to get her out of the way and she was glad as it meant that she didn't need to be in the same room as them when they fought. For the last few months she'd been talking to a guy that claimed to be 18 and today had being the same. After school she'd gotten home to her mother and father shouting and screaming, retreated to her room and instead of doing her homework had gone online to talk instead. After telling her friend about her parents once again fighting, he'd suggested meeting up with her to take her mind of things. After some hesitation, Mandy agreed and so here she was sitting on a park bench waiting for him to show up. Whereas he'd asked for a picture of her in one of their chats, she hadn't asked for one of him. She'd sent one to him of her from school. She was sitting down in a black short skirt, and a white shirt, a black neck tie to. Her long red hair falling down her back and her green eyes staring at the camera. Mandy was rather good looking, standing at around 5'5 for her age with 36c boobs, and weighing around 130lbs. She had some nice curves on her. She sat on the bench in her school uniform still. Her eyes scanned the park as the sun was starting to set and Mandy waited patiently, looking for anyone that might resemble an 18 year old boy. Little did she know that he'd told her a few small lies and had different plans for her.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

Samantha leaned against the back wall, carefully affecting boredom as she listened to the man ranting at the front of the room. The usual Separatist jargon, denouncements of the AIs, sweeping statements about attacks and similar acts... she'd heard it all before, and knew that less than one claim in a hundred had any veracity. She was actually watching the people at the front of the gathering. They were quieter than the others, their faces less animated, their appearance more conservative and casual. They were 'real' separatists, effective and capable terrorists, and she'd been very, very frightened since they'd arrived. Samantha, a curvy, dark-haired woman had originally joined the separatists with her then-boyfriend. After splitting up, and after becoming aware of their real goals and methods, she'd willingly contacted the runcible AI and turned herself into a secret agent. She'd had some successes, hence the arrival of the offworlders... they'd come to 'hunt the leak', nobody imagining that Samantha could be it. She was well trusted by the others, and privy to a lot of high-level information. She just hoped she'd survive long enough to get it somewhere useful.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

ECS Agent James Marrow, tall, blond, carrying more concealed weaponry than he really knew what to do with, stood on the the bridge of the Thief of Time , a chainglass bubble that made it seem like he was floating in space, and looked at the planet below. It was the second of five worlds, one huge gas giant closest to the star, then this ball of dark rock, striped with greenish bands of cloud, then another Jovian planet and two tiny frozen worlds farther out. It was called Prejudice, which Marrow thought did not bode well for any off-worlders. But he had been to worlds with any variety of designations, many of which did not bear any resemblence to their names. Murder had been a largely peaceful place, what he would have thought of as a garden world. Some AIs had a really messed up sense of humour. Thief hung in orbit over the dark side of Prejudice, chameleonware effectively hiding it from any prying eyes or inquisitive scans, while Marrow considered his plan of action. There was a Seperatist cell operating done there, probably more than one, trying to secede from the Polity or to just cause as much mayhem as possible before being brought down. The futility of their actions never seemed to slow them down or put a stop to their murderous antics - men who felt they had nothing to lose were often the most dangerous, a fact which Marrow knew well enough. They had somebody on the inside here, a woman currently known only as Samantha, who had joined the cause when things here were going well for the seperatists. A few small successes, mostly minor acts of terrorism, bombs planted in sensitive areas and so on, but nothing really to worry about so far. But success made people grow bold, and so Marrow had come to get their informant out before she was discovered, to learn what she knew about other cells. What happened after that wasn't really much of his concern.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

Agent Marrow. All of the Ship AI's had their quirks. Thief of Time's was that she didn't like talking directly to passengers, using subminds or consoles or drones. This was the flat, empty tones of a submind, probably the one responsible for the life support systems again. Please proceed to the shuttle bay. The shuttle there will drop you just outside the runcible port... there is a visitor spaceport there as well. Your contact has been assigned by the cell to watching the port for visitors. The door hissed open pointedly. Down on the planet, Samantha stifled a sigh of relief as the meeting finally broke up. She avoided meeting the gaze of the offworlders, simply ducking out of one of the side doors and making her way to the port causeways. She actually enjoyed the port-watching duty... she could while away the time watching people arrive and depart, pretending they were on urgent missions, dreaming of being one of them. The AI, in their rare, secret communications, had hinted at a more direct contact arriving. She knew enough to know that her cell wasn't normally important enough for that level of attention... and one such as herself weren't normally told, unless they needed to be involved. It didn't take long to combine it with the arrival of the offworlders and realise that she herself was in serious danger, and that a lot of trouble was approaching.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

