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Faraway Island || Late Afternoon | 19

Adventus idly watched the group, repressing a long yawn in the awkward silence. They were awaiting a response from the Croagunk which had not come yet, and they seemed to ignore his statement about his name.

The forest’s leaves rustled above, as a breath of cool sea wind drifted over the canopy and into the open area of the grove. He appreciated the weather today, having been in Hoenn for long enough to tolerate its warm temperatures. He also appreciated the silence from the group, since he was scanning the area again with his sensitive hearing. There was nothing to concern him yet, but this place could still be a death trap with its thick canopy and shadows.

He stopped to notice the Croagunk below him doing something, and he looked over the tree limb in curiosity. After putting the egg safely beside itself, the frog released a pool of toxic poison onto the ground next to itself. It then pointed to the dark purple puddle, then to itself, as if trying to silently tell them something. Adventus stares with thought at the gesture, but then catches the subliminal message. So this Croagunk is indeed mute! I had my doubts, the Weavile considers, but an actual mute, living this long? How did he do it? Whatever the case, he discards his contemplation. It was unnecessary to think about such things.

But what of the Toxic puddle? After a moment’s thought, Adventus comes up with something. “You are.....Toxic?” He speaks up, just loud enough for the group to hear over the quieting wind. “As in, your name is Toxic?”

Post Six

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[ Faraway Island // Late Afternoon ]

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He watched as the Croagunk nodded in agreement to Adventus’s name guess, revealing that his name was Toxic. Toxic, what a funny name, Adventus thinks, finding the name simple yet fitting. He watched over the group, before catching the troubled, returning stare of the Umbreon. It would seem that Adventus’s declaration to keep his name hidden did not fall so pleasantly upon the Umbreon’s ears. The sorrow that the Weavile sees in the Umbreon’s eyes makes him visibly flinch for a second, the expression surprising him with its level of hidden grief. After a hard blink, though, he pushes aside the surprise. Then, out of nowhere, a voice speaks to him. He perks his ears up to try and pinpoint it, before noticing that it is in his head. It sounds familiar to the Umbreon’s voice. “Please....Do not mistrust, Weavile. We must have allies in such darkest of times as of now....My name is Orique and I am the Umbreon.” Adventus continues to look down to the gaunt fox, showing interest in the introduction. “I can speak with you telepathically, if you wish, but I can just as easily leave you be....” Adventus stares for a moment at his telepathic speaker, thinking over the consequences of simply allowing telepathic communication. This person seemed trustworthy, and it was visible in every part of Orique that he meant no harm. He keeps his stare upon Orique, still sensing the telepathic link and offering his words in mental silence.

”True, true. I can see your worry; fine then, I shall give you my name--Adventus Frostclaw. You may speak telepathically to me, so long as you try not to pry into my thoughts like any of those nosy Psychics.”

The livid-tattooed Mightyena shakes his head in disappointment, probably for the amount of distrust that has come upon the group. “Well it’s nice to meet all of you. My name is Feu and this is my sister Glace.” Feu gives a courteous dip of his head along with his sibling. As he looks over the team, something sounds in the bushes on the forest floor. From the side of the group comes a rotting Absol, already prepared to pounce down upon Orique with its hungry maw. Glace interrupts the attack, tackling the attacker before he can strike. While she wrestled with the snarling corpse her brother had rushed to her. Her eyes began to radiate an orange glow as she directed a quick stare up to the sky, causing the air to break out in an intense bout of Sunny Day. After a series of cooperative attacks, Feu sucked in a large breath of air and belched forth a torrent of flames. The Absol began to squirm as it was immolated and fell to a half-melted heap on the ground.

During the commotion, the Pidgeotto squawked in terror at the sight of the surprise attack. She hopped into the air and unfurled her wings. She left without another word, disappearing back through the treetops and clear out of the forest. Adventus could not help but smirk at the team’s fortune. At least they will not have to worry about that rude bird anymore. He continues to watch the battle from his safe point in the trees, detecting no Undead scaling through the trees. I knew staying in the trees was a good idea. He considers with a long grin. The Gible appeared to be having a mental breakdown from the violence. No; actually, it appeared to be having a reaction to the blood. Oh perfect; she’s acting just like a Gible should.

