(06-13-2024, 09:13 PM)Lord Windos Wrote:

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Kusanagi simply laughs more and inclines their own head to you, before taking a deep draw of your pact, made bloody and real.

…You do taste something besides blood.

Nostalgia.

Sadness.

Longing.

Finality.

And the deepest, Darkest Water of life.

You Boa, safely tucked away, resonates with you briefly, then stills.

Such as it was.
Such as it will be.
Such as it is.

And.
That. 
Is.
That.

Kusanagi joins your Party.

~~~

Later, you are escorted back to the front, and the bartender was there waiting, a slight smirk on her face.

”Done as diner, yeah? Everything go smooth, or was Kusa the same passive aggressive asshole as she ever was?”

(06-13-2024, 10:11 PM)Dragonstrike Wrote: ~~~

Seddi's got that sly smile on his face again as he wraps things up at the bar.  "Went smooth as a hot blade slicin' butter.  Reachin' a mutual understandin' with the ol' girl wasn't too difficult after I brought up what I'm intendin' to do.  Pleasure doin' business with ya."  Seddi will tip his hat to the bartender.

(06-13-2024, 09:48 AM)Redstone Wrote: Nalu it is

(06-13-2024, 11:37 AM)Mikaruge108 Wrote:

Quote:Replacing the Harried Man is a Houdoom, accompanied by a small pack of Houdour. It's muzzle is bloody, and it looks to be on the hunt. Hard Difficulty; if not taken, may aggro onto you anyway, forcing an Encounter.

Darren stumbles across the group of dark mutts, and decides to do something about them, particularly the blood-soaked leader. Beedrill and Crustle will be used at first. "Beedrill, intimidate the Houndour into staying off our backs, Crustle, Sand Attack, Withdraw, then Rock Blast on the Houndoom." If Darren is able to surmise that the Houndoom has human blood on it, this will be an attempt to put down the potential man-killer. And he also gives the Feather crown a try.

Darren:
Feather Dance
Acc: Beauty (3) + Contest (1)+ Perform (1)= 5D6
Notes: Str -2 (if targeted, Houndoom)

Beedrill
Action: Intimidate (6D6?) the Houndour as needed. Will switch to Poison Sting to defend himself as needed (7D6 base accuracy, 5d6 base damage, 3cd poison)

Crustle
Sand Attack
Acc: Dex (3) + Fight (4) + Channel (4) - MA (2)= 9D6
Notes: Acc -1
Withdraw
Acc: Dex (3) + Fight (4) + Channel (4) -MA (4)= 7D6
Notes: Def +1
Rock Blast
Acc: Dex (3)+ Fight (4) + Channel (4) -MA (6) -Penalty (1)= 4D6
Damage: Strength (3) + STAB (1) + Hard Stone (1) + SE(1)+ 1= 7D6
Notes: successive actions, ranged

(06-13-2024, 08:01 AM)Pokekitty2 Wrote:

(06-13-2024, 06:07 AM)Lord Windos Wrote:

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The Murkrow shot off into the air once more, trying to search for what you have hinted at. Unlike last time it took longer for them to make a decision, passing by several things, including the Zephy Statue.

In the end, however, they headed over to one of the Gargyph Statues and landed right on top of it - and it slowly moved its neck upward in response! That was no mere statue, but a the real deal! 

Judging by the floating rocks around it, it seemed displeased about being disturbed, while Murkrow seemed ready to retaliate by what little you can see of them at this distance.

Ruh roh!

Ruh roh indeed! That's not good.

Sylvia hops to her feet and releases Sir, who appears in a knight's 'ready' position, like always. Good 'ol Sir.
>>Sir - Murkrow might have a scuffle here. See if you can figure out what's going on, and separate them if need be.
Sylvia begins a loping run as Sir takes off, slowly building up speed and lengthening her stride - she can run, but going straight into a flat-out sprint is a recipe for a sore tomorrow.
>?Hmm... Murkrow is sharp, but excitable. Either I need to convince them to observe a bit more passively, or I need to change how I'm prompting them...
As Sylvia approaches the building, they're looking for a way up the building. Doesn't need to be a way for a human - a crack running the height of the wall or a few loose bricks would work.

(06-13-2024, 10:48 PM)Lord Windos Wrote: Dyn sends out a Thwacky, who beats their twig against their chest as they let out a battle cry! Once she sees the noxious nettles come out, though, she lets out a small groan.

"Ah damn it, there goes my backup plan! *Makes Fist!* Never say neeeeveeer, though! GORI, teach'em your brand Ape Business!"
" *Roars!*

Initiatives:

Nalu: 3 + 3 + 0 + (5)
GORI: 4 + 2 + 2 + (5)

GORI goes First, then Nalu

[b]Let the Battle Continue![/b]

(06-13-2024, 01:33 PM)Spiritmon Wrote: Oz crouched in the ground and check the fossil. It is really beautiful. "We almost lost it sisters, but you manage to intercept the Raticate." She takes another look and then decided to send a message to Seddi/@Dragonstrike.

