falling to your feet * [battle ! gold]

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xander

The grape vine was ripe with information nowadays, and the rather young sentinel was intrigued to hear of a possible attack on the Olivine City Lighthouse. Wasn’t the Olivine City gym leader apart of Nox? It was all very interesting too him, so he didn’t wait to be picked to go defend the place – oh no, he volunteered. For one, yes he was just plain interested in this rumor, and how it was going to play out. Yet, maybe even more importantly, he had some members of his party that were itching for an acceptable fight. They hadn’t been in any recently, and they were beyond restless. Namely, Fortis and Malum. Fortis just wanted to bash things while Malum was finding pranks to be getting old recently. He’s been resorting to more and more dangerous, conniving tricks that irritated his trainer.

The solution? Go to war, obviously. It was the logical thing to do in Xander’s position. He had heard this room, so why not get to the bottom of it and sign up for the extra guard duty they were putting in place around the monument?

This was the reason he ended up in Johto. Traveling was something he enjoyed doing, especially whenever he was able to fly somewhere. He flew on the back of his trusted eagle this time, and he happened to still be situated astride Fortis.

“Brrrrrrrav!”

[/color] The loud caw erupted through the air as the duo swept over the crashing waves that bashed against the Olivine shore. They raced for the Lighthouse, hoping that they hadn’t missed the start to the party. He had let Fortis fly on his own up until this part because he knew the air currents better than the goggle-clad bird keeper did. However, now that they were in the port town’s limits, it was best for Xander to steer some.

The dipped low, soaring above the ground. Russet, navy and tan feathers fluttered in the wind, dancing along the Braviary’s thirteen-foot wingspan. The giant eagle was a glorious sight to behold, and a terrifying one if you happened to be on Nox’s side of the playing field.

Green eyes peered through the protective goggles, trying to see what was going on around him. He was hoping he hadn’t missed the party yet, but there was no telling. He looked left and right, but saw nothing around this side of the beach. He pulled Fortis up higher into the air to get a better scope of the surrounding area.

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tagged: battle / gold
notes: >D WAR TIME

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[gold]

It was rather disheartening to see the scene that greeted him when the teen set foot on land, leaving the boat that had brought him onto the shore of Olivine City. While he was certain that he could hear the panicked sounds coming from the other parts of the city where Nox members had already begun to attack, the place he had landed in was so deserted and void of movement that he considered, just for a second, the prospect of landing in the wrong place. It was a feasible proposal; he hoped that he had been wrong, for the boat was already fading into a dot in the distance even as he looked, which meant that getting to where the heat of battle was depended on his own abilities if he had truly picked the wrong location.

"Tell me we're in the right place." He muttered to himself, fingering at one of Shade's ears almost sub-consciously as the Umbreon stared up at him with an almost questioning look; his finger pulled away as soon as the teen noticed what he had been doing and he gave the pokemon a sheepish grin of apology as he looked in front of him. The lighthouse loomed over the entire city; it was hard to miss and at least he knew he was headed in the right direction; if there were no Nox members here, did that mean that Lux had failed to guard this place from potential attack as well?

"Breee!" Shade nudged his arm and the teen looked at the direction in which the pokemon was pointing; skywards was not a direction he had chosen to look towards and it became all too clear once he saw that gigantic shadow, or rather, wingspan, that the sky was where Lux had chosen to position themselves this time. A grin came over his features; Lux never failed to disappoint, after all.

With a nod at his pokemon to signify that they were both ready for what was inevitably to come, he squinted against the light of the sun and took in a deep breath, cupping his hands around his mouth for the extra effect. The pokemon and whoever was riding it wasn't too high up; if he shouted they were more than likely to hear. "Heyyy!" Was what he spoke first, but only to catch their attention in hopes that they would skim lower. "Enjoying the view up there?"

hey it’s, excited !
cause you’re awesome, sea/xander
they’re all, 421
i love them, template @ + stockholm syndrome / lyrics @ the script *live like we’re dying
just letting you know, “ BRING IT. >D ”

[sea]

xander

The wind was relentless as he raced through the air atop Fortis’ back, pulling at his clothes and hair while pushing his entire person back. He tucked his knees in – their signal for dipping lower to the ground. As Fortis felt the pressure, he adjusted his wings to catch the current. He pointed downwards suddenly, making Xander’s stomach flip. This was all too familiar as the duo flew through the clear blue sky. He was looking in a completely different direction when the yell reached his ears. He languidly turned his head around, green eyes searching for the owner of the voice that just yelled at him.

Spotting the dark haired person not too far from him, he directed Fortis to land close but not too close. They slowly descended to the ground, this time in a semi circle or arc. The eagle disliked going in circles, so he always tended to arc his descents instead of spiraling downwards. They touched down on sand, which whipped about as they air was channeled towards the ground in front of them. Fortis curled in his wings, placing them on his body. Hard eyes glared over at the other human and Umbreon companion as he picked at the ground with his talons.

