(ACE) The VIRIDIAN Team

The toothy grin that was plastered on Brimstone's face never left his maw as he continued to slash away at the droves of Infected in the building. Everything around him had been little more than a blur. He hadn't even noticed the arrival of the strange arachnid-like creature, and he assumed the scream was little more than a death cry from one of the infected bugs as it was smashed into the ground beneath his claws. A brief blast of fire charred the blood on his talons, and it flaked off like blacked snow as he whirled around just in time to swat a beedrill from the air.

He was in his element. It was only until the heaviest part of the hoard had been decimated -- which was partially thanks to the precise and rapid blade-action of the scyther -- that he realized Skoll had vanished from the battle field.

The charizard snorted, and a puff of smoke escaped his flared nostrils. "Bah. He's missing the fun." Even so, the mindless attacks of the undead creatures were tedious even if they were manageable. They operated on instinct; sloppy blows and strikes fueled by bloodlust were easily countered, though the heavy breaths that escaped Brimstone's throat as fiery drool dripped from his open jaws showed that age had taken a toll on the brutish male's stamina. His lame leg wasn't helping matters either, as it was shaking badly as he relied on it more and more to hold his weight.

As much as he hated to admit it, he couldn't fight forever. There were many mauled and mangled bodies littering the floor, but it wasn't all of them. He could still hear the skittering of many legs and the moans of the undead.

He had been told not to burn the building, but at this moment, he didn't care. He just wanted to smell the scent of burning, rotten flesh. Besides, it seemed that now he was the only one in the building aside from the dead.

The dragon released a bellowing roar as flames licked at his lips. He extended his wings, only dimly aware of the fresh tears that burned in the already shredded membrane, and let the waves of flame escape his jaws.

How fitting that the humans referred to the technique as Incinerate.

Luzige winced as he heard another shrill shriek from the psychic, this time from the mention of her being delicious. But it's true! "You ought to stop screaming so much," he pouted. "You might attract the whole forest!" The Scyther was looking at him weird, before talking. "...You... realize you look like a bug too, right?" The Arachneon hastily nodded. "So... why don't you eat yourself?" A grin splattered on his face.

"Ohhhhh gosh! Gosh, gosh, you do not know how absolutely delicious I am!" he squealed. "Even if it were only a few licks and nibbles I taste amazing! The only reason I don't completely eat myself is because I need my body to kill more prey!" Luzige began to nibble on one of his forelegs, humming a happy tune. "It's a shame, really. I wish I could eat myse-" before he could finish the smell of smoke hit him again. What was burning NOW?

In a flash the bug-type was skittering across the mossy ground, back to where the building was only to find it... Burning down. The giant red dragon thing had set it on fire! Luzige flattened his ears, giving a childish scowl. The whole forest might burn down if these flames got out of control.

Kenna wasn't sure what to do, nothing in any strategy prepared her for a living who wanted to eat her. She had only planned for undead, infected monsters who had no feelings and didn't mind death. She couldn't fight off another living creature, it was immoral. "...You... realize you look like a bug too, right? So... why don't you eat yourself?" The astute question by the mantis took her by surprise, and she also wanted to know the answer. In addition, she just wanted to know what the heck it was.

"Ohhhhh gosh! Gosh, gosh, you do not know how absolutely delicious I am!" Now she was officially creeped out. He kept going on and on about his taste and bugs, and eventually she had to tune him out before she threw up. She forced her senses alert to danger, because if he came within five feet of her she was prepared to Teleport. The only thing between him and her was the Scyther, and she was counting on him being the good guy in this scenario. If they both turned on her, she wasn't sure she had a strategy to get out of that one. Other than to just high tail it out. Teleport was a wonderful thing.

Fortunately, she didn't have to worry about that because a fire suddenly caught the creepy bug's attention. She remembered seeing a large red Charizard inside and felt silly that she hadn't thought of him just lighting the building aflame. But, if they could have done that to start with, why did they break in instead of just torching it? Surely there must have been some strategy involved...was there something inside? Curious, Kenna tilted her head towards the mantis and pointed towards the fire. "Was he supposed to do that? Because you could have just done that to begin with..."

Skoll winced a little at another scream the abra produced. Yep. That had been her. While Creepy lived up to his name in all sense of the word, Skoll had to agree that yes, she needed to stop screaming. Now.

