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I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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Pardon my slowness, one of my classes decided to suddenly turn the homework to an 11 so I'm rather preoccupied with that.
Waiting for Satoshi to post the collab after his final checkup
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin took a moment to survey the landscape before him. He wasn't a big fan of hot places, which might make one wonder why he was adventuring in probably the hottest place on the continent, but it wasn't like he'd planned on coming here in the first place. The area was surprisingly craggy for a desert, if a sandstorm did happen they would probably provide a good place to hide out in, and were serviceable landmarks. Once again Dawkin was following Amelia, however he was going to keep his eye out for Cacnea that lay within easy reach so to speak. "So your plan is to head in a straight line until we find something cool? Well I've heard worse ideas. If you see a Cancea I'll make a quick detour, so keep your eyes peeled for green things and ancient temples I guess." Dawkin said and began walking forward, his eyes scouring the landscape as harshly as any desert wind for any signs of Cacnea or the temple they were looking for.

Action: Search for Cancea and Ancient Temple(?)






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Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin had calmed down somewhat, but was unquestionably still resentful of Joshua's condescending questioning. The night passed peacefully enough and Dawkin found himself at the edge of town, with his knowledge of astrology slightly increased as compared to yesterday. "Yeah, good morning. I'm... uh..." Dawkin wanted to apologize for his outburst, but he couldn't help feeling he was justified so there was nothing to apologize for. "I'm hoping we find the temple without too much trouble." Dawkin ended lamely and gestured for Amelia to lead the way whilst he mentally kicked himself. "We should get going while its not too hot."








Krysanthe was excited that it was time to go on a mission once again. Plus with a name like Combat Recon it was sure to be full of action. Or at least half full of action and half full of recon, if the name was any indication. Regardless they landed and met up with Walter, a fairly lanky man that was somewhat reminiscent of a pirate: what with the hat and keys, whatever those were for. Buried treasure maybe? Krysanthe was dressed herself in her typical yellow clothes with her vibrant red scarf standing out as much as ever. In addition her Sea Legs were already equipped, indicating she was ready for action. "Alright team, let's get going. Everybody keep your eyes roaming for stray Grim, Sepia be ready to hook us up if it looks like we're meeting them." Krysanthe said confidently, in what she hoped was a suitably leaderish tone. Walter seemed to think there might be quite a variety in Grim they found. Beowulves and Manticores, Harpies and Ogdoads, A Bael, Sitting Bulls or Nightmares. That was quite a few different type of Grim and Krysanthe wasn't quite sure she remembered all of them. Was it too late to do some last minute research on her scroll? Well she had just told everyone to keep their eyes out for Grim so that'd look a bit silly wouldn't it? Argh, she'd just have to hope she remembered everything important when they started fighting.
Dawkin Trustram



Dawkin's mood fell a little at Joshua's next questions. What was wrong with him? Why did he want to stop them? Here he thought he'd found someone that respected him, at least a little. But it was just another person that looked through him. Joshua's tone may be heated, but Dawkin's response was full of cold scorn. "Don't treat me like a child. I never said the planet would cater to my whims so don't get all pretentious acting like I did. If some freak sandstorm crept up on me I could tunnel into a sand dune with my Pokémon or create a mud ball to keep myself safe. As for finding my way home, the sands may be constantly changing but I think you'll find the stars provide a suitably constant frame of reference for getting where I need to go." Had Dawkin been planning on memorizing the stars that led to town? Well he hadn't, but Joshua didn't know that. Besides, the sun was probably a pretty easy point of reference anyway, if worst came to worst he wasn't above remembering a few stars.

"So I'd be fine, without your help. Just like I've been before meeting you, just like I'll be after. Besides, what are you going to do, stop me? Tch. I'm leaving to explore the dessert tomorrow at sunrise. You can meet me at the edge of town or whatever Amelia." Dawkin said angrily. He carefully put down enough Poke dollars on the table to pay for what he had eaten and began walking out. He would have thrown it, but then the waiter would've had to collect it, and Dawkin's grievance lay only with Joshua. Leaving money for a meal Joshua was supposed to paying for was a pointed insult at best, but Dawkin wasn't feeling very charitable. He liked Joshua and he'd been very informative, but Dawkin couldn't stand being looked down on like that. Hadn't Joshua just said that Dawkin's decision should be respected? Dawkin helped out Martin at the start of his adventure from a swarm of Pokémon. Dawkin had escaped from two members of Team Amethyst who had tried to hunt him down and murder him. Dawkin had caught Pichu, a rare pokemon, out from beneath the vengeful eye of a Sawsbuck. All within just a few days of travelling. Given he was left to his own devices Dawkin would take a careful look at the stars above the town before finding a place to sleep.






Col Ward



Though Col had slept through the night with nary a chance of waking, he still felt somewhat drained by his dreams, if one were generous enough to call them that. A mostly silent meal and they moved along, taking a moment of respite at a stream they found. Just as they were ready to leave Marque spoke up. What he said was rather disturbing. Col take a moment to mull it over. "Well it seems we could find the origin of... Whatever this is. However, I'm not sure we want to. We might end up running into more trouble like whatever happened last night. What do the rest of you think?"

I presume we're waiting for Marque before any of us can post?
Yeah, I was trying to move along to that a little bit.
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