A Call For Responsibility, For Help [Red]

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]The early morning dawn left Alyssa in minimal visibility as she flew towards Mt. Silver. The flight from Hoenn to Johto had been overnight and faster than she’d flown in recent months. This was an emergency – it required speed. Her Salamence was the one pokémon capable of such long and fast flight. The dragon had loved every second of it. Although she had no hard confirmation or evidence that her theories were true, she feared her Lieutenant was in danger. From the text messages he’d sent her yesterday afternoon, she was sure he’d been trapped. When his contact suddenly broke, she’d leapt into action, ignoring anything in the back of her mind that may have told her off as far as going to Kanto or Johto went. The fact that it was Lux territory had done a bang-up job of warding her off in the past, and like hell it was going to stop her now. She had landed thirty minutes ago at the base of the massive mountain, unable to fly to the peak because of the low-hanging clouds. The sun wasn’t even fully up yet, and the rays were just poking over the horizon that she could see. Giovanni must have had it planned from the start as soon as the Rocket Boss had learned he was working with Gold… she found herself thinking, biting down on her knuckle hard enough for her teeth to break the skin. ”Damn!” she spat, shaking her hand. She was far too aggravated to think about much besides the state her Lieutenant was in. She knew she couldn’t do this alone, and she needed help. She hadn’t heard from Lance or even heard about him since the Battle of the Dragon’s Den in Blackthorn City, and there was only one other option she knew she could look to. Someone she’d never met, and someone she needed to scale great heights – literally – to find. Red. She’d been climbing up Mt. Silver for the past thirty minutes, and her pace didn’t break once as she felt her step quicken to a jog, unable to stop herself from waiting to get to the top safely. Daybreak trailed behind her, hopping from rock to rock in hopes her trainer wouldn’t slip and fall backwards. Faster, faster! the Hoenn Leader urged herself. She just couldn’t reach the peak fast enough that morning. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES nothing like "Good Morning" as someone climbing your mountain. MUSIC Emergency - Paramore (lol fitting) WORDS 397 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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Ah morning, mornings on a mountain top always seemed to be so pleasant. Though not as pleasant if your by your lonesome on the peak. Which in this case, was Red's situation. Not that he was complaining really, he needed to get away from things anyway. So he sat there on a rock, biting away at a sandwhich he packed for himself as he watched his Pokemon wander around the area. They could use the exercise after all.

"Don't go too far now guys. Don't really need any of you getting lost or anything." he said to them, not noticing his Haunter slipping away from the group and heading down the mountain path. It glided along the path, eyeing it's surroundings for just about anything it could prey on. Soon it found a target, a woman who was climbing up the mountain, probably another challenger who heard Red was here on the mountain.

He didn't really care for protecting Red from challengers, but he did care about scaring the crazy out of people. So it floated up to the sky above, not too much though, and hovered over the girl. He gazed down at her and wondered how he should scare her, sneak up from behind? Attack her from a distance? There were many possibilities, yet one seemed just right for this one. So he soon dropped in front of the girl, and while doing so, morphed his face so that his eyes were bugging out and his tongue sticking out while laughing. "HAUN-HAUN-HAUNTER!"

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Alyssa couldn’t say she had been expecting the Haunter to come out of almost nowhere and drop before her. Though her current mood didn’t allow her to actually exclaim in surprise, though her eyes widened slightly and she was abruptly halted in her progress, back-stepping once or twice before rooting her feet in the rocky ground, lowering her head and glowering at the Ghost pokemon. Right now wasn’t the time for a wild pokemon to come across her. She didn’t even spare the thought that it was odd for a Ghost-type pokemon to be outside of caves or buildings. ”Daybreak, attack!” Her command was swift and rough, and the fists clenched by her sides betrayed her impatient and less-than-happy mood. The Espeon leapt out from behind her, the dainty paws clapping against a stone before she skid in the gravel in front of her trainer, head lowered and forked tail lashing. Though the Haunter was clearly a Ghost-type pokemon and the Espeon a Psychic, her pokemon was more than capable of handling Ghosts. ”Shadow Ball, now!” The Espeon obliged, flattening her large ears against her head and neck as a wad of black, crackling energy formed within her mouth. She closed her small jaws over the ball before releasing it through the air, sending the attack straight for the enemy pokemon without hesitation. Alyssa’s eyes narrowed. Any person or pokemon that got in her way would get the clear message to move. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES -- MUSIC Dallas WORDS 242 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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The Haunter couldn't help but laugh, even if the girl was scared or anything. He was just happy that he was actually able to pull it off without too much trouble. Unfortunately he didn't count on the woman having an Espeon on hand with her. Though it was no big deal anyway, it was a Psychic type, no match against a Ghost type after all. However it was in for a nice surprise seeing the Espeon charge up a Ghost type attack, which was sure to do some serious damage if Haunter didn't think quickly. So in defense he charged up his own Shadow Ball in his hands and launched it at the attack coming at him.

