Sanguine Rose

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Faye Wrexlyn

Inventory

Pokédollars: 500
1x Potion
Camping backpack with a cold weather sleeping bag with a sleeping pad added to it, waterproof canvas tarp, 50 ft of rope, mess kit, extra clothes, a week of food (granola, jerky, a few canned soup, pokemon food for Sage, etc), water purification kit and canteen, compass and maps of the region, magnesium fire starter, multi-tool knife, and a camping saw.

On-hand

Sage

♂

Species: Eevee
Type: Normal
Level: 5
Status:
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Growl, Sand-Attack
Ability: Adaptability - Increases STAB from 1.5x to 2x
Held Item:

PC

Things hadn't clicked, not just yet. Faye nodded initially, when he said he'd just gotten a job in Nexus and was new to Evig. She wasn't surprised. This wasn't exactly a region for established Pokémon trainers until recently. But when he mentioned the league, she lost some of her smile and looked him up and down once more. Then the smile vanished and her eyes widened slightly upon the introduction. Basil Rivens? The Basil Rivens? And he was standing here just chatting with her like it was no big deal to hear of it. Of all the chance encounters in this entire region and she ended up meeting the Basil Rivens because his Yamper liked to be photographed?! If it wasn't for Vex (as it turned out) yipping, she might not have broken out of her momentary daze.

The smile that spread back on her face was far more than the polite generic smile she had before. It was the only thing to keep a squeal of excitement from escaping her. It was one thing to see Adriane at Kapoc's lab, especially since she'd managed to get over being awestruck talking to the Champ on the phone for the interview. It was another to have such a random meeting like this. She knew it was best to play it chill, and not gush, but it was so damned hard to.

This was something Sage must have noticed. A gentle nudge from his head and a yipped, "Eev." He'd said something, asked questions. Shit, I need to say something. A few blinks, and she found her voice again.

"Yeah, I grew up here and remember how hard it used to be to find Pokémon in the wild, so I'm excited to really be getting out there and seeing how the new populations are thriving. There's actually quite a few places that are paying good money for pictures of wild Pokémon, so I'm looking forward to getting some great shots while I'm working my way to the top." She let out a half-laugh before letting it die behind a beaming grin.

"I'm Faye Wrexlyn, and this is Sage. I'm still trying to decide exactly what my plan of action really is beyond just picking a direction and starting on it. I know what happened here and what I want to do for this region, but with all of it, my brain's kinda tugging me in all directions at once. The first step to walking a mile is picking a direction, but while I'm trying to do that, I figure might as well bond a bit better with Sage and get familiar with Grand Glory while I'm at it. I don't want to rush into catching Pokémon and heading out without being sure of where I want to head first and what route is best to take in order to shape my starting team the way I need to. Do you - "

She paused for a moment before exhaling a heavy breath. "I'm sorry...Basil - is it cool if I call you Basil? - but I can't believe I didn't place you before now. It's really awesome to meet you when it's not, ya know...business...and - I hope you don't mind me asking, but - would you be okay with Sage and I taking a picture with you and Vex? I can share it with you, if you wouldn't mind exchanging information, and I can also send you the picture I took of Vex. If you have any other Pokémon you would like photographed or think might want their pictures taken, I can take them too and send them to you. I don't mean that to sound weird or anything - I'm kinda a professional Pokemon photographer, too - at least local to King's Cross and a handful of regional magazines right now."

Anepool Academy for the Gifted

@xXSINXx okay, but my tag was also an hour before you moved the sheet. Please read your notifications next time.
You're only partially accepted right now as I still have to review your updated sheet.

Anepool Academy for the Gifted

@Silverstein Vampires work differently in this setting. Also, there isnt a way to give people powers through chems like Project Power. People either can use magic or they can't, and those that can use magic are either born with it or have to learn it. No one can just take a pill and get powers, let alone have any ability to control those powers if taken.

Vampire Lore

They consume Ki instead of blood - typically through biting but not always and it doesnt always draw blood - but otherwise have the same physical abilities as humans. They can go out in the sun without harm; are born like humans and cannot "make" new ones; and don't really have any weaknesses to particular objects, foods, or magics. They do have a natural affinity for magic and all learn at least some form, but there isnt a set thing they learn or cant learn. There are no half-vampires either; in order to be born a vampire, they must have 2 vampire parents. While they do have longer than human average life spans, it's not by centuries but only a few decades (so average like 100-110 years instead of 80-90 years).

If you want to try reworking him, go ahead. My PMs are open if you want to ask questions or whatever.

Anepool Academy for the Gifted

@xXSINXx before you move her over to the Character Tab, give me a bit to read and review her too. I'll message you any issues if there are any.

