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[Video]

[There's a lot of shrill squawking in the background, one obviously from a bird... but one that has way too good a set of lungs to be a Torchic anymore. Adell appears in the feed a second after activating his band.]

...Hey, everyone. So, did anyone else get out to Citadel for the sports events? They were pretty fun, and there was a ton of great competition. I...

[Yep, there's still plenty of squawking going on, and Adell's eyebrow twitches.]

Andy! Knock it off!

[Suffice it to say, that didn't do much, with his Combusken companion still throwing a fit.]

...Never mind. I'm going to take Andy out for a spar. [He sighs.] ...Did anyone else's Pokemon get a major attitude problem when they evolved?

[Action]

[In an open field right by Union, there are loud cries from a Pokemon and grunts of effort from a human. A Combusken leapt into the air and delivered a flurry of kicks at the human, who deftly blocked many of its attacks. The Pokemon followed up with a burst of flame from its mouth, but the human behind it looked largely unfazed by it.]

That all you got, Andy?! You can do better than that! I know you're stronger than that! Don't hold back this time!

[The Combusken screeched again, and repeated the same barrage, though with more ferocity. This time, though, the barrage of kicks managed to knock Adell off balance and forced him to stumble back a bit before being blasted with another Ember attack.

Still, through all of it, Adell didn't even look much hurt by it. No, in fact, he smiled.]


Good! Man, you really have improved. But are you happy now that you got some exercise? [The Combusken replied with a shorter chirp, quieter this time than the hellish shrieking it had been using during the fight.] I'm glad. You keep this up. It's good to have a partner like you.

[Wrapping up the training, Adell sat down in the field and sighed, looking up to the late afternoon sky. He looks approachable now, though perhaps a little tired.]
frozenflame: (Big Sister)
[personal profile] frozenflame
Video

[Today over the Warp Band, it's not just Yukiko that appears, it's Fuuka and they're both standing outside of a small stone building on the bottom floor of one of the newly reconstructed towers. Dressed nicely, they both bow at the camera and smile broad, happy smiles.]

Good afternoon, everyone. Today we wanted to announce that Yamagi-ya is officially reopened. The flower shop, engineering shop, and my move tutoring services are all completely ready and at your service.

We'll handle whatever it is you need, though all custom orders are still going to need a few days to complete, so please keep that in mind when you're ordering. I hope you'll consider us for whatever you might need, and we both look forward to serving y-

[She cuts off as a Snorlax paw slides over the camera.]

Peter. Don't. You. Dare.

[The paw slowly retracts.]

As I was saying. We both look forward to serving you. Our hours are 10 to 9, but we can schedule appointments whenever you might need.

[and the feed shuts down.]

Action

[Throughout the day, Yukiko and Fuuka can both be found at their shop, working away. Flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and a sullen Snorlax is doing penance by sweeping the gym.]

((ooc: This is a joint post with Fuuka and Yukiko. You may get one or both of them, unless you specify!

To make Item requests from Fuuka please reply here, and to request Move Tutoring from Yukiko please go here.))
wishingalone: (Coy)
[personal profile] wishingalone
[Mami is sending a quick video call to Yosuke. But... she has the settings wrong. Rather than send a video to just Yosuke, she accidentally broadcasts it. To everyone.]

Yosuke, dear!

Don't forget: if you do an ill-advised, drunken, hurried, or otherwise completely non-romantic proposal on this holiday, I will be very cross with you.

[She winks and makes a heart appear, via Fairy magic type powers. And seals her fate.]
miracle_miko: (pic#8917743)
[personal profile] miracle_miko
[ The days prior to Kyurem's attack on the city left Sanae out of sorts. While she was no stranger to fending off gods by this point--a thought that was still strange and a bit chilling to her--this was different.

Heatran never made it to Citadel. These attacks never struck so close to home before, figuratively and literally.

There was so much that went wrong during that short amount of time. The theater was in shambles, and there were injured among the staff; innocent people who knew nothing about battle, caught up in the shuffle and hurt due to the Divine Defense Force's oversight. Takuto was hurt, badly, and while he seemed to be healing up just fine, the fact that he sustained his injuries defending her... stung, to say the least.

More than that, she had actions to answer to. Mercy killing was not something that was looked down upon in the Citadel, especially on the battlefield. It was seen as a sign of respect, an act of charity for one suffering to end their life. But Union was different, and yet...

And yet...

During her work restoring the theater, or helping those who were unfortunate enough to be caught in the crossfire, the young priestess seemed distracted at best. She didn't speak much, and many of her actions were executed purely from muscle memory. She made few mistakes, but even in her daze, she was likely to miss something.

Even around town, fetching supplies, shopping for food--even just getting away--she was almost like a ghost of her usual, chipper self. She paid her respects at the Hikawa shrine often, praying for those lost that day. It still stung. From time to time, she would seek out familiar faces, be they people from Citadel, or those familiar faces from the city that welcomed her and called her one of them. Could she still say she was?

