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PostSubject: Perception   Fri Oct 13, 2017 11:29 pm

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The chateau had been a chore thus far, but Krikka knew from past experience that it was only going to get much worse. There she stood in front of the Ruined Passage, a specific section of the nonsensical building that was known for making even the rest of its structure look sane in comparison. It seemed to feel like being a normal hall on this day, but she wondered how long that would last. She knew not how the house worked, but she knew enough to recognize the infamous passage when she saw it even if it looked nothing like how it did in her first encounter with it. The truly was not looking forward to this part of the trip, especially since she didn't have any unwitting powerhouses to guide her this time around. It seemed she was the powerhouse now, at least compared to the individuals with her. It was supposed to be her job to do the protecting, which wasn't something she was happy about; and worse, she had gone and made things worse for herself by injuring both of them, one of which to the point of having to be carried.

She knew Goro no longer trusted her if he ever did in the first place, and Solus was unconscious. Odds were she would be getting no help if she got herself into any trouble; she couldn't recall the details, but she had dug herself into a hole and would have to work her way out of it. She would have considered turning back if not for her knowledge that "back" wasn't exactly a thing that existed in this place; unfortunately, her only option was forward. "Keep your guard up. This place is stupid," she spoke bitterly, quick and to the point without even making eye contact with the croagunk. Then without a moment's wait she started off down the hall, expecting Goro to follow her. He didn't have much of a choice at the moment, given his choices were to stick with the one capable of properly fending off all the ghosts and the apparent occasional psychic... or going off on his own and taking his chances. He was a brute, but Krikka doubted he was actually stupid enough to throw away all sense of self-preservation.

Solus was showing signs of life in the form of subtle movements and occasional noises, which had to be a good sign. Probably. The umbreon could only assume he wouldn't be happy about his condition when he finally woke up, but he'd just have to deal with it. At the moment, there were far more important things to worry about than the feelings of her allies... or herself, for that matter. She focused solely on the hall and tried to ignore the still-looming confusion regarding her own actions; she couldn't see any end to the path despite the light of candles running along the walls. There were no doors in sight either, leaving an empty hallway of indiscernible length to traverse. She knew that could change at any moment, but it was still a bit disheartening to see. She doubted moving forward at a faster pace would actually help to speed things along, so she kept her stride relatively low so as not to waste any energy. She had a lot of dead weight to carry anyway, which would have made running considerably more tasking than normal. She knew the big heap of buizel was burdening her by her own doing, but that wouldn't stop her from blaming him for it.

She wondered if Solus would stay with her after this... or Goro... or if they would both leave. Maybe she could regain their favor if she stayed true to her word and did what she had come here to do. Or maybe they'd leave, in which case why did she even care? It wasn't like she needed anyone else to help her; sure, the assistance was nice, but it was far from a requirement. She had managed just fine on her own before meeting either of them, and at least one of them wasn't useful for much more than entertainment. The more she thought about it, the more she decided her guilt and concern were misplaced, and the more those feelings faded away. If her two allies left her, it didn't matter; if they died, it didn't matter; if they decided to stay with her, good for them, but it still didn't matter. All she needed was herself, and all she needed to look out for was herself.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Sat Dec 09, 2017 12:56 pm

Confirmation from Solus wasn't necessary, but it helped add to the guise, if nothing else. Krikka certainly wouldn't complain about him actually making an effort to help with what she was trying to do, as opposed to the resistance he had provided thus far. It was understandable for him to be confused and perhaps upset, but he needed to keep himself together and avoid making the guide suspicious. Sure, it wasn't as if tipping this froslass off would be the end of the world, but then they'd have to get rid of her before reaching their destination. Admittedly, the sooner she had an excuse to kick this annoyance to the curb, the better, but she wanted that excuse to be that it had outlived its use to them, not that Solus had decided to open his big mouth and ruin everything. As much as she hated this insufferable ghost, she had come to her senses and now understood that she needed to prioritize safety over pleasure. She was, after all, supposed to be demonstrating to Goro that she was the capable leader and guiding light that she claimed to be. So far, all he had seen was her acting like a child with a temper, and she needed to make up for that.

With Solus now being obedient and following, she glanced over to him when he spoke; he clearly wasn't enjoying having to pretend to be someone else, but he did admittedly have decent reasons. After all, he had pretty much woken up to this little charade, and he was probably very dazed and confused in the first place. Now wasn't the time to talk about it, but he seemed to know that much, simply requesting that they do so at some point in the future. Krikka neglected to respond to this, mostly to make a point of how she didn't have to do anything, but there was something else the buizel had said that caught her attention. He had made a comment about him dying, implying he didn't have faith in her ability to keep him alive, which... was hard to argue with at the moment. That didn't mean she wasn't going to try, but she still recognized that he had a point, even if she wouldn't admit it. "You aren't allowed to die," she responded in a very matter-of-fact manner, speaking just as quietly as he had.

As shocking as it may have been, the remark wasn't ill-intended; in fact, it was genuine. Krikka wanted her toy to know that he was hers, which meant that he would not be permitted to die as long as he was with her. She wanted him to fear her, but at the same time, she also wanted him to know that she wasn't just going to let him die. The implication alone felt like a personal insult toward her, as if he didn't trust in her ability to keep them all alive despite how well she had done so far.