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Faye Wrexlyn

Inventory

Pokédollars: 500
1x Potion
Camping backpack with a cold weather sleeping bag with a sleeping pad added to it, waterproof canvas tarp, 50 ft of rope, mess kit, extra clothes, a week of food (granola, jerky, a few canned soup, pokemon food for Sage, etc), water purification kit and canteen, compass and maps of the region, magnesium fire starter, multi-tool knife, and a camping saw.

On-hand

Sage

♂

Species: Eevee
Type: Normal
Level: 5
Status:
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Growl, Sand-Attack
Ability: Adaptability - Increases STAB from 1.5x to 2x
Held Item:

PC

There were a few rare occasions she'd gotten to show a curious wild pokemon the picture she took of it, but it was always fun watching them react to their picture. Some understood it - like this one - others were amazed by the thing. Of course, it was rather rare she was up close and personal with a wild pokemon she was photographing. But then, it turned out her original hunch was right and this wasn't a wild pokemon.

She smiled as she stood back up, letting her camera rest on her stomach as she sized up the guy approaching them. I wonder how many he's actually got. She didn't take long to assess him and her smile never faltered. "He wasn't bothering me at all. I had a feeling he belonged to someone. You've got yourself one photogenic Yamper." She glanced down at Sage then back at the guy. "Yeah, just got my gear from Kapoc and Adriane. How about you? Only have your starter and the Yamper, or are you not so new?"

Anepool Academy for the Gifted

Ms. Target - Headmaster and Ki instructor

Name: Alexis Target
Alias: Blitz; Ms. Target
Age: 45
Position: Headmaster, Ki Instructor
Years at School: 18

Gender Identity: Female
Race: Mutant
Natural/Racial Abilities: superior than human durability to blunt force trauma; increased natural healing; superior than human speed, strength, and hyper awareness (i.e. almost a sixth sense that allows her to navigate her surroundings without needing to rely on her eyesight, can even help her identify who may be around her without looking, and act as kind of a “danger sense”.)

Height: 5’5
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Red-orange
Distinguishing Features: Scar across her left eye from hairline to cheek bone, piercing red-orange, X shaped scar across her back, barcode tattoo on the back of her neck just at the base of her hairline
Appearance Notes: While she doesn’t look like much overall, looks are generally deceiving. Outside of class, she dresses as most would attribute an administrator would, but for class - she dresses for movement in training shorts and sports tanktop that show her muscle tone she otherwise hides. She wears sunglasses most of the time, both to hide her scar and just cover up a recognizable face. It’s exceptionally rare to see her smile.

Magic Type: Ki
Magical Focus: She’s known for being a pretty much savant of all things Ki, though healing seems to be just as painful for the recipient as it is draining for her - so she leaves any healing training for Ms Harper.

Brief Personal Overview: Cold and stern are just two of the things students have noted about her. She doesn’t have much for sense of humor, and has a low tolerance for rule breaking. She does, however, understand the need for kids to be kids and doesn’t put as strict and expectation on her staff to uphold her level of vigilance for delinquency, but any that are caught do not see easy punishment at her hand. She has always been very goal oriented, and as an instructor gives instructions as succinctly and clear as possible; she seems tough on students, but that’s mostly tone of voice over an overemphasis on perfection. While she does adhere to the school's no smoking policy, students that leave campus have seen her exit the grounds to fuel her nicotine habit with a cigarette or two each day.

Alexis and her twin sister - Sophia - had normal childhoods for the most part. Until they were teens, anyway. Their parents were away a lot and they spent their early years in boarding schools, until they were finally brought home. Or, rather, not home but a lab. It turned out their parents had been working with an organization that was trying to mimic superpowers in ordinary humans and they had a part to play. Genetically modified and experimented on, she wished to block out the worst of the years they spent testing and training her to utilize her powers. They came easily to her, her sister was not so lucky. The experiments killed Sophia where they hardened Alexis. By the time the program was brought to public light in ‘93, there was not much left of the normal kid she had once been - but a hardened soldier. The program was quickly shut down, and she spent the next year of her life being evaluated by the LVA while working with a member of the Legion of Hope to verify she wasn’t going to pose a threat to anyone after the pain she endured.

Fast forward a few years and Alexis has been operating as Blitz. When the LoH received word there were rogue planes headed to destroy major landmarks - Blitz was the first to respond. She made headlines, much to her chagrin, for taking down the two targeted at the WTC while her mentor Dawnstrider - a telekinetic that had been working with the LoH since the cold war - managed to stop the one aimed at the Pentagon. When Anepool Academy for the Gifted was first opened, she started off as just an instructor, working with students to learn Ki abilities while still operating as a hero with the Legion of Hope. As time went on, and the LoH wanted to keep a heavier hand at the academy; the original one was getting old and needed to retire. Alexis was the obvious choice, already protective of the students and staff at the school and vigilante to make sure their school security was top notch. She became acting headmaster in 2013, officially took over as headmaster in 2014, and has been in the role ever since.

