We Do What We Must (Open)

[Jay]

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[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Because we can. Third answered back to a question that Cas had just asked concerning why they were heading to the EEC of all places. That's not a good answer! We could be partying or having fun in our free time not training! Cas complained. You idiot, we need to train our pokemon in order to protect ourselves, Ripper finally snapped at Cas's stupidity causing Third to frown in turn. You ruined the fun... Third frowned which only caused Ripper to his and face/palm. Meanwhile, BJ Spade was working his crutches as he made his way to the EEC. He'd managed to get away from Logan for a bit (or possibly run away from him depending on how one looked at it), and after a bit of convincing from Third, he'd decided he'd need to train his pokemon. Upon finally coming to the front, the purple haired man sighed a bit from exhaustion at having to move like this and then slowly made his way inside. Looking around, Jack finally released a Litwick that set itself then on his shoulder. "Come on Xeja we got some work to do," he hummed as he forced a chuckle from himself. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Alaric huffed a heavy sigh as he looked at the door to the EEC. He'd been meaning to come here for-... well... It was probably just better he not admit how long he'd been putting this off, but he knew he needed to train some time. He was in the capital more lately, thanks to a certain queen among pirates, and seeing as her phone seemed to be dead or turned off at the moment and he'd decided he wasn't going to go stalk her without calling first (yet), it seemed he had some time to kill. His Pokemon weren't going to train themselves, after all. He'd already used too many candies to evolve them, but that was no substitution for combat; it only made them bigger and capable of more. Accessing that increased potential was still up to him..

Making his way in, then, he glanced around for a battle partner, instinctively focusing only upon the female patrons before realizing that was setting himself up for failure in more ways than one and mentally slapping himself. Aside from the fact he would not be able to resist flirting, he knew he wouldn't fight as hard against a woman as a man, and holding his Pokemon back was not beneficial to training. Indeed, Alaric was a Luxray, and his ability was Rivalry. No one really caught his interest, however, so he made his way over to one of the volunteer workers. "'Scuse me.." he started, hesitating for just a moment when the man turned around before continuing. "Ah, do you.. know who I might be able to battle, or have any tips for finding someone? ..I haven't been here for a few years and.."

The man blinked a bit, but seemed to understand well enough. "Let's see," he answered, setting aside a box of things he'd been going through to glance around the lobby no differently than Alaric had, causing the blond to twitch a bit in both irritation and embarrassment. "I think that guy just got here," informed the volunteer, motioning to the purple-haired cripple with the Litwick. "You should see if he needs a partner."

Alaric actually started a bit before double-taking between them. "But- the guy's on crutches!" he exclaimed probably a little too loudly before cringing and raising a hand to his mouth just a moment. "Er-"

Again, the volunteer seemed to get well enough how he meant it, sniffing a light laugh. "So? His Pokemon aren't. Not like you're gonna fight the trainer, right?"

... Damn logic. Rather more embarrassed, now, Alaric just kind of shied away and nodded with a "Ah, yeah, thanks." Taking a deep breath and exhaling sharply, the young noble made his way over to the other man. Stopping a few yards away, he called, "..Hey there! Were you looking for someone to battle, maybe?"

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[Jay]

[atrb=style,height:168;width:494;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:5 #EBA947 groove,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/jacktable2.png,bTable][cs=3]
[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy] So can we hit the bars after this then? Cas cooed a bit trying to find some way to get his needs/wants. How about I just go on a killing rampage instead~? Ripper cooed back causing a 'gah' sound to escape from Cas. Third sighed quietly. Meanwhile, Jack moved slowly looking around for someone to battle. "..Hey there! Were you looking for someone to battle, maybe?" a purple eye slid sideways followed then by a turn of the head as Jack found himself looking at the blond man tha had acknowledged him. Grinning rather easily, Jack nodded his head. "Sure," he nodded causing the Litwick on his shoulder to flash an eerily creepy smile of some sort. If there was anything Xeja loved more than claiming the souls of the living, it was battling.... though >> << >> << Hm... :3 Maybe he could get this blond haired man somehow too~ That'd be fun seeing as BJ was never fun D: "The name's BJ by the way," Jack smirked Ask how he wants to have the battle.... Third sighed. "A double battle sound good? Six on six total?" Jack asked with a grin. Third palm/faced. What was the purpose of --- ugh... well one could guess a suggestion was fine but D< BJ hadn't done what he'd said and fffffff =3=. Gettin' pissy over something small? Ripper taunted. Shut your bleeding mouth.... was the only answer back. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Mmm, this guy didn't seem too bad, at least from a first impression. He was neither rude toward Alaric nor started hitting on him, at any rate, and that was always good. The smile from the Litwick that others may have found unnerving was completely lost on the blond, and he smiled back lightly upon noticing it. As BJ introduced himself, Alaric didn't quite manage to completely suppress a snort- though did reduce it to more of a sniff- as a very different acronym than 'Black Jack' came to mind. He really wasn't sure whether that was fucking horrible or amazing, but the 12-yr-old in him was amused either way, random thoughts of what sorts of horrible jokes he'd make if he had such a name himself flashing through his mind.

