This is War(privet rp)

[Whistle.Concert]

"..Could you repeat the question?" Leon asked, his cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment. He really hadn't been expecting this. How had a small trip out of base turned into this. Everything seemed to spiral out of control...
Okay. He would take this one step at a time. He had to keep his cool. He was Leonidas, named after the great king...He had to act like it.

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Roy nodded again, though continued to mess with his jacket hem, still worried about his Vulpix's whereabouts. He was the worst Pokemon trainer ever; he had lost track of his only Pokemon! He'd never be a good trainer and go on adventures now!
Candace would be so ashamed if she found out...

"...You may be a ghost, but I can smell you." The Ninetales continued to stare over the horizon, not looking in the direction the ghost type Pokemon was coming from. He made no attempt to attack or defend, or even move away.

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After his funeral is fine. Kaiba said, patting Alicia on the head and returning to the arrow on the desk. I suppose one thing I do like about this base is he way it handles the dead. We give the dead the respect they deserve.

Alicia watched the Pokemon curiously, wondering why the Pokemon and the man who had escorted her to the infirmary were so quiet.

[Dragon Gal]

Ashley cocked her head to one side at the other rogues' happy laughter. He seemed... normal. He reminded her of the way things had been years ago, when she'd first started journeying. Sure, she hadn't been overly happy then, either, but it had been better than this. Where does he find the strength to be able to laugh like that?
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Damn, he's gorgeous when he's embarrased. "I asked, Leonidas, what you thought about my looks," he repeated, the amusement clearly evident in his voice. "Hers, too, for that matter," he added. No matter how cute he was, it was fair to give the kid some amount of leeway.

"It's okay, kid. I promise, she won't get hurt or anything." Pickpocket's probably forgotten about her, anyway. She'll just stay in her ball until we get to him.

"This doesn't surprise me," the Misdreavous answered, floating nearby, eye-level with the Ninetails. "Are you alright, kitsune? You do not act the way a Ninetails normally does. My Trainer and his friend are concerned."

"At least we have that," Electrian 217 murmured, looking back up at Kaiba. The amount of funerals he'd attended... it just wasn't right. But at least they all got a decent funeral; a proper send-off. Even if they did have to work on the arrangements in their free time, the service itself was able to be attended by anyone. We have that. I pray we never lose it.

[Whistle.Concert]

"Looks?" Leon looked down at the ground, thinking about what to say. "Well, neither of you look particularly 'good' right now, but I can understand why that is. I mean, I haven't been a rouge trainer for many years, but there was a small amount of time, and you generally don't look attractive when malnourished and dehydrated."

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"I am waiting for my trainer." He responded, staring ahead, as if he was staring straight through the other Pokemon. "He went to find shelter about four days ago, and I am bound here until his return. What if he were to come back and find me not here? I will not allow that to happen."

Roy nodded, putting a hand into his pockets so he could feel around for what he was missing. That wet, gross teddy was still there, the pretty rock he had was gone, Snow's ball was gone..
He winced as his hand brushed against something sharp.

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Kaiba nodded. "Is that all you wanted to discuss?" He asked, not turning around. "...Also; I have a request. Next time you see Mariah, can you give her this?"
He use his psychic powers to make a small Pokeball float over to the grunt. It was a white and blue Pokeball, with a little 'J' carved into it.
"One of his Pokemon survived the fight. I think she might want it."

[Dragon Gal]

The pickpocket laughed. "Good answer, kid, though I would've preferred the latter option. I guess neither of us look too crash-hot. Hopefully staying with you guys will fix this one up," he continued, nodding at the girl. She really didn't look good. "Hey... are you alright?"
The girl was swaying, eyes closed, and he wondered if she was passing out. She forced her eyes open long enough to give a tiny nod, but he was already circling around Leon to be near her. "We need to get her inside... You gonna walk?"
He didn't really know why he asked; she was rogue, just like him. She was gonna walk by herself until she passed out. Then, and only then, would she accept aid. Even her Treecko seemed to know that, remaining silent as it clung to her waist.

"Four days?" the Misdreavous wondered to itself. "I apologise, but find it likely that your Trainer will not return to you. By my assessment, the wisest option would be to find food and shelter yourself."

The electrician felt Roy wince. "What's wrong, kiddo?"
The Trainer glanced back at them, but was concentrating more on watching his Misdreavous interact with the Ninetales. They seemed to be conversing alright, so maybe they'd learn something soon.

The blue and white ball fell into his hands with a small sound. "His Pokemon..."
He stared at the ball for who knows how long, remembering training with Jon and Mariah, remembering missions with the grunt, remembering the life he'd led.
"I..." he sucked in a breath, tried not to let his emotions choke him. "I'll give it to her."

[Whistle.Concert]

Pidget stopped, looking back to find out what was up. "...Do you need to stop and rest in the corridor for a little while, dear?" She asked, blinking kindly. "I can barricade it off while you sit down if you like..."

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"I know." The Ninetales said. "But I promised to wait. And so I shall wait. It is my duty as his Pokemon to wait for his return, no matter how unlikely it is."

Roy grabbed the sharp thing and pulled it out of his pocket, smiling as he saw it was a broken bit of glass. Oh yeah. He'd found an old, forgotten snowglobe at one point, hadn't he?
He snickered, putting the glass back in his pocket. He might be able to make a weapon out of it later. Luckily, it had not cut his fingers, only lightly grazed them.