Mr Coleson - Civics Teacher & legal council for the school

Name: Wayne Coleson
Alias:
Age: 33
Position: Civics, & Speaking/Writing/Research Teacher, as well as school legal council and runs a few clubs
Years at School: Alumni + 6 years.

Gender Identity: Male
Race: Human
Natural/Racial Abilities:
Height: 6’1
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Distinguishing Features: 3” scar on the right side of his jaw, his glasses
Appearance Notes:

Magic Type: Ki & Personal
Magical Focus: Force Fields, Telekinesis, and Persuasion - the exact limits of which are not known to the students or newer staff as he generally only uses small portions of his magic when desired - generally only the force fields and telekinesis at that.

Brief Personal Overview: A laid back, almost apathetic teacher - Mr Coleson tends to be a favorite of students that don’t enjoy daily homework assignments and standard tests that require studying. He prefers assignments and tests that show active knowledge of the curriculum, and delivering engaging lectures over just reciting information from books and giving tests that require tons of studying. Many find that they can slack off in his classes but just engage in parts they enjoy and still do well; homework counts for so little as do tests, that it’s easy to maintain a B+ so long as you just do projects and speak up every so often in class.

He was kind of an enigma as a student. While he was a social butterfly, no one ever really knew what the real truth was of anything of his home life. His father was a lawyer with rumors of connections to several different crime families in Anepool and beyond but nothing was ever conclusive; his mother was more mysterious with no one ever really certain exactly what she did or who she worked for given her entire life was essentially top secret. They died his senior year - yet another mystery he never let the truth come to light.

When he graduated from AAG, he set his sights on what people assumed was following in his father’s footsteps of going to a top school and eventually getting a law degree from Harvard law. What they didn’t foresee was that he majored in secondary education and would apply back at AAG to be part of its legal team as well as an instructor. While he continues to keep much of his life a mystery, there is no small secret that there is an aura to him that helps act as a warning to anyone that actually manages to break through his laid back personality and actually trigger an angry reaction.

Mr D - Head of Security

Name: Damian Smith
Alias: Glitch, Mr D
Age: 34
Position: Head of Security
Years at School: 18

Gender Identity: Male
Race: Mutant
Natural/Racial Abilities: Can see electromagnetic wave lengths, and hear noises produced by such frequencies even if they aren’t visible. Nervous system was augmented to alter how his brain processes pain, making him able to keep going without realizing he’s injured (and thus can make something minor into a serious injury). Susceptible to DoS if someone overloads the frequency he’s accessing.

Height: 5’10
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Distinguishing Features: Scarring all over his body, most notably on the inside of his right wrist, as well as a minor spasm in his right arm that makes his hand twitch every so often

Appearance Notes: He hides a well toned muscular physique under - typically - jeans and a plain t shirt, with his always present jacket. Outside of his office, he generally also wears a compression sleeve on his forearm and a fingerless compression glove on his right hand to help reduce the amount of twitches he experiences.

Magic Type: Personal
Magical Focus: Electromagnetic transducer - can intercept communications and encrypted messages with his mind. He can bypass encryptions and access any type of frequency - it just is a matter of time. Can only focus on one wave at a time, and closed circuit communication requires him to be on site at a terminal to access, but otherwise can use this ability to bypass firewalls/encryptions/password protections/etc with relative ease.

Brief Personal Overview: A very open and friendly person despite his role, Damian has never hidden much about himself. He started with Anepool Academy for the Gifted as soon as it opened its doors. As a student, he helped design the state of the art security system that keeps the students and staff safe from prying eyes, and after graduation stayed on to eventually become the head of campus security.

For how social and kind he may seem, there is a darker side to this staff member though. When he first started attending, it was kept secret what his homelife was. Until he became comfortable enough to talk about it. The truth of the matter is, he didn’t have one. He was a test tube baby, conceived and raised in a government funded experiment program trying to custom make metas in the hope of creating indoctrinated, loyal super soldiers. His formative years were spent learning more than just reading and writing, but in learning multiple languages and various skills related to espionage and combat.

But his powers gave him an advantage the others in the program didn’t have - he had access to the outside world. This was what led to the end of that experiment program, and his eventual freedom. So as he developed in Anepool Academy, he sought to continue his efforts to stop metahuman experiments. He is outspoken against experimentation on meta-humans, and runs a club for students that have experienced discrimination due to magics, as well as offering to be a confidant to students that may have been abused as well.

Ms. Dakota Harper - The Art Teacher

Name: Dakota Harper
Alias: Ms Harper
Age: 25
Position: Art Teacher
Years at School: 3

Gender Identity: Female
Race: human
Natural/Racial Abilities:
Height: 5’8
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Honey Brown
Distinguishing Features: Her skin tone and beaded hair, as well as her heirloom choker and bracelet.