She felt like she could do nothing; and what she did do cast her as an outsider, someone who was not welcome here. She wasn't sure what to do... ]
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The day begins with a commotion around the gates of Union. The Guards, who otherwise have been left with little else to do but to clear the paths leading in and outside of the city’s walls of snow and ice, gather en masse as a small party of strangely dressed individuals congregate there. Standing at the head of the crowd is a young woman, her two-toned hair and odd clothing a stark contrast from the norm around Union, holds herself confidently, a jovial smile on her face.

“Like I said,” She began, her voice surprisingly peppy, bouncing slightly on her heels, “We want to speak with your leader. It’s very important, and we've come such a long way.”

It’s an unusual scene to say the least, and as people pass by, they may catch the young woman’s eye, getting a pleasant smile and a chipper wave before she redirects her attention to whoever she happens to be talking to. Passers-by are urged to keep moving, nothing to see here, and after a very long, very circuitous series of conversations, the newcomers are given a personal escort.

The rest of the day passes without incident, until the evening, when all Warp Bands come to life. Standing in the frame is a young woman, no older than 18 or 19, her black-and-white hair tied up to one side with looks to be a crystal of pure ice. She smiles, practically beaming, leaning in toward her audience.

“Hello, people of Union! My new friend tells me that all of you should be able to hear and see me. What a convenient thing, haha. In any case, my name is Sveta, and I come representing a group of individuals calling themselves the Elite Four. I must say, actually seeing this city, I’m impressed! The stories don’t do this place justice. I hope to be able to meet more of the Gods’ chosen for myself while I’m visiting!”

Humming a bit to herself, she sits down, crossing her legs. “We believe that fate has brought us together. We heard that there were other civilizations out there, but never did we imagine that there would be people with the same aspirations as us! But I should explain. You see, the Elite Four, seek to understand our past, and be able to atone for the wrongdoings that our ancestors have committed. So you can imagine how excited we were when we heard about Union. I had to rush over.

“I promise that we won’t take up too much of your time or space, but I want to get to know you, the people of Union, better! I believe that we can all come together and create a better world. Your council has been kind enough to give us temporary lodging here within the city. I hope that we will be able to get along! Okay, how do I turn this of--”

And with that, the impromptu feed ends, the cheery young woman’s face fading away before another quick message takes over the airwaves. But worry not, citizens of Union. Over the next few days, the young woman from a strange new land will be wandering the streets of your city, observing, talking to others, and generally doing her best to not make a nuisance of herself. It’s hard to say how successful she’ll be at that last part.


[[This post is open for interaction.]]
sleepingvalkyrie: (Alert Valkyrie)
[personal profile] sleepingvalkyrie
[ When the warp band flickers to life, the image is held steady, revealing a rather serious-looking young woman with silvery hair and dark blue eyes. Though her shoulders are bare, the rest of her body is clad in plate mail, with feathers shaped to form wings on either side of her face. A bright blue swablu is perched on her left shoulder, still puffy with the fluff of the recently hatched.

Her lips press into a thin line, before she takes a breath to address her viewers.
]

I am Gwendolyn of the Ragnanival Tribe. I have been sent here to represent them in Union on behalf of the Citadel, and offer our strength in battle if Union would have use of it. It is the least we can offer, after the aid your people gave us.

[she shifts very slightly, looking momentarily uncomfortable] I have also brought a gift on behalf of my tribe, some arms and armor that may be of interest to those among you who are warriors. Our craftsmen are noted for the fine quality of their blades.

I am also told there are other Valkyrie present within the city. I would be grateful if I could be directed to them.

...Thank you for your time.

[with that, there's a polite bow of her head, and the feed ends]
rememberher: (Default)
[personal profile] rememberher
Who: Ezreal, Lux and you!
Where: Citadel
When: Backdated to 12/28
Warnings: None
What: A secret ceremony in Citadel, tell your friends

”And )

Voice

Dec. 8th, 2015 09:13 pm
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[personal profile] windyflower
[For a moment or two, Fuuka didn't know what to say back. While people might hear the sound of her Espurr and Aerodactyl encouraging her, there was only dead silence on her end. As each second passed, she was starting to have second thought about asking people about this...problem.

But then again, it wasn't like she had much of a choice right? Despite that, there was only silence on her end.

...However, it also didn't take her that long either before she finally spoke up]


Um...excuse me, I hope it's not too much trouble. But is it possible for me to stay with someone for a little while? At least until I manage to find a place of my own.

I promise that I won't be much trouble and while I might not have a lot of money to pay you, I am an engineer! If there's anything you need, just feel free to ask!

