[BATTLE] BLUE VS ELIMINE

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ROUND 1
BLUE VS. ELIMINE
BATTLE COMMENCE

[elimine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:500; ,bTable][atrb=valign, top] midas is king and he holds me so tight [/style][atrb=align, right][style=width:355; font-family:arial; font-size:12; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;margin-top:4px; padding-right:10;]She tells herself not to panic when the bomb alarms go off. She tells herself to be calm, because around her are veterans who are screaming. One man grabs her arm and starts screaming, "They're coming for me! They're coming for me! I killed that boy and they want my head!" Elimine tries to pry herself away, but his grip has locked on her arm. She cries out in pain and he tugs her arm harder. "Lux wants us all dead! Lux won't stop until we're dead!" Another nurse rushes over, throwing a cloth over the man's nose. He starts flailing, screaming about ambush, but the instant he breathes in, his grip slackens and Mina pulls back, finger-shaped bruises on her fore-arm. She takes a moment to breathe. The other nurse says, "Maybe it's just a drill. Or a false alarm." She tucks the chloroform cloth (the only anesthesia they can get these days) back into her skirt and glances towards the window. The entire wounded ward is terrified, though some more than others. Chloroform is being passed around. It's dangerous. It could kill their veterans. But it's all they have on their limited budget. Though sometimes Mina wonders if they want to die-- the veterans, at least. Over the past months of living and volunteering here, she's started to realize just how horrible this war is. Even as she looks around, faces full of fear and cynicism and emptiness, she wonders if any of this is worth it. There's a soft hand on her wrist and she jumps, hand instinctively reaching for her Pokeballs. But it's only only Calvin, or at least his medical records say his name is Calvin. Ever since Jubilife took his eye and arm, he's not been quite right. The doctors say it's a concussion, and he's prone to (figuratively speaking) losing his marbles. "That looks painful," he says, fingers running across the flesh of her arm. "You should see a doctor." Mina's expression doesn't change. It's still a mix of terror and pity, and she's not quite sure how to respond. "There are others that need it more than me," she says at last. When he seems confused, she reminds him, "There's a war on, you know. That's why we're here." He looks up at her, his expression fixed in a permanent daze from all the structural damage to his face: "Are we winning?" She's not quite sure what to say. Are they winning? Lux doesn't hold much of Sinnoh, but does that matter? Their revolution is holding together with paperclips and chloroform. The body piles get higher and higher every day, and there just aren't enough hands to help fill the holes. She's not even the youngest nurse here. Several beds down, an eleven-year-old girl feeds a woman chips of ice. Across the way, an eighty-year-old woman strokes another veteran's hair and tells him that it's just a false alarm. There's nothing to be worried about, except for the fact that there are only a few doctors and sometimes Mina worries that they won't stay. Ideals are hard to keep when you're starving for them, and Lux has shiny paychecks and beautiful health benefits and a more controlled way of getting medicine around. They've lost one of their remaining doctors this month. "I can't let my family die because I'm too stubborn to surrender." His exact words; Mina remembers them well. She wonders if she should surrender, too. Sometimes she pretends she can be a hero. If she turns herself over to Lux, even if they kill her or imprison her, maybe they can save the veterans. Maybe that's what Lux is here to do. If they're even here. Calvin doesn't like her silence. Urgently he tugs on her arm, his voice like a child's, "We're winning, right?! Right? We won't get hurt by the bad guys, will we?" Mina jumps, then forces a smile, though it's weary and not nearly as reassuring as it could be. "Yes. We're winning. The bad guys won't get us here." Calvin lets go of her arm and leans back against the pillows. "If you say so." He speaks and her heart breaks: "I trust you." She strokes the side of his forehead. "It'll all be all right. Nothing will happen--" And then the air raid sirens stop. There's a sudden silence in the air, as if everyone has stopped breathing. "I think they're gone," says the head nurse. "I told you it was just a false alarm. Lux fighter jets, headed to the Battle Frontier. Nothing to worry about--" Boom. The ground shakes and the screams resume. Calvin's eye nearly bugs out of his head and he looks up at Mina and speaks, but she doesn't hear him. Elimine is busy tightening her belt and rushing over to the eighty-year-old nurse that just collapsed. Another woman gets there at the same time. It's about then that one of the doctors calls, over the din, "They bombed the wall back down! Lux is attacking!" The other