Appearance Notes:

Her ruddy tan skin tone darkens the more time she spends out in the sun - typically taking on a nice, rich mahogany color during the warmer months. Long black hair falls in layers to roughly her lower back; chin length bangs frame her high cheek bones and oblong face. Sections of her hair are braided with beads and leather thread - both beads and leather in white, blue, red, and black- and left to hang down along with the rest of it. She also wears a choker and bracelet both designed with beads that are far more faded than the ones she uses in her hair.
Modest bust and slight curves are typically covered up/down played during the school year with conscious wardrobe choices; generally it’s nice blouses with cardigans/long cardigans matched to flowing skirts or sometimes knee length sweater dresses and properly coordinated leggings. She prefers comfortable flats over heeled shoes - more likely to wear slip on shoes or flat soled boots over sneakers; aside from just being comfortable, it helps keep her from feeling too tall since she stands five foot eight already. Rarely seen without a smile on her lips, even if it is a tiny one, when it brightens it can even put a sparkle in her honey brown eyes. She doesn't wear much makeup, generally just some black eyeliner to accentuate her almond shaped eyes and a nice natural lip stain a shade or two darker than her natural color; if she does spruce it up, generally it's just adding in a nice rustic color for a smoky eye effect.

Magic Type: Ki
Magical Focus: Healing
Brief Personal Overview: A warm and friendly person, she is kind of a free spirit and gravitated toward a teaching position as an art and music teacher over what many would assume would be a better suited job as a school nurse. While her classes do get the standard ‘traditional’ instruction most would attribute to art and music taught in most schools, she also enjoys introducing the styles she grew up with and incorporating more than just standard teaching methods for all the classes she teaches.

While she is a meta-human, she didn’t go to Anepool prior to coming here to teach. Instead, she lived in a small town just off the Cheyenne reservation her mother grew up on, with her parents and twin brother - Neka. While her maternal relatives weren’t happy her mother married a non-Cheyenne, they still helped her mother raise them with a strong sense of heritage and Cheyenne traditions. This included learning from her grandmother when Dakota took an interest in the holistic medicines her grandmother used to treat sick tribe members, and actual healing when her family felt it was appropriate to start teaching her more. While they wanted her to stay and continue to assist the medicine women with work on the reservation, Ms Harper felt too free spirited to be locked into such responsibility. Instead, she went to college to be a teacher - originally planning to just teach at a local college before being offered a position at Anepool Academy. Adjusting to life in such a big city was hard for her, but she adjusted quickly.

While she doesn’t actually work with the school nurse staff, she does assist from time to time when there is a serious injury at the school. She is always willing to help out a student that is feeling under the weather but doesn’t want to actually see the school nurse - but usually offering up only her holistic medicine instead of store bought medication - and has an open door policy for anyone just looking to chat.

Ms Reed - Tech teacher and Director of Admissions

Name: Alexandra Reed
Alias: Ms Reed, Cortex
Age: 30
Position: Director of Admissions; Teaches tech classes
Years at School: 6

Gender Identity: Nonbinary
Race: Human
Natural/Racial Abilities:
Height: 5’4”
Hair Color: Red
Eye Color: Brown
Distinguishing Features: right eye is slightly red-ish due to being cybernetic
Appearance Notes: She dresses however she feels, generally preferring pants and a nice top to business suits. She does dress business formal for special occasions (such as first day of school.) She lost her right eye when she was younger and has replaced the missing eye with a cybernetic one to regain full visual ability. She likes having her nails painted, but not much else for makeup, and generally does it with whatever color she happens to feel like at the time. Some weeks she sticks with the same color Monday through Friday, while others she may change her nail polish every day.

Magic Type: Intellect
Magical Focus: Tech - her specialty is organic replacement, but she helps with teaching basic tech and blueprint drafting. She helps students that look to get into med tech stuff in advanced classes and has classes that are both for Intellect based magic tech and non-magic classes relating more to vocational lab tech training.

Brief Personal Overview: Ms Reed may seem short with students despite her best efforts to try to be approachable as a teacher, but it’s more in how she phrases things with an expectation they understand the material at hand, over needlessly explaining it. She never takes issue with needing to explain if someone asks for it, but it does take someone raising their hand to ask the question or stay after for an explanation rather than her realizing someone might not be on the same page as her lesson. It can be very apparent this woman has more than one thing going on in her brain at a time, and while her classes never seem unfocused, basic level classes may end see her skip steps of instructions and need to go back over them because she neglected to say those steps out loud.