Xander assessed the person before him carefully, recognizing him slightly. Had he read a file on him? He wasn’t positive, but he was sure the imbecile would introduce himself. Xander pulled the goggles from his face and dropped them around his neck before jumping off his mount. He stood up, fixing his shirt, which happened to be a button up this time around. His clothes were always getting out of place because he flew, and the winds stretched them out quicker than just wearing them would. He constantly had to be buying new clothes. Well, actually, that was a lie; he probably would have bought new clothes even if he weren’t stretching them.

“The view was much better when you Neanderthals weren’t here.” Xander explained, calmly but with an edge to his voice. Xander spoke in the cold, stern voice of that teacher everyone dreaded. “I suggest you leave if you don’t want to get hurt. Better leave the fighting to the big boys.” He nodded to emphasize his point; his gaze was level, albeit his face happened to have a slight tilt upwards to it. It was a surprise to him to see someone this far out from the lighthouse, but he was now glad that he had decided to swoop over and check the area out. There were foot soldiers not too far from here, closer to town, but other than that this place was left pretty defenseless. It was probably a good thing the blonde hair male had decided to take it on as a part of his rounds, or this Nox idiot might have gotten past them. He must have been confident in his abilities to come alone, without a squadron.

“Won’t leave?” He asked, cocking his head to the side. I reality, he had barely given the other guy enough time to answer, but he really didn’t have the time to play word games. “In that case, I’ll just have to make you leave.” Green eyes glanced over at Fortis, and without another word the bird’s wings snapped open to their full span and a mighty caw escaped his beak. Forits was on the move now. He flapped his wings once, kicking off into the air while clicking his talons together, sharpening them as his Hone Claws move went into affect. He flew higher into the air, aimed and then shot at the fox like creature beside the dark haired trainer. Wind became visible around his wings as he went in for the kill, so to speak.

words: 631
tagged: battle / gold
notes: sorry this took so long D:
attacks: hone claws then aerial ace

[gold]

Despite everything that was happening, and about to happen, he couldn't help but think that the bird looked quite valliant as he made his descent, spurred on, not doubt, by the words that had slid off his tongue almost like a second nature to him, which he supposed that it was by now, to say the least. It was good for riling up those that he wanted to rile up but sometimes his friends got rather cross at his sarcasm and overall mocking attitude towards them, wether he was playing or not; he wondered what this Lux member's attitude would be towards him when they finally met face to face, not shouting at each other from dozens of feet above ground level.

The wings touched down onto the sand and kicked up quite the gale; he shielded his own arms in front of him and peeked down towards Shade, whose ears were laid flat against his head and he couldn't help but notice that it was extremely cat-like[this was not the situation to point out such, he knew, but it was funny, nonetheless]. He didn't know about the trainer, but the Braviary didn't look too happy to see them; the glare was sharp and he couldn't really blame him; a pokemon that was raised by someone in Lux was bound to follow the tyrannical standards that they themselves set, just as Nox pokemon were taught to fight for their own beliefs just as Nox was doing by setting this example. If this avian was going to stand in his way, so be it. He'd been itching for a good fight for quite awhile now, and this was the perfect chance to test out the fruits of his training. He lowered the one arm that had shielded his eyes against the wind as the sand died down; blinking once as he craned his neck to get a better look at the other.

He noticed the goggles right away; they were similar to those of his own and though they were not necessarily deposited in the same place, it was a similarity all the same. The man was looking at him curiously, almost as he was in return. Probably trying to see what my capabilities are, Gold thought this inwardsly as he pulled a slight face in return; his childish streak was still strong in him even considering his age and now couldn't be a better time to show that off. All he could access from the situation so far was the the man standing in front of him had some pretty loose buttons. Not that that helped in the least bit.

The smirk that rested lightly on his features remained unchanged even at the edge to the other man's voice; he'd met plenty of Lox members that spoke like such and most of them were all show and no talk. While he was rather awed by the size of the flying type in front of him, there was that old saying of 'the bigger they were, the harder they fell'; now was a good time to test out that theory, even though Shade wasn't much smaller, height wise. "Hate to burst your bubble, but that's what we do; spoil views." Part of him was dying to speak the words that were on both of their minds but it seemed that before he had a chance to think through how to say so while getting the most rise out of Xander, it seemed the man beat him to it. Shoulders moved up and down as he shrugged almost non-cholantly. "As tempting as that offer sounds, I'll pass." He rolled his eyes, giving an unpleasant facial expression to show his thanks, though it was still somewhat of a smile. "Not that I could say the same for you."

As soon as the words of challenge had been uttered, he crossed one foot over the other and shifted slightly to the side; Shade came up beside him almost immediately and only stared at the bird in front of him with wary eyes; not hostile, and not friendly, either. With a glance out of one corner of his yellow eyes and catching the nod from his trainer, as soon as the bird took off the umbreon was off and running as well, legs merging into a blur as he charged towards the umbreon with an equally fast quick attack; claws dug into his left shoulder as they barely grazed the right one and the dark-type winced in pain, but kept going, putting his head out in front of him and aiming to get in an equally heft blow as his maw parted; a loud, piercing sound emitting from the depths of his vocal chords and blasting straight into Fortis's face.

hey it’s, excited !
cause you’re awesome, sea/xander
they’re all, 823
i love them, template @ + stockholm syndrome / lyrics @ the script *live like we’re dying
just letting you know, “ No problem. =3 ”

[katya]

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