Seddi, Oz here! I found something strange here. It looks like some kind of a Fossil. Found in some alley in the mouth of a Raticate. It encased in ancient Hurtloam and studded with lapiz lazuli. It's looks like some kind of sharp scaly fin. I let you take a look next time we meet.

She put in the bag the fossil, and she decided to see what to do. She looks at the Greatball she see before. And decided to take a look. Or if not possible she will go to the Koffee place and send a message for Bernard!

Action: See what is inside the Greatball encounter of it to much hassle, Oz just going to Kudos Koffee and send a message to Bernard to where they meet! And have a moment of bond with her Pokemon!

(06-13-2024, 02:18 PM)PhantomUnderYourDesk Wrote: (...)For sitting at the table, casual as can be, was Morgana, a plate with some sort of whipped cream and fruity desert right in front of her, and a cup of tea close at hand.

Right besides her, relatively speaking, was Zephy, one paw on her face with a scowl as she glared daggers at the Fae Lady, her own breakfast - a plate full of syrupy fried Orans - barely picked at. 

A spot at the table with your usual breakfast fair was prepared, right smack dab in the middle of the two women.

Morgana finished a bite of her meal with, took a sip of her tea, and then daintily whipped away some whip cream on her before finally turn to face you, a warm yet coy smile already teasing her lips.

"Saluations and good mornings, oh brightest days from darkest nights, my dear. *Pats the side of the table* Come here, come hence, and break your fast properly at last, hmm hmm hmm .... ~"

......

Quiiiite the big red flag it is indeed, if Zephy was shielding herself from her Master's, Partner's and Wielder's insight that heavily! Dear heavens, Bernhard hasn't even started on the day yet and already feels like returning to bed, completely bury himself beneath the covers, and pretend that he's not there and not available. But that wasn't an option given how much there is on the mental to-do-list for this day, eew.

Can't say that Bernhard wasn't tempted to go for that option anyway though, very so, given who was waiting there for him at the table. He should have know... Say no more, that SUFFICIENTLY explains his artistic partner's foul mood, causing him to mentally facepalm. "Mor...gana, my dear......." Their gaze rested on her for a few seconds in sheer suprise, before Bernhard immediately janked his head away to look in the opposite direction. Or out of a near window. Or at the wall, which was suprisingly interesting all of a sudden. Heat combined with flustered coyness and embarassment raised up in him, and caused quite the meek blush appear on their face - their stoic fascade crumbled into pieces and dust, right here, right now and within mere seconds. Bernhard's mind immediately started to scream 'Don't look, don't you dare..., while a small but not insignificant voice also came up like 'Why not?! There's nothing you haven't seen yet...'

One bashful *cough* later, they take their assigned place - right in the middle of the two women, mind you! - and trying hard to play it cool as they poured a copious amount of cream into the blackest tea there can be. Their gaze switches between Zephy and Morgana back and forth, obviously feeling quite and utterly torn. The mythic maestro receives a genuinely apologetic look of "I'm so sorry I'm putting you through this...", while Morgana... receives a tender smile and a gentle stroke of her cheek with the back of Bernhard's natural hand (the blush is still apparent). "What a, uhm... pleasant suprise to see you this early... *looking away again, posture strenghtens* But, why are you here? Morgana, sweetheart, I am BUSY and OCCUPIED with important business, and f...frankly not in the mood, please..."

Bern's tone of voice of voice wasn't scolding or rebuking, no. Just...honestly wondering. Bit of a stupid question also, since Bernhard's got the feeling he knows why she's here.

Quote:The Houndoom lay Fainted on the ground, a little ways in front of you. What shall its Fate be?

(06-13-2024, 11:45 PM)Lord Windos Wrote:

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Your avian knight gives you a salute with their leek-sword before with a *LEAP!* Off they were, bouncing up to the top of the buildings and joining up in one great big bird bustdown! Already you can see him try to keep the peace...before getting pelted with a rock to the bonce. Then things wents loony toons, as a great BIG dust cloud o' VIOLENCE ensued!

With a combination of your feline-fox agility , Psychic might, and minor clairvoyance you are able to skitter up the side of the building and up the roof once you reach it. Staring at the Big Ball o' Bird Brute ® , you don't know what the heck is going, but you DO know you need it to stop before anyone else gets caught up in it (or worse, the suits and police get involved!) .