Right but battle. "Ah, six on six?" he repeated before realizing that must have come off rather idiotically and mentally kicking himself. Forcing a bit more confidence, he clarified, "I'm not really sure how well all of mine will do, but we could try that." Double battle, huh.. Well, that would be interesting. He just hoped those two didn't end up forced to work together.. He should probably try to use one right away and the other toward the end, but which Pokemon BJ (*snicker*) used would have to be factored too. He mentally sighed. Well, they needed to learn anyway. "Lead the way?" he offered, more out of habit than anything, though a moment later he realized that was probably for the best anyway considering... Yeah he really should stop focusing on those crutches; he was probably staring and BJ was bound to notice eventually, dammit.

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[Jay]

[atrb=style,height:168;width:494;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:5 #EBA947 groove,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/jacktable2.png,bTable][cs=3]
[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Jack himself thought nothing of the sniff of sorts, yet Ripper was suddenly very antsy. I don't like this guy the irritated voice growled. You don't like a lot of people Third chimed back causing Ripper to growl. Cas, meanwhile, was actually off in his own little world of checking out this man. It wasn't that - oh hey he never did give his name did he? Well for now he'd be Blond Number One- he wasn't at least mildly interesting. However, he just wasn't up to part with Cas's hit on standards for a male at least. Meanwhile, Jack nodded at Blond Number One's words and then made to move himself off towards a section of the EEC. He didn't go too far in before finding a battle space (probably both to save time with this annoying hobbling of sorts and to save his brain from the complaints of his leg that had been shot three times by that white haired idiot of a bounty hunter), and after a moment, he turned around and grinned. "Alrighty~" Jack started before fishing out another pokeball and releasing a Vash his Sneabsol. "You're up too Xe," Jack grinned. Xeja nodded and made to hop down from Jack's shoulder. Meanwhile, Vash was quite literally jumping up and down in anticipation. <Come on come on come on let's get this show on he road people!> he called in his hybrid tongue. Xeja sighed and rolled eye at Vash's words. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Alaric followed and took his spot across the field from BJ. When the man made his choices, he jumped a little bit. Oh hey a hybrid! He hadn't seen very many up close. And it made it harder to guess the ty-- oh wait. Yeah judging by the looks of that thing it should definitely still be Dark/Ice, right? Or... maybe pure Dark? Could hybrids do that? >> For now he'd assume they couldn't. So then that meant uh.... "Boxer and-- Honey, then," he announced as he loosed two Balls from his belt, leashing from them a large Luxray and a massive muscular Rapidash with hooves like dinner plates. That damn hybrid spelled doom for both Glydre and Cyto, so... yeah.. He had a better type match for the Litwick, but he'd stick to his more reliable fighters first. For several moments he considered starting moves before finally glancing back at BJ, faltering, and sighing. "Want the first move?" he offered. Yes, it was absolutely because the poor guy was on crutches, and even Alaric felt like an ass at the thought of being the instigator, even if it was actually just his Pokemon he was fighting.

