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Aug. 3rd, 2016 12:35 pm
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[Funny, Harry figured that with the specter of a Gigas invasion not hanging over his head any longer that he'd be sleeping better not worse. Nonetheless, the past few nights have been restless and filled with dark and ominous dreams. Bad dreams weren't new to the wizard but these felt like something different, and after such a restless night he wasn't going to be doing any effective analyzing of the situation.

So, he decided to blow off some steam and head out for an earlier-than-normal morning jog. And we do mean early. The sun's low enough that the city is still mostly dark thanks to the shadows of the tall buildings blocking it out. The dim streets of Union empty except for the tall man running circuits around the city side-by-side with his giant Stoutland and an overly excited Pachirisu on his shoulder. Maybe he'll run into some people, or maybe he'll even swing by a couple of acquaintances and see if they're up for joining in.

And, naturally, when he's done with all that what better way is there to finish off a morning exercise than by ruining all that hard work by stopping in for coffee and donuts for breakfast? There isn't one. That's why he'll also be stopping in at a donut shop as soon as places begin to actually open.]



[OOC: So, Harry's out for a jog and some breakfast. Run into him and have a good time, or find him getting some breakfast. Feel free to handwave any plans he might have made with anybody to drag them off for a run at the crack of dawn!]
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[The video pops up on what could be just about any average apartment. Basement by the placement of the windows, slightly gloomy maybe, and with little furniture besides a sofa, a large easy chair and some bookcases.

And that sparse furniture is in the process of tipping and falling all over the place as what looks like a hurricane roars through the small space, leaves visibly whipping and blowing all over. There's no sound except for a tune played over it all, courtesy of a certain Rotom.

A Gardevoir rolls past, looking positively outraged at what's going on. A Zorua scampers by, and quickly ducks for shelter behind the overturned sofa. Then the wizard himself slides into view, arms pinwheeling and a Pachirisu clings to his shoulder for dear life, flapping in the breeze. Mouse lunges in, teeth clamping on his trainer's shirt in an effort to keep him from blowing straight over while the wizard yells something that can't be heard over Toot's music. It works.

Until a flying book gets him right in the face and he goes right over as the music finally concludes.]
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The opposing armies meet just outside the forest, the more idiosyncratic forces of Union and its allies up against fully-organized Gigan might. Wheeled transports carry many of the enemy troops while strange metal cylinders with rotating blades keeping them aloft swoop around overhead in a near parody of Flying-type Pokémon. And marching among the soldiers and their transports, unmistakable by their bulk, each wearing a metal band around their middles, are the mighty yet enslaved Gods themselves.

The clifflike bulk of Regirock.

The glacial progression of Regice.

The alien presence of Registeel.

And, dead in the center of the formation, towering over them all, the sheer presence of Regigigas, crown jewel of the Emperor’s ill-gotten forces.

There is no attempt to negotiate. No overtures first, no white flags of truce to try working this out. The Gigan army has come to fight, armed with technology. The Union army has come to defend, armed with the bonds between themselves and their Pokémon. This spirit has earned them an additional boon: blessings from the gods who favor Union, who support the humans they believe in with the hopes their comrades can still be rescued.

Thus the battle is joined.

[[ OOC: As noted, all participants in this event get to pick one stat-boosting “blessing” from the gods, just like when they defended from Sveta’s attack. Please note which blessing your character received in their first tag. Also note that Mod tags will come once every 24 hours, unless all characters in the log have replied, then they will come more frequently.]]
wise_maiden: (there is something curious about this)
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Who: Raine Sage, Waver Velvet, Sophia Nate, Harry Dresden
What: Examining an mystery ruin in the Eastern Steppes
When: Late June/Early July
Where: Eastern Steppes
Warnings: For squishy mages and possibly ruin mania

In the calm before the storm... )
no_love_potions: (Cool Wizard)
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OPEN

The days following the failed attempt to free the Gigas' from their captivity had been rather solemn. With the citizens of Union coming to terms both with their failure and the looming threat of retaliation on Gigas' part. It's a time for preparation, for reflection....

"Aaaand, fetch!"