Alexandra was always a studious child, progressing ahead in school faster than her peers. She was on the fast track to graduate by the time she was 14, and had her sights set on becoming an astro-physist or study quantum mechanics or a geneticist, until a fateful day when she lost her eye. She would have loved for it to be some big dramatic accident that led to its loss, but unfortunately the tale is much more mediocre; she wasn’t paying attention while on a hike with her family and a tree branch caught her in the eye. The doctors did the best they could, but the damage was too severe to help her retain her vision beyond just seeing the difference between light and shadow. The loss of her eye sparked her to shift gears and dive into a vastly different field of biomechanics. She still graduated as scheduled, but had become focused on recovering what had been taken from her. By the age of 16, she had crafted her own working eye and corresponding brain chip to ensure it functioned; it was installed in her a year later. She still holds the patent to that, and several other cybernetic prosthetics she developed for survivors of wars and other misfortunes and licenses them out with explicit instructions for them to be produced and provided affordly through a charity she set up with her father and his employer called Life Lines, which provides these prosthetics to those in need for free* (*exceptions do apply, but the vast majority qualify.)

Instead of proceeding into that career, though, she was intrigued by Anepool’s School for the Gifted. She hadn’t attended it, but a lot of what she heard about it and those with gifts for magic made sense to her. She visited a few times on tour, spent a week auditing classes, and decided that was what she wanted to do - teach others that were gifted. She got her teaching degree and ended up with a double major in business administration. The school, at the time of her application, wasn’t looking for teachers, and she was hired as part of the admissions department. Two years ago, they came in need of a tech teacher and she took on that role as well with plans to fully transition over into being just a teacher next year when she finishes training her replacement.

Col/Mr K - Head of Auxiliary Security

Name: Col. Yuri Kovalenko
Alias: Col. Kovalenko, Col. K, Mr K.
Age: 46
Position: Head of Auxiliary Security
Years at School: 2 Months

Gender Identity: Male
Race: Human
Natural/Racial Abilities: natural athlete, expert marksman, trained in several forms of hand to hand combat, speaks multiple languages
Height: 6’6
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Distinguishing Features: A few scars, but mostly the look in his eyes of someone that has seen way too much
Appearance Notes: He has a couple of scars scattered on his body from wounds sustained during his time in the military, as well as from having his appendix removed. He keeps his body in great shape and while he’s abiding by the request to not remain visibly armed, he is never without a weapon.

Magic Type: -
Magical Focus: -
Brief Personal Overview: A rather stoic person, people have noticed it tends to be difficult to elicit a proper emotional response from him. He keeps conversations on track, and only as long as necessary. If there is small talk to be had, he’d prefer silence. He is always attentive though, studying situations and working out strategies with them. When there are tempers flaring, he keeps a level head and is one of the first - if not the first - to step in to de-escalate when the situation calls for it.

Yuri’s parents defected from the Soviet Union to Canada in 1960. His father negotiated to become an American asset in exchange for citizenship for him and his wife. Shortly before the birth of their first child, they were awarded their citizenship. His father continued to work with the US government for most of his life, while his mother ran a daycare to help with the raising of Yuri and his 4 older siblings. Most of his life was mediocre, being taught to stand up for himself and what he believed was right, to not let others push him or anyone else around, and such being drilled into his head by his father and mother. He showed the same teachings on the school grounds - often disciplined for taking decisive action against bullies.

While his brothers went off to pursue other careers and only signed on with the National Guard, Yuri sought to follow in his father’s footsteps and enlisted in the military. There, he received specialized training, and after rising through ranks, was offered an opportunity to join the US branch of the IPL. In 2009, he began his work with the IPL. While not as physically intensive as his former tasks, it gave him opportunities to use more of his skills than before. Until the highly secured task that saw him acting as a hands off overseer of a special project. While he wasn’t directly involved with the subject, he was one of the commanding officers overseeing Subject X-40012010-Σ. He - like others - was not pleased with the decision to allow the lifeform out into public, around school children, and volunteered to set up a task force to oversee it be safely done. As part of it, he acts as point for the IPL agents - both scientist and military assets - that have come to assist in ensuring this experiment go smoothly, and has taken on the role of being the head of the auxiliary security force. As such, while his task is ensuring the experiment is successful, he has agreed to assist Mr. D and other school security in de-escalating problems and ensuring the safety of the students outside of his IPL requirement.

Dr Coleson - School Psychologist

Name: Arilyn Coleson
Alias: Mrs Coleson
Age: 35
Position: School Psychologist
Years at School: 5

Gender Identity: Female
Race: Human
Natural/Racial Abilities: Multilingual
Height: 5’8
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Gray
Distinguishing Features: Freckles
Appearance Notes: She doesn’t like to wear a lot of makeup, sticking mostly to lip gloss if anything, and tends to only do the bare minimum of using some moisturizers to keep her skin soft and a good cleaning routine to keep blemish free. Outside of that, she likes jewelry, but nothing too flashy and will generally dress to her mood with a preference to a colorful, comfortable wardrobe that can be seen as fashionable in its own eclectic way than anything standard like business suits.