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Alright, so she hadn't quite had the best of luck in some of her recent endeavors, but that didn't mean she was incompetent nor incapable. She had made some mistakes, but they were all still alive, and she wanted to believe that was at least partially thanks to her. A bit of frustration at her having decided to drag them to this place to begin with was understandable, but she still wanted Solus to know she had no intention of just letting him die. At that, he needed to understand that he wasn't allowed to give up, since it seemed like he was favoring the idea of quitting an awful lot since waking up. Fortunately, there was hope that their journey would soon come to an end and all of this would be in the past; the oddity along the wall in the distance was becoming clear, and it was a door. Krikka couldn't help but pick up her pace a bit at the sight, her morale renewed by some hope that they were nearing their journey's end. She knew Solus and Goro were both about as sick of this place as she was, and if they were close to getting what they had come for, then she was close to shutting the froslass' trap.

Speaking of the she-demon full of childlike wonder and naivete, it was still talking, and for some reason, Goro was still entertaining its presence. Better him than her, Krikka figured, but that didn't make her any happier to have to hear the annoying voice so full of joy, so relaxed despite being in the middle of this ungodly house. "You get used to it after a while. And this helps," the froslass moved toward the wall on the left and phased into it, disappearing from view for a moment with a mock-spooky "OoOoOoOo." The voice was muffled by the wall for just a moment before the source reemerged, tapering into a giggle. "I don't go outside much, but in my experience, it's safer in here... at least, if you're a native. And... I kinda like how it's always a mystery where I'll end up," the ghost continued, giving more detail on its life than Krikka cared to know. Alas, she was not the one running the conversation; if she were, her preferred topic would have been nothing, silence.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Sat Dec 09, 2017 11:29 pm

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Legends help him, but Goro couldn't help the amused snort that escaped him or the reluctant grin that was growing on his face as Nevi phased in and out of the wall. She made a special effort to sound silly and spooky, letting loose a ghastly wail for just an instant before reappearing with a playful giggle. It was quite the endearing sight, even he had to admit. Goro tried to keep pace with the group as they moved forward, Krikka and Solus still off to the side by themselves conversing in quiet tones. She had managed to get him up and moving, however, so that was something good. He didn't much blame the buizel for being so dead on his feet - he'd gone through quite the gauntlet so far in this dungeon. Even in their first room, his arm had been damn near torn off by Krikka after he made a good save, snatching her up from a pitfall. The subsequent fights that came after that incident didn't really help - Goro couldn't remember what he contributed toward the gas-like ghost, but someone had to have pulled Krikka's ass out of the fire when she was getting swarmed by balloon ghosts, and he knew it wasn't him. And, of course, he'd finished off the psychic while Goro himself was preoccupied. Even at that point, though, he had been in decent shape, save for his arm. It was his immediate outburst and criticising of Krikka that earned him such a harsh beatdown. Even Goro himself hadn't escaped the falling out of that; he was mostly fine, now, but he still felt a dull ache from when that dark pulse had flung him across the room into the wall. Say what you want about the umbreon leading them, but she was powerful.

His gaze was primarily focused on the froslass that was commanding his attention, so Goro didn't notice the doorway that they were rapidly approaching. Perhaps not surprisingly, she happened to like living in the Chateau. As he thought, the residents were a lot less harsh on the natives; or, at least, they were a lot less harsh on Nevi. He could see why. She was very bubbly and cheerful, and it'd be hard to really pick on someone like that without feeling bad afterward. Maybe ghosts felt differently, though. Absently, he tried to imagine the picture of two ghosts fighting one another - what the hell would that look like? Why had Tiff fled from Nevi so easily? Was she actually pretty damn strong, and that was the real reason she didn't get much trouble from the malicious residents of the mansion? He wasn't sure which one he would prefer, actually. If Nevi was strong, then whenever Krikka inevitably enacted her revenge on the ghost, they'd have quite a fight on their hands. He was already not sure how he felt about tangling with ghosts, but Nevi herself was slowly growing on the croagunk.

"Don't ya get kinda... bored, though?" At least in the marsh, he had the occasional traveler to pick on and wild Pokémon to battle. Nevi didn't seem to much enjoy battling, though, so what the hell did she do all day? The chateau seemed to be devoid of anything but resident Pokémon, after all. He or his company hadn't exactly found anything to really command their attention. On the other hand, though, they hadn't been here too long. If the mansion was able to switch its rooms around so much and have so much space on the inside, there were no doubt areas of the property that they hadn't seen yet. He wondered if there was a cafeteria around. "It don't look like there's much to do in here besides fight ghosts."

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Mon Dec 11, 2017 2:34 am

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While he wasn’t really expecting a response from Krikka at all, the response he did receive was far down the list of things he might have expected. That said, it wasn’t entirely unexpected. It made sense when he really thought about it. He was property in her eyes, and it made sense she’d want to protect her property. While Solus wasn’t necessarily okay with that viewpoint, he didn’t believe he had any right to complain. He had put himself on the line when dealing with Krikka, and he had practically forfeited not too long into their game. It was one of the few things he was willing to admit at least partial responsibility for.

“Uh, thanks? That’s good… I think.” Solus found it impressive that Krikka could make something that could easily be interpreted as reassuring sound vaguely threatening. Still, it maintained somewhat reassuring. He knew she had no qualms about hurting or even maiming him, but she didn’t seem keen on actually killing him. Which was good, because he wasn’t particularly keen on dying. Although, now that he was thinking about Krikka’s willingness to inflict harm upon him, he could help but wonder if she had something to do with his head injury.She avoided answering his questions on the subject earlier. He gave the umbreon a side glance. Why do you have to be so complicated, Krikka?

