Obsessing and Stressing

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Mission Infos:

Shadowhue was known for being dark, hence the name.  So dark that in some of the more densely forested areas it could be difficult to tell the time of day.  It was far darker at night.  It seemed as if this place was now the definition of darkness.  Visibility was little more than a few feet, making for an eerie and dangerous environment.  To top it all off, it was freezing....

Acually, the cold was more of a plus side for a certain glaceon who had decided to venture into the dark woods.  Sova had found that since evolving, he enjoyed the cold.  Likely because of his new ice typing.  One thing was not in a hurry to learn was how he handled something like desert heat now.

"Love what you've done with the place."  The icy fox sarcastically commented to the darkness that was Shadowhue Forest.  It wasn't like he had anyone to talk to.  May as well get used to talking to himself.  At least that would help keep his mind from wandering and playing tricks on him in the darkness.  Or maybe it would do the opposite.  Either way, he was here for the purpose of completing missions and no overly creepy atmosphere was going to stop him.

(37 energy NINJA EDIT)

"What the hell were you doing? Start talking, before I freeze your head or something." Sova threatened to the venomoth as he pulled his needle fur out of it and stood, on top of it. "NOW." He continued to threaten, trying to be as menacing as possible.

"I wasn't even attacking...." The venomoth defended.

"I think there's a certain unconscious murkrow who would beg to differ....when he wakes up." Sova replied.

"Hey, he attacked me! It's not like I-" The venomoth began, but was cut off by the glaceon's paw stepping on its head.

"Yeah, he attacked you because you were being threatening and distracting guild members from doing their job." Sova spoke while he held the moth's head to the ground, stopping it from interrupting. He then lifted his paw from its head and allowed it to speak.

"Okay, okay, stop!" The moth pleaded. Sova turned to Acro and tilted his head, looking for the archeops' input on what to do. "You wanna knock this thing out or just go on our way? Or maybe you've got your own idea...." He questioned to the archeops.

KILL IT

"Let him go, I think he's learned his lesson," Acro huffed, the archeops looked at the venomoth, "What you did could have costed someone their life if these missions had been ones with lives on the line," he spoke to the venomoth, "Think about that next time before you go around distracting others," The archeops turned towards his client to see his partner passed out.

"Um...sir I don't think that's healthy for him..." Acro spoke to the client.

The wigglytuff looked to the Archeops, confused before looking down at the limp murkrow. The wigglytuff released the murkow suddenly, causing the poor bird to simply drop to the ground.

"Krrr...." Linus groaned, unable to move much. The murkrow could barely open his eyes, and he could only see his leader and the client looming over him while the treetops above them spun like mad.

"Costed isn't a word, Acro." Sova the grammar nazi stated.

Upon hearing the archeops' verdict, Sova released the venomoth. He would have loved to toy with it psychologically for a bit as it had tried to do to them, but letting it go was fine too. The moth immediately fluttered into the air, giving a hesitant nod to the archeops before fluttering away as quickly as its wings would carry it.

The glaceon then turned his attention to the poor murkrow whose soul had been consumed by the wigglytuff's death-hug. "If he's not dead, I could carry him." He offered, joking about the dead part as he knew full well from the audible moan that the murkrow was indeed alive....to some extent.
He didn't mind the thought of having to carry someone, it would be the third time after all. He was kind of getting used to carrying others. Actually, he liked it. It made him feel important, carrying someone who could not walk on their own. Anything that made him feel needed was a good thing.

Acro had been about to carry the murkrow, but he had to admit it would probably be easier for the glaceon to carry him, seeing as Acro only had wings and a back that would require some kind of grip on the murkrow's part. He picked up the murkrow and nodded, "Pretty sure he's not dead..." Acro responded quietly, only receiving flashbacks and guilt from the death of the dratini that had been all because of him. If he had been stronger then, he could have protected the dratini, was he? No. He had failed-obviously.

Linus felt himself be lifted and then placed onto a colder surface, his body managed a shiver as the cold bit into his wings. His wings fell limp to the sides of the glaceon, their tips brushing along the ground and making it look almost like the glaceon had some kind of dark lump on its back with dark wings of a fallen angel. The murkrow released another groan that chattered a bit as the chill of the body ran through him, 'kurrrrhrhrhrhr"

Sova allowed the semi-conscious bird to be placed on his back, only considering his cold body as a problem when he heard Linus' shaky voice. He attempted to adjust his body temperature to be a bit warmer, though of course being an ice type he couldn't do much to make himself "warm." The murkrow would just have to live with it. Hopefully, at least. The other option was dying with it, which didn't seem appealing for some reason.

"So, where to?" He asked, mostly to the archeops since he didn't trust the other two, nor did they seem like they were in any place to try and lead. He would have tried to take the lead himself, but following was much easier.

"Gloomy Gloo went deeper into the forest," The wigglytuff stated, "Its why I requested an escort!" the pink fluff gave a spin, instantly getting its jovial mood back.

Acro looked to Sova, "We need to go farther into the forest, I don't know about your missions, but you said you were looking for a murkrow right? He'd probably try to go the darker parts of the forest to hide, unless you have some kind of hint as to where he might be?" The archeops wondered which mission they should focus on first, obviously the apple one was of the least concern. There was the outlaw, finding phantump, and getting the wigglytuff to his friend.

Linus could not move, he could still hear and feel what was going on. He listened in on the conversation, waiting for his body to stop hurting all over. He wished he could have suggested finding Gloom first, so that way they could leave the Wigglytuff and he wouldn't have to face anymore hugs of doom. The murkrow instead only laid there, not moving except only to breathe.