And it's a perfect time to head down to the park and throw a ball around. Harry tosses the ball as hard as he can and then stands back as Mouse, now quite possibly a gazillion times the size he'd been as a Lilipup goes bounding across the grass in hot pursuit. He makes it, snatching the ball up in his mouth just as the newest addition to Harry's group, a Tyrunt, comes leaping out of nowhere and tackles the enormous Stoutland, making Harry wince with a slight grin as he watches the scuffle erupt. Lash stands beside him, serene and peaceful, though not without a look of irritated disinterest on her expression.

It's his day off.

---

Later on at night, he's left the more rambunctious Pokemon at home and headed out for dinner. It's a little place he's discovered since his move to Union. Almost literally a hole in the wall, or at least a door down a flight of steps.

It's a quiet place, old, slightly dingy but cozy enough for Dresden's taste with the sounds and smells of food cooking behind the bar. It's nearly deserted too with only a few customers, the bartender, the Machamp bouncer by the door. And Dresden sitting at one table with a half-downed glass of beer beside him, scratching away at a notepad while he rubbed his chin in thought.


Closed to Rei

Of course, it's not all parks and beer. A lot of people had been involved and as time ticked on, he found himself worried about one in particular. Of his team, he didn't exactly know Haruka or Michiru very well, but the memory of seeing Rei rattled, even for a moment, kind of stuck in his brain. As such, he'd resolved to check in on her. Ice cream in hand. Because ice cream makes everything better.

He found a place that does ice cream takeout. They have a Vanillite breathe on the box before you leave. It stays frozen under a hot sun for hours.

So, another afternoon, he makes his way down to Ninetales Vale with his absolute battleship of a Stoutland by his side eagerly wagging his tail as they approach Hikawa Shrine and knock on the door.
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While Union was happy to agree to a ceasefire with Gigas and treat with them in earnest, it seems the Seekers have held some suspicions of the great Empire for awhile now. And thus, enlisting in the help of a few hand-picked Union agents, they stole into the deepest vaults of Gigas, hoping to recover items of great power and learn the truth about the city’s purported guardian gods.
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The City of Gigas is unlike anything the people of Union have ever seen before. The city is immense, a sprawling metropolis that covers the land as far as the eye can see. Built up primarily around enormous centralized towers, unlike Union these towers are dark concrete buildings, covered in glass windows. The buildings seem to serve any number of functions, and have a startling variety in construction, style, and even size, creating a unique skyline that is breathtaking to behold. The city is connected with roads of asphalt, upon which whiz smoke-belching steel carriages at frightful speeds, the engines (and piercing, constant horns) creating an ever-present din that engulfs the city in loud, chaotic sound.

“Downtown,” as the Gigans know it, is a huge collection of stores, apartments, and businesses. Apparently, the larger homes are built in Calderan-style but tend to be further from the main commotion of the downtown areas, of which Gigas citizens assure Union citizens that there are several, each with their own district name and culture. The technology is quite advanced as well, full color televisions are standard in every home and built in devices so slim and with such sharp images that they seem decades ahead of Union’s own technology. Pokemon are still quite present in Gigas, many people riding flying types and the buildings having huge perches to accommodate them. As with the vehicles below, however, Gigas seems to regulate air traffic to individual lanes and the birds seem well-trained as they convey their trainers to and fro.

Humans are just that, here, Human. No unusual shapes and sizes like the Enlightened and Earthkin of the Union Alliance, and those displaying unusual traits receive odd looks. Like many civilizations to the east, Battling is a common sport though in this place it’s more like the combat arenas of old. Several stadiums dot the cityscape, the sounds of Pokemon Battles and cheering crowds echoing for blocks all around, and it’s a stadium where humans are not welcome. Unless, of course, they want to make a show and spar against a Pokemon, of course.

This is Gigas, the City of Reclamation. Union civilians have free rein to explore this grand city as councillors are invited into the massive capitol building to negotiate with the Gigan leaders. Gigas civilians, for their part, are polite, friendly even. While many of them are caught in the bustle of their daily lives they regard Union citizens with interest and curiosity, willing to talk about their city, extolling its virtues while complaining about the noise, the crowds, the lines, and the expense all the while. One thing is clear though, the people of Gigas are proud of their city and their accomplishments. This is their home, and they are eager to show it off to the world.
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A

Everyone's probably seen the ad at some point or another. It's been in the newspapers for around about a year now and passed around here and there on business cards. Small, unassuming but the subject of a few mumbles among people who actually notice it. And who can blame them, while the format isn't exactly an attention grabber the content is probably unusual enough. A simple address beneath a block of plain, boring text.