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Mon Dec 11, 2017 7:19 am

(Krikka's energy literally could not matter less so who gives a fuck)

Solus seemed semi-confused by the sentiment behind Krikka's words, but at least he knew to assume the best and decide it was good. Since it was coming from her, of course it was good, just like everything else; she didn't care about the actual validity of such a claim, but she preferred for Solus to just shut up, smile and nod anyway. He finally seemed to be getting that through his head... or perhaps he was actually being genuine. The buizel had his moments of showing proper respect, but in general he seemed to like being a smartass, so it was hard to tell. It didn't matter since Krikka wasn't planning on answering, instead focusing entirely on the door ahead. Her cautious-but-swift stride turned to a brisk jog as she neared, excitement and anticipation welling up in her. If this was the door she hoped it was, then she was almost to her destination, where she would be able to prove to Solus and Goro that she was a woman of her word. She would finally be able to do something to really get at her sister, she would solidify the faith of her two soldiers, and she would be able to get rid of the damned froslass.

She spun to face the wall and skidded to a stop in front of the door, a wide grin growing on her face in genuine excitement. Her ears perked up and her faked lively demeanor suddenly became real, and in the moment, she was actually happy. She felt like a little kid again, opening a present or getting a compliment from a friend; this was why she had chosen to live her life on her own terms, because she knew she was capable of pleasing herself. The sudden joy was a bit odd, especially since she didn't even know if this was going to be the right door, but perhaps she was just happy to have some hope for something nice after this rough day. Even the voice of the froslass trailing behind didn't bother her at the moment, and in fact, she was barely even paying any mind to it. Goro could deal with that since he seemed so interested in it.

"It's hard to get bored when the house's layout's always changing. And there are some cool places if you happen to find them!" the froslass spoke, persevering in the lost cause of trying to justify living in this hellhole. The rooms shifting around just made the place more dangerous, and native or not, that had to mean something. Sure, being a ghost probably made it easier to traverse the ever-shifting building, but at the end of the day, it still must have been nigh-impossible to actually get to any particular place without the aid of sheer luck. Or maybe the chateau just actively assisted its resident ghosts in getting where they wanted to go, only choosing to torment visitors from the outside world. "Like, sometimes we get together and do stuff! I mean, you know... the... "natives," I guess? Finding company's kind of a game of chance and some of them aren't very fun to be around, but some of the younger ones like to play hide-and-seek, and then sometimes we'll play cards, or-"

Krikka's dark aura flared around her body, giving only a brief warning before sending a blast of energy forward, blasting the wooden door off its hinges and throwing it into the room very loudly. This caused the froslass to fall silent and turn toward her with a high-pitched, surprised yip. Krikka's smile faded and her ears fell flat as the door collided with a table in the middle of the next room, breaking in half and folding around a chair that had been scooted out a bit... and the gengar sitting in it. Situated around the table were more chairs with various ghosts in them; among this group were a chandelure and another of those freaky gourds, and those were just the ones Krikka recognized immediately. They seemed to be in the middle of a... game of cards? She had interrupted them, clearly, and they were all staring at her. They looked mad.

"H- ...Hi?" she whimpered in a sheepish and fearful tone, taking a step back as she realized the grave error she had made.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Mon Dec 11, 2017 7:57 am

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While he was predominantly listening to the babbling froslass floating next to him, it was a bit hard to ignore the image of Krikka breaking off from Solus and jogging forward, an aura of actual eagerness overcoming the vixen. That was worrying. The last time she had been visibly happy, she had snapped, beat the hell out of Solus and blasted Goro across the room. He felt conflicted. On one hand, she was racing toward a door - and holy shit, there was a door in the hallway. When did they stumble upon this - so that meant they were one room closer to getting out of this place. On the other hand, Krikka being happy about anything was not something for him to look forward to. There was only one instance of her appearing such a way, and it did not end well for anyone - not even her. The croagunk tensed up unsubtly as the dark type neared closer and closer to the wooden door ahead of them. She'd broken off from the group quite a ways, so maybe he would have time to react before she turned on her heel and started flinging death at them. Or... maybe she was happy about something she should be happy about. He still had no clue why they were all in this death trap of a mansion.

The froslass next to him seemed to be entirely oblivious to his inner turmoil, however, chattering on happily about the chateau and what it was like to live there. To be true, he didn't have it in him to listen attentively, as every time they had opened a door in this place so far, it'd ended badly for them. The first time they went through one, Krikka had fallen victim to a pitfall trap and decided to make Solus a victim since he was close by. The second time, they burst into a room to find a fucking psychic waiting for them. He did not suspect this was going to be any different. As he and Nevi neared closer and closer, him walking and her floating animatedly, he clenched his fists in anticipation and tried not to appear afraid. He was just hoping for ghosts. No more psychics, just ghosts. Make it simple for him. He could punch ghosts, but he couldn't fucking punch psychics. Not before they liquefied his brain, at any rate.

Nevi's chattering was suddenly interrupted by, surprise surprise, Krikka blasting the fucking door open with a dark pulse. His expression was equal parts dumbfounded and horrified as her dark aura flared up around her mere moments after she walked up to the door, melting into exasperation as she launched the door right off the hinges and into the room. Hopefully whatever was waiting for them in there would get hit by it - give them a bit of a head start. They deserved to have something swing in their favor at this point, didn't they? Goro ignored the surprised yip his companion next to him made as he rushed forward at the commotion ahead. The last thing he wanted was to get a good look at what was in the next room because he had a sneaking suspicion that he wasn't going to like it, but if it meant getting the jump on whatever was inside...