A few more Absol appear through the shrubbery surrounding the clearing, one of which Toxic the Croagunk appears to have already begun to take care of. Adventus glares back at the Gible, bothered by her quickly diminishing state of mind. If that girl goes mad she will possibly attack everyone else and give the Absols a chance to fatally wound someone. Begrudgingly, he decides to come down from the tree. An Absol was trying to flank Toxic in order to yank him off of its fellow Absol, so Adventus decides to take it out from above. With a well-directed Aerial Ace he slides from the branch and springs off of it, coming at an angle to bring down the target. As he makes contact with it, it falls over with its back to him, leaving it disoriented. As it lethargically tries to raise itself back up, Adventus stomps down upon its back while his claws shell over with sharpened ice. He then digs his claws into the back of its rotted, soft neck while he keeps its head pressed into the damp earth. With a few tears and stabs he exposes the spine and pulls hard. A tender segment of the vertebra snaps straight out, leaving the Absol to hiss and screech before giving a limp gurgle and going stiff with death. He tosses the bone chunk to the side and begins to unfreeze his claws. The icy shell cracks, while he uses it to clean off the rest of the blood that had gotten in his fur. Before it started to melt, he tossed it beside himself as he stepped up to the Gible’s side.

He was certainly not a good sympathizer, and he knew that. But the others appear more than capable of mauling the rest of the Absol pack. He speaks quietly, his naturally dark voice helping to bring the seriousness of his point across. “Get ahold of yourself, Gible! If you give into your instincts now it could lead to disaster.”

((OOC -- You are fine to have Orique speak telepathically to Adventus, Ciana :1))

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Adventus listens, as the lame breathing and heavy steps of more Undead surround the clearing. Judging by the sounds, there may be around three more absol left to this pack. He snarls in frustration towards him and the team’s misfortune, his tailfeathers flicking irritably. The others are doing an excellent job of cleaning up the group, but they are going to need more help to kill this group. His claws begin to itch with the urge to slash the rotting horde open, but he stops his thoughts and looks down at the Gible. He needs to keep her from going berserk, at least for as long as the battle lasts. Hopefully his words are helping her--he could not tell yet from her expression--as there is not much else he can really do in the way of consolation.

However, his problem is given a solution when Glace steps up to Lotta as well. Even in the midst of the fight, Glace comes over to offer her own comfort to the Gible, wrapping her tail around the girl to try and calm her. Well, she seems to have a better handle on this situation than me. Adventus supposes, stepping back to probe the surrounding area with his eyes and ears.

Adventus steps away from the girls, turning to address the distant, emerging form of a particularly large absol from the forest undergrowth to their general left. And it was a large absol--he was supposing this thing was at least 5 feet tall! How pleasant it is for him to find such a worthwhile Undead to slay. He speaks over his shoulder to the Mightyena, supposing that she is going to stay with Lotta and try to keep her calm. If she does not want to, then that is fine with him--he needs to get out into battle to deal with the numerous Absol regardless. “Glace, can you take care of Lotta? I can take care of the Undead if you stay with her.” His stare remains focused upon the large, tainted-white feline, who upon seeing the three living Pokémon goes into a mad rage and begins to charge at them. Adventus takes a moment to plan out a move, before reacting to the approaching cat. He blocks the first claw-swing of its Night Slash with Reflect, causing the darkly energy to glance off the psychic barrier as Adventus counteracts with a swift frozen claw to his enemy’s muzzle. The attack tears off part of the Absol’s facial skin, causing it to back up slightly with a guttural hiss. It makes a move towards him angrily, generating a Night Slash upon its head horn. Adventus blocks it with another well-aimed reflect, leaving it open for another counter. This time Adventus clocks it in the chin, causing it to throw its head up lamely. While it is dazed it throws a stray Night Slash around by its horn, hoping to hit him. Adventus dodges around the flailing blade and claws his way onto its back, where he grabs ahold of the crackling appendage. Its dark energies do not bother him, leaving him a firm hold as the Absol begins to throw and buck around in an attempt to throw him off.

This has to be one of the major Absols in the group, if not the outright leader. So he continues to distract it, waiting until its deteriorated muscles wear themselves out from fatigue.

((OOC -- So how about we have three more Absol come, and then that will be it for the Undead for a while? Also, it’s okay if Glace does not want to stay with Lotta, Blitzstrike :3 Just putting it out there for you.))

([ooc: Hope this was okay, I had basic permission for Dainton to hit the side of the Absol Adventus was attacking. Tell me if anything was wrong and I'll change it! C:])

Post Seven

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[ Faraway Island // Late Afternoon ]

[ooc: Guys, I explained in the first post x: Eve, this is thinking and 'this is speaking.' Please do not change that.]

