The PACIFIDLOG Team

((OoC- I must pass this time, I am ill and have no motivation to write for Yusei at this time seeing as how it would just be more flash backs. However feel free to come looking for him and drag him back if you wish))

[ooc: ><""""" oarceus whyyy. I've been having trouble getting on the internet lately, so I'm gonna have to skip. Continuing from my last post (which was embarrassingly kinda long ago), Lev fell into the water from a misdirected Bounce attack, and feeling horrible that the one attack that would help didn't, he swam back to the others slowly. kfdas;ldj]

The larger Tentacruel whipped his tentacles around and threw the chunks and remains of the Wailord into the current, the infected flotsam being pulled into the rapids to the west. With a satisfied grunt, he turned and looked to the group of the others crowded around the Milotic. With a sigh, he slowly began to approach, glancing to the right when he noticed a yellow berry has plopped up to the surface, half-floating and threatening to sink once more. Tyrannus reached out and snatched it up, confirming it to be a Sitrus berry.

Without pause, the dual type drifted toward the group, pushing his way through before he came in front of the Milotic, setting the Sitrus berry directly in front of the serpent's head. "Eat up pretty boy. You're gonna need the energy for later. You young'uns better keep your guard up, since you can never know what happens out here." After a moment, he turned and nodded once to the Golduck. "You! Which way did you come from?! The West, the North, or the East?!"

The fight appeared to be over and everyone was approaching the unconscious Milotic. The larger Tentacruel had somehow managed to get himself a Sitrus Berry and was trying to coax Yusei into waking up. Zeke simply floated nearby and watched, feeling rather left out.

"You!" the Tentacruel suddenly barked at him. "Which way did you come from?! The West, the North, or the East?!" "Eh?!" Zeke raised his hand to scratch his head and nearly sank. He re-positioned himself then replied, "Huh, I dunno. The east I think. What the heck has that got to do with anything?"

He looked at Yusei again then swam up to him. "Think we'd better move him. Can't be good for him floating in filthy water like this." He grabbed the Milotic round the torso and hauled him over to a floating log and draped him over it.

Francis was more than releived when Yusei appeared to be alright. The Milotic seemed to be awake at least. The small jellyfish allowed a hidden smile to grace him as he watched the serpent stir. However suddenly there was a Golduk there. He turned to regaurd the newcomer with wide eyes but he seemed okay enough. The duel type narrowed his eyes, especially as the other newcomer came up. Calculations and peircing thoughts were racing through the jellyfish's head as he regaurded the two.

The other Tentacruel had proven himself to be rash, to say the least, but also an amazing fighter. He may prove to be a good ally... but only if he learned to contain himself. The Golduk on the other hand, well, he was just unbeleivibly ignorant. It almost floored the jellyfish but there were more pressing matters. The new, as well as larger, Tentacruel had brought a berry to help the fallen Yusei. Shame burned through Francis for not thinking of it earlier. But then a splash of orange cought his eye.

With another smile, Francis called softly to Leviathan. "Good job out there, my friend. You will be quite a terror when you evolve." Gentle amusment lit up his eyes and when he returned to the others, the Milotic was awake. Yusei's eyes were narrowed and anrgy as usual and he regaurded the newcomers harshly. Francis sighed but did not complein. He had come to expect nothing less of the serpent. instead he regaurded the two with a friendly nod. "My name is Francis. We appreciate the help." Nothing to do but wait for their own names in response.

Tyrannus huffed in a sort of defiant manner, lowering his cap as he narrowed his eyes, giving him an even more intimidating glare as he became irritated once more. He didn't like the way the Milotic addressed him; there was little respect, and to someone like him, respect was something that was a sort of requirement.

"I am Tyrannus! The seas and waters to the East are MY turf!" For a second, he cut his eyes to the Golduck. Even though the eastern waters were his own, he wasn't there to defend them while the Golduck went through, so he let the bipedal pokemon slide. "I am strict when it comes to my territory..." He leaned him, giving a hushed growl at the Milotic. "And I would be thankful if I were you pretty boy...You're in no position to be acting so tough. I've taken down things meaner and bigger than you young'uns put together!"

