Sutoratosu

Yes, like five times or so...Losses stack up in the end, stack up for the better... if you learn from them, that is. Losing is the surest path to true strength in the future if one is wise enough to heed it's words of wisdom. Just Ask Mareek's mother (Lols, where do you think he got the philosophy from? Got her ass handed to her constantly as a young trainer until she started learning from both the mistakes she made and that her opponent made. XD)) Though technically it's more of a forfeit since I plan for a walkout anyways, I don't got a problem with it, so long as Lucas goes down soon though... even newly evolved, the toll from fighting so far really wouldn't be eliminated, and one so small can reasonably only endure for so long in the heat of battle, hence I've had Nemo pretty much been going down with 1 Hit KOs/ 2 hit KOs against super effective foes and what not. But hey, if you've got it planned out already, well... go ahead. just make sure to keep the appropiate amount of fatigue so far in mind

And analytic boosts them all... don't forget about Analytic. The ghost might be fast, but... anyways So, Murdoc, guess you wanna win it then and have kage face his lover in mortal kombat. K, cool, cool, I understand, I did the same thing afterall... (Well technically, Mareek didn't but... nevermind, moving on) And very soon the drama will begin and the Duck shall finally fall from the power and respect he's gained... (Either way, either Mareek or Java will end up just straight up walking/ hovering off the field soon and saying Screw This/ Fuck you to the other one) And no, the Discharge is not Analytic boosted.

Mareek v Kage Nemo So this was it then. Just like he called it, it was suicide shot. But fine. He'd done his job, whatever Mareek had meant for it to be. Afterall, suicide plans seemed to be what he excelled at. And if his weakness could buy time, then a least he had some form of usefulness. He closed his eyes as the glowing leafs began to storm around him once more. When the leafs started to tear into him one by one, he didn't even feel it. No pain, no more blinding light shows. He just staggered off, not paying any attention to the stupid Fairy who had stone walled him. One foot over the other, rinse wash and repeat. Until he had stumbled all the way back to Mareek's side of the field, looked up at his trainer, nodded... and then collapsed in the nearest corner of the cage, out of the way of whoever would come in after him. Mareek I'm sorry Nemo... I didn't want for it to have to be this way... "Nice light show. But I'm honestly sick of the gimmicks. Interesting though... the only way you could be controlling the ralts so well is if it was through telepathy. Can't say I've gone up against something like that in the past." He gripped Java's ball firmer, grinding his teeth as he glared over at the psychic. "Not like it matters now though- Achilles!!!Take over the field!!" in a flash of pure crimson, Java hovered down above the steel floor of the cage, glancing briefly at the ground type as he did. He had screwed up quite a bit here... he'd let his own goals get the better of him, let a vendetta blind him... and the kid had to pay because of it. He couldn't help but feel something familiar well up in him, looking at the cubone's defeated form. Perhaps if he had gone the extra mile to actually train him instead of lying to him. Perhaps if he had possessed more faith in the boy... no. Now was too late for should'ves, he had made his bed... Without another thought, Java set about his opening orders the from red-headed boy, his entire body flashing a multitude of colors as he randomly shifted between types before settling on one to resist the last move used by the foe; Steel. He didn't bother waiting for further instruction. He knew the boy wouldn't be issuing much given the circumstances anyway, so... looked like he was fighting on his own for now. Java's eyes flared a bright crimson as Lucas's entire body did the same, fading away right along with the haze of Java's pupils, and the next moment the strategist unleashed a blast of electricity in all directions, far more powerful than anything his pitiful apprentice could ever conjure, the entire space around the cage stinking of burned ozone and the chattering of thousand birds echoing out as several tendrils of lightning arced right for Lucas, as well as struck the bars and floor of the cage, electrifying the entire surface and threatening to electrocute anything unfortunate enough to make contact with any part of it. Not that Java had anything to worry about though. He could float. And even besides, it was his own electricity anyway...