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[Jay]

[atrb=style,height:168;width:494;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:5 #EBA947 groove,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/jacktable2.png,bTable][cs=3]
[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Upon seeing the Rapidash and the Luxray, Jack couldn't help but grin. Well weren't those just two powerful pokemon~? Even BJ could appreciate such pokemon. Oh for the love of... quit staring and get on with this damn thing Ripper barked causing Jack to blink realizing that Blond Number One had given him the first move. Meanwhile, poor Xe cringed a little at Honey's intimidating look, and though he seemed to try and hide it, Vash found himself mentally cringing as well. Ugh bigass giant scary cat. Alright, Vash could totally do that. Right? Right? Er... Sure. "Sure," he answered back easily. "Xe, start out with a Curse, and Vash go with Water Pulse," Jack grinned. Xeja rolled his single eye and foamed the curse cutting his own energy to lay a curse down on Honey. meanwhile, Vash simply jumped up and down several times before releasing a Water Pulse and throwing it off towards Boxer. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

"FUCK," Alaric instantly exclaimed as the Curse was laid on his precious Luxray. There went a quick quarter of her HP. Or was it-- fuck did it matter? He wasn't about to let her go through that. Thus, before the battle was even fully started, he recalled Honey to clear the Curse and sent out in her place.... a Gastrodon.

The little slug blinked, then looked up with huge black eyes at their opponents, tilting her head slowly. ".....Daaaaah~?" Already Alaric was regretting- and feeling terrible for- his decision.

For this turn though, there was still the matter of Boxer. That Water Pulse had made him pretty twitchy too, but anything with claws that big couldn't be too skilled with special moves, right? ....He'd tell himself that anyway. "Boxer, Flame Charge the hybrid." Without hesitation, the horse broke out into flames all over and started toward Vash with all his massive bulk.

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[Jay]

[atrb=style,height:168;width:494;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:5 #EBA947 groove,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/jacktable2.png,bTable][cs=3]
[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Ah damn. Poor Vash was hit by the Flame Charge and cringed hard from the fiery move. However, he was far from done. Crush Claw! Shred him to peaces you got nails like knivessssssssssss! Ripper hissed, and for once, Third didn't have much to say on that. FWEEEEEEEEEEE She's so cute :U those adorable eyes and body and and and and Cas, meanwhile, was gawking at the Gastrodon. I can agree with ya there Jacklyn suddenly spoke causing Jack to cringe just a little in turn. "Vash use Crush claw, Xeja use Pain Split," Jack grinned. Despite his pains, Vash continued to jump before releasing out a Crush Claw. Xeja meanwhile, seemed to grin to himself and waved one hand at the Gastrodon before issuing out said Pain Split. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

For all of Boxer's bulk, that stung like fi-- er actually fire wouldn't sting, but... It hurt, dammit. Mystel, on the other hand, just cringed a bit as a bad feeling came over her, then twisted her neck back and forth to shake it off, her ear-like horns flopping back and forth. 83 That was better~ Having both been at full health, the Pain Split really just worked as a half-decent attack- or more specifically, exactly as if Xe had used Endeavor- due to Mystel's higher health. It wasn't too bad tho-- ooh. That fire was pretty though- different than horsie's- and she found herself suddenly fascinated by the Litwick.

Alaric wasn't too concerned, though he may have been overestimating Boxer a bit. Right now, he was more worried about getting Mystel to fight.. "Again Boxer," he told the now-faster horse. Dropping to a rather softer tone, he took a deep breath before asking sweetly, "Mystel, love? Could you please show that Litwick your Water Pulse?" Mystel slowly turned to listen to Alaric's request with a smile at his tone. Lit.. wick.. She could do that~ Where did the pretty go now? She surveyed the area, carefully searching for the pretty purple fire. Very... carefully... Mmm.. The walls in here were a really nice color.. So calming.

Come turn's end, Boxer had launched his attack, and Mystel.. Well she was getting to it.

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[Jay]

[atrb=style,height:168;width:494;border:0 black none;][atrb=style,border:5 #EBA947 groove,bTable][atrb=background,http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc64/Heart-of-Thorns/VC/jacktable2.png,bTable][cs=3]
[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]My turn Third's voice spoke causing Jack to blink a little. "Vash, Reflect," was the order. The hybrid was able to draw up said reflect only a good milisecond before the Flame Charge, yet thankfully it reduced the damage at least. Meanwhile, Xeja literally sweat dropped for a few seconds at Mystel. Uh... "Xe use Energy Ball," Third ordered. Wut. The Litwick sweat dropped. He was fire type he didn't even know if he knew such a move. Was it like Shadow Ball or even possible or what? Tapping his 'foot' a moment trying to think this over, Xeja found himself staring at the blond haired man for a few seconds. Ah man... what he wouldn't give to just spook the livin- ah right. Pay attention. >.>' Ok... well... Forming something of a Energy Cube and assuming it looked at least moderately accurate, Xeja threw it at the Gastrodon. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Alaric flinched almost as- all right, so probably a bit harder than- Mystel did as she was bombed with the mass of awkward energy. Again shaking off the blow, it became apparent it did at least have the positive effect of bringing her attention back to the pretty fire Litwick. Oh~ There he was~ Daddy thought he would like her Water Pulse, right? Taking in a long, deep breath to prepare herself, she finally let it out with bursting rings of water. Alaric sighed in relief that she was at least fighting back a bit, and turned his attention back to the flaming unicorn epic warhorse. "Overheat," he ordered, shifting to special moves to counter the physical barrier. Contrary to popular belief, Alaric actually did know a good bit about battling. Remembering it at the right time wasn't a guaranteed thing, however.