The croagunk came to a halt next to the umbreon leading them, the sight before him stopping him in his tracks.  He distinctly remembered wishing for ghosts, not psychics, in this next room. And there were... a lot of ghosts inside. Around a fucking table. Playing cards. Careful what you wish for, I guess. At least Nevi wasn't lying. It seemed that even Krikka was able to recognize the colossal fuck up that she had made, as she stepped backward sounding very subdued. He, himself, was about tired of all this shit. Tired of getting swarmed and ambushed by ghosts. Why the fuck shouldn't they do the ambushing for once? The affronted expressions the Pokémon gathered around the table gave did nothing but anger him. Where the fuck did they get off acting like they ruined something, here? It was them, the ghosts, that had made their trip here so awful in the first place! How many of them had phased through the floors or the ceilings, trying to get the jump on someone just for shits and giggles? No, it was time for them to get a taste of their own medicine. As stupid an idea as it was, Goro resolved to strike first at this band of very intimidating ghost types, and they'd pick off whatever stragglers survived his wrath.

Sorry 'bout this, ace. He spared only a thought of apologies for the buizel that was lingering behind the group. He'd asked - demanded, really - that Goro never use this move again in his presence, but if the group as a whole was going to survive a large scale battle with this many dangerous opponents, then he needed to hit them all at once, hit them hard and hit them fast, before they knew what was coming. Without any sign of hesitation or fear, Goro took off at a sprint past Krikka and into the room, before leaping bodily into the air, arms outstretched above him in preparation for his most powerful attack.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Tue Dec 12, 2017 6:46 pm

Krikka's ever-increasing pace should have alerted Solus that either something was happening or she had seen something of interest that he didn't. However, he simply thought that she wanted to get farther away from Nevi. He would have sped up as well if he wasn't practically a walking corpse. Speaking of the annoyingly peppy ghost, she appeared to be having a proper conversation with Goro. This bothered him somewhat, as when he attempted to converse with the croagunk for the first time he was immediately assaulted. Why did this irritating ghost get a pass and a friendly chat?

Solus opted to continue to ignore the two. His attention returned to Krikka just in time to watch her break the door—the thing she had gotten so excited about, he realised—wide open with a Dark Pulse. He felt a sudden wave of deja vu hit him which was followed immediately by a feeling of dread as he recalled the most recent events that lead up to a distinct gap in his memory. He stopped short of Krikka, choosing not to get any closer to the doorway then was necessary to see within. Krikka's meek greeting provided the buizel with plenty of information. The room either contained many Ghost-type Pokemon or at least one particularly intimidating Pokemon. He confirmed this once the room's interior was writing his view.

“Kri—” Solus stopped short. Not because he had begun to use the wrong name; he had both forgotten her alias and the fact that they were using fake names at all. No, he was cut off by a sudden action from Goro. An action he recognized far too late to brace himself for.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Tue Dec 12, 2017 9:17 pm

Krikka was too busy staring wide-eyed into the room to notice the approach of her allies; too busy looking at what she had done, anticipating what would happen next.  She was regretting her decision to blow the door down, obviously, and she was actually beginning to plan out her apology when Solus spoke up, followed by Goro rushing by and through the open doorway.  Part of her was relieved since it meant she didn't have to give some insincere apology; she wasn't sure if she could have thought of anything capable of saving them in the first place.  She doubted Goro would be able to do any better with his fists, but he wouldn't be alone, so starting a fight right off the bat actually seemed more likely to work than trying to talk these very clearly angry ghosts down.  Their sacred game of Go Fish had been ruined... or whatever it was they were doing.  Aside from that, the umbreon had sort of launched the door right into one of them, so yeah, there was probably no hope of getting out of that with an apology.  As had been confirmed already by their guide, most residents of the chateau weren't fond of outsiders in the first place, and these ones in specific had just had their game interrupted and one of their players assaulted.

Goro leaped into the air as he entered the room, making it pretty obvious right from the start that he meant to fight.  It wasn't very subtle, but these things were probably going to attack them no matter what, so there wasn't much point in him not making his attack painfully obvious.  Krikka knew what this was and prepared to brace herself with no complaints whatsoever, mostly because she knew she didn't have room to complain.  Not only did they need an earthquake, but this was her fault in the first place, so she couldn't get mad about someone else fixing it.  Besides, since she had a decent idea of what he could do and had been given some time in advance to react, she was confident she could avoid the attack.  Solus would probably struggle, especially with the tattered state he was in, but he'd live.  Probably.  Either way, it wasn't like there was any ample amount of time given to stop him, and he was already in the air and about to bring the roof down, literally.  Krikka braced herself and stepped back, though she wasn't sure what she could do to mitigate the attack's effect on her.

Then a white figure blurred by, following along Goro's trail and into the room after him.  The damned froslass who had so quickly grown attached to him was chasing after him, showing herself to be surprisingly fast in the process.  Krikka didn't know what to think, assuming that perhaps the ghost was going to help fight... or maybe stab them in the back.  It seemed most likely that it wanted to mediate like before, but this time, it was too late for that.  Goro was already making the first move and it was too late to stop- ...Nevi blew through the doorway, catching up to the croagunk and grabbing onto him before he could even touch the ground.  It caught him from behind, wrapping its arms under his shoulders and around his waist.  Surprisingly, the ghost was able to keep him hovering off the ground despite its very weak-looking body, though it seemed to be putting a fair amount of strain on the creature.  "Gosh, you're heavy," the ghost spoke breathlessly, looking back and forth between the two groups while floating between them.