Well it's honestly a battle that may or may never come, depending on if the two can reconcille. Now if you'll excuse me... I must go search for something that can do Java's job as strategist (Baring Metagross, since... that's the easy way out in this case, lols. and I'm already planning for one, so... no cheating) just encase he goes permanently. Time to go scour all the psychics...

I almost feel as though I should be a bit saddened that Nemo seems to be on the road to truly earning his spot as the charity case for the team. In a roster of steel armored mons and Fire Breathing Dragons... and the fighting spirit can only make up for it so much. But hey, you know that they say about Marowaks... can't break those spirits, at least not easily. Java though. He may be another story entirely. Depending on how things ultimately go in this arc for him, I might legit have him go away, though whether it would be a temporary thing like Commander did with Zuko (Though if it is, it will likely heavily involve the internet) or it could be legit permanent and he just gets replaced by another who can serve his role. If I decide to only have it be temporary though, I might revert to some of the ideas I had for Sebastian coming in and starting shit (Minus the killing parts and all) and Java coming back to be the big damn hero for Mareek and the team eventually... Eh, guess we'll see, won't we? Development, ahoy!

"You see this Java?" Mareek whispered into the capsule already in his hand as Nemo was hit full on by the light storm. He had already put on the carving goggles around his neck the moment things he'd realized Kage and his little friend over there were going to sit back and base their entire strategy off a light show. "You see what happens when you lie? By sunrise, you said... you were boosting him with Discharge the entire time to make him think he had it down, don't think I don't know you didn't actually train him past the basic step of making a few sparks. You know how he is... you knew he would want to try something like this..." "What else was I supposed to do?" Java retorted in his ear. "The damn boy was hopeless, after he got the bare ass basics, it was all downhill... intentionally targeting him with discharge attacks and letting him channel it as if it were his own power was the only way. You know how humiliating it would've been if not even an hour after we had began, I had to go up to you and admit I was a fool and had overestimated his teachability? We're lucky it's even as meagerly strong as it is..." "Nnnno... What we are, is up shit creek without a paddle, thanks to you and you're stupid vendetta..." Mareek grimaced as he watched the ground type stumble to his feet in the cage, having been too distracted by the damn lights to properly defend himself. "Let's take that thing out and get out of this... I'm done." Without another word to his (Soon to be former at the going rate) Partner, he turned back to nemo just as the light from before died down in intensity enough for the young fighter to few hazy glimpses of his opponent across the field... though Mareek knew he wouldn't up to much longer. He brought Java's capsule back up to his lips, laughing bitterly. "Ya know, it's alot like the fight against Jacob. Except this time, it's my own damn fault for listening to you in the first place, and again for not telling Nemo no... too damn nice for my own good sometimes." "Nemo! Javelin! Then Ancient Rush" Mareek Shouted. The cubone nodded at the orders, clearing the stone barrier before him as his body again blazed a silvery white, several small orbs of the same color emerging off him as he felt a brief surge of power run through him as the moves secondary effect kicked in. "Oh yeah, great...a stat boost right when it doesn't even matter anymore, freaking yipee..." The young warrior raised a tiny hand into the air, concentrating some of the renewed will he felt into forming the spears into slender, sharp projectiles of slate grey stone, four in total, then all at once, he sent them all hurtling toward Lucas just like their name sake as he charged forward blindly in their wake, a silvery white bone rush (Bone Rush cloaked in Ancient Power) clutched in his hands as he dashed. But he knew damn well what was likely to happen here. He had failed this whole thing, he could recognize what he was being ordered to do from his very first real fight. IT was gonna be like when he fought Chalchi, all over again... why was it that it seemed he always failed when it mattered though? why...? Was it because of the Thunder Punch? Java told him it would've been strong enough to take something big like the Lapras... but yet it seemed like it hadn't done anything against something his own damn size. First the Rhydon, now a freaking fairy- No... enough, that was the old him, the coward. He was weak. He simply had to accept that. His master knew he was weak too, but had still let him go out here and try... time and time again, even though he always knew the likely outcome... And so he was gonna carry out whatever order he received the best he damn well could. His mother may have given him life, but the Boy with the red hair had given it meaning... and that was something Nemo would always be indebted to him for. Always. Besides, Mareek had to have a plan afterall, right? right? ((Murdoc, whatever happens is pretty much up to you at this point. If you wanna win it then feel free to have this be a complete suicide attack for Nemo seeing as he can't take much more anyway. Aterwards I can arrange for the real issues to start and Mareek to just walk away from it all))