When the two collided it cause a rather nice but small explosion that echoed through the mountain. All the way to Red's location, "Hm? A battle, sounds kinda clo-oh man, Haunter, not again." he said to himself as he noticed the Ghost type missing from his party as he stood up. Guess it was time for some old fashion saving, a pain yes but it was important. He couldn't really afford to let one of his Pokemon get into any big trouble.

The Haunter managed to separate itself from the two attackers, and disappeared by phasing into the ground, letting out a cry of laughter as it phased into the ground, disappearing from sight of the two, it wove it's way underground to Red's feet as he walked into the area. "Uh, not to interrupt you and my Haunter fighting, but is there a reason your here? Your not here to challenge me are you?" he said as he tipped his hat to the woman.

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[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Alyssa stayed standing, staring at the ghost-type pokemon. It had fired a Shadow Ball of its own, and the two orbs of dark energy clashed in mid-air when it was released. A temporary haze of what appeared to be black smoke and light blue lines of energy crackled as the two attacks faded into the air. The small explosion from the techniques colliding was enough to make Daybreak’s ears flick back and forth. Otherwise, the Psychic-type remained completely still, waiting for her trainer’s next command. The pair’s eyes narrowed when the Haunter laughed, detaching itself from the battle it had more or less initiated. It sank into the ground, melting into the shadow of the man that had appeared before her. A long-held breath left her as she realized who he was before he even spoke. She didn’t answer; instead, she walked up to stand on the same level as him, looking up only to meet his eyes. ”You’re Red, right?” she asked, not really needing confirmation of the answer, but it was simply habit. ”I’m not here to challenge you, no. A few years ago I might have, but right now I need your help.” Getting straight to the point with this sort of thing would be crucial. She had no idea if she was against a clock or not. She glanced at her Espeon, who nodded, before looking back at the legendary Trainer in front of her. ”I understand you know Gold Harberlein of Johto?” [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES -- MUSIC co-workers make..porn jokes WORDS 246 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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So the woman was not here for a challenge, but for assistance. That was a complete shock to the trainer. Never once since he came up to this mountain had anyone simply asked for his help. It was, really new to him, and he wasn't quite sure how to react to it really. Besides, what could he do? And what sort of thing did this woman need help with that needed Red?

Then she spoke of Gold. The trainer who Red actually enjoyed battling. "Yeah, I know Gold. Did something happen to him?" He had been so out of touch with the outside world that he hadn't really been up to date with current events. That should probably change real soon, it's not like he was really doing much after all since this war had started after all. Hardly any trainers came up the mountain since the Leauge and Lux took nearly everything it means to be a trainer away.

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]At least he wasn’t silent as opposed to what she’d heard through grapevines. That would make things easier and go quicker, especially with a potential time crunch. ”Yes.” she said simply, not wanting to spare more than a word when that was all the answer required. ”I’m almost positive of it.” That almost in a time of war wasn’t exactly something people wanted to hear when being asked for help – it could sway an answer either way. ”And don’t let that ‘almost’ affect your answer. I was in contact with him...” she held up her phone, flipped open to the stream of messages that had passed between the two of them. ”...until he went out of contact. He was in Ecruteak City, Johto. Lux-run in case you’re unaware.” If he really was up on this mountain as long as other people said he was, then he might not have known what territories of Kanto and Johto were controlled by which faction. ”He was with Giovanni Sakaki...the head of Team Rocket, former Leader of the Viridian City Gym. I know you recognize that name.” her eyes narrowed at the thought of Gold being endangered by someone like him, disgust and rage practically crept over her like a blanket. ”He said thing were starting to get fishy, and based on what he was telling me I will provide a strong argument to promise I’m not paranoid when I tell you I’m convinced he walked right into a trap involving Giovanni and someone else who is unknown.” She sighed, raising her free hand to the bridge of her nose and pinching down on the bone. ”Thing is he’s missing. He’s my Lieutenant. My name is Alyssa Akiyama, one of the Nox Leaders of the Hoenn Region. What little research I’ve done on Lux activities in Kanto suggest he’s being held at the Rock Tunnel prison. I may be one hell of a fighter but I can’t do this alone. I need your help, Red. Please.” [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES -- MUSIC -- WORDS 332 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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So the boy was in trouble, that wasn't good. He really liked the younger trainer, and couldn't really imagine what sort of trouble he had gotten himself into. He looked at the stream of texts that the woman and Gold exchange before he was supposedly taken. He was also a bit nerved up at the mention of Lux in Jhoto, that didn't really sound good. Yet that was just the icing, what Alyssa said next really caught the trainer's attention greatly.

