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Post by gregora on Apr 17, 2010 15:35:44 GMT -7
Gregora had just finished her officer training and got her new pokemon. She didn't know what was in the egg or if she'd ever find it. She wanted to just give them the middle finger and go off and take the fight to these people who took her family away from her. No, she shouldn't; it would put her little brother at risk. She looked around, not knowing what to do or where to go.
She had walked into an officer who looked as old as she was but had only given her the advice to stand tall due to her uniform. If only the other woman knew how much Gregora hated the Altairen military. After all, it was the military who had killed her parents and forced her and her little brother into service. If she could, she would attack the military itself but decided not to. Only because of the last surviving member of her family.
She decided to see what she can do to pass the time until she was given orders.
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Post by gregora on May 6, 2010 14:13:15 GMT -7
After that, she had heard of the giveaway of experimental pokemon and had snagged a black bagon which looked nervous and anxious. She also heard of a place where people could buy missions, but the current one seemed too strong to her. She decided to look around for a battle, if only to allow her to train up her team.
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Post by absesas on May 15, 2010 14:00:17 GMT -7
All of a sudden a young boy walked toward you with his thumb in his mouth. "Wan haf a battle?" he asked in his cute little kid voice.
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Post by gregora on May 15, 2010 16:03:38 GMT -7
Gregora smiled.
"Sure," Gregora said.
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Post by Bex on May 16, 2010 16:17:03 GMT -7
The youngster pulled a pokeball from one of his pockets, and tossed it to the ground with the childish enthusiasm most can only wish for. From the red glow, a level five pikachu began to form as the empty ball bounced back into the trainer's hand. [[ Battle start ]] Male :: Level 5 Male :: Level 5 Both pokemon were defeated successfully. [[ Levels ]] Ebon: + 1.5 Levels Blaze: + .5 Levels
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Post by gregora on May 17, 2010 18:43:53 GMT -7
Gregora smiles to herself, feeling like her pokemon had become stronger. Of course, she learned more through the battle itself than she would have otherwise. She didn't know what else to do so she decided to walk around town, see who she could meet and perhaps train with.
She then saw the sign for the tournament. Each trainer could use up to three pokemon of only level 15 and below. The prizes caught her attention. She knew it would further her goals because she intended to become stronger so she could get promoted as high as she could. Maybe if she did that, she would be able to get her little brother Max back. That was all she wanted was the ability and the chance to rescue her little brother.
She wondered how old Max would be now... He had to be around fifteen or sixteen. Five years...was that how long they have been apart? She wondered if he had been completely changed in the time since... Or if the whole mess had permanently scarred him as it had her? It didn't matter, she was going to win the tournament and gain more fame.
So she had to find a trainer or a third pokemon. She just had to. So, she looked around with more zeal than she had before. She just had to keep going.
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