[...] But um...if there's a place I can stay. Just...let me know?
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[personal profile] bravenewmods
All across Union, its citizens prepared to ring in the Salvation holiday with cheer. Dedicated to their beloved Savior, many of the houses were decorated with garlands, ornaments and other fineries in preparation for this truly special holiday, and while it had been uncharacteristically cold the last few days, not a single flake of snow had fallen. Children eager to start the festivities the following day did their best to stay up in the hopes of possibly catching a glimpse of one of the Delibirds they saw the previous night. However, try as they might, the late night would get the better of them, and soon the city was asleep, nestled warm in their beds, dreaming of parties and presents, candies and cakes.

As they slept, the first snow began to fall, snowflakes silently dancing through the night sky, dusting rooftops and covering sidewalks in pearly white. It would seem that a Salvation miracle was at work in Union that night. The streets were empty, save for a young woman and Pokémon, scarcely visible even in the lamplights. Her steps made no sound, even in the accumulating snow, and she left no footprints, the strange Pokémon by her side taking the time to peer into every window.

Should anyone wake during this peaceful snowfall, they might find the young woman and her companion in their room, transparent as a fog, a placid smile on her face. She did not speak, but simply smiled warmly, almost maternally, before disappearing from view.

When dawn finally broke, the people of Union would find a simple gift within their home, rested alongside a familiar note. The snow from last night coated buildings, streets, and sidewalks, blanketing the city in white and shimmering in the gentle, early morning light.

((OoC: This is a Salvation Mingle Log for all characters. There are decorations and the like in various squares for celebration around Union, so feel free to tag around!))
punchesyu: (i don't wannaaaaaaaa)
[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke Hanamura, Mami Tomoe, Waver Velvet, Ahri, Yukiko Amagi, Fuuka Yamagishi
What: Hinterlands exploration
When: Week 99
Where: The Hinterlands
Summary: Yosuke gathers up some of his friends to go on an expedition to find exactly where the city of Gigas is and takes the wrong way. Also to open up the area for bonding.

my feet seriously hurt... )
indy_wannabe: (09)
[personal profile] indy_wannabe
1, Narrative to inform Option 2

["Private", i.e. open to anybody in the game who might be interested in attending]

[A discreet letter is delivered to you by certified courier. Either you know Ezreal and Lux personally, you have had business dealings with them, you have gone drinking with them, you're a friend of a friend, whatever. Point being, for whatever reason you made The List. The letter reads as follows:

You are cordially invited to the wedding of Ezreal Fos and Luxanna Crownguard. The wedding will be held on the 28th of December within the Citadel, your discretion in this matter is an absolute must as the party is something of a surprise. You have been invited not only because the bride and groom feel your presence is important to them on the day of their nuptials, but also because they feel you can keep a secret. Please arrive at 5:00 PM for the ceremony, which will be followed by a banquet reception immediately thereafter. We look forward to your attendance! Please return your response with the courier who has delivered this letter.]

2, Action

[Ezreal has been working hard and making frequent trips out to Citadel so he's been scarce recently. For now, though, he's back in Union, business is hopping so he's been run pretty much ragged. Those who are looking for him, however, might find him hanging out at Teeters - hey he's legal now - for a drink after a long day of work. And with the general volume and his nice corner seat, he's available to discuss any matters that might require... secrecy.

Beyond that, he's usually at his shop. Things are pretty hectic, but sometimes he can spare a moment. Usually around closing time.]

3, Voice, locked to Garen

Look I know you're not crazy about me and the feeling's mutual but we need to talk. This is very important to Lux.
niepokonany: (Maybe the worst is behind)
[personal profile] niepokonany
Who: Feliks and anyone and everyone!
What: Big fancy noble birthday party!
When: November 11th
Where: The Łukasiewicz family estate in Union
Summary: Missing Boyfriend Quest kept Feliks from fulfilling his social duties, so for his birthday, his grandparents are shoving him back into noble society! But that's boring, so Feliks invited the ill-bred masses to come and make his birthday party actually fun.

I )

[[OOC: Going to put up a couple of headers for different areas of the party; feel free to use this as a mingle post and interact with each other!]]
punchesyu: (Saki-senpai is gone)
[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke and Mami
What: Yosuke's been putting off something important and he's finally getting around to address it. Plus cute date.
Where: Union
When: October 27th

Read more... )
bnw_void_npcs: (Matriarch Frea)
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[The Warp Band feed opens with the Matriarch’s impassive face looking slightly haggard]

Union, I have a problem and am in need of assistance. About two hours ago refugees just started streaming into the Citadel territory. They say they’re from a city called “Glacier” that is being ripped apart by a giant white Dragon god. Sounds like it’s something up your alley. I’m sending them your way, we should probably go take care of that before it makes it over here. If you guys want to help out, I’ll lend you some of our birds. My Valkyries are already heading over, I’m sending a few flights out to the other cities as well to see if they want to join the party. Let me know what you decide.