HARRY DRESDEN - WIZARD AND PRIVATE DETECTIVE
Lost Items Found. Paranormal Investigations. Consulting. Advice. Reasonable Rates.
No Love Potions, Endless Purses, Parties or Other Entertainment


The address points to a simple office on the third floor of a building in Union's business district. A frosted glass window on the door proudly displays the same name and title as the ad. Anybody venturing inside will find a musky old office containing little more than a worn old desk with a few equally worn chairs in front of a small window with a wonderful view of the brick wall next door, a couple of filing cabinets and a couch against one wall that looks very much like it had been dragged off a curb somewhere. A ceiling fan squeaks obnoxiously overhead.

More important is probably the tall man stretched out on that couch. One hand dangling off the side next to an empty coffee cup resting on its side and a magazine over his face muffling his snoring. A Lillipup snoozes away curled up on his chest.

... Business is slow.


B.

There's a man wandering around the streets of Union. A very, very tall man in a long black leather duster and otherwise plain clothes and sneakers. Mouse the Lillipup trots along at his side as he weaves and wanders his way through the streets.

It's a pretty strange sight as the man doesn't seem to have any idea where the heck he's going. Just kind of weaving around randomly on the streets and sidewalks, even doubling back and looping around here and there. Is he blind? Maybe. That'd certainly explain the tinted glasses he's wearing despite the sun beginning to dip over the horizon.

Maybe he's just piss drunk.

Blind or not, he's not particularly watching where he's going so you'd better watch out if you cross his path unless you want to get run over. Or you can stop him if you're feeling more curious.
faithfulflame: (Rei Collecting Herself)
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Video

[The Rei that comes on the video feed today is not her usual self.  She looks drained, tired, older somehow, and every bit as somber as always.  There’s a pinched quality to her eyes, a faint hint of makeup used, and her outfit is the most formal kimono she owns.  Black, decorated in with scarlet and gold, a ceremonial Hino family head’s attire.  To those that are familiar with her family customs, or with Rei herself, there’s only one reason she’d bother to put on this outfit. Her voice is firm, steady, and obviously practiced, a Gardevoir at her side bowing to the camera.  But there are still cracks in her mask, little bits of her composure falling away.]

People of Union, I come before you today with more ill tidings.  As many of you know, my father, Councilman Takashi Hino, has been missing since the attacks upon our city.  I regretfully need to announce that late last night, his body was found in the ruins of a collapsed tower.   He has passed on from this world and into the next.

[Rei breathes in, breathes out, clearly trying to steady herself.]

His aide, Kaido Furukawa will temporarily assume Councilman Hino’s duties to the Council until arrangements for a replacement can be made.  However, despite his illustrious political career, he is not a Hino.  Therefore it falls to me to take his place as the head of the Hino Family, and as of now I will assume those responsibilities.  My residence will remain Hikawa Shrine in the Ninetales Vale, but all Hino family business will be carried out at the Hino estate.

[The Gardevoir bows again, passing Rei a notepad.  She taps it, and for the first time a smile graces her lips.]

However, I will also be organizing and funding a new charity organization and diverting some of the family capital towards funding it and rebuilding the city of Union.  Details on that will come later, but do be advised that I will not be entertaining offers of new business ventures at this time.  If you have preexisting business agreements with us, I will continue to honor them, as that would be my Father’s wishes.

Moreover, and on a more personal note, I will welcome visitors at the shrine, both human and Pokemon alike.  An open ceremony will be held in the Noble Quarter for my Father’s burial this evening.  All who wish to attend are welcome to do so.

[What she does not say is that she’s not attending, though she assumes anyone that knows her will already understand that.]

Thank you for your time.

[She closes out the feed and will not be taking calls for the remainder of the day.  Anyone wishing to talk should simply visit her via action threads.]

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