Well ... it seemed that Zeke had come across a rather strange bunch. Out of all of them, only the smaller Tentacruel wasn't making him feel uneasy. The Milotic, Yusei, had woken up and regarded him with a rather cold glare, despite the fact that it was Zeke who had helped him out. The larger Tentacruel started ranting about how the seas to the east were his territory and then shot a glare at him. Zeke hoisted himself out of the filthy water and sat on the stump of a vertical log, scratching the back of his head uneasily. "Well eh ... sorry, I guess," he addressed the large Tentacruel, who somewhere during his rant had introduced himself as Tyrannus.

The smaller Tentacruel said that his name was Francis. Believing that it was his turn to make introductions, Zeke tried to lift the tense atmosphere by grinning broadly and giving them all a playful salute. "The name's Zeke. Glad to meet you all."

((OoC-Permission to allow a direct hit on Tyranus was given by Ark.))

((Skip. Francis just does the equivelant of a face palm lol))

[OoC: Just skip for now, say he was beginning to sink down since the ice was weighing him down. My characters are going into the safehouse until further notice.]

Just what the hell was wrong with this lot? Zeke decided that he needn't have bothered introducing himself at all since they all ignored him. Yusei went completely apeshit for no apparent reason and attacked Tyrannus with Ice Beam and then started to surf on top of some hell of a huge wave before freezing it solid. "You want my respect? Or anyones for that matter? You better damn well earn it instead of being a complete ass," the Milotic growled over-dramatically, giving them all the evil eye.

Zeke laughed inwardly at how ridiculously over-the-top things were getting, but on the outside his face frowned and he smacked his hand against his forehead. "Can we just chill?" he pleaded. "Seriously, why's everyone so pissed off these days? Can't we at least try to get on? Sweet Arceus..."

He decided that he wasn't going to get involved in a conflict that had nothing to do with him. Getting up off his log and wobbling over to the half-sunken remains of a nearby house, he entered through the unhinged door and began rummaging around in a chest of drawers. He patted his chubby stomach with one hand and with a "Aha!" he pulled a small pouch of berries with the other. Opening it, he sat and happily began to chomp them down. He was surprised how fresh they were; clearly this town hadn't been destroyed for that long.

But what did destroy this place? he wondered as he chowed down a particularly delicious Pecha Berry. That stuff that Yusei said about living dead Pokemon... His mind envisioned that Wailord; how dark and rotten its skin was, its mighty roar, its red eyes. ...Could he have been right? He'd probably ask the crazy serpent a little later when he was in no danger of getting screamed at again. For now, he sat by himself and enjoyed his berries. He'd earned them.

(YUP THAT JUST HAPPENED, and ya'll can try and bring her back/rough her up a bit just don't kill her/fatally wound her)

Leviathan couldn't bring himself to meet his new friends, his heart thumping crazily as he swam backward in hesitance. These Pokemon before him... they were so casual about the killing of this Wailord! His memory continued to bring him back to the time as he watched his owner die of dehydration, his friends die from protecting - and in the end, the only one left was him. The Magikarp's will to fight died away, leaving behind a frightened fish that stuttered as the Tyrannus boasted of how tough he was. He floated instinctively towards Francis, watching Yusei blow off his steam via Ice Beams.

"I'm s-scared, F-F-Francis..." He whispered quietly as the events played out. Why were they fighting? They were only working together just a few moments before... Lev shivered, realizing how easy it was for others to betray one another in these times. And he couldn't do anything, because he was only a puny Magikarp, hardly fit to even attempt to resolve anyone's issues.

But just like that, Yusei's tail flipped elegantly as he dove away - wait. Those scales...! The pattern! Those are of a female's! Leviathan had always adored the grace of a Milotic, but this... "Y-Yusei! Wait!" Leviathan left Francis' side automatically, swimming rapidly to the slim figure of the other aquatic creature. Shock was only the beginning of what he was feeling, but the one prominent thought that stuck to him was a simple 'why'? Why would Yusei hide this? H-Hopefully h... she'll be willing to t-talk...