Marrow sighed. He liked AIs to be a little more communicative than this one he didn't even know its name. He assumed it was Thief, since ship AI was usually named for the ship that was its body, or perhaps the other way around. He didn't spare it much thought because a man could spend a lifetime trying to figure out the ineffable mind of an AI and still end up with more questions than when he started. It didn't want to talk to him, so he didn't want to talk to it. Besides, he had other, more pressing matters to worry about just now. He went out the door the AI had obligingly opened and followed the corridors to a cargo bay. The gravplates that lined the centre of the tunnels were set to mimic the gravity of the world below, a comfortable 0.9, for him to be accustomed to it. Which showed that maybe Thief cared a little more for its human passengers than it seemed. The shuttle was a boxy metallic shape lacking weapons and fitted with hardshields only sufficient to ward off impacts from such space junk as might be expected in orbit above an occupied world. It had no offensive weapons, only meteorite defense lasers which would be of little or no use against another ship, even if it was close enough for them to be effective. It was, in fact, a junker. But since there was no other way to get to the surface, he clambered in, and let the AI run through the preflight checks and guide the vessel from the bay and into the star-marked darkness beyond. Accessing his personal netspace though his aug he saw that there was nothing of any interest in his inbox. It was going to be a boring hour until landing.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

Agent Marrow, This time the voice was melodious, soft to the point of shyness. None of the subminds bothered with voice modulation, and the shuttle's comms panel showed the communication coming from the ship. It must be the AI itself. Text flickered across the screen, and his aug flagged a note saying that copies had been sent to it. The melodious voice continued, a sort of breathy ripple that sounded like she was murmuring into his ear. The situation has become more serious. Three individuals have joined the local cell... they were last observed as part of an incident over the Line. The incident is classified, but I can tell you that it resulted in the destruction of an attack-class Polity vessel, as well as the deaths of more than five hundred thousand colonists. Contra-terrene devices were used by the Separatists. The communication line was abruptly disconnected. The files were a series of reports... some showing blurred pictures of the three individuals, some showing that seventeen energy signals similar to those given off by passive CTDs had been detected in the area he was flying to, and one a comprehensive report of the current cell's activity to date. The shuttle cruised steadily, if a little noisily, into the atmosphere and then curved down for a slightly rough landing on a small pad. The door opened to show a noisy crowd milling about on the other side of the fence... the planet obviously had a healthy traveling culture.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

CTDs, thought Marrow. Fuck. But seventeen of the anti-matter warheads was far more than he had thought. They were not easy for anyone to come by, at least for anyone working outside ECS. Which meant that they had somebody, probably more than one somebody, working on the inside. And that was almost unheard of. Most were found out before they could siphon off funds or armaments to their organisation, and... steps were taken, discrete steps, to ensure that whoever was involved wouldn't be causing trouble like that again. There were always people waiting for bodies, even slightly used ones. Marrow was on the ramp and down it even before it had finished lowering to the surface of the landing pad. There was the usual mob of people one found in a place like this. Waiting for people they knew to arrive, others seeing friends or family safely off on their journey, a bunch of people lurking around without anything to do other than watching the various comings and goings. Marrow himself, dressed in a long dust-coloured coat, a dark sleeveless shirt and camo fatigues, didn't exactly fit in. He didn't entirely stand out either. Carefully applying an expression of someone a little lost to his features, he accessed a map of the place through his aug. The landing pads, mostly for smaller shuttles, were to the west of the runcible and both were placed together at the northern end of a long causeway lined with the sort of places that sold over-priced local rubbish to tourists. In the south was the port town proper, which didn't seem to have a name. Highrises mostly, office buildings and residences. Nothing special, pretty much what he was expecting of a world like this. Beyond it would be wildernesses left over from terraforming, large swathes of skarch trees, mosses and algaes. Prehaps some wildlife too, accidentally brought in through the runcible or deliberately released as game. Know that he had orientated himself sufficiently, he found a seat on a bench and applied himself to spotting whoever the seperatists had sent to keep an eye on the comings and goings.
Thread: The Shadow of Polity (Qedesha and Graid)

There was only one way in and out of the complex... it was a big gate, but it was a bottleneck nonetheless. This was normally considered sufficient... the runcible AI knew practically every particle that entered or left the spoon, and there were serious checks on the cargos that the shuttles brought in, so why need more than a final gate. The capabilities of the Separatists here made it obvious that it wasn't in fact enough, but that was a question still to be solved. The single gate made it easy for Samantha to watch the people, her discrete, high-quality aug helping her scan the flow of people for suitable warning signs. She was very easy for him to spot, a rather attractive, comfortably dressed woman leaning against the gate wall, seemingly just watching the crowds together with the other hangers-on. To Marrow's ECS-trained attention to detail, however, she was obvious... it was the perfect watching place, she had a smooth, regular way of scanning faces that spoke of long practice, and of course she matched the single picture the AI had filtered out. She hadn't seen him yet, being focused on the nearby swarm of people.