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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 4:41 pm
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Greal was much too large to enter this part of the forest, Rosie didn't need the stubbornness of her Sawsbuck not pursuing the man to realize that. Instead a different option was considered, and executed.
"Pop, go after him, But be careful!" bursting forth from an explosion of pink, the shiny Lopunny, long ears tossed out behind her as the smaller form pushed to her feet. Shooting a glance over her shoulder to the Sawsbuck supporting two trainers, she shoot him an amused sneer Greal narrowed his eyes lightly at the tease, but watched as with a crouch, sprinkling her thick legs before she leaped off into the forest after where the sounds of yelling had come from.
Rosie dismounted Grealhorn, looking over at Lin, then over at Zal. "Lin, are you okay? what happened?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 5:13 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 5:13 pm
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Lin snarled, unhappy as the man slipped away again, leaving him to find himself, after he'd aimed the punch, falling into the dirt. "Oh for... Arse!" He muttered, pushing himself up, and then leaning to one side as a Whirlwind, and then a Lopunny, was sent after the fleeing man.
He assumed he was fine; scuffed up, a little scratched, but nothing he'd consider worrying about; he got dirt on himself all the time, anyway. "That guy came down from uphill- near enough ran into us..." He frowned, then blinked and pointed toward where the man had thrown the unconscious... er, what was that pokémon anyway? He really needed to start learning their names better. "He threw a pokémon; looked hurt... And he pulled a knife on Jeeves' vines!" He spun, and looked for the little grass type, who had followed him back out of the brush, and offered a small salute. No real damage done. "You okay?" The Snivy gave a brief nod.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 5:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 5:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 6:07 pm
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"Sneasel..." Lin repeated the name, committing it to memory. It was kind of a neat looking thing, he supposed, but he'd rather have met it awake, and unharmed. "What can we do for, uh, him?" He asked, of Rosie, as Jeeves made his way back over to Moriko, bidding her to come out further onto the track and wait. The boy blinked as the Lopunny reappeared, and gave her 'report' regarding Rem. He moved slightly aside, so Luke could move more easily into the forest, in the direction given, but stayed where he was for the moment; he didn't want to rush off without knowing what they could do for the Sneasel, but neither did he want to get back onto the path when he felt like, where he was, he could more quickly follow after Luke if needed.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 6:40 pm
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Perplexed as well by what Pop was gesturing too, she wouldn't know if she didn't go find out as well. Greal would do little help in the dence trees, so the larger pokemon was returned, following Luke, though she bend down to gather the Sneasel into her arms, holding it to her chest and walking over to follow Luke and Pop, though pausing by Lin "For now lets take him with us. Come on."
She had one hand free to be able to part her way through the bushes, following Pop's lead, With Luke not far ahead.
It was obvious where they were heading, as the swearing and struggling continued seemingly stationary. The reason would become quite odvious, as they drew closer to some bushes, hanging up, several feet from the ground, was a makeshift net, balled up. a struggling form tangled within it, trying to get a limb free and swearing the entire time.
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 7:29 pm
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Rem sat beneath the man swaying in the net, watching him with a cheeky expression in her features. She wasn't responsible for his current conditions, but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy his distressed discomfort.
Luke paused as he approached the area, turning, confused, to the following trainers. It was a relief to see that Rem was fine, but the fact that the man was ensnared in what clearly resembled a trap of human design was questionable. If one wanted to catch a pokemon, a pokeball was obviously the easier choice…
For the time being, however, the man who had apparently threatened Lin and treated a pokemon like a projectile weapon had been detained, and it didn't appear that he had any means of breaking free on his own. "Hey," Luke said, interrupting the steady stream of swears, "who are you? What are you doing out here?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 7:38 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 8:22 pm
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Luna's progress through the dense foliage became much more difficult the further they went, causing the dark Rapidash to lag behind the others. Luckily they all stopped and dismounted, so Sera did the same, and rather than try to push her fire-type to try and get through, she simply recalled her instead. A quick switch of pokeballs saw three more released in her place - Isabella, Jacques, and Agatha - as Sera moved to join the others. The unconscious Sneasel was hardly noted once she arrived, as her attention focused much more on the man trapped in the net. She hadn't seen his actions, but she wasn't deaf. "Sounds like some kind of a*****e," she quipped, then turned to Luke curiously. "Can I see your cane?"
Agatha hissed lightly before she leaped into the trees, easily climbing up and peering curiously down at the Sneasel Rosie held, before she moved to hang out directly above the trapped human. Well well, what had this chump gotten himself into? Isabella and Jacques, on the other hand, stayed near Sera's side, though the latter not without some obvious and vocal amusement.
Nicolette had dismounted and recalled Epona as well, even though the Rapidash hadn't had as much trouble as Luna, and she joined the small group as well. Mention of unpleasant things, plus the presence of the trap, caused her some discomfort, and she found herself gravitating towards Luke and Rosie, the former especially. "What's going on?" She whispered uncertainly, half-raising her hands to fidget with them a bit. What happened? Where had the net come from, and why was this man trapped in it..? What about knives?
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 8:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 8:54 pm
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:01 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 9:17 pm
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