woman, Veronica, stares up at Mina. "We don't have enough people to get these patients out," she murmurs, hands shaking as she gets the old woman onto a stretcher. "We're sitting ducks." Mina's jaw clenches and she remembers her fantasies. She remembers when the wall first fell. How she had pretended she was a hero and been proven wrong. How would this time be any difference? Eight badges aren't the same as war credentials. But she looks back at Calvin and remembers what he said. "I trust you." "...I'll go out there." "What?!" Veronica almost chokes on her tongue. "You can't go out there, you're--" "I'm a rebel," Elimine says. She stands and smooths her scrub. "And I've got Pokemon. If I... If I don't come back..." She shakes her head. "No. I'll come back." Veronica swallows hard and reaches into the pocket of her scrub. "Take this then." It's a keychain, a simple Glameow made of metal and plastic, but Mina takes it and tucks it into her own pocket. "It was my daughter's. I... I want it back." "Don't worry." Mina turns, hair swinging in her ponytail. She heads towards the exit, ignoring people calling her name. This isn't the time to huddle down and cry; this is the time she needs to stand. By the time she reaches her coat, her hands are shaking. It's not too late to run, says the girl in her mind, and Mina almost listens. She wants to run, like she did from Victory Road and the fear of failure. She wants to leave this all behind. But in her pocket is the Glameow keychain. She can't go back and return it without a fight. She pulls her coat on, leaves her sneakers behind, and takes her thick winter boots. She lets down her hair, shakes it out, and rebinds it, higher on her head. She doesn't bother with her mittens. She'll need her hands for this. Elimine doesn't have a gun. All the soldiers she's ever seen carry guns, and she's never even fired one. She considers taking the gun in Doctor Roberts's office, but hesitates. If she falls, and if Lux soldiers come... ...If Lux soldiers come, a single handgun won't hold them back. The office door is open and Elimine slips inside. The desk is locked, but Doctor Roberts has left his keys on the table in his panic. It takes a while to find the right one, but when it does open, her prize is in front of her. A plain revolver, unloaded. Twelve bullets. She pockets all of this and a switchblade, then leaves before she can be caught. The automatic doors aren't working. She has to push them open. But she's barely out of the foyer by the time a second bomb drops. This one is much closer. The shaking earth knocks her onto her feet and she cries out in pain as she bruises her knees on the tile below. It takes a moment before she's able to get up. You're going to regret this. Elimine opens the door. It was snowing when she came home from work. It was snowing when she went to the hospital with spoils from work. It's still snowing now. The pathway's yet to be shoveled and the snow goes up to her ankles. But there are flecks of black in the snow: ash and dust, she assumes. It's still falling. She pulls her threadbare second-hand coat tighter around her and looks up. There are planes in the sky, and two clouds of smoke. One from the wall. One from the Pokemon Center. A third plane is bound to be headed their way. A third bomb... Elimine swallows and throws down two Pokeballs. Serena, usually gentle, swings her large head towards the smoke and bristles. Elimine clicks her tongue, getting the Tropius's attention. Beside the Tropius is Lancelot, her loyal Leavanny. He's already focused, remembering the first time the walls fell. Elimine puts her hands back in her pockets and clears her throat. "Serena, Sunny Day. Lancelot, give us some screens." Her voice sounds so weak. How is she out here, standing in the snow and wearing second-hand rags? She should be in chiffon and lace, dancing with boys and laughing at parties, pretending like the rest of the world doesn't matter. Her hand tightens around the Glameow keychain. This is real. This is her world. She cannot change it, not without a fight. Serena raises her mighty head and the clouds directly above them break. The sunlight that streams down catches in the Tropius's four wings. The dinosaur becomes a little greener, a little less sluggish. Her Leavanny perks up, forming the glowing violet and golden walls with more speed than usual. Overhead, jets scream. They're too far away for her solarbeams to hit, but it seems that they aren't dropping bombs. Not anymore, at least. It's about then that she hears it. Gunfire. Mina's ears grow pale; they're sending in the ground troops to take the city without further bombs. Only two, to subdue the people of Veilstone-- then their soldiers to intimidate them. She remembers their fire. Serena growls and peers over the buildings, spying things that little Mina cannot see. But soon her strength will be tested. Their patch of sunlight is like a homing beacon. Mina grabs the gun out of her coat pocket. She's never loaded one, but it doesn't seem hard. Awkwardly, she begins shoving bullets into the chambers.