However, when Skoll had previously asked Creepy why didn't he just eat himself, the scyther hadn't expected such an... exuberant response. "Ohhhhh gosh! Gosh, gosh, you do not know how absolutely delicious I am!" he squealed. "Even if it were only a few licks and nibbles I taste amazing! The only reason I don't completely eat myself is because I need my body to kill more prey!"

Wow.

Some unfortunate Caterpie made the mistake of coming near, and Creepy instantly pounced on it, eating it with a voracity of which Skoll had never seen. He... really liked eating bugs. Well then. Good thing Skoll wasn't planning on sleeping in the near decade.

Smoke wafted near, pulling Skoll's attention away from Creepy to the Checkpoint building not far, where Skoll had left Brimstone. He groaned and the abra asked, "Was he supposed to do that? Because you could have just done that to begin with..." Skoll gave her an angry glare.

"Because I didn't want that warmonger to bring down the entire forest while we're still in it," he growled, and then made a bee line back to the building. Yep. It was on fire. An exasperated sigh escaped him and he looked to the old charizard. "You done? Because we should get to the city before the fire spreads and traps us."

Brimstone managed to shoulder his way out of the burning building before too many of the structure's supports were consumed by the flames. He snorted and spat on the ground before suffocating the resulting ember with one of his claws.

The warmth that ravenous flames were emitting was a welcome change from the dull warmth that the broken rays of sunlight offered. Now that the danger had been effectively taken care of, the charizard found himself filled with the desire to simply curl up - like a very overly sized cat - in front of the flames and just doze.

Unfortunately, such fantasies were interrupted by the voice of his scyther "companion".

"Yes. I'm done," he growled as he shook dried blood from his body and winced as the movement irritated the fresh cuts and scratches that adorned his skin. He glanced over his shoulder at the blazing fire and scoffed. "Well, almost..."

Without another word he opened his fanged jaws and released another powerful stream of fire at the building. With the undead now effectively eliminated, there was really no reason for the fire to continue. With the addition of the new fire, he was essentially trying to suffocate the existing blaze. Fight fire with fire so-to-speak.

Of course the building would also remain unstable with it's charred supports, but at least the fire wouldn't spread to the surrounding trees. He grunted once he was done. "Satisfied? No need to rush."

It was a shame he had to eliminate such a wonderful wildfire, but he supposed burning the forest to the ground would not be his best move.

Luzige yipped in panicked when the flames began to dance before him. The building was almost, if not completely burnt to ashes. It was barely standing! So much for preserving the environment... The Arachneon leaped in fear when a lick of flame came too near him. But through all the terror and panic of the fire Luzzy couldn't help but look at Brimstone in admiration. So powerful... And looks awfully delicious too!

The bug-type almost drooled at the thought of having the Charizard for a feast. It's a fire-type, so it's basically pre-roasted! Oh how delicious he would be with some berries and perhaps a Caterpie or two. The Arachneon hopped up to the fire-type, grinning. "Oh wow mister! That was really cool!" he squeaked, hyperactively jumping about. The fact that the giant red dragon thing just put out a fire with fire amazed him.

"Soooooo- are you guys heading to the city?" Luzige queried, wagging his tails. "If so..." Another giant grin. "Can I tag alooooooooooong?"

Kenna was thoroughly impressed by the skill of the large lizard to put out his own fire with more flame. He choked it off completely, and the sheer brilliance of it dazzled the little Abra. She quickly reminded herself to remember that technique the next time she encountered fire moves, it could come in really handy. The mantis had been worried about the forest burning down, and she had been ready to offer her Teleport, but now that was a moot point.

"Soooooo- are you guys heading to the city? If so...Can I tag alooooooooooong?" Creepy bug-thing was being extra creepy now. That grin on his face was giving Kenna the shivers. As much as she would like to hope these other living creatures would offer her shelter, she wasn't sure how safe she would be with him around. He did, after all, want to eat her. However, if there was any chance for her to survive on her own now that her family was dead...

"You won't leave me here...will you?"