Giovanni. Team Rocket. They were still around? How was that even possible? Guess staying up on the mountain let them reform under the eyes of the League. Then again, with all that's happening in the League, it was probably no surprise. "Yeah, I know that name." he said with a growl. If Team Rocket was up to no good again, then Red was sure he was going to make sure that they knew their place.

As the girl gave him her information, she asked for his help. Well how could he refuse her? She was asking him to help save a friend, there was no way that he could refuse! "Alright, I'll help you Alyssa. Don't worry, we'll save Gold together."

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]The uncharacteristic intensity of her gaze lessened almost as soon Red consented to help. That had been so much easier than she was prepared to face it almost made her want to collapse with relief. Her knees stayed locked straight and kept the Leader standing as she gazed at the other trainer. ”Thank you, Red.” It was simple words, but she doubted he understood how much it meant to have a trainer like him help. Normally she would have gone after Lance, but given his unknown wherabouts that would be impossible at the moment. ”I don’t know how much you’re aware of as far as Lux’s activities in Kanto and Johto go. Before we go anywhere or do anything I need to know...how much you’re aware of as far as Lux and Nox of Kanto and Johto goes...and I guess I should refresh you on the war in general.” Her hopes weren’t exactly high as far as seeing Red being on top of things going on in this region and its sister. Staying on a mountain often lessened the amount of news someone got. ”Call your pokemon back.” she said, swiping two pokeballs from her belt, extending one to recall Daybreak and throwing the other off to the side. She managed to get the first back on her belt before needing to catch the returning second. The light that had flashed revealed the Salamence within – her mode of transport there and their mode of transport out. ”Get on. We’ll talk while we fly. It will probably take us an hour or so at least.” [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES it would be hilarious if he stated he felt awkward getting an earful from a kid MUSIC -- WORDS 264 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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Well now that he help was asked for and received, it was time for a plan. If the girl had one that was. It did seem a bit shocking to Red, that a girl would know so much and be into the war as if she was a leader or something. She was either really really brave, or just plain crazy. Still, she seemed to know what she was doing, thought the question for Red about his knowledge on the war was a bit unexpected.

"Uh, well, I know that Lux has most control of Kanto, and Johto I'm guessing. Right?" If anyone would know she might have. She seemed smart. "So far, that's all I know, I don't really get a lot of contact out here on the mountain anyway. So I don't know how the other regions are doing." He said, a bit of defeat in his voice, he couldn't believe that the war had spread that far into the world. It was a shame.

He did as she told him and returned his Pokemon to their Pokeballs, save for Pika who took his place up on Red's shoulders. He gazed at the large dragon that she called for, a bit hesitant to get on due to him never seeing a Salamance before. Still, he was now a man with a job, so he had to do it. As he climbed on, one thing did bug him, "Hey, Alyssa, how old are you? You know a lot but...your kinda small. Still in your teen years?" well she was short and young looking, what else was she? Some gothic loli chick?

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Of course you did... she refrained from verbally commenting on that and managed to prevent herself from rolling her eyes. It looked like she would have a fair bit of briefing to do as they flew. Even with the speed her Salamence could fly, she was still in Johto, while Rock Tunnel was on the complete opposite side of Kanto. Probably even more than two hours... she thought, not yet taking back what she’d just told Red. She watched him wordlessly as he recalled his pokemon before sighing and moving towards Salamence behind him. The Pikachu clung to his shoulder and she hoped the mouse wouldn’t go flying as they streaked through the air. She crouched in front of Red on the back of her Salamence, between the broad blue shoulders of the pokemon and felt it shift beneath its passengers and ignoring Red’s question for the time being. The blade-sharp red wings rose from their downward position and rose, the pokemon turning its head slightly to look back at its trainer, waiting for a command. ”Salamence. Fly, to the East. We have a lot of ground to cover.” The pokemon obliged, letting off a short stream of fire to show its eagerness to get in the air before thrusting it’s wings in a powerful downstroke, leaping off the side of the mountain into the air and climbing into the dense clouds, turning to face East and beginning the flight. ”It will probably take longer than I originally thought.” she said, stroking the long neck of her pokemon once before sitting back. ”Lux stemmed from the Indigo League, so naturally Kanto and Johto easily fell under their control. Cinnabar Island, Cianwood City, and Olivine City are in Nox control. The regions of Hoenn and Sinnoh are heavily fought over, but since Terran and I took leadership in the former we’ve managed to gain a slight foothold against the Lux of Hoenn. Unova is probably the only neutral area that remains in the world...the only thing that is the way the world used to be. Practically a relic. Nox only has two territories there but it’s primarily to defend against Lux if they rear their ugly heads.” Alyssa sighed and pulled at the gloves on her hands and the shirt she wore, before looking at her pants and sneakers impatiently. May as well answer his question before getting any further. The question was relatively familiar, though. Wallace and Volkner had only just asked her something similar. ”And for the record, Red, I’m not a teenager.” She knew she should feel flattered that she still passed as one. ”I’m actually older than you...by more than a few years.” She breezed on, ready to take any and all of his questions at once. ”Any questions?” [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES LOL you actually had him say it. // at "gothic loli" I pictured her wearing the dress her FC does. must be way awk to try fighting in one of those. PANTS FTW |D MUSIC -- WORDS 463 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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As the dragon took off, Red lent his ear to Alyssa for all she had to tell. She told the tale of how the world was affected by the war of Lux and Nox. From what he could tell, Lux had control over Kanto and Johto, which was a bit of a downer for him. Kanto was his home region, yet he supported Nox. Hoenn and Sinnoh seemed to be constant battle after battle for control, and Unova was able to escape the war, for now.