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[Jay]

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[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]FFFFFF HOT HOT HOT HOT HOOOOOOT! Vash was hit by the Overheat and literally did several flips backwards as the mass of heat rushed over him. Ah sweet Arceus that was hotter than that chilli peppers growing in hot sand under the hot sun down south! Taking on a hard bit of damage, Vash finally found himself kneeling and cringing. Trying to force himself up but only succeeding in falling on his face, the hybrid sighed. Come on come on come on--- er maybe not x.x Despite how much he tried to push himself up, Vash simply couldn't do it and ended up only fatiguing himself more before finally fainting. Jack wasn't sure whether to applaud Vash's effort for trying to get back up or just hiss at Blond Number One which Ripper was doing almost to a musical rhythm of irritation at the moment. Finally he just blinked and shifted his form about before fishing out a pokeball and returning the hybrid. Meanwhile, Xeja was having his own bit of trouble as water rushed at him. Forcing himself to Endure while it seemed BJ was too busy dealing with the hybrid, the fire ghost wasn't even sure anymore how much damage had been dealt to him. Shaking his form, Xeja formed another Energy ---- Pyramid ....Energy Pyramid <.<; and thew it at Mystel. Shifting a bit as he fought the damn crutches and his slightly idiotic zipper pockets, Jack finally pulled out another pokeball and released what appeared to be a Houndoom. Hey wait that wasn't Monster's ball what the--? Cas asked in confusion. I'm not validating that you asked that question with a response -x- Third answered back dryly. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

"Awesome Boxer~" Alaric praised his champion. Boxer could only smile a bit as he swelled with pride at his trainer's approval. Ah shit, that Houndoom could be trouble... Well.. Fff, Earthquake would be perfect if he wasn't worried for-- Oh hey that could work. "Boxer, Bounce on the Houndoom." As if in slow motion, the horse kicked off into the air, then hung in it at the peak of his jump (near the ceiling), glowing with and gathering windy energy. While the horse was suspended, he ordered, "Mystel, Earthquake."

In the meantime, the Energy Insert-Shape-Here had hurt horribly- enough she was almost ready to start panting. The extra-weak slug really couldn't take another blow like that, but she wasn't actually too concerned. In fact, she'd felt really bad when she saw how much the Litwick didn't like her water afterward, and had begun slowly slithering toward him. She didn't even justify the attack as an understandable reaction; she just sort of... forgot it had happened beyond 'something hurt a lot recently'. On her way over to the Litwick to apologize, however, she suddenly caught sight of Jack on his crutches for the first time, immediately replacing all other thoughts in her head with an 'D; aww!'. He definitely needed a hug. Turning on a dime without any hesitation or warning, she kept on slithering, now heading between the two Pokemon (though she wasn't really all the way to even them yet), making a bee-line toward their trainer. Needless to say there would be no Earthquake today. Alaric facepalmed.

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[Jay]

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[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy] As the horse jumped up into the air, Jack's eyes seemed to follow him. "Wait for him to come back down before using Foul Play," Jack grinned. The 'Houndoom' seemed to simply nod and waited. Meanwhile, the call for Earthquake had set Xeja on edge, yet when it seemed that the slug pokemon wasn't going to issue it out just yet, he sighed sweat dropping a little as he watched what she was actually doing. Uh <.<; Was he supposed to attack-....... D< oh come on where was his awesome creepy ghostness? Ffff! Where is it where is! .3. Oh there it is~ ....Meh. Turning instead towards Boxer in the air before issuing out a Haze. "Oh uh...." Jack had started, yet it seemed Xe had already made up his mind... Ok then. However, he then found himself staring at Mystel and blinking slowly. Was... she headed for him? No that couldn't be right could it? FFFFF COME HERE PRECIOUS 8U Cas called. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Monster didn't have to wait long, as the rocket of a horse came almost-literally-flying down at him. Just a moment before he hit, the haze swept through the area, wiping away that speed boost, though it didn't slow his descent any. He crashed down with great force before moving to resteady himself and get ready for the next move. Mystel just kept slithering along, getting steadily closer to Jack. Almost... there...~ :3