The day in the forest seemed cool and normal, trees rustling against the soft wind, leaves dancing amongst the air. Seems like a perfectly normal day for the Epidemic indeed. It has been a couple of weeks since her first arrival to this forest, the Glaceon spent most of her time hiding in the trees as well as gathering as many ripe berries as possible, especially since the Epidemic could ruin them quickly. Yesellie enjoyed her time alone, despite her yearning for her Taillow friend; Renda. Nonetheless, the Flying-type's conscious seems to always echo in her mind when she least expects it;
'Gather as many berries as you can, if you plan on travelling out of this forest, I bet my tail that there will be barely any outside! Mind as well 'stock up' so-to-speak.' Renda's high pitched voice squeaked in Yessie's mind. The Fresh Snow Pokemon always hated the Taillow's smart talk, but it was always true nonetheless. Grass crunched underneath her strong paws, glancing up at the tree with the branch that seemed to be the lowest one there. With one messy hop, she clambered onto the branch/ It took a while for her to get used to hopping onto such tiny areas. The Glaceon was much more familiar with hopping onto a huge stone to a huge stone, rather than onto a tiny, feeble tree branch.

She froze - excuse for the pun -- a bit as she took a whiff of the air. The smell of fire seemed to be nearby, though she had poor hearing, the crackling flames seemed to be obvious to hear. Yessie narrowed her azure eyes toward the sky, spotting the unmistakable grey smoke fluttering into the open air. The Fresh Snow Pokemon frowned, was it living? Undead ready to cause a wildfire, nonetheless, she has to ditch the area. Pity, it was a great place to live in for the past three weeks, especially due to the lack of Undead being spotted about (that or she's just that damn good at hiding).
With all of her might, Yessie raced over to the site where the smoke was, the fire crackling seemed to have gotten louder with every step she took. What made it seem suspicious, was that the fire crackling suddenly stopped. It was confusing really, the Glaceon finally arrived to the site on a tree branch (oh how much she would love just to get down onto ground!), spotting figures of Pokemon. First time, and they were actually living. Just her luck. Now she has competition for food. What amazed her the most, however, was that they were actually some sort of tribe -- they were working together. Well by the looks of it, though it seemed obvious they're familiar with each other already; "Oh wow mister! That was really cool!" Some four- no, six-legged, bug-like Pokemon squeaked at the Charizard. He oddly resembled tribe mates, but he looked nothing like them, while the Charizard seemed old, withered with age, yet he gave off a powerful atmospehere. Nonetheless, Yessie continued to listen, "Soooooo- are you guys heading to the city? If so... Can I tag alooooooooooong?" The city? There was one nearby?

'Well, since I live with humans usually, you could actually find me there Yes!' The edge of the Glaceon's lips cracked into a smile, "True Renda my friend."
"You won't leave me here...will you?" The Abra - whom she just noticed - perked up. The Psychic-type wore something odd that was placed in the front of his eyes, but Yessie could not say a thing -- due to her position -- of course. The Glaceon just simply watched, not wanting to give away her position, especially since the Fire-type has an obvious advantage to her if she seemed like a threat to them.

[Ooc: sorry for being a bit late on posting :'o Homework was getting onto me]

Zero lay in the shade of the trees, the sun peaking through the canapy as he lay in wait for the others to return from whatever it was they where doing.
"Why am I waiting for them? I don't even like them!" He growled as he looked to the city, its ruin something he took some pleasure in seeing.
The Pokemon center and gym where still standing though, but most of the homes where completly collapsed or oblitorated. So many trainers pass through this way on there way to the pokemon League, so many pokemon must have gone wild in this place for it to be reduced to nothing so easily.

Zero let out a yawn before getting up and stetching. He had waiting long enough, he should probably go in and look for them, even though he would have liked to let them be on there own, he wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight unless he knew they where fine.

((I'm asuming everyone is in Viridian City, correct me if I'm wrong.))

Skoll hated Creepy. No if's, and's, or but's. Hate. His creepy amount of zeal, his giant, toothy grin, the fact that he found everyone -including himself- delicious. And he wanted to follow. A lip curled in distaste as he begged to come along, and Skoll's gaze flicked to Brimstone. Should anything happen, the scyther had full faith that the charizard would be able to handle it. Which, the beast had just accomplished in choking the growing wildfire with his own flamethrower, and that indeed impressed Skoll. Damn fancy.

Skoll turned for a moment. "You can stay if you keep up... and NOT eat us. Ever," he growled, then began to make his way down the city to the path. However, as the trees cleared, he noticed a small horde of silhouettes and another flitting above them. His eyes narrowed as his instinct began to give him hope. He paused to listen, hoping for some kind of clue.

"Whatchoo got!? Whatchoo got?!" he heard echo in the distance, and instantly, his heart was in his throat. He propelled himself forward, using every ounce of speed he had on his side.