Well damn... I got no idea what I should do with this whole Alvin thing now... kinda caught me off guard. You know what, no... I know what to do... And it looks like the path of insubordination and infighting is coming up in the battle between Mareek and Kage. The duck's gonna have to clean up his mess. And @Avis: What the hell has java ever done to you? Calling his Evo a second run through of puberty... he don't even do puberty (at least, I'm pretty sure he don't... he's a computer afterallXD) And @ Murdoc, you aren't using Dazzling Gleam along with those Magical Leafs, are you? cause from the descriptions...

Yes, my friends, rugged individualism was not the sole reason he didn't bother paying much attention to his hair. It's all really for Erce's sake I have the sneaking suspcion... That alvin is going to say something that will give Mareek ample reason to deck him, right in the kisser... but damn, Phoebe's in the room. might have to save it for later if it goes that way...

Mareek watched on in silence as Erce fidgeted at every touch from the Bug Maniac, shaking his head and sighing all the while "Damn it Alvin. Of all the things you could've possibly done..." He knew he should also blame himself though... after all, he should've anticipated this would precisely what the boy intended to do, all things considered. Both Java and the crippled fighting type in his lap were recalled in a flash of crimson as he got up. ERCE Erce didn't know how long she could keep it up with this little weirdo so insistent on putting his damn hands on her, acting just like that accented man with his tape measurer and recorder and his commentary on her features like she was some mere specimen under a microscope. She could barely stand Mareek doing such a thing, and luckily the boy hadn't, not after the results of the first time. But yet here this fool was... the same expression on his face, the same look of gross intrigue in those eyes.... "Scy..." she hissed lowly as Alvin went on, fighting the subtle urge to just raise one scythe and eng the damn 'examination in one fell swoop. Her claw fidgeted at her side, a scowl on her dragon like face, fangs bared as the bug trainer still failed to get the message... MAREEK "This has gone far enough." Mareek said, stepping in between Alvin and Erce the moment he saw her aggression begin to rise. He didn't need to look around to know she was already lowering her lethal weapons. She made a mistake with them around him once... Mareek meanwhile glared hard at Alvin, eye's cool as glaciers as he debated whether or not to show it just to drive the idiot off. Very few people knew about it, and not of them aside from Erce and his own mother here were among them. No one, not even Lana, not even Nemo. Even Java knew absolutely nothing about it. He had vowed he wouldn't do it as a way to let her live it down and not feel guilty. It was the reason he made sure to keep his hair at the length he did. The reason why he always refused to let anyone other than himself cut it or even mess with it. But he already knew that if he didn't, Alvin would be back eventually, and they'd just have the same issue pop up down the road. "I'm sorry about this, Erce..." He thought, glancing at the giant mantis briefly before turning to Alvin. "You say you want to examine her? Well too damn bad, I'm not going to sit here and let that happen..." He brought his hand up and brushed aside the hair on one side of his head, grabbing hold of it in a fist and raising the stuff up. Erce's eyes lit up and her jaw gaped when she realized what he was doing. "Because this is what when people 'Examine' Erce like she's some peice of property to be bought and sold..." It was soon visible from the Bug Catcher's viewpoint what he was talking about. A long, smooth semi-crescent scar arced from behind the top of Mareek's right ear across his temple and onto the very top of his fore head just beneath the hairline, stopping over top the right eye brow. It looked as though it had been bad once, though from the slight fading present the thing had healed years and years ago, even despite still being easily visible from even a few feet away. "I got this because I was standing right next to her while some strange girl who was a bit too fond of bug types was gawking over her and "Examining" her, just like you were a few moments ago..." Mareek continued, letting go of the hair and fixing it back into place over the region, completely concealing the old memento. "An interesting thing I learned from it though: Moves like Wish and Heal Pulse can potentially leave behind scars of whatever they fix...go figure."