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Kaiba gave a small nod. "...It is his eevee, though I have a right to believe it evolved during the skirmish. She can do with it as she pleases, but I feel it should go to her, as she was closest to Jon."
He did not turn around, knowing there was a chance his comment could sting a little bit. But it was true.
Ahh..It had actually been rather nice to see Mariah and Jon go from hating each other to loving each other.
"Alas..." He said to himself. "Young love does not last."

[Dragon Gal]

He flinched a little bit at the Lucario's words, but knew them to be true. He finally tore his gaze away from the Pokeball, muttering, "Love never does."
"I'll give her the eeveelution," he repeated as a whisper, trying to hold himself together. A lot of people found it a sin to show weakness here. He wouldn't give in to it now.

"I'm fine," Ash murmured, trying to push the other rogue away. She sensed that he stayed near her, but he let her go. She heard the bird say something in the background, but ignored it. She didn't have the energy to interpret Justin's sign language. I just need to sleep...

"You are loyal," the Misdreavous said quietly. "But loyalty only extends so far. Personal sacrifice is not needed; do you think your Trainer would want you to die waiting for his return? Would any Trainer want that for their Pokemon? They would not. Many rogue trainers have released all but their most trusted companions, all in an effort to preserve the creatures' lives. Your Trainer would be like that. He would want you to survive, kitsune."

"Glass? Careful not to cut yourself, kid. There's no meds out here to disinfect it- could mean serious trouble." He tried to smile at the kid, attempting to lighten the mood. "Just be careful, okay?"

[Whistle.Concert]

"Thank you." Kaiba said. "...Feel free to show emotions in here. It is a safe haven. At least, Marowak and I try to keep it safe. How long we can last, now that I am on Cosmo's hate list..."
He gave a small, barely visible smile as he felt white-ht anger surge through the teenager sitting on one of the bed's. Good. If Alicia was angry, she'd be more likely to agree to this mutiny...

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Pidget frowned, turning back to Leon. "Go ahead and get some of the Pokemon in the infirmary. They can start examining her here."
The Pidgeot watched the boy run off, and nodded.

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"I suppose he would..." The Ninetales pondered this. "But there is part of me that prays to the earth for his return."
The Pokemon's tails relaxed, no longer curled around his stomach and chest. "Indeed, my trainer did release his other Pokemon. And before he left...The glow of the Pokeball was different. I did not like it. But he told me to wait. And I have waited."

Roy nodded. "The glass is good.." He said after a while. "I can tie it to a stick...Then I can hunt things.."
He started to think about his last hunting adventure. "...Snow managed to catch a few Swellow's a little while ago. We didn't get to eat them though. A houndour stole the dead one; and one ended up still being alive and my sister's friends took it."

[Dragon Gal]

"Nowhere is safe," he whispered. Not anymore. At one time, he would have believed the Lucario. But he'd seen and done far too much to believe in the illusion of safety here anymore. Home is the only safe place... and home is gone.

"I'm fine," Ashley repeated, noticing the group pausing for her. She had to stop doing this! She tried to head towards their guide, but only got a few paces before a wave of dizziness made her stumble and fall. She could feel the rogue catch her, but had no energy to move, none to open her eyes. Instead, she went limp in his arms.
The pickpocket paused for a few seconds, before adjusting his grip to hold the girl bridal-style. The Treecko hopped down, and grabbed a Pokeball from his Trainer's belt, using it to return the Swellow clawing desperately to her arm. Well, this is weird, he thought, looking down at the girl. Her hair was long and dark with oil and dirt, hanging limply over his arm. Her clothes were ripped and scuffed. They were a brownish colour, but whether that was from design or the outdoors, he didn't know. She had bruises and scratches all over her body; enough to make him wonder just what had caused them.
And she was light; far too light for a girl her age. "She's very sick," he murmured sympathetically. The girl had probably survived this long only through a pure act of will.

"I understand," the Misdreavous said quietly. "We cannot force you to leave this place, but I strongly advise it. Do not throw your life away in vain hope. Your Trainer may return, but he may not. How long are you willing to wait for him?"

Rogue, through and through, the electrician thought. Already, the kid was thinking about hunting and food. Maybe he'd do alright out here, on his own. Or with them?

[Saphira344]

(man I forgot what happened to Snow, I feel so bad lol, also this keybords m key is being difficult woking only ocatioaly just a heads up)
Scorp sighed entering the cave and bucking her body so the humans where gently tossed off"stay here, ill be back, with Kippy, the human and Pidove"she told the three humans, pauseing as the female with no pokemon got up and grabed her tail gently"if you can find my pokemon"kate mumbled"can you get them". Scorp shrugged moveing her tail out of the girls hand"i can try" she replyed before vanishing under ground as she reached the dirt outside.

[Whistle.Concert]

Pidget's feathers puffed out as the girl collapsed, and she bowed down low. "Feel free to place her on my back if you do not wish to carry her..." She said, mentally smacking herself for not being faster. If she had been faster this wouldn't of happened.
Stupid, stupid Pidget...

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The Ninetales pondered this, before raising his head. "I am willing to wait until the end of time, though I know that is not wise. Just like it would not be wise for me to join you. I am just another mouth to feed, after all..."

Roy grinned, looking around for a stick or something he could use.