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 From Sinnoh to Midgar, Semi-Open - Friends Only
Wes
 Posted: Jan 15 2018, 10:50 PM
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Wes took shelter behind the scrap of concrete and metal that used to be a wall, the sandstorm raging all around him. A terrified wild Combee was hiding under his long coat, trying to stay out of the harsh weather that would surely tear him apart. Over the howling wind, a laugh could be heard, spiteful and mocking.

Figures that they would end up in this mess.

Following rumors of a Trainer with an extremely aggressive Hippowdon, Wes had ended up in Edge. There he found a Cipher Peon ready to beat up another Trainer after he defeated the poor kid's Pokemon. The ensuing confrontation resulted in a chase into the ruins of Midgar and an innocent Combee nearly getting mauled by the Peon's Shadow Pokemon. Now they were all in this mess together.

The vibes that came from Hippowdon were bad enough. The ones that Wes was picking up from their surroundings - a ruined city of broken hopes and lost lives - were even worse, hurting much more than the sand striking his face. Just being down here was distracting, and he couldn't afford to be distracted now. He tried focusing on the one burning point some distance ahead that was Hippowdon.

That Pokemon was the only Shadow Pokemon he could pinpoint right now. It was difficult to detect others, if there were any.

Having recalled his other Pokemon earlier in order to protect them from the sandstorm, Wes glanced at Skarmory, perched on a nearby wall, sharp talons digging effortlessly into the building material. To the steel bird, this weather was nothing. Orre's sandstorms were much worse and Skarmory enjoyed those. "We've got to get to that Hippowdon!" Skarmory cawed in agreement. "I'm counting on you to lead the way." Wes' shades were protecting his eyes from the sand, but he still couldn't see very far ahead, so he needed to rely on his Pokemon's sharp sight.

Spreading his bladed wings wide, Skarmory took off. After murmuring some reassurance to the Combee hiding under his coat that they would make it out of here alive, Wes followed, plunging into the sand.
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Black
 Posted: Feb 3 2018, 11:43 AM
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Black had been around the block enough times to know trouble when he saw it. And, when that trouble involved Pokemon in some way, Black had an innate sense to know it.

That was what he felt when he entered the ruins of Midgar, the more or less abandoned city that was attached to its twin, Edge. Black rarely came into the ruins, usually finding no reason to go there. It wasn't really a hotbed for wild Pokemon. Normally, one found trouble there in the form of bandits. While Black would deal with them when he needed to, he wasn't always the most equipped to go after them on his own.

Not that he was really ever on his own; he always had his Pokemon with him. But, he also preferred if they weren't being attacked by people with swords and guns.

It was a sandstorm Black found once he got well enough into the area. The sand stung his cheeks as he walked in, and he immediately let out Tyranitar. She stood in front of him, blocking him out from a lot of the swirling sand. He held onto her tail so he wouldn't lose her.

"There's something going on in here," he called out up to her. "Let's find out what it is."

She grunted in response before she lunged into the sandstorm, moving slow enough that Black was able to easily keep up with her.

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Wes
 Posted: Feb 3 2018, 11:33 PM
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That guy out there was still laughing at them. Fucking Peon. When Wes got his hands on the bastard, he was punching him in the gut. Hard.

With Skarmory leading the way and Combee still hiding in the space under his coat, Wes silently moved through the sandstorm, getting closer to his intended targets - the Peon and his Hippowdon. There were still no visible signs of them ahead, but they were there. Skarmory's body language informed him that the bird had noticed others nearby, though.

"Who is it?" Wes asked the Pokemon, knowing that he didn't have to worry about the Peon hearing them. The sand swallowed up his words before they could go further than Skarmory's ears. Skarmory cawed and pointed his beak towards where he noticed movement; his tone of voice suggested that whoever they were, they were familiar faces. "Alright. Find 'em."

Skarmory started heading that way and Wes followed. Soon enough, a large and familiar silhouette appeared in the howling sand.
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Black
 Posted: Feb 9 2018, 11:30 AM
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The sand blowing around was cutting. Black would definitely admit - hand on his heart and all that fancy jazz - that he didn't like it. In Unova, there was a desert. Black had been there several times while traversing his home region. Sometimes, the weather there could get kind of bad, but Black normally avoided it when that was the case. One was more likely to run into a wild Pokemon jumping out of the sand than really bad weather that prevented one from being able to see more than two feet in front of their face.

As he and Tyranitar continued through the blowing sand, figures came up in front of them. Tyranitar stopped, growing slightly. Black was able to hear the rumble in her, so he peered around her large body into the sand. He could feel some of it sting his face, but he ignored it. Because he was able to recognize that silhouette up ahead.

"Wes!" he called. His voice was partially swallowed up by the blowing sand and he wasn't fully sure if Wes was even able to hear him. "Let's get closer," he said, urging his Tyranitar forward so they could go speak to Wes and his Pokemon. He kept Tyranitar in between them, just in case he was wrong. Tyranitar would be able to react quickly enough if she needed to.

