In Over My Head [Percy]

[Isabelle Elizabeth Black]

Isabelle groaned loudly as her head fell, thunking into the cool, solid surface of a desk filled with paperwork. She hated this side of her job with Epispect. She hated it with a burning passion she reserved for little else, mostly for things like small rodents or Durants beneath her feet. Maybe even gum stuck to the bottom of her shoe. ... No, paperwork was worse than the gum at the bottom of her shoe. At least the gum could be removed somewhat easily with little mess. Paperwork however... that stuff stayed with a girl forever. It was times like these that she really despised being underage. Sure, she may have gotten missions every now and again when she spoke up and used every ounce of her kickass attitude, storming into some office with her hands on her hips and an argument on her sharp tongue, but the majority of the time, she was shunted off to do meaningless paperwork. She knew she could handle missions just fine! She was a strong enough fighter to at least be able to handle herself, and besides, she knew her limits. Even if she did get hurt, she wouldn't go after Epispect. She'd rather patch up her wounds and train harder to give twice as good as she'd gotten. But no. Instead she was confined to a little desk and required to sign off paperwork on all the little things and proofread from others' work and all sorts of other useless things they could push onto her slender shoulders. Lifting her head from the varnished surface that had grown warm from the prolonged contact with her forehead, she decided she wasn't going to finish this right now. Paperwork was dumb and stupid and if she had actually gotten some of it to sign off on to give someone else paperwork, she wouldn't have been surprised. It wasn't as if she actually read the bullshit they fed her anymore. She skimmed it, signed it, and put it in the out tray. If anyone had a problem with the way she did things, they could take it up with her fist. Bending around to grab up her two eggs, a little green one and a blue-brown one, she pushed back her chair and sauntered out of her little cubicle. Her stomach was feeling a bit peckish, and from the amount of work she had, she'd probably be taking some of it home with her again; as such, she felt a little bit of reward for getting through some of it was in order. Hot chocolate sounded good. But she'd get that later. Right now, she wanted to do a little training.

She trotted through the silent corridors of Epispect, for the most part ignored or stared at for her appearance. After all, it wasn't every day that a girl had hair going down to about her ankles. Not that Isabelle cared. She was used to the strange looks and the quiet ignorance by now. She'd rather get attention from people who mattered. Like Percy. Percy mattered. Nodding to herself when she got to the training area and dropping her eggs off on the side for safe-keeping, she strode quickly into the center of the room. "Give me a challenge," she requested of the computer in a firm voice, and immediately the program got to work, creating a holographic Tyranitar for her. "Is this all right, Miss?" it asked, the Pokemon spinning in the air for her to see. "It will be adequate for my purposes," she replied, fists closing as she shifted into a ready stance.

The Tyranitar shimmered and dropped to the ground, immediately roaring and swiping its tail at her in an Iron Tail attack. She smirked, holding her ground as the appendage grew closer and closer, gaining speed and momentum in addition to the initial force the hologram had swung at her with, and when it seemed about to land a nasty hit on her, she leapt up over it, using the ability to scatter a series of poisoned spikes about her opponent in a Toxic Spikes attack, the little things raining out of her sleeves and glistening softly in the light from her poison. To most Nidorinas (or Nidorina Gijinka for that matter) a Tyranitar would be a hard foe to best simply due to the lack of decent moves to use against such a large Pokemon, and indeed, when Isabelle would do field work, the majority of it would be for taking down fellow Gijinka. Training with others usually meant she was pitted against smaller foes so that she could land decent hits. Isabelle wanted to prove herself though. She was just as good as anyone else. With that thought in mind, she slid a dagger down into her hand, the tip glistening with poison as well as she ran forward, using the blade to help her land a Poison Sting attack before she was backhanded into the wall from the roaring Tyranitar. She winced at the collision, sliding down onto her feet in a crouch. That had hurt.

OOC:
Good Ra this is long. ._. This is probably the longest post I've ever written. Ever. *shot*

Team-

Ononokusu (Haxx) ~ Boomanda (Sala)

Other-

~ SHINY CHANCE Axew egg: 1/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Bagon egg: 1/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Yamask egg, Invisible: 1/10
~ Eevee eggs, x2, Invisible, moved from HERE: 3/10

[Perseus "Percy" Black]