"I'm s-scared, F-F-Francis..." After all of the chaos that had gone around, through all of it, it was only when the docile Magikarp actually spoke that Francis noticed how quiet he had been. Guilt washed over the Tentecruel as he turned to leviathan with a smile in his dark eyes. At least the fish trusted him as a friend. It was more than he could have asked for in those times. he allowed Lev to moved close to his side, protectively sheilding the fish from the rest of that insane and aggresive group. he could hardly blame the Magikarp for being frightened. He spoke to his compaion in a soft but reassuring voice. "Do not fret, my good chum. Things will have to calm down eventually. They have to sleep sometime."

He ended the attempt at a joke with a playful wink at Leviathan, but the delicate light mood he was trying to set was almost immediately shattered. Yusei was screaming again, almost immediately after the small jellyfish had finished speaking. He flinched visibly at that sharp shreiking, barely able to make out the words, "I HAVE HAD IT! I AM SICK OF ALL THIS SHIT!" The Milotic was losing his cool again and it hurt Francis on a personal level. He had almost felt as if they could have been friends earlier... what had happened? However, something even more astonishing happened that left Francis simply gawking as the serpent retreated.

Having been the Pokemon of a scientist, Francis was very educated on the world. He would have named the scientific names af every Pokemon in the Hoenn region. Thus it was no suprise that he saw the fins on yusei's tail that had marked his gender, well, show their true colors and revealing his-er, her- true nature. The small Tentecruel was so shocked, he could only stare as Lev shot after the serpent, calling out to him. "Y-Yusei! Wait!"

As his frozen body sank down a bit, two emotions went through Tyrannus: One was anger, since he was floorboarded at how the Milotic lashed out at him. He...Er, she, didn't know who she was dealing with. But, at the same time, he felt a bit of rare admiration, since there had been few living pokemon who had the stones to attack him. With renewed vigor, Tyrannus began whipping away at the ice with Poison Jab with a free tentacle until it shattered. He looked from the deep and shifted as he went straight for the frozen wave.

Pushing his tentacles down to a shallower part of the seafloor where Corsola would've been, the dual type hoisted himself up and went in front of the Milotic, his head lowered like normal to give that glaring gaze. At first he was silent, then he shifted and rose a tentacle, pointing it to the Milotic and then...

He simply spoke, his voice still having that grit and wiseness, but it wasn't as irritated. "You're alright young'un. Not many people attack me like that and get away to live and tell the tale. But, you know what? I like the way you do what you do. You have the air of a leader about you, and you can lead the rest of these young'uns well." The Tentacruel gave a hoarse chuckle, one that was similar to an old man's. "I would tell you that your temper needs some work, but who am I to talk?" With the way his eyes were, one could tell he had years and years of experience fighting and surviving, so he knew what he was doing.

(Ooc: I need to skip ORZ, too busy at the moment.)

At first, Tyrannus slid back a tentacle to prepare a Poison Jab to help him break through the wave, but something wasn't right. His tentacle went down as he noticed the wave was shorter than the others, and it was falling too fast; with Yusei coming down with it. The realization was too late as Tyrannus threw up his tentacles in a futile effort to shield himself from the tumbling Milotic.

There was a moment when she was struggling while Tyrannus was trying to push her off that caused the two to become tangled up, just ending up closer to each other. Tyrannus was irritated, but shifted and glared at Yusei. "You know, young'un, you should at least take me out to dinner first before you go trying to court me."

Zeke popped the last berry into his mouth and savoured the sweet, juicy flavour. He ran his fingers through the pouch to check that there weren't any more and then felt a pang of guilt. Hmm ... maybe I should've saved some for those guys out there. Even though they weren't really friends, per se, he felt the need to help them out a little, seeing as they'd just endured a huge battle with the biggest Pokemon in the world. Speaking of which ... Zeke remembered that he wanted to ask that Milotic what the hell he was talking about when he referred to it as a 'living dead'. He hoped that he had used the phrase in a metaphorical sense...

Casually wandering to the broken door of the house and gazing out at the murky ocean, Zeke tried to spot his interesting new acquaintances. He spotted the larger of the two Tentacruel in the distance and dived into the water and started to make his way over. But then Yusei began riding on yet another wave while screaming, "FUCK YOU JERK!", only for it to collapse underneath him. Zeke raised his eyebrows and tried not to laugh as Yusei landed on top of Tyrannus and began flailing around like a Magikarp caught in a net. As if that wasn't funny enough, the Tentacruel tried to shake him off and the two ended up tangled.