Yeah, I know, lols XD Though I'm interested to see how Jacob might react to finding out his "Rival" of sorts has been eliminated from the running... This little Galipolli Campaign though, it's gonna be the primary factor for a lot of faith being lost and Mareek falling back to Erce as his strongest. Pretty much Java must now go searching for redemption like his name is Jorah Mormont. In before Mareek exiles him. Now... where's that metal coat...

alrighy then. I wasn't planning on spamming the move anyway since it would make little sense given the circumstances surrounding it. for the most part Mareek is going to try to forget about Tpunch. I'm honestly a bit hurt that you would think I'd go doing such a thing in the first place though Dobs It's like ya don't trust me or something :c But anyways, yeah... since the battles are all more or less set in the future, I haven't had the opportunity to actually write this bit of conflict that's going on in the team in actual depth yet, but... operation Thunder Punch has in truth been a complete fiasco for Java and something Mareek is going to make damn sure he remembers because the duck assured him he could have Nemo TPunching at full power by sunrise (And even briefly deceived him that he had succeeded). Nemo thinks he's mastered it, but everyone else can tell it's pitiful at the moment. Basically there's a lot of important context regarding the whole situation there that I just haven't gotten to yet because of timing and setting. There's basically an elephant in the room that;s being avoided by Mareek and Java both. So yeah, a loss at this point would be something easy for me to orchestrate without it seeming like it was fixed or forced, so like I said, if ya want Murdoc, I got no problem giving you the win here, just go ahead and say the word...

{Mareek vs Kage} "I can see the electrified floor didn't do anything to slow it down... figures. I just want this stupid thing to end soon..." He shook his head as he briefly ordered the young swordsman to defend himself, Nemo responding by catching his returning club, the thing having been repelled after knocking down only a few of the incoming glowing leafs. Again becoming a mere blur as he moved, Nemos arms moved as if conducting a symphony, the slate grey slabs glowing white right along with his body as they moved into position before him, a few chips flying off here and there as they took the remaining brunt of the attack. Mareek lowered his outstretched palm, smirking as he gazed at the boy across from him in both a metaphorical and literal new light. "Well... could be worst, I guess. at least he's obviously got something planned. It was a nice try to throw me off, but acting like he really was a moron would've worked better in the long run. Hell though, If he didn't have his reputation, I'd honestly have to say I'm impressed the blind guy is putting up a better fight than James." "Nemo, Phalanx Maneuver! Ricochet!" The orphan needed not be told twice, his body again glowing white as he moved the makeshift rock barrier a bit closer to the opponent's side before drawing on his memory of past battles to figure out what the boy wanted when he had said "Richochet". Again Nemo became a mere blur as he launched his Club at an angle for the nearest iron bar of the cage, the piece of bone bouncing off just as Mareek had hoped and beginning what became an fast, unpredictable flight path around Lucas's side of the field.. that soon sent the white blur hurtling right towards the back of the Ralt's head... "Whatever he's got up his sleeve though... that Ralts of his seems to know quite well what to do though... almost a bit too well...either that's some damn good training, or..." In the stands... "He's at such a disadvantage and he can't even see it..." Alexandra sighed to no one in particular. Mars looked at her, unsure whether she meant the blind child or her own. "Have you been watching the Ralts?" Mars nodded. "Then you saw how it was on his shoulder at the beginning? and how it seems to be using those moves without any real orders?" Mars stared at her blankly. It took the woman a few moments to realize the dark type hadn't even taken part in that fight, long long ago. "Erm...nevermind," she sighed, instead looking at Joltara as the fox rested it's head in her lap. "You remember the blind old woman with the Gardevoir and Gallade though, don't you Tara?" The electric type nodded before glancing at the field. Was it really not obvious to the boy what was going on between his opponents? Really, all the pieces were there... there were no actual orders, and the kid was blind... and using a psychic type for the love of arceus. Shouldn't take too much of a leap and abound to get the picture. If Mareek couldn't realize this was one of the true, unspoken reasons why his mother had told him not to underestimate the blind...

