Loksfjoer

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

Agent Morrison glanced at Steph and shrugged. "The new base is back in the city, looks like a lawyers office. But I don't know anything about you or your team mates. Different department. I only hunt things, I don't decide over what happens to teams and who is or isn't allowed clearance at what facilities." He checked the ammunition of his gun and did a quick equipment check. Then he locked eyes with Harriet. "You're with me. Ethan, you'll go with Barrow. We go left, you two go right. Stay off the gravel. We meet again at the other side of the base."

The gravel driveway started at the fence, but to the left and right were flowerbeds next to the fence. He nodded to Barrow, who nodded back and started going right. Ethan looked at Harriet for a moment, before following agent Barrow.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Michael gently held Niccia as she wrapped her arms around his. His fingers trailed over her face as he just watched her. He wasn't worried anymore, she moved around and at least had a subconscious knowledge of where everyone was. There was no doubt she'd wake up soon. Even his uncle hadn't found this interesting enough to stay, which said something.

"If they start to fight, I will," Lyste began, but then stopped when he realised he wasn't even sure what he would do. "I'm sure she'll wake up soon," he muttered instead and gently poked Niccia with his snout.

"Hmmmhm," Harcu hummed in an agreeing way. "This is bad news. We can't leave father alone, who knows what may happen when we do." He gestured to the bottle. "This is only the beginning. Niccia fought bravely and father is himself again, but this is not the end of it. Darkrai will strike again, if not here and now it will happen later."
He narrowed his eyes as he watched Michael. "I hope that human has strong Pokémon with him. If Darkrai can't get to Niccia, he'll hurt her in the worst way he can imagine. Taking that boy away from her might just be his way to make her come close to him, or he'll use him to hurt her." His eyes moved further over the crowd. "We need to have a word with Gavin."

"Nope," Andy said. "She was already a Furret when I met her. And she met my Primeape first. I'd love to think she joined my team because I'm just amazing, but I think she enjoyed Bear's company."
"It could be both," Kim said.
"Or both," Andy repeated. "The only real mystery is is why Merlin is in my team. I don't think he likes me all that much."

Ra nodded. "Of course. You are my brother after all." He still didn't feel completely comfortable leaving Luna alone with him and he hesitated before going to the humans
Nethan picked up on this. "I'll go ask the humans," he said. "You stay with your children." He nodded to them and turned around to walk towards Michael and Niccia. Now he noticed Niccia was lying on the ground, but nothing here seemed to indicate something serious was going on.

Microfiction and Poetry Contest Hall of Fame

MF&P #8 - Writing

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Writing. A word that brings so much love and anxiety to my being. A word full of passion and fire, and a word of depth and the unknown all at once. A beautiful juxtaposition that lives inside of my mind just waiting to be tapped into.

A river of words that flow from my mind to my waiting fingers as each piece comes together to form a story wholly its own, willed into existence by my effort. A story so easily allowed to be in ruin or to thrive as I see fit but I am no god; I am a writer with the power of thought, and that’s enough.

by @MichiCommander

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

"Almost there," agent Morrison replied. "You'll be able to see it soon."

Ethan didn't respond to the mention of Gaia liking him, and he certainly didn't feel like admitting he thought he had heard her a few times. Sure, Harriet would know if that was that link she talked about, but he didn't know Harriet that well. Not well enough to discuss personal shit with. Least of all about whether or not he liked a dragon lady or if the dragon lady liked him.
For him to consider someone a friend, that took time. He appreciated Harriet; she was strong and kind and good colleague. Nothing more.

The car slowed down and agent Barrow pushed on the key to open the gate. It opened as it should.
The building behind it was dark; the lights were out. It was evacuated from the human agents, but who knew what was here.
"Everyone, be on the lookout," agent Morrison instructed as he parked the car. He decided not to drive over the gravel, it would draw too much attention to them.

Nobody Will Believe It [SporkoBug and Calle]

Benjamin went to the door so he could see Ray. "Why would I laugh at you?" he asked. "I only wanted to see how you are doing."
There was a look of concern on his face as watched her lying on the floor. She didn't sound good, but the slurring was probably due to the sedative. Despite the sedative, she seemed aware and angry, which wasn't good.

A part of him wanted to believe Ray wouldn't hurt him, but he had to admit he'd rather not go inside and be locked in with Ray in her current state. Being locked in somewhere was never a preferable option, but he feared she might still be hostile, even to him.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

"I can't speak for her," Michael replied, "nor can I give an informed answer. But from my point of view, this should have been communicated before it had happened, not surprise her with it during a party. From what I gathered, Gavin was not happy about it, and both were surprised by it."
He showed a smile when Niccia seemed instinctively protective of the egg. Well, it was of her kind after all.

"You should rest," Andy said, not accepting or refusing the apology as he felt it wasn't his place to do so. He hadn't been harmed in any way and no-one had died. Although at this point it wasn't certain that wouldn't still happen. Instead he watched what Kyio was doing.

Harcu mirrored the look of his sister and nodded when she requested to speak to him. This human seemed somewhat capable of looking after their father, as much as humans were able to do such a task, and walked away so they could talk in peace. Malamar Ink. He mused about it for a moment before turning to Kyio. "Malamar Ink," he repeated out loud.

Ra frowned as he thought about the words. "I'm sorry to hear that, brother," he said eventually. "If we can help..." he began and then he glanced in the direction of Michael. "Well, there are humans here. Maybe they can be of more assistance than we can be. I don't mingle with humans more than absolutely necessary."

Microfiction&Poetry #8 - voing and feedback

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With 3 votes, the winner of this round is Writing. Congratulations! Your entry will be added to our Hall of Fame.

Microfiction&Poetry #8 - voing and feedback

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The Entries

absolute minimalism

my contest submission is this

words

Words on paper, they deliver the message
Runes, hieroglyphs, letters; a form of art
Italics and bold, to show what matters
The journey of the characters, a lesson for us all
Inspiring speeches or boring prose
Never-ending cycle of writing, reading, editing
Good job, it is complete.

Writing

Writing. A word that brings so much love and anxiety to my being. A word full of passion and fire, and a word of depth and the unknown all at once. A beautiful juxtaposition that lives inside of my mind just waiting to be tapped into.

A river of words that flow from my mind to my waiting fingers as each piece comes together to form a story wholly its own, willed into existence by my effort. A story so easily allowed to be in ruin or to thrive as I see fit but I am no god; I am a writer with the power of thought, and that’s enough.

MicroFiction&Poetry #8 : Writing (prompt and discussion)

Deadline is over and there are 3 entries in total.
Voting and feedback thread will be created today.

MicroFiction&Poetry #8 : Writing (prompt and discussion)

2 entries so far and 3 days before the deadline.