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[Jay]

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[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Upon taking damage, the Houndoom's form seemed to almost... break? Suddenly changing forms, a Zoura shook his head from side to side. Ow that was nasty. Forming the Foul Play that had been requested of him previously, the Zoura attacked. "Uh... hi?" Jack asked turning his head ever so sightly at the Gastrodon. Meanwhile, Xeja formed a Trick Room. [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Alaric jumped about as much as Boxer as the both stared at the Zorua. "Oh nice," he mumbled, as much to himself as BJ. Oh hey, that was almost half a sort-of compliment. Probably more directed at the Zorua than its trainer but still. Alaric could be civil enough sometimes.

"Dooooooo.....~<3" Mystel cooed in response to Jack's greeting, her small smile staying in place all the while. Just.. a little.. f-- All of a sudden, the laws of physics were altered, and before she knew it, Mystel had flown across the room and utterly glomped Jack. 8U! She didn't mean to do that! "Don?" she squeaked, oddly speaking faster than usual as well.

Alaric jumped again, then found a small burst of somewhat harsh laughter coming out of him before a hand flew to his mouth, his face flushing. "Ah... shit, are you all right?" If Jack hadn't been injured, he may or may not have cared at all, and if he had it would have been more for the fact he'd look like a dick not for asking. As it was, a string of 'oh shit' thoughts went through his mind as he dearly hoped Mystel hadn't broken anything else. x-x; In the meantime, his battle turn went forgotten.

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[Jay]

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[atrb=width,20][atrb=style,border:0 black none;]	[atrb=style,BORDER:0 BLACK NONE;height:202!important;width:320!important;color:5f3f5f;][scrolly:h(202),w(320),sy]Jack was literally glomped off his feet/crutches from the sheer force of the Gastdrodon in question. Umph! Hitting the floor, the purple haired man cringed. BITCH GET OFF ME! Ripper roared in the back of Jack's mind. Dawwwww she's so cute up clooooooseeeeee Cas cooed. Meanwhile, Third was eerily silent. "Ow....." Jack mumbled to himself before forcing something of a pained laugh from himself. "I'm ok!" he called slowly trying to force himself up but failing in the process. Zane shook out his fur a bit and was about to figure out what he wanted to do next or rather see if BJ had a suggestion when his eyes caught sight of the Gastrodon suddenly flying across the room and glomping his trainer. Something between a giggle and a snort hit the Zorua, and though he fought it off, Zane was suddenly laughing rather hard. Xeja had been about to issue out another maneuver of some sort, yet when Jack was suddenly going down, the Litwick stopped and stared for a good few seconds. An almost silent chuckle escaped from the ghost. Ah man... Jack was hurting 'xD and Xeja knew it ahahhaha.... [/scrolly]	[atrb=style,width:154;border:0 black none;]
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[ Alaric ]

Get up, Alaric thought frantically, frozen in place. Get up! God why wasn't he getting up? He said he was ok. So he was right? ...Right? He.. just-- Mother fuck! With a small sigh that was much heavier in his mind, Alaric started toward the poor guy to actually check on him, dreading the thought of possibly having to pick him up or something as much as the possibility that 'I'm ok' was a lie.

Fortunately, about this time, it fully registered for Mystel what she'd just done (though she really didn't get how); for all everything else about her had sped up, that didn't make her process her thoughts any faster. Once she'd gotten it, though, she suddenly became a thorough mix of concerned and hopeful and rushed off of and behind the poor man to work her head up under his back and (possibly too quickly to be comfortable or even completely healthy) push him to a sitting position. Alaric, just about a quarter of a way across the battle zone, breathed a sigh of relief. Once Mystel didn't think Jack would fall back down, she moved around in front of him for a happy nuzzle. "...Easy with him Myst.." Alaric warned(?) weakly. Boxer.... just stood, still sort of hoping someone would explain what just happened.

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