It was Thunderpunch, but it's only at about 50 base power at the moment due to the fact that A. Nemo only had a few hours to learn it, though he did stay up a bit late into the night, however seeing as how Kage and Mareek's match is one of the later ones in the day, and the fact that the chapter starts at 10:30 AM... yeah, the issue of sleep could well have been resolved before the match ever began. And B. Every time I write about Thunder Punch being used, it is technically always from Nemo's perspective with the description of it. AS such the naration makes out to be grander than it actually is due to his rather child-like awe with the fact that he can use the move in the first place. Basically, I intentionally hype the descriptions to show that that's how nemo himself views what he's doing, and since he's mesmerized, he's gonna think it's he's doing better than he actually is. If I were to write it from Mareek or Java or Erce's perspective though... it would be a different story. Basically Java knows at this point there's no hope of Nemo beating any water type like Chalchi without some extreme luck and he's just putting on an approving face while secretly despairing on the inside about it. And Mareek is being an asshole about it by silently rubbing it in and saying I told you so in a way that won't end up hurting the kid's feelings in the process. Pretty much the situation with it right now is like when you're five and you make a crappy piece of art and you think it's great and your parents tell you it's great and pretend they're so proud of you when they both know full well it's not worth shit but are being nice just to avoid hurting ya feelings. Though... guess I should probably differentiate a bit more from now on... can see where it might be a bit confusing to anyone but myself XD. Lols, I can forget that sometimes...don't happen often, but, it does happen... AS for the last move used, it was Bonemerang. as for the first... that's a secret for now, though it really doesn't matter since either move he knows that's capable of doing that stone barrier thing do the exact same job when it comes to that strategy, so... And @ Commander, I think he might've been referring to the whole Trick Room + Calm Mind thing... EDIT: and @ Murdoc, if you want to win this or anything, feel free to speak up. Like I said before, he doesn't care about winning the cup and if his reputation takes a hit or two... well he won't give much of a damn since most taunters are rather easy to shut up and whatnot when you're mopping the floor with them with a Porygon2 Scizor. Hell, I can even come up with a few ideas for development... alot actually...

Mareek vs Kage "Wait a minute... did he really just? But why? When he's..." "Hey, Kage, was it?" the boy called across the field, honestly a bit worried this whole thing would be the fight with James all over again... "You uh... you do realize that a Cubone is slower than a Ralts, right?" As if to testify to the truth of the statement, Nemo suppressed a chuckle as he twirled his club in his hand briefly before firing it off fast as lightning towards the psychic type, his movement a near blur thanks to the room's effects... This looked like it might be as easy as Java told him the fight against that weird ghost had been!