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Wes
 Posted: Feb 11 2018, 01:17 AM
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It was Black. Wes could barely hear him, but he was pretty sure that it was him. The Trainer continued walking until he was able to clearly see Black. With him was the Tyranitar that Wes had caught at Mt. Moon and traded to the kid. Like Skarmory, she seemed right at home in this kind of weather. The bird landed on a pile of debris once everyone was close enough to each other to speak.

"Funny meeting you in a place like this." Not really. Pokemon Trainers were, by nature, curious. Sometimes too curious for their own good. They also had a tendency to jump into things if they sense a problem. "Are you holding up alright?" Nobody wanted to be caught up in a sandstorm - one that their Pokemon didn't cause, anyway. But Wes was used to it and besides, his outfit was designed to protect him in weather such as this. Black looked like he wasn't quite as prepared.

One of the more important things was to keep the sand out of his eyes. Trying to see through a sandstorm was bad enough, but trying to see through it while there was sand in your eyes was even worse. Danger could lurk anywhere in here, but at least Wes knew exactly where the source of this sandstorm was. Once he was sure that Black was okay, he was going after it.
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Black
 Posted: Feb 13 2018, 03:04 PM
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It actually was Wes. Black was relieved. If it hadn't been Wes, Black would have two choices - either being embarrassed that he assumed someone was his friend when they weren't or being attacked. He was glad he figured it out right.

"I'm okay," Black said with a grin. "I've been in deserts before. Unova's got a pretty big one. I won't lie. I've been traipsing through it multiple times. Normally, it isn't this bad though." He glanced around, keeping his hat tilted downward so it helped block any of the sand attempting to blow into his eyes.

"How's this even happening anyways?" Black said. He jerked a thumb over his shoulder, indicating the way he came. "Further down, there's nothing and no one in the city seems to even have noticed this is happening this far into Midgar." He didn't get it. It was a self-contained sandstorm in an area that simply didn't get sandstorms. He only ever seen this happen during...

Wait.

"Is there a Pokemon involved?" he asked, looking back at Wes.

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Wes
 Posted: Feb 13 2018, 11:44 PM
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Black was alright. Wes knew the kid was a lot tougher than he looked, so maybe he shouldn't have to worry about him. Still, considering that one of his enemies from back home was causing the problems here, he felt like the safety of everyone in the area was his responsibility.

Anyway, only a few things could cause a sandstorm like this to appear in an area where it shouldn't be, especially one that only covered a limited area. Wes nodded. "I chased a Cipher Peon down into the ruins. His Shadow Hippowdon whipped up this sandstorm." He looked off in the direction where he knew the Peon and his Hippowdon were waiting. "Don't know yet if he's got more Shadow Pokemon, but even having that one makes him dangerous to anyone he runs into. Right, Combee?"

The small Pokemon's trio of faces peeked out from under Wes' coattails. Combee voiced his agreement, then quickly ducked back into hiding. That scary Hippowdon nearly killed him, so he would know!
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Black
 Posted: Feb 16 2018, 07:46 PM
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So it was someone guy from Cipher out here causing the problems? Whoa, boy. Black honestly didn't see that one coming. While he knew about Cipher, he wasn't from the same region as them. He relied on the news he would seen back home as well as what Wes told him since they met here in the Goddess' World.

"That's not good," he said. It was an understatement, and he knew that. He dealt with Shadow Pokemon before, but he wasn't expecting one again so quickly here. They were troublesome to deal with too. There were no Shadow Pokemon in Unova, so trying to deal with trainers with them was an entirely new experience.

But, he was always up for the challenge.

"Well, let's find him," Black said. "We'll help out. If he's got more tricks up his sleeve, we'll be useful." He patted Tyranitar's side. "No tricks are getting past us."

They just needed to know where to start looking.

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Wes
 Posted: Feb 17 2018, 01:03 AM
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Wes knew that Black would offer his help, even if he didn't ask for it. That was just the kind of person Black was. Two Trainers against one would definitely help, though. They just needed to see what that bastard out there was planning.

"Let's go," he said, glancing at Skarmory. The bird launched himself into the air. Wes then turned to Black. "I'm hoping to sneak up on him while he thinks he's winning. Keep an eye out for any other Pokemon." Not just Shadow Pokemon, but wild Pokemon like Combee who were unlucky enough to get trapped in the sandstorm. As long as they were nearby, they could get hurt. Neither Trainer wanted that.

Wes started to follow Skarmory again, making his way through the sandstorm. The closer they got to the center of it, the worse it got. The sand brushing against his face was actually starting to sting, even for him. The ruins themselves were starting become even more of a distraction - he was feeling a little dizzy as he passed through them, picking up on the untold stories that haunted the abandoned city.

They were pretty close to where the Peon and his Shadow Pokemon were when Skarmory flew into a small building that was still mostly intact. Wes slipped in through the opening that used to be the doorway. This should give them some cover from the sandstorm, and it gave him a moment to focus and clear this thoughts. He leaned against the wall while Combee flew out of hiding, buzzing nearby. "Bastard's still outside, laughing his ass off," he said to Black. "What can we do to shut him up?"

They needed to come up with a plan now while they had the chance.
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