"Wow, guess the world really is in bad shape. Guess this war is much worse than I thought." he said as he petted his Pikachu, who licked his cheek as he spoke. His face suddenly reddened a tiny bit as she explained her true age. Guess that was just a bit embarrassing then, for Red anyway, mistaking an older woman for a young girl, then again. Alyssa's height didn't really help her in that department.

As they flew she asked him if there was anything else he wanted to know. Truth be told, there was one thing that was eating at his mind a little. "I have to know, why choose me for this? Clearly you have other people who could help you with this job, why choose me?" Not that he wasn't feeling scared about doing this, it just seemed odd to him was all. Out of all the capable Nox soldiers, why was he chosen?

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]”It is.” she stated, feeling it was unnecessary to tell him that staying on a mountain for so long alone and out of touch with the rest of the world. She couldn’t’ say she approved of the isolation he’d essentially put upon himself, and even moreso kept that isolation when the world entered a divided state. ”The pokemon world is far from what it used to be. I stand with Nox for a few reasons – some more important than others – but above and beyond all I wish for humans to be able to live as they once did with safety and in harmony with their pokemon. I want to see younger trainers setting out of their homes when they’re ten or eleven like I did and I know you did. I don’t want to see people living in fear.” She closed her eyes and waited, choosign her words to respond to his question. Really, she had no reason that cried inarguable. She had no reason for fetching him from Mt. Silver that would be defined as magnificent or admirable. There was very little she could say now that wouldn’t make her sound like she’d went to the Mountain and pulled him from it on little more than a whim and a flash of rage spurred by fear for Gold and the protective responsibility she felt towards the younger man, towards her Lieutenant. ”If you want an honest answer why I chose you, I can’t give you one.” she opened her eyes slightly, leaving her cerulean irises mostly hidden by her eyelids as she stared down at the scaly hide of her dragon. ”Your reputation as a truly fearsome Trainer and one of the few Pokemon Masters of the world had little to do with my decision to find you other than you might lend a hand in intimidation of our enemies. If I knew where Lance – the Dragon Master, Indigo Champion before yourself – was, I would have searched for him as well.” She shifted her position, allowing herself to be busied with untying and then retying her shoes tighter. ”I chose you because I know you’ll be able to make a difference, and partially out of the selfish desire for you to make yourself known as a fighting force for Nox in this war, rather than sitting on your mountaintop being caressed by uninformed ignorance.” She turned her gaze to him, not blinking with her last words. With luck he would be able to discern from her eyes that she meant him no offense, even if her words could easily do such. ”You need to see what’s really happening in the world, and do something about it. That’s the responsibility of a Champion.” [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES -- MUSIC -- WORDS 453 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

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Well it seemed like Alyssa's reason was very simple. Reputation, at least that's what it seemed like. Not because of his skill as a trainer, only his status. Well, that didn't really feel like a surprise to Red. It seemed like all he could do as of late was just be known as a Great Trainer, and never do anything to prove it. It, irked him a little bit to say the least. Perhaps after this little event he would be more active, other than just sit up on that mountain top.

Her words did strike a bit of a guilt trip in Red. It was his choice that he decided to sit on the mountain. His choice to cut himself off from the world around him. He thought of only himself, he had forgotten, forgotten about those who knew him and loved him. Guess he was just a selfish man. "I guess your right, I do kinda spend my days on that mountain a whole lot. Plus the world's changing, at a real fast pace, one that I'm not really comfortable with. Guess it is time for the Champion to defend. After this, I promise to help out if you ever need it." he said as he looked ahead, eyeing the landscape that was ahead of them.

"So, what sort of plan are you planning on taking with getting Gold out of Rock Tunnel? I know my way around it, but, you aren't going to just charge in there are you? Cause if you were, might as well just start a cave in." Hopefully that wasn't really the plan. He did not want to get stuck in that tunnel, being surrounded by Diglet was second to worse than being surrounded by Zubat.

[alyssa]

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