By now the gengar was getting up, pushing the overturned chair and broken door pieces off of it and rubbing its head with its right hand...  Its left, meanwhile, reached for the chair as its gaze locked onto the croagunk dangling off the ground.  After grabbing hold of the chair by a leg, the gengar wrapped both its hands around the object, spun and tossed it straight at him.  Nevi floated a bit higher and spun in a 180, twirling Goro out of the way and allowing the chair to fly by harmlessly.  From Krikka's perspective, however, the chair that was now coming straight at her was by no means harmless.  She stumbled out of the way, narrowly avoiding the weaponized seat, and unfortunately pushing herself clumsily into Solus.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Tue Dec 12, 2017 11:40 pm

For a moment, Goro had hopes that perhaps things would go smoothly. The ghosts in front of him were all gathered around a table and wrapped up where he could see them; for once, he could get the jump on their enemies and they could start a fight out on the right foot. He'd slam down and send the floor beneath their feet into a quaking terror, wreak havoc on them and afterward he, Krikka, and Solus could pick off whoever survived the first strike. He should have known better than to be optimistic about this kind of thing. The excited grin that had bloomed on his face during his initial leap melted right off of the croagunk's face as he felt a force hit him from behind, feeling arms snake under his arm and around his waist. In that instant, he felt totally confused - he had eyes on every potential enemy in the room! Were there more around, but he hadn't been able to see them? Had there been a Pokémon in the shadow of the corner of the room where he'd entered, and he had simply missed him? Curiously enough, though, it didn't seem like they were going to attack him. Goro blinked in confusion as he continued to float in the air; he was being held up in the air! A moment later, he heard a breathy voice behind him that confirmed it was, in fact, Nevi who had interrupted his attack. The croagunk fidgeted a bit in her hold, trying to escape it as he stared down at the group of ghosts gathered around the table. "You - what? What're you -

"AH!"
His shortlived protest was cut off by a panicked shout of his own making, when the gengar who'd been struck with the door decided he would repay the favor with a chair. Goro felt a bit targeted. Putting aside how he had just tried to earthquake the shit out of him and all his friends, he hadn't been the one to blast the door at him. It'd been Krikka! Goro flailed in Nevi's arms as the gengar spun and bodily tossed its chair into the air directly at him, kicking his legs helplessly while the froslass in charge reacted and spun the both of them out of harm's way. He watched as the same chair that they had dodged soared through the air in the general direction of Krikka, but thankfully she was quick on her feet as well. The umbreon stumbled off to the side, pushing herself onto Solus while he dangled helplessly in the air. Unless Nevi planned on speaking up real fucking soon, he was at a loss to explain why she had stopped him. Was he right about her after all? Had she been waiting to backstab the lot of them - did she somehow lead the group into this room? He hoped not; Goro realized that he had only been talking to her for a bit, but she... sort of grew on him. Maybe this was just a misunderstanding, after all. Were these friends of hers?

Either way, the gengar had sort of lobbed a chair at him, and Krikka also. Stupid as it was, he was hoping Nevi didn't know this schmuck, so he and his allies would be free to teach him why that had been a bad idea. It wasn't as if the gengar's little friends weren't going to join in on the fun anyway. Belatedly, Goro realized he was still being dangled in the air by his newest friend, and he felt a strong surge of annoyance wash through him. Putting aside that he was a big fat target like this, this was embarrassing. "Put me down, already!" To drive the point home, Goro kicked his legs in the air once more, trying to loosen the ice type's hold over him and plant his feet on the ground once more. He needed to be down there so he could fight!

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Wed Dec 13, 2017 11:47 am

It took Solus a bit longer than it probably should have to realise that what he had expected to happen didn’t actually happen. It took him just a few moments longer to realise just why it didn’t happen. By the time he had come to the full realisation that Nevi had intercepted Goro’s attack and suspended him in the air Solus was on the floor—not because he had dived to avoid an oncoming attack, but because he wasn’t particularly stable in his current condition and was definitely not prepared for Krikka to stumbled into him. He had lost his balance immediately.

Picking himself up quickly—or as quickly as he could—Solus was unsure of what to do next. Nevi had interrupted Goro’s attack which, while he absolutely hated it, actually might have been not so bad an idea considering that they were in front of a room full of hostiles. Granted, they might not have been so hostile if Krikka had taken even an ounce of caution. Nevi had managed to talk one Ghost-type down, perhaps she could have prevented a fight here, too. Maybe she still could, but Krikka sure didn’t help by destroying their door. “Does this seem familiar to you?” He asked the umbreon in a mock inquisitive tone. He hadn’t meant for it to be as accusatory as it ended up sounding.

Solus reached into his bag and withdrew a stick. He had no intentions of fighting at all if he didn’t have to; he was in no shape to event attempt combat. However, in the event that he was left with no other choice, he wanted to be ready. His Sonic Boom attack didn’t work on Ghost-types, but a normal old stick would. Not very effectively, but more than not at all. Which, when you really think about it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, but neither did anything about Ghosts, so Solus wasn’t going to complain about having something to fight Ghost-types with.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Wed Dec 13, 2017 5:32 pm

Krikka would have liked to have been caught, but her buizel was unfortunately useless, resulting in her falling to the floor and taking him with her. She didn't quite fall on top of him, which sucked because the floorboards were nowhere near as soft and cushy as a buizel's fur, but it was still better than being hit by the hurdling chair. She could hear it crash into the wall behind her, the sounds of wood snapping reverberating throughout the hall. It almost made her jump despite her mental awareness of thing causing the sudden noise, but she managed to hold herself together and quickly rush back up on her legs, off the dusty floor. Her attention never left the room, and she remained ready to attack at the slightest sign of further aggression, but to her surprise, the ghosts within were stationary. Some of them were staring at Goro, some at her, and they seemed to be shooting glances up at the froslass, as if fishing for permission to attack. Why did all the ghosts in this place seem to just bend to one another's will? Or was it just a thing with this one particular froslass?