Oh, the refugee leader is a fellow named Birgir. I gave him a Warp Band so he can probably tell you more about the situation.

(OOC: Questions to the Matriarch and Birgir can be asked here, and general reactions can also be posted here.)
punchesyu: (kinda just looking awesome you go gurl)
[personal profile] punchesyu
Who: Yosuke and Mami
What: Taking a short trip back to Citadel!
When: Week 88
Where: Union, then Citadel

Read more... )
crimsonspearit: (This is it)
[personal profile] crimsonspearit
Who: Kyouko Sakura and Mami Tomoe
What: Kyouko chose poorly. Mami comes to help her.
When: September 2nd.
Where: Inner Wildwoods
Warnings: Injuries and blood?

You didn't have to face the darkness alone. )
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[personal profile] bokukotantei
Video

[Residents currently on the Warp Band network would be greeted by the face of a sharply dressed young person over the feed. With the quirky hat and the short hair style, the person had an equal chance of being male or female-- the clean lines of the dress shirt and tie didn't help matters either. The sun was bright that morning, and it took the stranger a moment to adjust their angle to account for the glare flashing off the lens.]

Good morning, Union.

[The stranger nodded briskly in greeting, offering a smile that was equal parts friendly and professional to the people tuning in.]

I imagine that we're all busy getting started with the day, so I'll keep this brief: I'm Naoto Shirogane, a detective from Caldera. I've just arrived, so does anyone else from the north mind filling me in on what's been happening?

Also-- I'm still in business if anyone wishes for my services. Just contact me on the network.

[And, promptly, the young detective closes the signal out.]

Action

[That afternoon would greet people in Union with one of two sights: the first is that of a young Ralts who had gotten separated from his trainer, staring longingly at the freshly baked buns that were cooling off within sight of the bakery window. He knew that humans like that green, papery stuff to trade for food and goods-- and he didn't have any-- but that didn't dampen the longing for the buns any less.

The second is that of Naoto herself, walking briskly down the streets in her platform boots, ignoring the smack of leather on concrete as she searched the streets. Some of the noise was intentional-- she wanted her target to know where she was, if they were to find her first.

On occasion she might peer at an unfurled map to get an idea of her general location. Other times she could be found staring down the street with a crisp, analytic look in her eyes. Anyone wandering close by might here her murmur something under her breath:]


Where could he have run off to this time?
wishingalone: (Magic)
[personal profile] wishingalone
[A: Text, to everyone]

I hope that everyone is recovering from the recent ordeal. It was worrisome, to say the very least. Nonetheless, it seems that some benefit may have been derived from it, at least.

Has anyone successfully done one of these new evolutions?


[B: Text, private to Kyouko]

[Yeah... here's why she did text. She doesn't trust herself to not get emotional talking to Kyouko about this.]

I saw it in my memories. Inside of that cave that the others went inside of. Not the real thing.

[C: Action, later, at Junes!]

[Mami promised that she would stop by Junes. She wants to go see it, besides; she could stand to buy a few things, especially a few things from home. But her friend boyfriend it's complicated really there's not a good word for him special cute buddy Yosuke works here. And that is more than enough reason to get her here.]

[You might find her browsing the aisles, looking over the various goods. Especially some of the clothing. Winter is coming, after all, and she means to be ready for it. But she's also looking for Yosuke, peering about all parts of the store.]

[And later, she's sitting down at a table in the cafe portion, sipping tea. Because of course she is!]
thescabbard: <user name=iconsprite> (In the twisted future you draw out)
[personal profile] thescabbard
a;

[Anyone walking around the Business and Entertainment Districts today may be treated to an odd sight: an unfamiliar woman, small and pale, dressed to the nines for... no apparent reason. Sure, the way she walks with no regard for distractions might indicate she has a destination, but now that she and the young Drifloon and Snorunt trailing behind her have passed every establishment in the area thrice over, one might start to think that she's lost.

For the more observant, that conclusion may come even sooner due to the lack of Warp Band on the woman's wrist, despite the Pokemon who are obviously following her. For the most observant, one might spot bare toes peeking out from the ivory fabric of the woman's dress with every step she takes. Is she walking around barefoot?!

Alright, so maybe she's not just lost. Anybody want to stop this walking disaster?]



b;

[As the tiny group makes it's way around, however, the Snorunt steadily slows, falling further and further behind the woman and the Drifloon. Neither of them notices, the Drifloon too interested in the city sights and sounds, the woman to focused on... whatever she's focused on, until the Snorunt gives a pitiful cry of its name. Finally, the woman turns back and, after a moment's consideration, steps toward the Pokemon, crouching down to scoop it into her arms. Something about the action brings the Snorunt a modicum of relief, but it's still rather distressed. Unfortunately, the woman doesn't appear to be in a rush to do much else...]

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