{Mareek vs Kage} "Not gonna take the first move then?" Mareek called back, examining the fairy across the field all the while as Nemo did the same. The young fighter decided there was something more to this foe than met the eye, something to watch out for... there were not many who would enter a battle last and not take the first move, and Nemo knew from experience it either meant they had a plan or they were cocky. But most of the time it was the former. Before his trainer could give any orders, the Cubone's body took on a bright glow as four flashes blazed before him and the sound of rocks grating against steel rang out as the thick, flat slabs of grey fell around him in a protective shield formation, a single, tiny space left vacant to provide a view of the opponent, though whether the move that had created it was stealth rock or something else was hard to tell. Nemo leapt back from the rocky barrier, glancing at Mareek, wondering why he hadn't been given any instructions yet... and to the ground types surprise his trainer seemed completely lost for a moment... looking around the field and at the audience as if he were a deer in headlights. "Cube!" Nemo shouted, banging his club against the steel floor. "That voice... could it have- no... had to have been the wind.""Nemo..." The boy still seemed to space out for a moment, his eyes briefly fixing down at his own hoodie before shaking his head, feeling his focus return gradually. The first thing that caught his attention was the orphan's initiative. "Good, you're learning. Now use what Java taught you." He nodded to down to the steel floor of the cage. Nemo gave his affirmative with his fist becoming cloaked in teal blaze of electricity growing larger and larger as he honed his focus and balled his empty fist tight, the sound of a thousand chirping birds filling the cage. Another nod was the only prompt he got to begin, and without a sound, Nemo slammed his fist into the floor with as much force as he could muster, the entire metal surface becoming live with electricity as the current spread in every direction as the ground type pumped more and more juice into the attack... fully expecting his opponent either to stay on the ground and get fried like a fool or make some maneuver into the air that would leave them a sitting duck...

Wait a minute... inspect? :feelsgd: Bad memories bro...bad memories... Time to reveal more backstory on Erce.

Alright, so I know I said there would be an update, but some shit came up this week and I couldn't get around to it inbetween all the bouts of crap I had to deal with for a certain group assignment that honestly only I even did anything for and am the only reason our asses were pulled out of the fire and all the other mother truckers in my group should get F's for- Enough, enough, Faust, it's not the players that you're pissed off at... not their faults you got fucked over in the whole deal... come on, deep breaths, 1,2,3,4... anyways, yeah. Sorry folks. I'll try to have something up by tomorrow if I can

"And look who pops out of nowhere..." Mareek thought as he gave the briefest of glances towards Alvin. "I really don't feel like talking to him after seeing the guy completely self-destruct yesterday, especially when he just marches up and starts demanding shit. But... guess it's better to just see what he wants so that he'll go away." "Yeah, fine I guess..." He sighed, turning to face the miffed Bug Catcher fully as he produced Erce's capsule from his hoodie. In a flash of white, the Scyther soon stood inbetween the two students. She gave a single look to Mareek, vexed as to why the boy had released her from the device's confines. "What do you want with her though?" Mareek asked, ignoring the questioning stare. "If it's not too much to ask..."

Well...stay at school it is then. And Alvin...should've known it would be alvin. XD

Well damn... Azery's right. nevermind, I guess my wish was technically granted long before it was even made XD http://prntscr.com/715p58

well, back home after the cup it is then... And about the whole Conversion2 thing; Basically, I recently realized that I've been somewhat of a huge derp with that move ever since I've been using it back in chapter 2... and have accidently been using the gen 4 mechanics for it rather than how it should work from gen 5 onwards... yeah, just wanted to fix that for the future so I start using it right from this point onward. That's basically what the dialogue was all about. And I have finally decided on a good theme for Mareek- use the two most defensively advantageous types, Steel, and to a lesser extent, Dragons (Eventually Java will make some type of suggestion considering nothing about the team has been actually planned out in actual character). already figured, I've got 2 dragons on there already, so... Hell, I even gave him a Druddigon in the updated roster... just for shits and giggles. the combo makes it so the team resists the majority of types in some way or form, not to mention both types cover each other's weaknesses rather well now if only there were a Timburr named Roy...