Despite her attention to the potential foes, Krikka didn't miss her pet's little quip at her; or at least, that was how she saw it. She didn't think it was funny, but she assumed it was him taking a shot at how she had rushed through doorways and into trouble multiple times already today. There were plenty of reasons why she couldn't hit him at the moment, but she very much wanted to. "You on the ground being useless? Yeah, rings a bell," she responded, keeping her voice low to avoid being heard by anyone other than Solus. Perhaps she couldn't hit him, but that didn't mean she had no way of getting back at him for his attitude. If he wanted to play this game, then she would play along and win... though preferably after the situation at hand was sorted out. After all, it wasn't as if the many very unhappy ghosts were going to let them sit around and chat. If they decided to attack, it seemed a safe bet that they wouldn't have the courtesy to give the group time to discuss things first.

Fortunately, it seemed Krikka wasn't the only one who wanted to avoid this fight if at all possible. It was unusual for her to be so opposed to violence, but it was genuinely just because she didn't want to take any more unnecessary risks in this place. Ironic, considering she had just blasted a door down for no reason, which had been the entire cause for the situation they were now in. But, she wanted it resolved peacefully if possible, and so did Nevi. At Goro's request, he was slowly lowered to the ground and placed behind the froslass, whose arms then stretched out to either side in a motion that said "stop" to him as well as the gengar and the rest of the ghosts. "We're sorry to interrupt your game-" Nevi started, and it seemed she had garnered the attention of the group of spirits. Then, however, while staring blankly up at her, the gengar slowly raised its left hand, a ball of rusty light forming in front of it. This ball of energy, quickly growing massive in size, was pointed right at Krikka; the gengar was aiming perfectly despite seemingly paying no attention at all to her.

For a moment, she was concerned. If a ghost was pointing an attack at her, either it was very stupid or it was about to do something very, very painful. Then, for the first time, she was genuinely thankful for the presence of her naive, annoying little guide. The froslass swooped in front of the gengar, arms outstretched to the sides as if to block the attack. Krikka could guess that it was a fighting attack and thus would just go through the froslass, but the sentiment was still there. "Wait! It was an accident, they didn't mean to and they're sorry," Nevi spoke again, attempting once more to diffuse the situation. It seemed as if the gengar was either the most aggressive member of the card-gamers or the leader, as none of the others made any moves to do... anything, really. Nevi turned around and looked to Goro expectantly, then out into the hall at Krikka. She blinked in confusion.

Then she realized what the froslass wanted from her. "Yes! Yes, we thought- I just got excited! We didn't mean any harm, honest!" she sort of apologized, giving the best innocent act she could. She hated having to act like this, but it still beat getting into another struggle with what looked to be a tough gang of pokemon; normally, she would have been all for such a thing, but not in this place, not after it had shown her how dangerous it could be. She just hoped Goro would have the sense to pretend to be sorry too, and... Solus? Did he need to apologize for anything? Just in case, Krikka nudged his shoulder with his arm in an attempt to subtly communicate to him that he should play along.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Wed Dec 13, 2017 9:48 pm

Fortunately, it seemed that Nevi wasn't unopposed to listening to reason. Almost as soon as he asked for it, the froslass began to slowly lower him to the ground. He relished in the sensation of his feet meeting the floor, and he was about to raise his arms again and try to bring the house down on these ghosts, but all of the sudden she was in front of him, her arms outstretched silently as if to beckon him to stop. She... didn't want him to fight? Was she just trying to keep the peace, like he was hoping for? If so, that was a relief. He didn't want to think of what would happen if it turned out that Nevi really had been waiting for an opportunity to stab them in the back. Instead, she was just being herself, trying to put a stop to any and all violence and keep things peaceful. It was a very naive mindset, but it was... pretty hard to argue with given her results. Goro watched in stupefied confusion as she spoke up to the group of ghosts, apologizing for Krikka's rude entrance and presumably for Goro's attempted attack.

She was interrupted by the gengar, in particular, raising its hand and charging some kind of attack. Its appendage was aimed very clearly at the umbreon behind them, even if its gaze was trained on Nevi. He wasn't sure what to think about this new development, and before he could form any thoughts on it the froslass next to him was flying forward, swooping right in front of the gengar and urging him to see peace. Specifically mentioning that they were sorry. She turned right around and turned her expectant gaze on him, and he was suddenly left feeling foolish and small. It didn't dawn on him what she was asking for until he heard Krikka's voice chirping up desperate apologies. He had to wonder if she was just acting or if the urgency in her voice was real; they were up against some really scary guys. The gengar, in specific, seemed to be the ringleader of all these ghosts.

"I, uh... yeah. Sorry for, uh, jumpin' to conclusions." To drive the point home, he slowly raised his arms in a mimicry of Nevi's own body language, trying to convey that on second thought, it was probably not a good idea to get into it with these guys. He stayed right where he was, however, not making any move to leave the room. It dawned on him that he wasn't entirely willing to leave Nevi in this room all by herself with all these strong ghosts - what if they decided to take their anger out on her, instead? She seemed so nice and helpful. It wouldn't be right for him to abandon her to shoulder the blame for Krikka's own fuck up. It dawned on him how stupid of an idea it had been to jump in and try to get the jump on a group of ghosts led by a goddamn gengar, of all things. In a poor semblance of a bow, Goro leaned forward, keeping his hands in the air as he slowly moved to the center of the room, trying to get a bit closer to Nevi in case shit went south. "Real sorry, cross my heart."