"ARI!"


Ari was having a blast. It had been the first real rumble since she'd left Celadon and that fucking disgusting snorlax had impeded on her turf. A faint smile of nostalgia graced her scaly lips as she smacked a fearow down into the ground. That was a fight. She laughed as the meager group of Dead tried to rise after her, and she rocketed herself downward, obliterating them all in a beautiful Bulldoze. Fuck yeah.

It was only after that she heard the voice. "ARI!" She turned and saw a green blue heading toward her, and her face lightened.

"Skoll?!" Had she finally found him?

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Brimstone offered a crooked grin as the strange, multi-legged creature hopped up to him jabbering about just how cool his method of putting out the fire really was. The charizard puffed out his chest in response and held his head high. Well, he supposed it was worth putting out the blaze if it was reciprocated with such compliments.

Even so, the irony of the matter was that the creature vaguely resembled the other small canids that had tagged along with them, canids that the charizard frequently referred to as prey. If Brimstone had known that the creature was imagining just how good he would taste... well, the thought certainly would have brought a loud guffaw from the large, flame-spewing dragon.

Even so, the indication that both the strange canid and the abra gave that they seemed to want to accompany the shifting group drew little more than a snort from the large elder. He supposed he could tolerate them. For now. It wasn't like he was going to be flying long distances until his wings were at least a bit healed anyway.

Besides, in some ways the presence of a group was comforting. It reminded him vaguely of the brood he used to lead, even though the obvious lack of females ravishing for his attention was something he sorely missed.

"Well, if we're going to go lets g--" Brimstone was cut off as Skoll suddenly shot off into the distance, and the large lizard raised himself onto his hind legs to momentarily check where the bug seemed to be going. He scoffed, a puff of smoke once more escaping his nostrils as he fell back to his feet with a large thud.

"Wonder what got him buggy."

((Sorry guys, this post has been sitting in the post box for the last three days. Family and stuff are in this week, and things have been hectic.))

"You can stay if you keep up... and NOT eat us. Ever," Luzige immediately pouted, butt planted onto the ground as he went teary-eyed with over-exaggerated disappointment. "N... Not even a nibble?" the Arachbeon whimpered, false tears rolling down his face to make him look almost... Pitiful. It was an art the bug-type had perfected in his free time back before the epidemic, listening to the stories about a Meowth-in-Boots who used his trickery and deceit to obtain things that he desired. The six-legged mutant admit, after his evolution this action had only given him scowls and faces of disgust but hey--it was worth a try!

When the delicious Scyther rocketed into the sky screaming something about this 'Ari' or whoever, the Arachneon couldn't help but be consumed by curiosity. "Wonder what got him buggy." Luzige gave a snort of laughter, grinning again. Heh, buggy. In desire to figure out who this 'Ari' was, he climbed up a nearby tree and perched on one of the highest branches, peering into the distance with red, glossy eyes.

However all the bug could see was Skoll, a group of tasty undead, and pretty yellow and blue feathers. [Whatever it was, he bet it was delicious too!] He hummed a tune, watching as the meeting occurred. He couldn't hear them, but Luzige sure could watch them. Like the fucking creepy stalker he was.

Though she never got an answer to her own query, no one said she couldn't tag along so that was as good as a yes to Kenna. But before anything else could be said, the Scyther took off through the trees in a buzz. "Wonder what got him buggy." She shrugged, but the thought caught her attention. Intrigued, Kenna tracked him and used her Teleport to appear on the outskirts of a battle between a flying ancient bird and a mob of undead.

The flying creature's moves were basic, brutal, and lacked any sort of finesse. Kenna saw a lot of missed opportunities and wasted movements, and an alarming number of times the female left herself wide open after an attack. There was no strategy here at all! She was just throwing her weight around! That fact was rendered all too true when the bird unleashed an attack Kenna had never seen before and wiped out the remaining group in one fell swoop, and she couldn't keep quiet about that.

"What the heck was that supposed to be?! That was no battle, that was just a lot of pomp and nonsense!" The little Abra, with her eyes still closed and head tilted sleepily, pointed a finger at the one the Scyther called 'Ari'. "You didn't do anything! You just tossed yourself around the field and just, well, bulldozed over them! That's not a plan, that's what you do when a plan fails and you're too stubborn to quit!"