Magic Type: Personal
Magical Focus: Empath - innately senses the emotions of those around her; she has honed this gift to be able to identify which emotions belong to which individual, and can completely block herself off from feeling other people’s emotions. She also can use her empath abilities to enable others to feel the emotions of someone else.

Brief Personal Overview: A friendly and open person, she enjoys being around others. She likes to brighten the mood of others and sees to it to try to help those that may seem down. Helping others makes her happy, and she is always willing to set up time to talk to anyone and everyone that wants to stop in, whether it be about adjusting to life in the school or having a difficult time with a class or even just trying to figure out prospects for after graduation. Like many of the teachers, her door is always open and if it’s not (because she’s already speaking with someone) - she has a drop box right next to it for the person to leave their information and she will reach out as soon as she is free.

Arilyn grew up an only child to two very career oriented, well off parents. She never wanted for anything - material wise - and had the best care and education growing up. That didn’t stop her from being lonely. At school, she felt isolated from many of the others - many treating her as an outcast for not having the same superiority complexes they did. It wasn’t until she started experimenting with magic in her free time that she found she had a knack for Empath magic. That became a game changer in high school, when she could secretly use it on the elitist others and realize they were as phony as they sounded. It also sparked a desire to understand the workings of the human psyche and put her on the path that got her to where she is today.

She met her to-be husband while in college. The way her magic didn’t quite have the same effect on him that it did on others intrigued her and was what initially sparked their relationship. She was still working on her post-graduate degree when Wayne started working at Anepool, and after looking into multiple ways to apply her doctorate, she settled on applying to Anepool as well as an adjustment counselor. She took over the role of School Psychologist last year after the previous one - Dr Drakof - left for a teaching position at Oxford.

Fenixtear - A Fairy Tail RP

@Sho Minazuki@Landaus Five-One@Spectral

It had seemed the plan to distract and run worked out. The group came across another decent spot to rest for the night, and made camp. Typical forest chattered on, but they remained otherwise unaccosted this time, even able to eat something. Carver certainly was excited at that prospect, even if his rations were homemade jerky. The next morning, at first light, they set out again. It took another day and a half of travel - crossing rivers, trying to keep their footing on crumbling ledges, and making their way through dense underbrush that had overgrown parts of the path - to finally reach their destination.

The forest ruins hide under tall, ancient trees. Pathways once kept up were now crumbled and overgrown, or broken and moved by roots no longer hidden beneath the earth. Crumbled out bridges lead to other collapsed buildings. The main hold, carved into part of the mountain, stood firm, though. A few columns decorating the entrance may have fallen or broken up, but there wasn't much blocking the pathway in.

Carver pulled out his notebook and verified a few things he'd written in it before giggling, "Oh this is absolutely perfect." He made no delays in heading straight in. The first room had grand vaulted ceilings with tile art crumbled in places, columns lined the length, but much of the artwork carved into them was covered by large clusters of vines that crept up their height. Damaged tapestries hung between pillars, and broken tables littered the ground with broken pots and forgotten nondescript rubble of what might be destroyed relics of the culture lost to time.

Further in, the next room opened with a window carved into the ceiling higher up, faded mirrors were set up in various places along the ceiling to cast the light in various angles and help provide a bit of natural lighting so it wasn't all darkness; a few of the sconces fixed to the columns and walls lay amongst rubble where their holding locations had crumbled. Like the previous room, there was rubble scattered around the held what appeared to be destroyed scrolls or pottery and relics, as well as other threadbare tapestries either still managing to cling to the walls or piled on the ground amongst rubble. Nine archways led further into the mountain.

Crouching down, Carver dug through his backpack again to retrieve a different field notebook. He flipped through the pages quickly, finger scrolling down page after page as he searched for just the right information. "Right, yes, so according to this we are in a greeting chamber. So..." He stood while keeping his attention fixed to the page. "If we go, this way- " he pointed - "we should end up finding the great hall, which doubled as the throne room. The treasure room is down that way - " he pointed again - "And the sleeping quarters are that way - " with another point - "[color=darkkahki]which is where we would logically find the royal sleeping chambers. So considering the layout means we will be heading from one side of the ruins to the other, we might as well start in the throne room, where my research indicates is the most logical location for the scepter to be located.[/color]"

He shoved the book into a pocket inside his jacket, and slung his backpack back on his shoulders. He pulled a flashlight out and turned it on, before heading off into the darkened passage he first indicated to the others. Like the previous two rooms they'd walked through, this had huge columns carved out to support the vaulted ceiling. There were more sections that had crumbled with time, and scarce sections of light broke through the cracks in the ceiling to paint the room in a mix of dusty light and sheer darkness. At the far end, caught in a quick flash of light, was the dais on which a set of thrones sat among other crumbled bits. Skeletons scattered around the room in vague piles in remnants of what they had been wearing at the time of their demise, much like that sat on the throne itself. A glint of something caught the beam of the flashlight at the far end of the room and Carver smiled more. "Perfect! This is going much better than I anticipated. That might actually be it," he said as he picked up his pace into the room.

