[MISSION] 232 & ODYSSIA

[lou]

ROUND 2
232 & ODYSSIA
MISSION COMMENCE

Seafoam Island is Nox's last hope of getting out of Cinnabar, and they're not gonna let it slip from their hands. We need you to guide a floatilla of ships into position to surround the islands. Beware of the Lux coast guard, who have redoubled their efforts in case of a second Nox wave.

[damian]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=3][atrb=style, width: 360px; border-right: 20px solid; border-left: 20px solid; ] 232 was trying to stay out of sight, but he's never been any master of stealth and quiet. This time, at least it wasn't his tripping on air or inability to bite down a laugh. No, uh ... 232 had forgotten to turn his phone on silent. Just as the man had passed him, his phone started beeping. The man did not wear a Lux uniform, but it was 232's that proved to be a problem. 232 was no killer, but he didn't have time for conflict. A Hypnosis from Magost and the man was down without a fight. Phone continuing to beep, the Rocket pulled the man into his previous hiding spot. His refusal to kill this stranger wouldn't be worth anything if someone else came along and killed the guy while he was defenseless. Not a killer, but still a Rocket. 232 felt something in the guy's shirt pocket and pulled out a piece of paper with ... uhhh ... coordinates or something scrawled across the page. A few of them, actually. "Hey, Magost, check him, okay? What's going on here?" The Hypno watched 232 for a moment, before setting to work, sifting through the man's mind. It would take time, but 232 wasn't really happy with the idea of being prone. As he reached for one of the man's pokeballs (what could be the harm?), his phone beeped again. Nedra. There was worry, there. He should get back to her soon, but hopefully this meant she was alright. She could hold her own. Ships. 232 jumped a little, because he wasn't sure if he'd ever get used to this whole mind tapping thing. "Lux" ships. The word meant little to the Psychic type. Meant to be delivered. He glanced at the paper. It didn't seem complete, he wasn't sure if it was something even particularly useful. But then, 232 knew nothing of ships. Childhood had consisted of a fascination with flight that had breathed life into model airplanes that hun from the ceiling, and a smell of paint that sometimes had taken hours or days to air out of his room. "Do you know where?" A confirmation. This wasn't really Rocket business. Some of the lab tech might impress the higher ups, but ... He remembers Nedra telling him of her first vacation so long ago, ow Seafoam actually meant something to her. He remembers a lot of what Nedra says, even if he doesn't always understand it. Maybe, maybe if Nox got Seafoam that could mean something too. A tug at his own belt after the new pokeball is dropped into his pocket, and Salac appears moments later. There's a twinge of guilt, because she's already had more than enough flying today and that might not be the end of it, but he folds up the paper and hands it to the Crobat. She complies, and he instructs Magost to give her the direction necessary. He reminds her to be careful, to stay away from Lux ships. He reminds her where to go if she can't find him or can't make it back to the islands for some reason or another. He's not sure what else there is to do. The Crobat means a lot to him. She was also supposed to be his main way home. No teen growing up in Saffron could really afford to dream of the training to become a pilot. Instead, 232 had turned to pretend that if he sped up just enough in that car that wasn't his, maybe he could fly. And pretend that n o t h i n g c o u l d g o w r o n g - Another beep. 232 checked his phone, set on moving before either the man woke or anyone caught sight of him. Might as well change it to silent, though. Just to be safe. words -- tags odyssia as fated (who quit) notes hey mods, any chance I can still make it to the next round even though my partner can't possibly reply?
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[el]

#232 ADVANCES

+ 100 to Nux