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fallers_rpg2019-12-22 09:07 pm
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it's that hat, you know the one
Who: Zahra
What: Zahra has been living like a hermit int he wilderness for the past week. It's high time somebody meets them.
When: December 24th-January 31st
Where: Hau'oli City, Route 2, Route 3
A. Drop the Bass (Hau'oli City)
As much as Christmas Eve is a time for quiet contemplation, holiday spirit, and togetherness, it's also a time for teenagers and young twentiesomethings to party their heineys off; and this goes double for the week leading up to New Year's.
But somebody's got to handle the AV work for these venue-busting events, especially with Team Skull having finally made peace with the local populace and thusly able to shamelessly crash parties and tear things up. (Not that they weren't doing this before, but there's less of a chance of a Jenny getting involved now.) And after hanging with Hideo's group of vaguely thuggish bikers for an extended period of time, Zahra does have the experience.
So they're perched in the booth hanging in the scaffolding of whatever party you're frequenting, carefully monitoring the lights, the sound, the mood of the crowd, the DJ, everything... except for their little baby Deino, Obsidian, who's clumsily nipping her way around the booth. Towards their precariously-placed ankle. It would be cute if it didn't send Zahra tumbling from the scaffolding, hanging by a single hand as they struggle to pull themself up. Normally, this would be an easy task for them, but Obsidian is making things a tad difficult as she panics, flailing around and loosening Zahra's grip every time they're close to safety.
With the light and the heat and the noise and the mosh of the party, it doesn't seem like anybody else has noticed. Maybe you should go up and, you know, make sure they don't die.
B. Menacing Katakana (Route 2)
Fishing is an inherently peaceful activity. Sit down, cast your line, zone out while you wait for wild Pokemon to bite. There still long lulls when it's nothing but you, your thoughts, and nature.
And yet, somehow, there's a palpable aura of menace all around Zahra as their line dangles in the water, mind racing with all the information they've gathered about this new world—and the intriguing way its inhabitants battled using the creatures that ruled it. There were competitions, and professional teams, and metagames, and charts to memorize, and and and
Suffice to say, despite the cold weather, Zahra is liable to spend much of their time hunched over the beach, rod in hand as they contemplate uber-tier teams, type matchups, and movepools; their air of intense, almost furious concentration usually more than enough to deter passers-by and even wild Pokemon.
But even if you're normally put off by the suffocating pressure Zahra exerts whenever they're concentrating, when they bark, "HEY, YOU! HELP ME OUT HERE!" as they fight against their rod while something thrashes in the not-so-deeps resisting their attempts to reel it in... well, they've gotten quite used to giving orders in a commanding voice during crisis situations.
C. Trainer Zahra Wants to Battle! (Route 3)
It's a nice day on the cliffs overlooking the deep blue sea off of Route 3. Flying-types are singing, plant-types are blooming... and Zahra is leaning against the rock, tossing a Pokeball up and down as they stare out into the ocean, expression unreadable. That same energy radiates off of Zahra in waves (appropriate for the setting) while they contemplate the water, albeit less intensely when they were reeling in their biggest catch.
Your presence jolts Zahra out of whatever spell they had put themself under, and they turn to you, gentle smile on their face. "I don't suppose you'd be down for a battle? Me and Obsidian need the practice if we're going to pass the trials."
What: Zahra has been living like a hermit int he wilderness for the past week. It's high time somebody meets them.
When: December 24th-January 31st
Where: Hau'oli City, Route 2, Route 3
A. Drop the Bass (Hau'oli City)
As much as Christmas Eve is a time for quiet contemplation, holiday spirit, and togetherness, it's also a time for teenagers and young twentiesomethings to party their heineys off; and this goes double for the week leading up to New Year's.
But somebody's got to handle the AV work for these venue-busting events, especially with Team Skull having finally made peace with the local populace and thusly able to shamelessly crash parties and tear things up. (Not that they weren't doing this before, but there's less of a chance of a Jenny getting involved now.) And after hanging with Hideo's group of vaguely thuggish bikers for an extended period of time, Zahra does have the experience.
So they're perched in the booth hanging in the scaffolding of whatever party you're frequenting, carefully monitoring the lights, the sound, the mood of the crowd, the DJ, everything... except for their little baby Deino, Obsidian, who's clumsily nipping her way around the booth. Towards their precariously-placed ankle. It would be cute if it didn't send Zahra tumbling from the scaffolding, hanging by a single hand as they struggle to pull themself up. Normally, this would be an easy task for them, but Obsidian is making things a tad difficult as she panics, flailing around and loosening Zahra's grip every time they're close to safety.
