Eklispe

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

W-w-what sort of half-cocked jumble. Dawkin pressed two fingers to his forehead and lowered his gaze. What an idiot. At least Anabelle seemed like she was more reasonable, holding her partner back before she too probed to be disappointing as she caused them both to collapse into the water, causing the Ducklett to eject out of the water and try to escape. Dawkin didn't care much for the Ducklett either way and he cared even less for the two trainers in front of him, but he felt a need to prove them wrong. He waited until they emerged from the water and said "Jeez Amethyst spies? Don't be stupid, those two jerks were planning on poaching dragons from the Wet Caverns to sell. Do with that what you will." Dawkin said dismissively before speaking to his two companions, "I should think we're done here." The Ducklett was trying to take care of itself and they had no quarrel with these two. All in all it was best for them to keep moving if they hoped to have a chance of catching the other two.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote

Pokédollars: 22p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 7
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: ♀
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 6
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sofia Stien

Sofia watched curiously as the 'fight', though it could barely be called that, between Gamble and Broker went down. Gamble pretty much made ever more of a fool of himself and the group was told they could do whatever they wanted with him. Well Sofia certainly had no interest in him. Instead "Um." Sofia raised her hand and waved it a little to get Broker's attention. "Mr. Broker where can I look at how much money I have?" She was curious as to how much exactly they'd gotten paid. Sofia wasn't sure what she would buy even once she saw how much there was, but it was certainly good to know. Probably something nice to eat. Hm.

A Denver Nightclub

"Hey there little red." Chris would hear as someone casually slung into the seat next to her. Turning to look at him would reveal a rather handsome individual, the single exposed golden eye looking at her with a mix of curiosity and amusement. "If you're going to take my drink you could at least pretend you liked it." He said with a laugh. "I wonder how you snuck in here, you can't be over 16. Whatever, if you're here for a good time then you picked the right seat little red." He said with a wink, then turned to wave over a waitress to fill up his drink.

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

Dawkin smirked at Karl, "Oh they were chasing me for a good reason. I happen to have stumbled upon some... information that they wouldn't like getting. I could tell you, but you'd have to make it worth my while." His voice was just faintly mocking, such that you could barely even tell. Using a Ducklett to mask their escape? It was a pretty good plan if you could afford to throw away Pokémon like that. Anyway they seemed to want to bring the Ducklett back so there wasn't really a problem, though they could easily be lying about that, it looked like keeping the Pokémon would be more trouble to them than it was worth.

Dawkin returned his two Pokémon and stuck his hands in his pockets casually, "So what's next? I've got no problem letting you folks skedaddle or we can work something else out." In deal making Dawkin had the upper ground since they would be hard pressed to beat three trainers in a battle, but he was also curious if the Virtue member would actually offer him anything of interest. It was like he had any particular attachment to this information, he'd be planning on telling the next official he'd found since it was clear he couldn't do anything about it, for now at least. Once his Pokémon became stronger he'd be sure to be as much of a pain to Team Amethyst as possible.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote

Pokédollars: 22p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 7
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: ♀
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 6
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

aye dats pretty cool

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

The PRT Building

@Banana

Jackson stopped and nodded. "Well it seems you weren't seeing those before so I'd say we made a pretty major breakthrough kid. I don't want to push you too hard so we'll-" Jackson paused suddenly and held his pointer finger to Ruben, indicating he should wait a moment. "That sounds like a good idea sir, we just got some good work done so this could be interesting." Jackson turned back to Ruben with a somewhat silly grin, "Good news kid, turns out we just caught a villain and are gonna interrogate them about the crime scene, you wanna watch? Maybe your power will come in handy or something." Jackson shrugged speculatively, "So, whadya say?"

Pokémon: Start

I wrote my post while you were writing yours apparently :D

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

"Everyone hold on!" Dawkin said, a amount of irritation present in his voice and a sharp increase in volume. They were both being too hasty. Though at least Martin had backed off a little. "Lucian back off. As for you two. You helped me out earlier so I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt, however I'll warn you I do not like being wrong." His voice was stern and it was clear he expected to be obeyed. Ordering people around was nothing new for him with his family. Atlas stood next to him with a fierce look and Wooper... was just being Wooper.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote

Pokédollars: 22p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 7
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: ♀
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 6
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Pokémon: Start

Dawkin Trustram

Dawkin narrowed his eyes. Odd situation, they didn't seem to be looking for a fight and weren't even actively attacking back. Something wasn't right here. He considered telling everyone to stop but that would be a bit presumptuous of him. Perhaps it would be best to simply let things play out rather than involving himself further. His Pokémon stayed where they were looking around awkwardly, "Hold on." Dawkin said to them quietly and stayed where he was, watching things progress. He'd already told them once to explain but it seemed they'd been distracted by the flurry of Pokémon and people arriving. Hrm. "Since I don't think anybody really wants a fight here, you'd best explain what's going on here." Dawkin said confidently, still ready to battle if needed.

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Inventory

Items:
x1 Potion
x5 Pokeball
x2 Super-Potions
x1 Escape rope
x2 Repels
x1 Awakening
x1 Paralyze Heal
x1 Antidote

Pokédollars: 22p.

Pokémon

Aron

Atlas
Gender: Male
Type: Steel/Rock

Species: Aron
Level: 7
Personality: A stubborn and sometimes disagreeable little fellow, he likes eating. A lot. He's smarter than he looks and can be quite devious in order to get what he wants.
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Fill in as we go. Probably
Moves: Tackle, Harden, Mudslap, Headbutt
Ability: Sturdy. Allows the pokemon to survive an attack that would otherwise knock it out.
Held Item:

Wooper

Gender: ♀
Type: Water/Ground
Personality:
Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other:
Level: 6
Moves: Water Gun, Tail Whip, Mud Sport
Ability: Water Absorb, will regain health upon being hit with a water-type move.
Held Item: None.

Pokémon: Start

Terribly sorry for the delay, I'll have my post up in a few hours and not be so slow next time.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Sofia Stien

He really did talk quite a lot. Gamble didn't even seem to need to stop to talk breathes, it was rather impressive to be honest. Sophia didn't really mind, as she put on her headphones once they got in the car. Luckily the police didn't know what they were driving so they were able to make it back safely and the Jacks walked into the Warehouse to meet Broker already there, with a newmate no less. Sophia waved a little when she saw him but otherwise simply waited for him to introduce the new member. She wondered if they'd get paid any extra because they had to deal with two heroes. Of course they had lost Lovecraft during the mission which was probably a bad thing. Oh well.

The PRT Building

@Banana

Jackson nodded, "Don't worry too much about explaining it." Obviously it was something to do with his parahumanism. Was it something about seeing the future? "Very interesting..." Jackson said to himself as he pondered it. It worked through a recording, perhaps only through a recording? Hm. Jackson paused the tape and stood up. "Well how about this, can you tell what I'm going to do next?" Jackson asked and began shadow boxing. Ducking and weaving imaginary attacks while launching rapid attacks of his own at the empty air. Though he wasn't terribly serious about it there was a hint of experience with his movements that indicated he was perhaps rather good at this.