[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

(I put things short to quick this meeting)

- I make acceptance and understable face to Zuryk and bow my head in respect. "I understand. Thank you for allowing the Black Cat Attire for Arial use."

- Arial make a *sigh* when he witness Gaspar grudge and opinion. "Things just getting worse and worse. I just hope I may be able rebond with my brother later." I aproach my boy and put a hand in his shoulder. "Family its a complicated thing my boy. But he is still your brother. And brother dont agree all times. Give him some time and then things might be okay. You are brothers despite this crazy situation. And you love each with a strong brotherhood. Have hope." I pat the shoulder of Arial and let him make his decision.


Arial put some time and though to think about the path to make and he finally to a conclusion. He look upon the Goodness of Darkness and finally spoke. "Lady, I make my decision. I may regret that later but I choose...Transgress. I know maybe Transferal would be a better choice, but it would take more time to acomplished. Fighting the beast with Riza, her Pokemon, my Pokemon and your help perhaps I may be able to fight against such beast. Besides, my Pokemon didnt get to much chance to shiny in the Nuclear Factory so thats a good chance to do it. I have one final question before we head there: Can my Pokemon prepare their buffs before we head there or we going there like right now? And of course swap a few items. Dont want to go unprepared."

"I'm delighted you do! Miscommunication can be such a bothersome issue to sort out, no? And, of course, you are quite welcome, hehehehe......"

I give the little jester a half shrug, raising what's left of my wine to him in condolence.

"That's the problem with family: it isn't always so happy and carefree as we like it, and is prone to interpersonal disagreements."

My expression become blank and cold as I continued with the truth, my voice a cold hiss that would freeze all but a foolish men's hearts.

"I d e s p i s e my horrible, wretched sister for deliberately driving my brother and her husband to suicide, so I can easily sympathize with your plight."

I do my best to smile and speak afterwards without care, though some vitriol slipped in before I could fully regain my composure.

"Unlike my...... s p a t  with her, though, I believe you can mend things between you and your brother in due time. All it will take is effort on everyone's part. Hard as you think, but easier than you'd imagine it to be....."

"Lady, I make my decision. I may regret that later but I choose...Transgress.

His choice made, I grinned wide, and with a *Snap!* of my fingers, several things happened in rapid succession.

Music: Trouble Is A Friend (By Lenka)

Transgress started glowing, and the other now possibilities ceased to exist. At least, in this time....

The table and all its chairs disappears, and everyone was standing opposite from Transgress, hovering in the empty space between us: me on one side, and Arial colorful entourage on the other.

Finally, the choice glowed, before it slammed itself into the ground and morphed on impact, bending, twisting, and transforming into a deep, dark, dark, and darker still hole that you didn't so much see as notice the absence of all light in and around it. It was, to coin a phrase, as if Transgress carved a pit through reality, and this is what it left.

I clasp my hands together, wine glass gone, and hold them off to the side of my face, like a certain other dark goddess , though much less dour and far more pleased with who I am.

"So mote your choice be, and let our will be done. When you and Riza are fully prepared, take the plunge, and everything else will fall in place."

I then give the jester and his guiding hand a curtsy, for it is only proper to do so.

"I wish you the best of luck, Arial Schrodinger, and I look forward to the outcome of your Transgression."

My grin widens.

"Whatever it may be."

Thus spoken, I left, vanished, off to fetch and cage the world blighter for them to play with.

In a game of life.....or death.

Oh, won't it be brilliant.

Hehehehehehehe!
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....You are now alone in the warehouse, all your Pokemon recalled, save for Riza, who still slumbers peacefully and without care. Spirit too is gone in person, but perhaps not in......well, spirit.