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[blue]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:500px;,bTable] [classy=lawnknives1][/classy][classy=endof1][classy=days1] At least in the death he'd found some use for the talkative soldier. The Lux council member woke up in a flipped jeep the body of a dead soldier covering him blood dripping out of the soldiers mouth onto the breast of his jacket, by the amount of blood the body been there for a while. Blue would roll the carcass off of himself making clear note of the massive amounts mid-sized sharp rocks sticking through his back impaling the soldier before peering out the front window. The assailant had left thinking them both dead, in the car accident. Surely a success for the Nox rebel. Blue could only laugh at the situation before meeting the corporals eyes his body having been callously shoved off the Lux council member completely distorted the body's eyes riddled with fear and betrayal in its last moments. "Well well captain. it seems like I have quite the day ahead of me. Thank you for your service. Maybe this wouldn't have happened if you'd worn your seat belt." Blue would reach onto the soldiers belt and grab the deceased's sidearm as opposed to his full arm, the rifle was much to heavy and would make him a target to everyone out here. with a side arm he was simply a citizen lost in the war torn city that was Veilstone who felt the need to defend himself. While he was there he'd also grab the man's combat knife in the glove compartment of the vehicle. He'd slide the item into his belt which was thankfully covered by the length of the jacket before continuing his check of the overturned vehicle for anything else useful. After another thirty second check inside the vehicle and finding nothing of use Blue would look out of the dashboard and other windows checking the perimeter one last time making sure the coast was absolutely clear before crawling out the side window. After he made it out the trainer preformed a pat down on himself making sure he was alright no broken bones or serious injuries that'd impede him later on. As he finished checking himself he heard a boom and a light go off not too far away the noise causing his ears to ring, the second bomb had just dropped. As Blue finished his self checkup he deemed himself completely okay other than a headache that'd been brewing since he woke up from the crash. It'd been surprising how quickly it'd all happened thinking back on it. -20 minutes prior- "Well Council Member what brings you out to this side of the war?" The captain had made himself a friendly man almost as much as he was talkative. It'd been like this since they'd left the small resort area off of route 222. Blue leaned against they drove through the snowy streets the captain's mission was to get the council member through the city before the attack hit. In the distance they both heard a crash followed by a series of explosions, the first air raid had taken place. they needed to pick up the pace but the icy snowed in roads had were slowing the two down greatly. Perhaps the soldier thought that through conversation he could take the former gym leader's mind off the fact that they were supposed to be out of the city and actually in Hearthrome by this point, or at least passing through Solaceon Town. Needless to say the tactic wouldn't work on the sociopath. "Captain that's classified information, forgive me." It wasn't classified information in the slightest he was simply running a report to Professor Rowan at his grandfather's request. Seeing as he'd been in the region already it wasn't too out of hand, and he had to keep the old man in good spirits although he held no feelings for the old man his sister did which was enough to keep him in his good graces. Blue lied not only to cut the curious captain's conversation down, but to keep him focused on the road they were behind time and couldn't afford to waste anymore time on idle chit chat especially seeing as the first bomb had just made contact. Lux forces were on the offensive and soon the city would be consumed in battle at which point it'd considerably be much harder to exit the walled city. Especially when getting in was hard enough. Despite all of this the captain for some reason still continued to converse with council member loosely. Deciding to go along with the man's conversation blue happened to notice something eyeing the man's torso, it was missing something vital. "Captain why aren't you wearing your seat belt?" Blue's persona was in play, the cocky playboy former gym leader. Current charismatic Lux council member, and aspiring professor the prodigy 'Blue Oak' adored by many was making itself known. "Don't worry about me sir I've been driving since this damn ordeal started, a seat belt won't save anyone not in this war at least." Blue would chuckle lightly at the comment, "Is that so?" the green eyed Lux member would shrug off the conversation seemingly agreeing with the man, but still kept his seat belt tight on him. There was no need to push the topic, not that they'd even have the time to continue the conversation as suddenly rocks in great numbers flew toward and began pelting the car. The pokemon trainer knew immediately what'd just happened it was a tactic he'd employed previously in his gym battles a Stealth Rock trap The rocks were decently sized enough for the trainer to react keeping his head down. While the captain attempted to get the car under control. The assailant was ready to finish the job the the stealth rock had ended, but it'd definitely done its job by the looks of it. The assailant unleashed the second part of his attack ahead an older man could have been seen next to a pupitar unleashing a stone edge. A flurry of sharp pointy stones flew at the Lux duo. Blue being the first to react yanked the non seat belt wearing captain over him. Just as he realized he'd been betrayed a grimace beginning to show the rocks made contact with the man's flesh. A quick scream of agony the captain's last noise on this earth before slumping onto Blue obviously dead. With no captain to drive it the car skidded out of control hit the iced curb and flipped promptly knocking Blue out with a dead captain over him. -Present.- And so here he was, according to his watch it'd been about twenty five or so minutes since last he checked which was before the incident so Blue figured he'd been asleep for around 15-20 minutes at best. The snow was cold and being out in the open currently wasn't safe. He'd hid the revolver under the double breasted coat in his pocket the gun was just modern enough to have a safety on it thankfully thus he was able keep it loaded while in his pocket without fear of it going off and blowing a hole in his leg. The trainer would then call two pokemon out the first being a pokemon he'd had since he'd taken down the league, his Arcanine. The second his mascot, eevee. "Shi we need to find a way out of the city but seeing as the battle's going on let's wait it out. "Green would get on the massive fire dogs back before ordering an Agility Eon having made it self warm by crawling in the upper portion of Green's coat above the blood soaked portion. was ordered as well "Follow up with an Extremespeed, Eon Helping hand." The Agility and helping hand boosted Arcanine would blast through the city melting snow along the way each time a paw touched the ground. Green was focused on finding a place to lie low until he had a chance to escape the area. After about three minutes of riding at that speed Green noticed it'd gotten noticeably warmer, the cold air that slammed into his face from riding in this weather had subsided for the most part a warm blanket replacing the previous. He'd tap Arcanine twice to stop the blazing dog, he needed to access the situation. Suddenly gunshots in the distance. It meant foot soldiers were on the way if it continued like this he'd be caught in a skirmish something he seriously didn't need right now even if they were of his own faction. As they slowed he checked the corner a lone woman with what seemed to be a Tropius and a Leavanny stood basking in the bright light, the snow in the area had begun to melt due to her attack Arcanine being a fire type hadn't needed to worry about ice as every time it's paw hit the ground the ice would melt on contact allowing the pokemon the luxury of solid ground. With that attack people would be drawn to her and more importantly the area around her. She was shining a beacon down on herself illuminating herself and her surroundings, those surroundings of course including him. Regardless he didn't need to waste time fighting this girl, perhaps he could use her like most of the people in his life if she attacked that'd be a risk he had to take. Thus the man on the Arcanine trotted out into the open. Blue focused his hand pressing on the blood stained part of his jacket as if he'd been hurt previously in truth he was pushing against the firearm in his coat pocket in case he needed to draw, but the woman already had her fire arm out and probably loaded. She was a distance away, but it'd be a serious race against time if she decided to use it. Arcanine knew to use another Extremespeed if the fire arm went off, but even with the agility boost would the pokemon be fast enough to escape if necessary? Green would call out to the woman, "Ms. It's not safe here we need to find shelter!" he was loud but he was sure those farther away couldn't hear him thanks to the gunshots not too far away. A fire fight had most likely started in the area.[/classy][/classy][classy=decimate1]I don't have time for this. WORDS 1799 TAGS Elimine NOTES Let's not play this game ;_; [/classy]