Sova thought for a moment. "Well, I can find apples in any part of the forest and I've got no particular place in mind to search for the murkrow, so if you've got a clear direction for your missions it'd probably be best if we follow the only path given. Maybe it'll lead me to my mission goals too." He stated in agreement with the plan to go with the others' missions first. "Lead the way."

(Lets see if there's any apples around....or if I even did the code right.)

Lord E V carried out 1 launched of one Mission Dice :

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[Linus: 10]
[Acro: 53]

The archeops nodded before looking to the client. The wigglytuff gave a twirl before leading the way, Acro close behind. He could not let the client faint, he did not want to waste any reviver seeds, in fact he was not sure if he even remembered to bring any! Linus would just have to recover without the help of a reviver seed for now, as Acro had checked his bag and there was an absence of the vital seeds in his bag.

Linus meanwhile was still suffering from his lack of movement and chills from the Glaceon's back. He could only think as he went along, reminiscing in his days with his mother and trying to figure out what he could have done differently to have stayed with her. If he had been with her, she could have protected him and he would not be in this situation. His mother would have banished the Venomoth faster than the Archeops and Glaceon, it would have probably been knocked out as soon as it appeared and showed any kind of threatening movement.


Acro Roll:

Kat carried out 10 launched of one Shadowhue Forest :

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The wigglytuff was leading? The big pink idiot who looked like they wouldn't last 10 seconds in a fight was leading them? Sova sighed, they were all doomed. But, he didn't protest. As long as the pink thing didn't start....singing? again he was okay with following it into a bad situation. Nothing was worse than the sounds that had emerged from the wigglytuff's mouth.

Careful not to let his living cargo fall, the glaceon began following along, behind Acro. He picked up his pace slightly to get beside the archeops, hoping to start a conversation and catch up now that they had some free time. "So, how've you been?" He asked.

"Huh? Oh," the Archeops was brought to attention, having been thinking about the missions a bit too much. Acro thought for a few seconds before responding, "Pretty good, nothing much has happened really, I was transferred to Ailreon and that took a while or so to do. Linus was assigned to me as a partner and that's pretty much all that's happened since i last saw you. Seems like quite a bit has happened to you seeing as you're evolved and all."

Linus continued listening, wondering if he would get to hear a bit more about the two's relationship while he was immobile. It was not like he would be able to contribute to it even if he could move. He silently cursed his inability to socialize, he wished his mother would have taught him a bit more on how to do such a thing. However she had, but he had just refused to talk to any but her.

Sova listened to the archeops, not being given much detail but making sure to remember all of it. Then as the topic turned to him, he seemed to zone out for a moment, a bit saddened. In just a few words, he was prompted to remember everything that had happened to himself. All of the ways in which his life had gone downhill. His ears drooped slightly at these thoughts, just for a moment before he forced himself to look fine and answer Acro as if nothing was wrong.

"Ahah....yeah, you could say that. I've definitely had an....eventful life since then, to say the least. It's nice to just be doing something....normal again." He tried to reply as honestly as he could without killing the mood.

The archeops looked to the Glaceon, but decided to push no further in the questioning of past events, "How's Faye and the others in the guild? I haven't seen anybody in a while since I moved to Ailreon. Its rather empty and quiet there, its pretty much just the guild master, Linus, and I if you don't count the new members that come and go" The archeops spoke, not noticing a strange creature hovering silently just behind them, a Shedinja following them.

Linus stared at the ground, listening. He still could not feel his body save for the chills, and was still useless and a hindrance. The murkrow wished he could at the very least walk himself, but he knew better than to push it. Whenever he was sick when he was with his mother, she would always make him rest until he was better. So maybe the same applies here? Although, it wasn't like it would be easy to fall asleep on the back of a Glaceon.

Sova shrugged at the question. "Dunno, I don't talk to anyone much, really. I know Faye's alive at the very least." He responded rather quickly, as he had no interest in talking about the members of the guild.
To him, the guild was nothing more than a resource for him to get missions from and hopefully, gain fame at some point for his rescue and exploration endeavors. The members of the guild meant nothing to him, they'd never done anything but make his life worse. As far as he was concerned, the farther he could stay away from the other guild members, even in conversation, the better.

"Don't get me wrong, I DO have friends....Just, not in the guild." He assured, though his pool of friends was....small, to say the least. He continued walking, completely unaware of the uninvited tagalong that was lurking behind them.

"Wiggly! Wiggly Wig! Wiggly Wiggle~" the client started up his jovial tune once more.

Acro resisted the urge to sigh in pain of the song, instead being happy about the client's satisfaction so far with the mission enough to sing. The archeops did not address the client about the song and instead continued his conversation with the glaceon, "So you hang around town rather than the guild?" Acro asked.

Linus managed a groan as the client began to sing, unable to help it. He immediately began to regret his groan, for it was rude. He had brought attention to himself, and he could have possibly insulted the client. He decided to snap his beak shut, and instead focus on the moving ground below them and watch the tips of his wings brush against the forest floor.

Sova restrained himself from yelling at the wigglytuff to shut up, figuring it wouldn't give a good impression to the others. He could put up with the song of evil.... No problem.... As he redirected his attention to the conversation at hand in an attempt to block out the dreadful "singing", he found himself shrugging yet again. "Sometimes. But I'm usually either doing missions or exploring. Or sleeping, I guess....Well, TRYING to sleep." He explained.

The town was too boring for him and he sometimes saw old faces there, ones he didn't enjoy seeing. On top of that, all of the happy townsfolk simply made it more difficult for him to feel happy, due to envy. He much preferred going to a dungeon with a friend or alone and challenging Death constantly.