"Hey! This is my stuff. Get out." A bellowing voice came from a dark corner Carver hadn't shown a flashlight on yet. Not long after, a huge boulder came hurdling their way.

Anepool Academy for the Gifted

@RedOnTheBed Yes, feel free to use the link to join the discord. If it doesn't work, let me know and I'll update it.

@xXSINXx You're not late at all. I won't start reviewing sheets until tomorrow (est) for just this reason. I don't want anyone to feel rushed to get their sheet together. The IC is still going to be another week or so from opening as well. This week is a busy one for me with several family birthdays and then a party this weekend one of them.

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Faye Wrexlyn

Inventory

Pokédollars: 500
1x Potion
Camping backpack with a cold weather sleeping bag with a sleeping pad added to it, waterproof canvas tarp, 50 ft of rope, mess kit, extra clothes, a week of food (granola, jerky, a few canned soup, pokemon food for Sage, etc), water purification kit and canteen, compass and maps of the region, magnesium fire starter, multi-tool knife, and a camping saw.

On-hand

Sage

♂

Species: Eevee
Type: Normal
Level: 5
Status:
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Growl, Sand-Attack
Ability: Adaptability - Increases STAB from 1.5x to 2x
Held Item:

PC

It certainly was good she decided to start with learning more about Grand Glory's landmarks. The city felt like it changed so much since she came here after it first opened up 4 years ago. It was nice to see wild pokemon were thriving around the city, but Pidgeys, Pidoves, and Rattatas were not only hardy from everything she saw of them across the regions but became common features around most cities in this region. At least, she was used to seeing them around King's Cross. Even Meowths were starting to seem that way. Given how desolate of pokemon populations the region was after Cipher first left, she was glad to see them. She took the time to scan each breed, and take the best picture she could of them. Pokemon in their natural environment always came through with the best representation of them than getting pictures of captured pokemon.

As she walked, she chatted at Sage about various things - explaining what the pokemon around them were and showing him the pictures she took of the other pokemon. But standing before the fountain and its majestic legendaries again was something else. She snapped another picture, capturing the fountain and the statues at just the right angle to highlight the beauty of the scene, before hearing a yip behind her. She may have had Sage for only a little while, but she'd figured out what his yips sounded like.

Faye blinked and looked down to see the Yamper. She pulled out her pokedex for a quick ID before slipping it back away. She looked around to see if someone might be looking for it before looking back down at the electric pokemon. Well that was odd. A wild yamper in a city like this? Then she did a double take, looking between the dog-like pokemon and her camera. "Oh? You like my camera? If you can be good and not short it out, I'd love to take your picture and show you it. Okay?" She gave it a moment before she took its picture and switched to picture preview mode, then knelt down and showed the Yamper the picture she took. "What do you think? I think that's a pretty good picture of you, wouldn't you say? You know, I'm kind of surprised to see you here. Did you wander off from someone or are you on your own?"

Pokémon: There and Back Again

Faye Wrexlyn

Inventory

Pokédollars: 500
1x Potion
Camping backpack with a cold weather sleeping bag with a sleeping pad added to it, waterproof canvas tarp, 50 ft of rope, mess kit, extra clothes, a week of food (granola, jerky, a few canned soup, pokemon food for Sage, etc), water purification kit and canteen, compass and maps of the region, magnesium fire starter, multi-tool knife, and a camping saw.

On-hand

Sage

♂

Species: Eevee
Type: Normal
Level: 5
Status:
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Growl, Sand-Attack
Ability: Adaptability - Increases STAB from 1.5x to 2x
Held Item:

PC

"Mom? You okay?" It was weird to hear and see her mom go so stalk still after answering the phone. If it hadn't been for the fact she heard someone on the other side of the line a second time, and her mom suddenly snapped out of the trance, Faye would have taken the phone and just hung up. Even when her mom did start talking, she sounded choked - almost struggling to form simple words - before offering the phone to her without a word and walking out of the room.

"Hello?" And then she was almost as speechless at hearing who it was. Well of course it make sense that Mom had been so weird. But that was the least of the times it would happen. After the call, Mom had seemed weird when Faye excitedly mentioned what it had been about. Dad seemed apprehensive too but neither talked about it much. After much pressing, and two more calls, it made sense. As far as Dad said, Mom was nervous to see her go out and actually start becoming a trainer - that it could be dangerous. She was ready for the danger; she didn't tell her parents that she was actually looking forward to that because this world needed more people that looked to face danger instead of hide away from it. She'd be damned if she sat idle and let fear of Cipher or other organizations like that do instead of prepare to oppose them.