With the light and the heat and the noise and the mosh of the party, it doesn't seem like anybody else has noticed. Maybe you should go up and, you know, make sure they don't die.
B. Menacing Katakana (Route 2)
Fishing is an inherently peaceful activity. Sit down, cast your line, zone out while you wait for wild Pokemon to bite. There still long lulls when it's nothing but you, your thoughts, and nature.
And yet, somehow, there's a palpable aura of menace all around Zahra as their line dangles in the water, mind racing with all the information they've gathered about this new world—and the intriguing way its inhabitants battled using the creatures that ruled it. There were competitions, and professional teams, and metagames, and charts to memorize, and and and
Suffice to say, despite the cold weather, Zahra is liable to spend much of their time hunched over the beach, rod in hand as they contemplate uber-tier teams, type matchups, and movepools; their air of intense, almost furious concentration usually more than enough to deter passers-by and even wild Pokemon.
But even if you're normally put off by the suffocating pressure Zahra exerts whenever they're concentrating, when they bark, "HEY, YOU! HELP ME OUT HERE!" as they fight against their rod while something thrashes in the not-so-deeps resisting their attempts to reel it in... well, they've gotten quite used to giving orders in a commanding voice during crisis situations.
C. Trainer Zahra Wants to Battle! (Route 3)
It's a nice day on the cliffs overlooking the deep blue sea off of Route 3. Flying-types are singing, plant-types are blooming... and Zahra is leaning against the rock, tossing a Pokeball up and down as they stare out into the ocean, expression unreadable. That same energy radiates off of Zahra in waves (appropriate for the setting) while they contemplate the water, albeit less intensely when they were reeling in their biggest catch.
Your presence jolts Zahra out of whatever spell they had put themself under, and they turn to you, gentle smile on their face. "I don't suppose you'd be down for a battle? Me and Obsidian need the practice if we're going to pass the trials."
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There was really only one option left. Obsidian was normally quiet, but... "Obsidian, use Roar!" A dark aura appears around the Deino as it charges up. Then, with a burst of explosive force, it lets out a huge roar with enough blowback to hopefully send Alcremie straight back to its ball.
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But unfortunately this isn't going to necessarily make things any better. On the one hand, Alcremie is shot back up into the ball. On the other...
"D-Dii noo!"
Well if you're going to be like THAT- "Audino! Misty Terrain!"
Audino is fortunately a good enough sport that she'll start setting the field- blowing pink mist all about, and immediately lessening the effects of those Dragon moves. "Diiiii nooo~"
Heck.
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language this is a pg-13 game,
"Is your Audino good to fight?" they ask, hesitating before they attack.
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"Diinoooo!"
The 'handicap' of course, is this- it'll take time to swap pokemon out. While Alcremie appears quickly, there's not really time for Yuume to add any commands...not before Zahra at least.
"Cremiii!"
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"Use Acid!" Gurgling, the Toxel hocks a spew of orange acid at the Alcremie. Zahra winces.
Ew.
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"Now! We'll have to work with the disadvantage!" Thank goodness for Misty Terrain though! "DAZZLING GLEAM!" Maybe if they're lucky they'll blind 'm...
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Their smile is almost Seto-esque in its intensity as they point dramatically at Alcremie. "Hideo! Use Belch!
"...you may want to cover your nose for this," they say, before taking their own advice. Toxel belches forth a powerful toxic cloud towards Alcremie.
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"Alcremie!" Yuume shouts. "Get out of the way-!"
It's rather for naught however- and while a stronger pokemon against a bitty baby is something of an advantage, the fact remains- that's a Strong move.
Yuume chews her lip. On the one hand, the pokemon on the sidelines need a break. But frankly, Alcremie needs a bit of a break as well...decisions...decisions...
"Tch- Sorry about this..! Alcremie, return!" she commands, bringing out the next ball once again. "Now...AUDINO!"
The Audino is back....and this time, she's charging, bringing a fist back as she glows pink. "SECRET POWER!"
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"You rested up, Obsidian? Let's tear it up!" Out comes Obsidian, pawing the ground and imitating a (regular) roar at... an adorably low volume. D'aw. After Yuume calls out Secret Power, Zahra says, "Alright, Obsidian. Assurance!" Growling, Deino charges at Audino... only to get her clocked clean by Audino. It was inevitable; Audino was at a higher level and was generally a faster Pokémon.
But that's what Zahra was counting on. Adrenaline rushing through her veins, Obsidian manages to hold on, and bite back with a dark aura surrounding it. After all, Assurance's power doubles when the user was hurt before it was used.