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The Absol continued to flail its massive body around the clearing, completely displeased at the adamant hold Adventus had upon its back. The weasel stayed adeptly on, waiting for the onset of the beast’s fatigue. As Adventus continued to be thrown around he took notice of another Absol bursting into the clearing, which had directed itself towards a fleeing Glace. Another buck from his ride, however, refocused Adventus’s attention on the Absol he was fighting with. Just as he expected, its stamina was not the best, as its limbs began to lag and its strength was ebbing. He prepared himself for it to tumble over, only to be surprised by a loud wail from the direction of the Absol that had emerged to pursue Glace. Something slammed straight into the Absol he was standing upon, and whatever it was impacted hard. It had created enough force to send the Absol straight off of its feet and cause it to drag along the ground. Adventus himself just barely managed to avoid the dive, falling off in a half-leap. He rolls onto the ground, before stopping himself on all fours and getting up to see what had happened. The surprise newcomer--some sort of teal-colored serpent--had recovered quickly, and after making a whimper of pain wasted no time in slithering straight off into a nearby set of bushes.

Well, that was awkward. Adventus stared at the odd serpent momentarily before quickly refocusing his attention on the Absol that had been toppled. It was trying to pick itself back up onto its lame legs, but the damage it took from the ramming dislocated one of its forelimbs. He rushed around the side of the beast, making his way to its head. He dodged the horn one more time, before grappling it and pinning it to the earth with one hand. After he was sure he was out of the range of its lazily struggling but sharp claws, Adventus dug his free claw into the back of its neck--after a few stabs with his claws shelled over with ice, he tore straight into the Absol’s back and severed the spinal cord. It certainly was not as easy as the others due to the Undead’s rather early state of decay, and it left him quite fatigued afterwards. After killing it he immediately looked up and around him, staying vigilant for the one remaining Absol that was somewhere around the clearing as well as the teal serpent. However, his sensitive ears could hear nothing save for the calm wind, and although the sun still shone rather brightly from the Sunny Day that was unleashed by Feu earlier he could see no other opponents.

He could just catch out of the corner of his eye something rustling a bush nearby, though, which could doubtlessly be the blue serpent that had fled. For the most part he dismissed the stranger. If it was willing to it could most certainly come out of hiding, but Adventus was more distracted by another matter. What he was more distracted by was the fact that Lotta was unconscious. Blood trickled from a small wound on her head, and a rock was held loosely in one of her hands. So she knocked herself out? He thought, happy that she at least found some way of controlling her carnivorous urges. I guess that is one way of solving her problem. He saw that Feu was still left behind with him, and had taken to curling himself protectively around the unconscious Gible. Adventus could not help but admire him and his sister’s coordination. He even gave a fleeting smile of gratitude to the male Mightyena. But where was Glace? And moreover--where had Orique ran off to? Returning his thoughts to the fact that Glace had fled, the Umbreon must have run in fear and Glace took up the trail after him.

This was confirmed with the sound of a heavy slam and a crack, proceeded by a solid slam that caused one of the surrounding forest’s trees to shake with the force. He could hear shouts of distress as Glace continued to rush after Orique, which became ever more distant as she pursued the terrified Umbreon. With that one gone, there would appear to be only one more Absol. However, it seemed to have gone into hiding. Adventus took up the opportunity to clean the coagulated blood from the battle off of his fur with the help of a frozen claw. He was still sighing heavily from the battle, but he lowered his breaths and looked up to speak quietly to the serpent that was still in hiding. "I recommend that whoever is hiding in the bush to come out. We still got one more Absol stalking somewhere nearby, and it certainly would be easy for it to attack you from there.”

It was only then, after the carnage of the battle, that he could hear croaks of pain. There was a presence that caused his fur to bristle in horror, as he switched his gaze over to watch a rotting Alakazam seize Toxic in its telepathic grip. It had held its gaze over the frog, before an energy caused Toxic to become completely inert. The Croagunk simply fell to the ground lifelessly--as if his very soul was snapped in two by whatever demonic forces the Psychic had used. Adventus was seething with rage, his claws scraping against each other as he methodically fidgeted them. But at the same time, he dared not to make a step towards the murderer, whose very body exuded an evil strength. After devouring the innards of the frog the Psychic sliced the toad in two with its powers and launched the gore across the clearing. Adventus raised a Reflect in front of him and Feu, the gore splattering against the barrier and falling to the ground. Before he left, a long and bloody smile slithered upon the Alakazam’s face, a thing so hideous that it would be forever imprinted in Adventus’s memory. After the Alakazam’s departure, Adventus was left standing there speechlessly. He remained seething with anger, flaring breaths of rage and daring anything to try and take any more of his companions.

((OOC--FFFUUUU Long post is long Dx Sorry about that.))

([ooc: Dear god WinterVeil! How the heck did you do that? ;w;])
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