Dec. 9th, 2014

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Dec. 9th, 2014 03:06 am
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Who: Luke, Asch ([personal profile] albertstyle), and you!
What: After almost 2 months, the twins return from the wastes.
Where: Just inside Union's gates.
When: 09/12, around 9AM

[He was tired, hungry, and still kind of scared when they finally saw the city on the horizon. It felt like a mirage, but it was all he could do to hope that they had finally made it home. Once they'd become lost, Luke and Asch had been forced to survive with only the help of their Pokemon and their Shifter forms. For two spoiled, pampered young men it had been more than difficult. At least, in their Pokemon bodies, they had a bit of instinct and were able to survive. This had also forced them to evolve. Once Fennekin, when the two twins finally arrived at Union they were bigger, taller... Two identical Braixen with curiously green eyes entered the city, looking skinny and beaten up, their fur scruffy and unwashed. Unhostile, the Guard let them pass through and they wandered inside, Luke feeling almost apprehensive.]

{We're actually home... can you believe it?}

[The twins had never quite gotten the hang of changing back and forth from their Shifted forms, so they've been stuck like this for quite a while. It would be simpler to change back and make a beeline for the Fabre estate, but while they were still unsure of how to change back it was difficult. At least, this time, they could climb steps. Luke looked at his twin, almost unsure... Over the course of the months he'd gotten quieter, listened more. He had relied on Asch to get them out of the trouble he'd put them into. His loud mouth had been quieted, at least for the time being. They were home, and that was what mattered. Hopefully, they would run into someone they knew on their way back to the mansion to help explain what was going on. The last time they had returned as Pokemon hadn't been very pleasant.]

{ooc: Asch and Luke are back! They've evolved into two scruffy Braixen and are back home after 2 months spent surviving outside of Union. Asch and Luke will both be replying as we go, so have fun!}
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[ACTION; SWORDS OF THE SAVIOR TRAINING GROUNDS]

[It was true, she was not a sword, nor did she have the motivation to become one. However, when fire magic was your expertise, it was hard to do any intensive training in the verdant forest, so, striking a deal with one of the lieutenants, she managed to get time to herself after hours.

This was where she could be found when not at the medical center, rapier in hand, charging dummies and testing her strength. It was good to see that her skills had not dulled since she left a proper battlefield, and for those with any knowledge of combat might notice as much; Elly knew what she was doing. Dancing around the field with ease, she seemed to become even faster with each day she trained, until she finally came to a breakthrough.

It was late in the day, and the sun hung low on the horizon. Her breath came in short puffs of cold, white air, and a gentle snow danced around her, evaporating as they drew close. Drawing in one final deep breath, the redhead charged forward, letting loose a flurry of quick jabs. Then, all at once, her body began to glow, rapier crackling with energy.

One arch. Two. Three. Electricity gathered around Elly and her blade as she launched into sky.

Four.

With a final arch, she let the attack loose, slashing at the ground near one of the dummies. Dropping to the ground, the redhead managed to catch herself in a combat roll. She didn't see the attack hit, but the charred earth and burning remains of her combat dummy were enough indication. Her body tingled, and her hands shook and her breaths once again came sharp and shallow. She was almost certain she may have just evolved.]



[VIDEO]

[Were her eyes brighter? Hair redder? Something seemed different about the woman on the feed.]

I have a question. Is there a place where I can train where I would avoid doing any kind of serious structural damage? I would like to avoid that if at all possible.

I'm also looking for a sparring partner. I'm not sure how often this might come up, since working at the medical center keeps me busy, but someone who would be willing to dedicate a few days at a time to this.

Thank you.

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