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Blair sighed. At least the day was finally over. She had been glossed over as if she simply did not exist, as usual, despite what her critical mind might offer to this sort of investigation. She quickly headed toward her motorcycle and away from the school building at the earliest opportunity. She felt like a distraction from her usual occupations; a visit to the museum was in order.

Uptown Bark "Well then. That's unfortunate. I'll be seeing those documents, then." The smile she gave Bark made up for any lack of a sarcastic tone in her voice. If one didn't pay attention at all, it might have seemed genuine, but the woman seemed to be detecting an odor of bovine fecal matter. Nagi The assassin moved through a different path to the roof, avoiding the small fiasco involving another mage who had chosen a somewhat less subtle means to gain entry. Her binocular-assisted search did not reveal anything obvious, but the general feeling in the area - an oppressive one that seemed to sap a person's energy - seemed to come to a few focused points in the vicinity. A few seemed to be on the surrounding rooftops, but the majority seemed to be in the alleyways between buildings. One of them was situated just at the mouth of one; she couldn't see the point itself, but it was just barely out of sight. If anyone happened to walk over there, they would definitely spot whatever it was. In fact, a person was moving toward it as she scanned, and something had piqued their interest. . .

What moves were those, exactly? I treated the damage as special since it was definitely action at a distance as opposed to a projectile of some sort. Also, hope that the little combo there doesn't seem like powerplay.

Kage vs. Mareek Shit. That sounds like - "Lucas, Trick Room and use the time to Calm Mind!" The dimensions inside the cage seemed to warp oddly, producing a disconcerting visual effect - and, more importantly, warping the space between Nemo and Lucas to give him time to maneuver. The Ralts focused intently, gathering his energy and bracing for the impact. When it hit, the Ralts shook, but remained steady.

Protector HQ "Good. Now, the next thing I want you to do is manifest a weapon. Like this." Moriko transformed in a flash, with her signature four spears materializing around her, spaced evenly. "Simply imagine the weapon you desire to wield and will it to exist. I cannot explain it in any other way. It does not necessarily have to be bound by the normal rules of practicality; given supernatural speed and strength, any number of weapons could become useable." There was a gust of wind as the woman leapt up to one of the platforms smoothly, her spears spinning around her and forming a sort of cone. She landed lightly, still floating about an inch off the ground.

Steel cage? I'm not sure if this plays to my advantage or not. "Alright, Lucas, you ready for this?" The Ralts let out a confident chirp and slid downward off of Kage's shoulder, stepping forward with quiet determination. He didn't do much, other than give the Cubone a cool look. "Remember what we just talked about?" The Ralts nodded. "Let's get this done," he called out, turning to face his opponent. He wore his sunglasses - though unsettling people with his 'gaze' might actually work out for him.

Takeshi's place Takeshi turned around to face those that came up to train with him. With a bit of disappointment, he noted that none of the experienced mages had come to spar. A shame; he really did need some practice, or he was going to get killed the next time a turf war flared up. "Alright, where do I start. . . Well, first off, thanks for coming, I guess. If you decide to join a faction, try to remember this and not kill me if you meet me. Uh, I don't really do this a whole lot." He thought for a brief moment. "Okay. Basics first. Anyone remember what I said about transforming yesterday? I want you to try to do that. I should have mentioned, the really important thing is to want it to happen. The more you want it, the more energy you can put toward it." Protector HQ Gavriil saw one or two other Protectors as he walked down the hall, hurrying to somewhere or another. He eventually reached a set of doors that opened into a large, high room, with a few raised platforms constructed of empty steel containers, angle iron, and metal tubing welded together firmly - if rather visually unappealing. Windows high in the room let in a few shafts of sunlight, revealing the nature of the room as a portion of a warehouse. He could hear two somewhat familiar voices conversing, then fading has he moved inward; Noriko and Kouta. "But are you sure it's the right thing to do?" The boy's voice carried across the space. "Hush. We'll talk about this later." The tone in her voice did not seem particularly harsh, though it was firm as usual. "Gavriil. I'd like to welcome you to the Protectors once again. I will get right to business, which I hope you'll appreciate. We are going to do some basic combat training. You look like you have some experience in this area already, but regardless of that you will need to familiarize yourself with your new abilities - and those your enemies will possess. The first step is simple: transform, as you did last night."

we'll cover this, dw

okay dota vs LoL in a nutshell Dota: -is less noob friendly -punishes mistakes more by design -has a much darker visual theme -has slightly more variety between heroes; there is no formula for a carry/ADC, no support formula, heroes simply tend toward different roles -has all heroes unlocked for no charge right away -is slightly more dynamic -has casters that scale less in particular, with less heroes scaling to lategame in general League: -is easier to learn -less punishing in general -is brightly colored visually -tends to follow set formulas for set roles; heroes are designed to fulfill a specific purpose in general -operates on a weekly champion rotation -tends toward less variation in team setups -has more scaling for all heroes Important mechanical differences: -Dota has denying, or killing allied units to prevent enemies from gaining the bounty for doing so -There is no gold loss on death in League -Jungling does not grant buffs in Dota -Dota works on a RPG-like stat system of Strength, Intelligence, and Agility; League items directly modify HP, mana, etc -There are only two items in Dota that affect cooldowns and only one that affects gold gain, and the latter is an active ability on an item

7/10 looks cool i guess, but eh.

dobby bruh you need to uninstall mcafee, it's basically a virus and there are far better options for virus protection. Hell, just being careful with your browsing is enough to protect you almost entirely from viruses, and the rest is usually covered by a combination of your email's inbuilt anti-malware, and either your OS simply being a low-profile target or Windows Defender. Also firewalls.