"You can stay if you keep up... and NOT eat us. Ever," The Scyther scowled his reply, the mutant looked offended at the thought, he quivered his lip, "N... Not even a nibble?" Yessy had to think of other things to prevent herself from bursting out into laughter. What a group! They seemed quite friendly, though the only thing intimidating was the Charizard. "Well, if we're going to go lets g--" He was immediately distracted by the Bug-type rushing forward into the distance. The Abra seemed to followed him, as she disappeared within a flash. The Glaceon blinked at the scene, but twitched her lips. Should she come down now? The group seemed quite friendly.

"Wonder what got him buggy." The Fire-type scoffed as a puff of smoke escaped his nostrils. The Bug Eeveelution snorted, Yessy had to prevent herself from doing so in order to not give away her position. Immediately, he jumped onto the tree the Glaceon was on, peering off into the Scyther's direction with his red eyes. Yessy was glad he didn't take notice of her (she was on the branch behind him), but she shrugged. It seemed pointless to hide herself, especially since this group seemed friendly. Perhaps they can team up together, and find Renda along the way. Instead of a competition for food, maybe a tribe-like manner where they catch for the youngest and oldest ones first. The stronger being the last to eat. That way, the tribe would be evenly matched in the future.

The mutant behind her hummed a tune as he watched the scene, Yessy never realized it herself, but she hummed along as well. Whether it did, or did not give away herself, she wouldn't mind. She'll end up in their band of misfits either way. "Nice tune," The Glaceon commented, breaking off as she realized she was following up. The Ice-type turned her direction toward the slightly mutated canid, her gaze unwavering.

((Sorry, but I'm far to tired to post. Its been a long, hot day, and I really just want to rest. I'll have Zero randomly find everyone my next turn.))

Despite Ari's elation that she had finally found her brother after Legends knew how long she'd been looking -not counting when she was sidetracked in Celadon- but then an abra simply appeared and started bitching at her. "What the heck was that supposed to be?! That was no battle, that was just a lot of pomp and nonsense!" The archeops glanced to the incoming form of her green brother, who stopped with wide eyes to stare at the incredulous abra. He made a movement to try and stop her before she continued, but it wasn't quite fast enough. "You didn't do anything! You just tossed yourself around the field and just, well, bulldozed over them! That's not a plan, that's what you do when a plan fails and you're too stubborn to quit!"

Ari scoffed and laughed in the little abra's face. "Well, it worked, didn't it? Besides, it's better than just teleporting away like some chickenshit abra. Pfft. You know this whiny bookworm bitch, Skoll?" she asked, turning to the scyther, who looked to facepalm had he palms.

A groan escaped Skoll as he reminded himself that he was glad to have found his sister. "...Yes, Ari. Just found her in the forest, no need to bash her face in..." He looked to the figures in the edge of the forest, and waved them over with his scythes. "Come on, it's my sister."

Skoll's somewhat reluctant call to his "companions" had Ari shocked. Usually, he picked solitude over group efforts, but he must have been desperate to actually try and make friends. Aww. Her brother was finally growin' up... A smirk played at her scaly lips as her sharp eyes scanned the group for anything more useful than the bitchy little abra. Weird ice dog, creepy bug thing, and hot damn a bulky, scarred brute of a charizard. "Umf," Ari commented as her eyes looked the red figure over. "Who's the finger-lickin' brute of a male over there?" Fortunately, her voice was loud enough for the others to hear, making Skoll's mood more sour.

Brimstone had to admit, his first impression of the infamous Ari was a good one. As he came into view he was greeted by plumed, reptilian avian of a species that he did not recognize that had just started to cast a retort back at the little abra's comment on her method of battling.

The charizard snorted, realizing that he had no need to offer his opinion on the matter. Ari seemed to be speaking his mind exactly. He liked that. It was rare that he encountered a female that went out and looked for a fight rather than rely on powerful brood lords such as himself to defend the territory.

He limped forward as Skoll waved the group over, and he held his head high as he purposely shifted his body so that the worst of his scarring was in clear view. It was true that he had enjoyed the attention of the little bitesize glameow -- and now that he thought about it, where had that kitty gone? -- but he preferred that from females that were a bit more his type.

"The name's Brimstone. Your brother told me a bit about you," the older charizard offered a toothy grin and glanced over at Skoll. "You were right, I like her."