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Thu Dec 14, 2017 4:10 pm

Krikka's snide comment didn't really hurt Solus at all. In fact, he felt he had to concede that her quip wasn't totally unfounded. “Fair enough…” he mumbled in response. Not even a full second after saying it, Nevi’s voice spoke up more than loud enough for everyone—including the other ghosts—to hear her. As he had suspected she was trying to break the hostility between the two parties. Based on how the big ghost at the head of the table was responding, Solus didn't have much confidence in the froslass. The large people ghost was aiming some kind of projectile attack at Krikka which, while Solus was sure the umbreon could likely withstand, was also a threat to him as well due to his close proximity to his leader.

Once again, Nevi intercepted an attack, this time on the enemies side. Were they enemies? They were certainly hostile, but perhaps referring to them as enemies want the best mental exercise when your goal was to make peace and avoid combat. Regardless, the froslass placed herself between the purple ghost and Krikka and spoke again, insisting that the party had not intended to cause any trouble and apologising for them. Solus couldn't even begin to understand Nevi's motivation for wanting to help a group of complete strangers, but he wasn't going to complain. At least not at the moment when she was most useful. Krikka seemed to pick up on exactly what Nevi was trying to do to persuade the spirits and offered her own apology. Goro figured it out after her and did the same, albeit less well spoken.

Krikka nudged Solus in a clear attempt to get him to follow along. It didn't seem necessary to him for him to apologize. He had done nothing wrong and he was far from a threat to anyone, especially Ghost-types. Solus opted to simply adopt as apologetic an expression as possible and nod in agreement with the others. He also put his stick back into his bag as a sign of trust. He didn't trust the ghosts at all whatsoever and would much rather they be beaten to unconsciousness in battle but he was aware that that wasn't the most optimal course of action.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Thu Dec 14, 2017 11:50 pm

Krikka felt disgusted in herself for apologizing, but her agitation was lessened when Goro joined in, acting perhaps even more pathetic than her. Solus... kind of participated, though he gave pretty much the bare minimum, which left the umbreon feeling envy. Admittedly, Solus hadn't really done anything wrong so he probably didn't need to try too hard to sell it, but it was a bit upsetting that he didn't have to. Unfortunately, that wasn't something Krikka could find justification to hit him for, even if she could get him in private to do so. Besides, it wasn't important as long as the ghosts were satisfied with what they saw. If having two violent criminals give such zealous apologies wasn't good enough, then there was a problem. Granted, no one here actually knew they were violent criminals, but the sentiment was still there. If nothing else, it was good to see that Goro at least knew when not to pick a fight, and even if they ended up unable to get out of this situation the easily, that would be a good thing to know for future reference.

For a moment, silence hung in the air as the gengar turned back to the rest of the ghosts, probably looking for their opinions. None of them really seemed to... say anything, which was concerning as well as eerie. Krikka, for one, was not fond of the suspense brought by this silence; if they were going to attack, she wanted them to just go ahead and do it. Then, after a few moments that seemed like an eternity, there finally came a response in the form of the gengar actually speaking. Despite having seen multiple ghosts in this place speak already, Krikka was still surprised, having expected a nod or something instead.

"Get out."

It was very straightforward, the voice sounding firm and a bit annoyed. It was very deep and masculine, suggesting the gengar was probably male, and it didn't sound like he was interested in repeating himself. Krikka wasn't intimidated, but man, she really didn't want to have to waste more energy fighting. She opened her mouth to confirm that they would be leaving, but Nevi beat her to it. "Of course. Come on," the froslass responded with a cheery nod before drifting off toward the door, urging the croagunk to follow. Krikka didn't have a problem with being interrupted since it just meant she didn't have to pretend to be sorry and submissive anymore. Without waiting for the others to exit the room, she turned to look back down the hall... and there, barely a few feet ahead on the opposite wall, was another door. It had definitely not been there before. She would have asked if she was crazy, but she doubted anyone else had been paying any attention to the hall, and she was fairly certain they had all been too focused on other things whenever this door may have appeared.

Krikka stepped hesitantly toward the door, intent on opening it and seeing what was inside; if it was something bad, then it would be best to just get it out of the way. But she stopped. "Nevi, right?" she turned back toward the ghostly guide who was just exiting the other room, "You open this one." She figured that since the ghosts in this chateau supposedly didn't attack each other like they did visitors, perhaps Nevi could open the doors and safely scout ahead. The froslass seemed to agree with this course of action, happily floating on over to the newly formed doorway like its sudden appearance out of nowhere was totally normal. To be fair, it probably was. The ghost grabbed onto the knob and pulled on the door... then realized it opened in the other direction. It pushed the door open and released, staring blankly into the next room without giving any hints as to what was inside. Krikka wanted to rush forward and check, but she was too worried that she would just get them into more trouble.

No she wasn't. After giving it a few seconds, she ran straight over to the open doorway and looked inside to see...!