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"Just one more time!" Yuume calls- after all, Audino isn't some one-trick pony. For all that she's made for support and healing... "TAKE DOWN!"
Well this'll hurt. Especially since it looks like Audino is doing some kind of flip back onto herself! (To be fair, that IS a self-damaging move...)
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Crunch. A Sitrus Berry is eaten, and Obsidian shakes its head, forcefully coming out of the daze. Zahra snaps their fingers—a signal they've developed to mean "same move as last time"—and Obsidian leaps at Audino with another Assurance, slamming into Yuume's Pokémon with incredible force.
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Audino isn't down for the count yet- they rub their middle, and scowl, but they're not down just yet. As the field fades out however, Yuume narrows her eyes- an eeriely familiar look that would perhaps on someone else be followed by biting words and violent plays.
Instead. "Audino- I think that's enough. We won't push the others, neh?"
"Auuudii?" The pokemon isn't returned to the ball, but she does start walking back to her trainer's side, albeit with some hesitation.
"Aaah." Yuume nods to Zahra. "You fight well- all things considered, you fight like someone who's done a fair bit of training already," she adds, crossing her arms. "But that's enough; they need a rest, and you've had more than a few good hits."
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"Yeah. I want to be the very best, like no one ever was. You know?" Zahra says this without a trace of irony. They give Yuume an appraising look, eyebrow arched. "I- you look a lot like a jackass I knew back on my homeworld. Could you- I mean...
"Do you know the name Kaiba?"
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Yuume doesn't have much time to be amused by the statement however, instead arching a brow with what Zahra follows with. "Ah...'jackass' seems like a rather unflattering..." Why would you compare her to some jerk you know, wh-
O
oh
Yuume blinks- but rather than answering immediately, pauses. She of course wouldn't hesitate back home. After all, even with everything 'under the bridge'...the baggage was there. And she was more used to Souryuu, rather than Kaiba. But here...
It was a different story here. Why, her very avoidance had made her (many greats) uncle assume the worst. 'I've left a stain', he'd declared, as if there was no doubt he could only bring it to ruin.
Even though that was far from the case.
She breathes- looking...unsure- decidedly more like her closer relative than the one there, this time around.
Seto Kaiba was good at making certain no one saw him in that sort of mood, after all.
"...I do. It's...my name, actually," she chuckles, scratching her cheek. "Kaiba Yuume- though, admittedly, I tend to use the name attached to my work membership- 'Souryuu'." Hah, pale dragon...
"Really though, Yuume is quite fine."
*dial-up noises*
...
"No. No way. I refuse to believe that Kaiba Seto fucked ever in his entire life."
harsh,
Reality...preserved...
Ahaha-
"Ah...t...truthfully, I don't believe he ever had a chance..." Maybe too much info. But! "Ah...if you know Seto however, I suspect you know Mokuba then...Mokuba would be my Great Great grandfather- though, I often shorten it to Great Grandfather...."
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Look.
The day Seto is attracted to anything that doesn't have scales and can't breathe fire is the day Zahra will stop making fun of him.
(Maybe.)
Mokuba being Yuume's ancestor causes an entirely different kind of cognitive dissonance. Zahra blinks rapidly, opens their mouth, closes it, raises their index finger, lowers it, and shrugs. "...okay, I can see that. Kind of weird to think about considering he's, like, fourteen when I'm from, but good on him!
"I'm Mazaki Zahra." They extend a hand, smiling. "Duel King—in my time, at least. I hope that somebody managed to dethrone me in the, what, hundred years that passed between your time and mine?"
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Ahhhh...sorry, sorry... But! "As it stands, my focus is a little more distant than that admittedly- I study archaeology after all..."
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The other thing that Yuume said finally processes, and all the color drains from Zahra's face. "what did you say about dimensional war"
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The choking stops, and she straightens up. "Ah...I... ...I'm sorry," she begins gently. "It's...not too far beyond where your time is, but it's far enough from my own that..." Ahhh...
She sighs. "The dimensional war occurred when the four dimensions began to grow aware of the other- Synchro, Xyz, Fusion, and Pendulum; all named for the unique summons that were otherwise naturally formed from the cards to each. One attached the other, another moved to aid... ...at the end of it, peace was certainly attained, but it was a battle that left its consequences indeed."
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"Fuck."
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"It's alright now...it has been for some time, actually...when I say the consequences, I simply mean the side effects on dueling. I suspect that it sped the process of certain developments a fair amount by necessity, you see. Otherwise...mmm...well at the very least, compared to incidents in ancient history, this may well be an age of shadow that doesn't actually end."