"Nice tune," Luzige's eyes sparked with happiness from the compliment. "Oh, why thank you!" he smiled, swaying gleefully from side to side. Clicking his mandibles together as he caught Skoll waving his scythes. "Ooh! C'mon, let's go meet them!" he giggled, skipping like a little kid across the plush grass, towards the pretty feathers. The Arachneon caught her name several times in the conversation. Ari. It was so simple! Then again, lots of other names were simple too.

Wagging his... Tails he waved with his front legs, which looked more like wild flailing than anything. "HAI!" he exclaimed. "I'm Luzige~" the bug type began to bounce on the spot, becoming even more hyperactive. For a split second a thought crossed his mind... Something about his mom once saying he might have ADHD... Ah, screw it. Who cares! I don't even know what this... A-dee-aech-dee is! Luzige twirled around, surveying the Archeops left and right with random thoughts coming to mind. "Pretty feathers~" he mumbles goofily, stopping his bouncing to admire the blue and yellow.

Kenna felt embarassment wash over her as she realized she ranted aloud. The dino bird took named Ari took an immediate dislike for her, and the mantis Skoll just dismissed her. It seemed she wasn't making a very good first impression. Even the impressively skilled Charizard now looked at her with distaste. But really, what did everyone have against strategy and skill? Barreling in without thinking was a tactic for the dead, not these seasoned battlers.

Not even ten minutes with new company and she had made herself an outsider, and that sucked. True, she had never been that good with others, prefering hee books to actually socializing. Maybe, if she showed them her own skills next time, and how well she strategized, they might be more forgiving? While she hated actually battling herself, if it gained her the alliance of these stronger creatures then she stood a better chance at survival. And that was a plan worth pursuing.

"Oh, why thank you!" The Bug Pokemon smiled, clicking his bug-parts together (Yessy had no idea how to describe them). She was quite surprised that he didn't ask for a name and she popped out of nowhere, nonetheless she shrugged it off. "Ooh! C'mon, let's go meet them!" the Bug Eeveelution gleefully running off as he made his way back toward the group. The Glaceon followed him with great hesitation, the group made no notice of her presence as she followed the candid, it was quite funny, it seemed like a great reunion. She caught a couple of names as the conversation was thrown around; Brimstone the Charizard, Ari the (colorful looking) bird, and Luzige the happy-go-lucky bug.

Yessy said nothing as she stared at her feet, her gaze mostly fixed on her bracelet; the symbol of her leadership. Of course, this group must already have a leader, maybe that one leader could be her role-model... If he (or she) seemed good enough. The Fresh-Snow Pokemon pouted, if the leader was good enough, what would be her role in the group? Would they even accept her? Nonetheless she said nothing, if anyone wanted her name, they would be yelling at her for it -- or ask nicely if they were those types. She doesn't want to reveal her name if no one wanted it.

The Glaceon narrowed her eyes towards a nearby bush, something smelled fishy, there was another living around here, and by the scent of it; probably another Glaceon. Yessy immediately dismissed that though, a figment of her imagination probably.

Zero growled under his breath as he wondered around aimlissly before finally finding the others.
The Glaceon was furius with them for leaving him behind, just so they could find the Sythers girlfriend.

Zero walked up to the now larger group of pokemon. Where did all these other pokemon come from? Right now, the Glaceon didn't care, nore did he say anything to them.
Turning his atention back to the bug and fire types, and gave them a cold stair.
How he wanted to freeze them for leaving him behind, but why did he even care? Why did he care about being left behind when he didn't want to be with them in the first place?
It was strange, but he must not like being abandoned, which was saying something since he was always abandoned and forgotten.

Zero turned his gaze to the Archeops, then back to the Scyther. "See you found your girlfriend." He said, though it sounded more like a growl then actual words.

((Sorry for the crappy post. Tired.))

Ari grinned like an idiot as the charizard looked her over, a toothy grin on his face as well. "The name's Brimstone. Your brother told me a bit about you." Ari's grin widened as the deep baritone of the dragon's voice rumbled in the ground beneath her feet. Damn awesome. "You were right, I like her."

The archeops was enthralled. "Nothin' but good things, I hope," she chuckled, looking the dragon over more closely. Those were some wicked scars he sported. "Stick around and I'll tell you more."