LAIKA! OF GS

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[elimine]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:500; ,bTable][atrb=valign, top] i'll be dead before the day is done [/style][atrb=align, right][style=width:355; font-family:arial; font-size:12; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;margin-top:4px; padding-right:10;]Six years ago, a girl walked into Viridian City accompanied by every grass type she could capture. Six years ago, a girl, only eleven, stood before the doors to the biggest gym in the Kanto region. She pushed open the doors and walked inside, beating the puzzles and the gym trainers, making her parents proud and letting herself believe that this is her destiny. Before her now stands that gym leader and an Arcanine that put to the test everything she had decided upon when she chose her beloved Bulbasaur. An Earthquake had handled Blaine's Pokemon nicely, but Blue was no simple fight. Not then, when he was meant to be beaten. Before this war, she had giggled about how strong Surge was, about how dashing Blue was, about how smart Brock was, but now that girl is gone. That girl is loading a gun, and she's looking at what used to be her Final Test and she wants to look to whatever god had paired them together and scream, "This isn't fair!" She had almost lost that third battle-- but the price for losing a gym battle was money and a trip to the Pokemon center. The price for losing this battle is death, and the destruction of the hospital. She won't lose this battle. She strengthens her stance on the snow. She slides the chamber into place and raises her gun; she's not sure how to aim, but the movies make it look so easy. "N-No," she says, teeth chattering not from the cold but her own nervousness. "I don't need shelter, a-and V-Veilstone doesn't belong to Lux. I'm not afraid-- not afraid of you." But she is. Tears sting her eyes and she brushes them away with the sleeve of her jacket. She swallows the urge to sob and speaks again, her voice cracking, "Serena, Dragon Pulse." The Tropius's wings fan out and she opens her mouth. The energy sprays from it, cracking concrete and melting snow. At the same time, the Tropius flutters forward, moving with the speed of the sun in her cells. Hopefully the Arcanine will be hit in the process. If not, it's gotten the Tropius moving, and in the sunlight, it, like most grass Pokemon, moves quickly and reacts faster than usual. Lancelot has always been more agile and nimble than Serena, and under the light of the sun, he becomes even more of a threat. The Leavanny leaps forward on his delicate stilt-legs, assessing the situation with the same calm demeanor that makes him one of Elimine's best assets. His trainer is crying, Serena is outraged, but Lancelot merely raises both blade-like arms and swipes the air. A razor-sharp current of air is sent towards the Arcanine, hopefully blocking off two escape paths-- one leading into a dragon pulse and the other into an Air Slash. Elimine's sleeve is now wet.

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[lou]

VICTOR: ELIMINE

+ 200 to Nox