Anyone unaccounted for at Takeshi's place?

Takeshi's just upstairs, for the people still there.

Protector HQ "N-Noriko said she wanted to talk to you some more. S-Something about t-training." Kouta gave a violent jerk of his head, indicating that the direction was straight down the hall they were currently in. "I've gotta go, uh, Gabriel. Gavriel. Sorry." The boy skittered off in the direction he had shown before, glad to be done with the stranger. Uptown The mages there could feel the pressure from the area more clearly. They were definitely closer to the source. It seemed to press down on one's consciousness, sapping one's energy and will. This effect was noticeable even on the other people around them; they were listless, slow, lacking in their usual drive. Nagi and Bark The elevators opened up almost simultaneously. Bark ended facing a security desk, which might have seemed odd except for the fact that this floor held executive offices and the boardroom in which many of them met. The woman working at the desk finished with something she was doing behind the desk, her hands out of sight, then cleared her throat lightly. "Do you have an appointment?" Her tone carried an extremely transparent illusion of politeness as she eyed Bark and his outfit up and down. Nagi's elevator opened up within sight of the desk, but hers was behind it and had ready access to the offices and the stairwell, secured on both sides with another card scanner. From her angle, she could see Bark as well. Faust The German man was met almost immediately by a quite surprised guard armed with a pistol and protected by a bulletproof vest. "What the hell?" he called out in startlement before readying his gun. Before Faust could react, however, another guard knocked him over and out with a quick blow from a nightstick. The second guard sighed, standing and leaning back with his hands on his hips in a position indicating his frustration. "I really wish you wouldn't do that. You're lucky the cameras around here haven't been working lately, or I'd be in a lot more trouble." He sighed. The man was painfully nondescript, almost as if someone had taken the population of the area and averaged them out in a computer. "Do whatever you'd like, I guess, since I don't have the power - or true desire - to stop you. I do like this occupation, however, so please don't go about stealing anything sensitive or killing my superiors. . . the latter is why I obtained this position in the first place." He spoke with a dry, disinterested tone. He was clearly unfazed by Faust's method of entrance.

Lol i never said it was in a building, but okay

I'll just gem in Artillery and shell things to death

8/10 looks good, idk who it is but looks good

I was actually going to make the T-Tar a sort of gentle giant-type mon, being the only real levelheaded and calm one in the whole ensemble. That role will have to go somewhere else, though, just thinking what Pokemon. . . if only Terrakion was a normal poke and not a legendary.

Takeshi's place After shoveling away some food, Takeshi was beginning to look much perkier. "Alright, so, here's the plan for today. Anyone who wants to leave can do that." He looked around the apartment briefly, recalling who was who. "It's not like I can stop you - well, it wouldn't be practical, anyway. I'll do my good deed for the next year and show anyone who wants to the ropes of doing this whole thing; starting with how to transform, and some basic fighting techniques. I'll also show you where not to go, because it'll piss off the factions if you start screwing around in their territory. Well, unless you plan on joining up with them. If you wanna do that you can, I guess, if you like being told what to do and being surrounded by fanatical idiots." Clearly his relationship with the others in the city was rather. . . unsteady. He sighed. "I guess you can give 'em a chance, though. They don't like me but you never know. Some people like them, apparently." He stood up and slipped his plate into the sink before walking down the hall that he had directed Bark to last night. "If you already know what you're doing, I don't mind company. I need a sparring partner who isn't actively trying to kill me. Anyway, meet me upstairs. Protector HQ Gavriil met a young, nervous-looking boy just outside the room. "He's awake," he called out in a shaky voice. Gavriil dwarfed the boy, who he could recognize from the previous night. His short, green hair quivered a bit as he returned to looking out Gavriil. "I-I'm Kouta. We got some clothes for you, and the showers are uh, that way." He pointed toward a hall to the right of the one they stood in at the moment. The halls themselves were utilitarian, with cheap but effective halogen lights providing illumination and finished concrete serving as the floor. Uptown This part of the city had a quiet bustle at all times, as businessmen hurried between meetings and eager shoppers moved from store to store. In one section, skyscrapers provided distinctive landmarks from which one could orient themselves, regardless of where they were in the area. From one of the denser and higher (in literal altitude; the buildings here were often multilevel, massive things) commercial districts, a very small segment of the population might be able to feel a strange energy, if they focused and knew what they were looking for. . .

This is not really my thing. . . which is why I'll probably try it. I think I need to practice writing happier characters anyway, all of mine are varying degrees of serious.

To explain, though: First off, I wanted "tough" Pokemon for Kage: lots of mineral types, Dragon, Fighting, that sort of thing. Second is that sort of type distribution leans to a sand team. I'm also just not a big fan of Hippowdon, idk why.