But that was essentially how it always went. Especially the day before the big day.

Mom sat quiet, painting as she did when she felt distressed. Faye almost couldn't bring herself to get her mother's attention and say goodbye like she did to her father. Her father didn't try to talk her out of it like she thought he would. But then, they were always supportive of her going out to explore and learn. He knew there was no talking her out of this, so he helped her pack as best as he could. It took about a dozen reassurances she would call frequently and not take any unnecessary risks. By the time she had her pack all set and was about to step out the door, Mom had stopped her on her way out of the house. One long very tight hug, and a hellavalotta tears later her mother finally wished her luck and promised to always be available to help give her advice if she wanted it. A solemn reminder that her pokemon were not tools but friends and so long as she listened, they would keep her from straying down the wrong path.

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Stepping off the train then walking out of the station in Grand Glory City, Faye stood for a moment and just stared at the grandeur of the city. It had been years since the last time she came here. She couldn't remember much of where any of the landmarks were, but thankfully in her collection of maps was a map of Grand Glory, just for this. Unfortunately, sightseeing would have to wait. A sleeping Snorlax blocking one of the tracks had caused her to need to switch to a different train and now...a meeting reminder beeped on her phone.

"Shit...I'm going to be late!"" She tucked her phone and the map away. A quick resettling of how her backpack sat on her shoulders, and she set off running down the sidewalk to the Headquarters. She burst in the door, thankfully used to the cardio and not completely out of breath, with a few shouts of "I'm here. I'm here! I made it!" just in time for Evlyn to approach the other trainers present. The leisurely walking pace helped her get her breathing back under control more than just standing still did. It was okay Adriane wasn't there yet, as disappointing as it was, she didn't want to be catching her breath in front of her idol. Not only would that be embarrassing, but it would feel like a stark mark against her worthiness as a hand picked new trainer to take on people that the person who took down Cipher felt could help keep this region in line.

Before she could fall down that rabbit hole of thought, they were in the office of the professor that would be running things remotely. Adriane showed up not long after, but by then Faye was already breathing normally. The smile that bloomed on her face the moment the Champ ran in was nothing short than total admiration and set a bit of a sparkle to her eyes. Even after speaking to her on the phone, it was a whole other level to be standing in the same room with Adriane and being reminded once again that out of so many others she was one of the few to be picked by the Champ to be a new trainer for this region. Failure wasn't an option. She listened intently, taking note of everything he said to ensure she didn't forget it. Half of this was information she already knew, but it never hurt to brush up on the basics.

As soon as she had her pokedex, and the others received their starters, she scanned each of the pokemon before putting it - and her pokeballs - away, then ensured snapping pictures of the pokemon with their trainers - provided they actually looked at their pokemon while still in the laboratory - and then Adriane, Professor Kapoc, and even Evlyn before putting her camera away too. She didn't want to keep swapping back and forth, and proper pictures of her own could would come later. Eevee may not have been as special and flashy on the surface as the others, but he would be someday and he was already that on the inside. She squatted down to get on the same eye level as Eevee and smiled broadly. "You look like a Sage if ever I saw one. We're going to be a great team, you and I." She gently ran her hand over his fur before standing up and eying the pompous loudmouth blathering on about how awesome he and his pokemon would be. What a loser. Everyone knows actions speak louder than words.

She shook her head. If she stood here and dwelled on that loser she'd end up opening a can of worms she didn't want. If someone as pompous as him was chosen by Adriane to be a new trainer setting out to compete in the Evig league, there was a good reason. By right now, she had more important things to do than figure out what that reason was. Another glance down at her pokemon, and she nodded her head toward the doors. "Come on, Sage. The wider world awaits." With a yip, Sage trotted off at her heels.

The first step in any journey is getting familiar with where you have been, and the best way to get to know someone was by being around them. So she checked her city map one last time just after leaving the League Headquarters, picked a random landmark to walk to, and started heading that way. After a few steps though, she stopped and looked at Sage. "Wait, I haven't gotten your picture yet. Come on." She crouched down again and pulled out her phone. The camera was already set on selfie mode, and she made sure to pose just right to snap the picture - which just so happen to catch Tristan being escorted out of the building by a Hydreigon. She snickered and saved the picture, and quickly snapped another shot. "That's a keeper!" then texted it to her parents. She also texted them the number from her pokedex so she could focus on just using that for her phone instead.

"Alright. Now we can go." Hoisting her backpack back into place, she stood up and tucked her phone away once more. Then it was off to start hitting landmarks and see what luck may bring her way.