"And there they go..." Mareek mused as he lounged in one of the chairs in the waiting room, the screen blaring overhead as the latest match was called. The area he had chosen to occupy today was one near the very back wall of the room, with barely anyone besides his own team in earshot. He'd honestly had far more than enough of the strange stares he got whenever people thought he was carrying on full conversations with himself. He wore no jacket today, the only one he had really cared for having to be trashed thanks to the grievous stains that, while true, he could've just ignored, would likely have raised future questions from people who noticed, questions Mareek honestly didn't care to have to answer over and over again. Instead he wore a zippered, high collared hoodie the color of a fresh snow drift, the bolded words Dr. Sisto scrawled across the right breast and Silph Company across the back as if branded by a hot iron. Oddly enough the garment still carried the faintest trace of the scent of the cologne of it's last owner... something Mareek couldn't help but find a bit comforting even despite the sparse memories it brought back. "So Java," he asked, turning his attention to the Cubone and Porygon2 sitting nearby, watching the screen. "What's this master plan you were going on and on about at breakfast? The one about Conversion2 or whatever it was..." "I already explained it twice..." Java said, brow furrowed. He nodded at the sleeping riolu curled up in the patterned bundle of woolen cloth in Mareek's lap, near contemptuous as he went on. "You would've heard it had you not have been too busy caring for the cripple." "And I guess I also would've heard how you were giving me the occasional few suggestions about it all the while earlier, too, now wouldn't I?" Java had no response to that one, simply looking away at having the retort thrown in his face. "Well, go on. She's asleep now, so not like we're very busy at the moment." "The plan is too stop holding back whenever Conversion2 is used by myself." Java sighed, rolling his eyes. "So far we've been using it in the same manner that we did to train my reaction time. Well it's increased as high as it can go, so there's no point in doing it like that anymore. The competition from this point forward will only get more formidable, especially him..." The program gestured with his tail towards Jacob's face on the television overhead. "Hence we have no reason to continue like we have been-" "Get to the point." "The gist is that I stop waiting for attacks to make impact. This more or less allows me to shift types as necessary and as a result have no vulnerabilities against any particular type at a given time. I basically start adapting to whatever the foe uses the moment they use it- without the ability to actively rely on super-effectiveness, any fight I'm in will be one of pure attrition, and with the training we've done so far..." "Alright, great. Then do it, and stop talking about." The boy looked over to the ground type. "How's Chidori Blade going? I know you've definitely gotten Thunder Punch down..." "Yeah, thanks to how you decided to freaking wake me this morning..." He still felt a bit stiff in his left arm and leg, the welt on his shoulder still throbbing a bit now that he thought about the pain. "Cube!" Nemo responded, leaping up to his feet and holding out his palm, focusing as a sound rivaling the chirping of a thousand birds began to fill the seating area, his entire palm cloaked in a blazing blue aura, sparks leaping and crackling. He moved the electrified mit over to his side, as if drawing a sword, then the next moment he wiped it about in single fluid motion, the teal length of a Bone Rush attack materializing and crackling with the same power that was congealed in his palm. Mareek's face was cast in the bright blue light as Nemo held it up high before releasing his grip and letting it all dissipate into nothingness, ground type energy and lightning both. "Well, good then..." Mareek said as he recalled the young Swordsman, tucking his capsule back into the hoodie as he turned his attention to Java. "You did a pretty good job teaching him... maybe what you want to do out there won't be so impossible after all if he's mastered the blade work." "Yes, well... we can only hope he doesn't screw it up." and with that said, both of them gazed up at the fight about to begin... though they both knew full well who was likely to emerge on top right from the get-go.

I'll try to get something up later today. This week has been kinda... frustrating at certain points and I'm just trying to shake off a bit of the miffed state I've had thanks to certain people I've had to work with and keep reminding myself that it's (thankfully) completely over now...

Guess I'll just touch up and tweak Aria (Arya? I can't even remember how I spelled the bitch's young lady's name...) and use her for this. I've already gotten used to the feel of the character and I honestly kinda like that non-malicious yet still slightly manipulative thing she kinda developed on her own after a while... As for motivation, I don't really see a reason to give her one at the moment... though I'll figure out something. Either that or I'll have her just be a leaf in the wind kinda like one of my other OCs Faust was/ still somewhat is at the moment. Oh hell, I might just go and take all my old OCs who are out of commision and do something with them... I kinda miss some of those guys, like Maya... and even Ethic