"Look," Zeke began as he reached them, trying to hide his smirk, "I know this has nothing to do with me and all that, but can you just ... not fight for a while? From what I've seen, things are pretty damm grim around here and your bickering is only making things worse." He wasn't finding things amusing anymore as he remembered the question he'd been meaning to ask Yusei. "Look, Yusei, I want to know what you meant earlier by 'living dead' Pokemon ... But first I'd better help you out of that tangle you've gotten yourselves into, yeah? Don't worry, you can trust me. I'm a nice guy!"

Tyrannus glanced over to the Golduck, sighing a bit before he loosened his tentacles and chucked the flailing Milotic onto a wooden board that seemed to be pretty well anchored down. The large Tentacruel slowly turned in the water to face Zeke, giving a soft sigh.

"You know, young'un, being a nice guy don't always get you too far. Out here in the ocean, especially during this Epidemic, not everyone's going to be nice and willing to help. There's a lot of deceivers." The aged dual type gave a slight nod to the Golduck. "I would know. I used to be that way myself before this whole mess started." Tyrannus gave a slight shrug with a few tentacles, seeming to calm down now. "I plan to see this thing through, though. I plan on outliving this little, "Epidemic", or whatever it is."

Zeke flinched a little as Tyrannus tossed Yusei onto a wooden board. "Hey, be careful! Don't be so rough!" The Golduck dipped his head a little deeper into the water until only his eyes and the top of his head remained surfaced as the large Tentacruel slowly turned towards him. Oh shit, I'm in for it now, he thought, and got ready to bolt if the bigger Water-type made any sudden moves. However he sighed softly and his voice was rather gentle and generally nonthreatening as he spoke.

"You know, young'un, being a nice guy don't always get you too far. Out here in the ocean, especially during this Epidemic, not everyone's going to be nice and willing to help. There's a lot of deceivers." Zeke raised his head a little out of the water, now fully alert. Epidemic? What the hell did he mean by that? "I would know. I used to be that way myself before this whole mess started." The Golduck saw with great relief that Tyrannus was calming down and that he most likely didn't intend to attack him. "I plan to see this thing through, though. I plan on outliving this little, "Epidemic", or whatever it is."

"Whoa, whoa!" Zeke held up both of his arms to silence the Tentacruel and briefly sank. Once he emerged he clambered his way onto a nearby wooden board, not far from where Yusei was. "Slow down there pal ... Epidemic? What are you talking about? I mean ... Yusei said something about that Wailord being 'one of the living dead', but ... I thought he was just exaggerating or something." He looked directly into the dual-type's eyes, a look of pure dread and terror etched on his face. "Please ... tell me that he was just being a drama queen. None of this is true ... is it?"

"I'd love to say it is young'un, but then I'd just be a lying old man." Tyrannus sighed, a few bubbles coming up as he did so. His eyes lowered a bit before he focused on the Golduck. "I've fought many an undead...Pokemon that died coming back from the great beyond, or ones who were living turned into this crazed beasts." The Tentacruel shifted and nodded once to Zeke.

"There's something going around, some kind of disease or something, that makes those into this. Ones who get infected turn into those things, and those who die from it are reanimated as shambling husks, like that Wailord we fought." The Tentacruel went on, having flashbacks of the many times he fought infected pokemon. "The threat and the fact that this scourge exists is very real."

Zeke simply stared at Tyrannus with his beak agape while the Tentacruel spoke. So it was true ... that Wailord had been undead. Pokemon were dying only to rise again and turn on the living ... to Zeke it all sounded like a horror story that some mischievous kid would make up to scare his younger siblings. Not only that, but Tyrannus had mentioned that it was a disease. That could only mean one thing: it was possible for Zeke to catch it himself.

Suddenly feeling rather faint, Zeke held on tight to the log so he didn't topple off. The Golduck took deep breaths to calm himself as everything that Tyrannus said whirled around in his head. It took him a few minutes to find his voice again.

"S-So this ... this virus ... is it contagious?" He knew that it was a stupid question but his mind was in such a jumble he doubted he could've said anything barely intelligible.

[OoC: Due to a time crunch with work, I can't make my post in time, so I will skip. Say Tyrannus did the equivalent of a facepalm.]