Skoll could only sigh and nod with an exasperated expression, not really wanting to listen to his sister's attempts at flirting. Now that Ari was here, she'd take the attention off of him and he would lose the need to talk to the others. Ari had always been his portal to the more social aspects of life, taking the burden on herself as he haunted the shadows, staying away from conversation and socializing. He glanced over the others, keeping an eye on the more troublesome ones. He wasn't surprised when the abra kept her mouth shut, as Ari had made a prompt fool of her. Creepy was admiring Ari's feathers, and Skoll glared at the little prick to make sure he didn't start eating them.

He glanced over the glaceon when he realized she wasn't Zero, and did a double take. A silver wristband was the only remarkable thing about her, as Zero was a brighter version of her. He gave her a tilt of the head, confused as to when she'd shown up. Oh well. If no one else was bothered by her presence, he wouldn't object. Zero finally made another appearance, and Skoll vaguely wondered if the glaceon really wanted to be a part of the group. The scyther really didn't, but it had been better than the alternative. Besides, Ari was there now, and he wasn't leaving her side again.

"See you found your girlfriend," the brighter glaceon muttered, cheer and zeal for life dripping with each word. Skoll's normal scowl deepened a bit as he contemplated a remark, but thankfully, Ari beat him to the punch.

"Who's Mister Happy?" Ari asked, looking to the others. "Actually, who the hell are you all? Brim's been the only one to give me his name." She then gestured to herself, trademark grin flashing in the afternoon sun. "Name's Ari. Suppose it's only fair I give you mine."

A blush spread across her cheeks as Kenna listened to the flirty banter between the colorful Ari and the Charizard. Granted, she was old enough to know of such things, they were still embarrassing. And the middle of a pile of dead bodies and gore hardly seemed like the most romantic setting to begin such talks. But with the world they lived in right now, she couldn't really say anywhere else was exactly better.

The creepy bug guy and a Glaceon appeared, followed soon by another Glaceon. While the female traveling with Luziene seemed nice enough, the male that arrived was just being plain rude. While Kenna hadn't exactly been tactful when critiquing Ari's tactics, he was just being a dick. And that was uncalled for. Skoll glared at him, but the large female got her own jab in before anything else could be said, for which Kenna had to admire. She might not be dancing her way through a battlefield but she certainly had a skill and strategy with wordplay.

"Actually, who the hell are you all? Brim's been the only one to give me his name. Name's Ari. Suppose it's only fair I give you mine." Kenna felt like she needed to step up, first and foremost so she could apologize for her earlier outburst. "Miss Ari, my name is Kenna. And...and I wanted to apologize. I am usually in better control of my emotions and it isn't my place to judge another's battle style. However..." she turned to glare at the male Glaceon who had introduced himself only with his rude comment about Ari. "I don't believe I'm the only one who owes you an apology. Am I, Mr. Happy?"

Zero glanced at them all, before turning his attention back to the Archeops as it talked.
"Actually, who the hell are you all? Brim's been the only one to give me his name. "Name's Ari. Suppose it's only fair I give you mine." She said, the Archeops name was Ari, though Zero didn't care.
"Zero." The shiny Glaceon said as he sat down. "Remember it, cause I'm not repeating it." He growled.

Zero looked over to the others, one of which was another Glaceon, though she didn't seem to stay long before leaving.
The Abra introduced itself as Kenna, also asking if it was asking if it was Mr. Happy.
Zero let out a grown. "So, you found your girlfriend, good for you. What are you going to do now?" He asked the Syther.

((Gonna color code text later |D))

"So, you found your girlfriend, good for you. What are you going to do now?"

Skoll shot a glare to the cheery glaceon, considering how bad of a move it would be to decapitate the insolent little fuzz ball. He still had no real comeback, but Ari proved to be just as obnoxious and venomous as the glaceon. "The girlfriend bit again? Because it was so damn hilarious the first time," she growled, slightly putting herself between Skoll and Zero, who had also begrudgingly given his name. "And your name's Zero. Cute. Explains a fair bit about you. Before you think the 'girlfriend' shit is funny again, I'm his sister, you little prick. Thanks for asking." She turned back to Skoll and nodded in the angry eeveelution's direction. "And why, exactly, haven't you ditched Mr. Happy?" It wasn't really a question for the group; she just honestly couldn't understand why the scyther would tolerate such a guy.

Skoll shrugged. "He's leading the way to the city, and I wasn't going to argue when the fire started in the forest." He looked to the abra, who'd actually apologized, then to Ari, who was fuming and sending daggers of glares at the glaceon. "...She accepts your apology," he muttered, his face loosening its normal scowl. "She's just... preoccupied."