Nothing. There was nothing. It was just an empty room. There was, however, another door on the far end of the room, which seemed more promising than anything else the hall had given them.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Fri Dec 15, 2017 3:40 am

Normally he would be all for settling things with violence, but that idea kind of went out the window when faced with such formidable opponents. There was a difference between bravery and foolishness, and that laid in the kind of challenges you were facing. Against a few of the ghosts, even maybe all of them bar their leader, Goro and his allies would probably be able to defeat. They'd likely suffer injuries, but compared to the last shit storm they went through then this wasn't much difference. The key here was the gengar leading them; even all together, he had to wonder if his group stood a chance. He stood behind Nevi, his arms awkwardly raised in the air in a semblance of her own posture. Everyone was pretty much basking in the sudden silence following the round of apologies that just went up into the air, waiting for the ghosts to make a move. Despite how strong this group had to be, Goro would fight if he had to. For Nevi and himself, though. She was cute and nice and had probably just kept him from doing something very stupid. Maybe even Solus, if he had a chance to help the injured buizel. It wasn't as if he was in the shape to defend himself, after all, and Goro still did want a chance to teach him a lesson in manners sometime later.

He bore no illusions about the umbreon behind him, though. She was temperamental, crazy, powerful as all get out and kind of rubbed him the wrong way. She had, however, given him an opportunity to get out of his slothful life in the swamps and had even done him the favor of not allowing him to actually say no. Still, that bit went out the window when she beat her other subordinate half-to-death for speaking out of turn and criticizing her poor leadership. He could forgive the strike on him, really; compared to what Solus suffered, he'd gotten off lightly. But his concerns had been legitimate. Not only had Krikka made some very questionable decisions and led them into a potentially fatal situation for no good reason, but she'd delivered extremely cruel punishment to her underling when he brought it to her attention. Plus, she was... kind of a haughty bitch. Normally he'd ignore something like that, but it wore on someone, especially in addition to everything else.

Fortunately, though, it seemed that he didn't have to fight for anyone. Goro blinked in shock as the gengar spoke, uttering a very flat and firm command for them to get out. Despite numerous different ghosts in the mansion displaying the ability, Goro was surprised every time one of them talked. Still, he took heed of its command, turning on his heel and shuffling out of the room after Nevi beckoned him to obey. With a sigh that sounded half parts relieved and exasperated, he followed the froslass into the hall and was surprised to find that Krikka had located another goddamn doorway immediately. Did this girl have no sense of pattern recognition? She'd even gone so far as to issue Nevi a command, beckoning her to open this last door instead of her or Goro himself. On the surface, it was probably a smart decision, but it still left a sour frown on his face. She didn't even want to talk about the colossal fuck up that she'd almost made? Or was there to be no word of thanks to Nevi for possibly saving their asses?

He'd do it if no one else would, he decided. But there were more interesting things going on at the moment; namely, Nevi floating over and opening another passage on the other side of the hallway. She pulled cutely on the door for a moment before she, and him by extension, realized that it was a push door. The froslass stared blankly into the now-open room, betraying nothing as to what she saw. He immediately felt a strong sense of curiosity as to where they were going next, but jumping in again like he had just done was probably a bad idea. Nevi herself had been the one to keep him from making a very bad mistake, and he liked to think that he was smart enough to learn from it. Stupid is as stupid does, after all. He knew he was dumb, but even he could learn by trial and error. Though, it seemed Krikka was less patient than he was, waiting in the silence for only comically short moment before rushing into the doorway to see what was inside. If not for the strong, lingering resentment he felt for her or his own sense of self-preservation keeping him in check, he might have said something, but instead, he stilled his tongue and shuffled forward slowly. Whatever came next, he'd know what it was quickly, either way.

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PostSubject: Re: Perception   Sat Dec 16, 2017 10:09 pm

Hearing the ghost’s order was, by far, the best order Solus had ever received. With it came the immediate confirmation that they wouldn’t be fighting any more ghosts—at least not immediately—which was quite refreshing. Solus didn’t hesitate to comply, following Krikka out of the room. He spotted the door after she had, and he froze with the fear that Krikka might still not have learned from her past mistakes. It was strange how differently his initial impressions of the umbreon compared to his current perception of her. When he first encountered her he hated her, but she seemed dangerous, deceptive, manipulative, clever, and competent. Now? Well, she was still dangerous, manipulative, clever—in retrospect, he might have thought she was a bit unstable back then. He was definitely starting to think that now. And competent? He was thinking less so now. Yet weirdly he couldn’t say for sure that he hated her now, which bothered him somewhat; perhaps not enough.

He was relieved when Krikka opted to order their temporary addition Nevi to open the door rather than smashing it open with an attack as she had done before. Twice. So relieved in fact that he exhaled a sigh with breath he hadn’t realised he had been holding. Solus watched as the ghost struggled to open the door, realise she was doing it wrong, and then successfully open the door. A few seconds later, Krikka bolted in. “Oh for fuck’s sake—” Solus blurted out, pressing his paws against his forehead in frustration. Goro was standoffish and somewhat hostile, but ultimately compliant. Nevi was incredibly annoying, but also compliant and seemingly harmless. Krikka—the leader of the group; the reason he was here; the most effective combatant—was somehow the single most reckless, dangerous element in their journey so far. The most likely thing to throw a wrench into her own plans was herself.

Solus was being hit by a constant wave of intense déjà vu, but try as he might he couldn’t recall even the vaguest details of a similar event. Which meant he had no past experience to draw on and influence his decisions and actions. He could only hope that this sensation wasn’t trying to warn him that he was about to make a big mistake. It probably was. Solus stepped at a quickened pace toward the new doorway. As he passed by Goro—making sure he was ahead of the croagunk—he muttered an order to the fighter: “Stay and watch the ghost.” He didn’t wait to give Goro an opportunity to object. Without warning, he shoved Krikka into the room, followed immediately by himself, closing the door as he entered. Shoving Krikka? Stupid. Separating yourself from the rest of the group, leaving yourself alone in a room with the umbreon you just shoved? Possibly suicidal.

But then again; Solus wasn’t allowed to die.

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