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He knew, of course, his sister would be fine on her own... however, he was well aware of her reckless streak - and besides, it was natural for a person to worry about their sibling, especially when they were pretty much the last thing one had in the world. Percy, however, would never admit that he had so little, nor that he cared so much for someone... but everyone knew how he felt toward Izzy, there were some things that didn't need words to understand, after all. And, as he made his way through the halls of Epispect, it was easy to know what he was looking for. With that look of slight irritation and determination on his face, most of the other employees stayed out of his way, not bothering to tell him where his sister had gone - none of them wanted to deal with Percy's wrath... they knew how badly it could end. At times like this, it was generally best to leave the elder Black sibling alone to do his own thing... the fact that sparks flew here and there from his being didn't help. It was a quirk the boy couldn't contain, his Gijinka DNA responding to his emotions all too well. "Mr. Black..." A voice finally called from behind him, causing the man to wheel around on the heels of his boots, looking the young man who stepped forward over. He was thin, barely out of his teens, his face rounded and lips which one could tell were usually in a smile were thinned as he made eye contact with Percy - clearly frightened with talking to the man in such a state. When the man didn't continue, Percy tilted his head, raising an eyebrow, "What is it...?" "Y-you're looking for your sister... right?" He stammered, imediately turning his gaze to the ground. When Percy didn't answer, he knew that was a 'go on' from the other and he continued, his voice as shaky as before, "S-she's in the training rooms." That was all he needed. Without a thank you, he turned around once more and made his way to the underground training rooms, knowing that, more than likely, Izzy was about to make a foolish mistake. 'I swear to Arceus... if she takes on something stronger than herself...' He hissed to himself, finding the only occupied room, he knew she was inside. Opening the door, he slipped inside, his blue eyes scanning the room before catching site of his target... as she was thrown into a wall. 'Of course she would choose such a target... dammit Izzy...' Rushing forward, eyes flashing as he summoned the power of his Gijinka, a small silver ball forming and rotating under his arm, turning this way and that as it grew and grew, the light growing brighter as well. When it grew to a size too large for him to contain, he lept into the air for leverage and released it, the attack flying toward the Tyranitar's head, shoving the hologram into the wall - denting the metal with the force. 'Flash Cannon... Tyranitar are weak to steel type moves... but that won't hod it off forever...' Landing on the floor before Izzy, he shot a glance at her... and if she was smart, she'd know exactly what it meant. [/style] [STYLE= width: 350px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 20px 20px; border-bottom: 5px solid #022d4f; border-left: 5px solid #022d4f; border-right: 5px solid #022d4f; text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; background-color: #01192d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 5px; color: #ffffff; margin-bottom: 10px;]TAGS;; Izzy NOTES;; Pft, big brothers always save the day~ (Pidgey egg x2 3/10) CREDITS;; Ryuujin [/style]

[Isabelle Elizabeth Black]

Isabelle immediately felt a lance of pain jolt its way up her leg and she crumpled to the ground, wincing since she had felt the way her right foot landed just wrong when she'd hit the ground. She knew it wasn't sprained or broken - she'd had that happen a few times when she was younger, and dammit, it had hurt like a bitch - but she also knew that it would not particularly be a walk in the park taking down this hologram. She half-expected the Tyranitar to attempt to take her out right there and then, "killing" her and thus ending the session... only the blow never came. Instead, she got a chance to scramble to her feet, eyes wide as she watched her brother come in from Arceus knows where, throwing an attack at the Tyranitar and then landing in front of her. She thought he was busy on a mission or something like that, she hadn't seen him in a little while. If she had known he was back, she would've begged him to ditch work or something!

Wait... bigger problems first here... she knew that look he was throwing at her. It was the "you're in trouble now" look. She usually found that right after she got that look, something horrible would happen to her. Sometimes it involved public humiliation. Other times not so much. Either way, it was never pleasant for the younger Black. And even worse... it meant that she had disappointed Percy. And if there was one thing Isabelle hated, it was seeing disappointment in her brother's eyes. Their parents could go to hell for all she cared. Perseus was the only one whose opinion she particularly cared about, and if he thought badly of her... well... there was only one thing to do. Scrambling to her feet as quickly as she could manage and ignoring the slight stab of pain from her right foot protesting the weight put on it, she darted around to hide behind the nearest object in case he decided to express his fury at her in the form of an attack. It was a simple matter for her to simply dance her feet around the poisoned spikes that she'd scattered on the ground earlier. However, there was one thing she'd forgotten to calculate in her blind rush to find something to hide behind: that the nearest object was a raging mass of digitalized pixels brought to life for the sole purpose of trying to "kill" her. The thought occurred to her at probably the worst possible moment, when she was cowering behind the Tyranitar, her brow furrowing just in time at a nagging realization before her eyes comically widened at the epiphany she received just in time for it to wheel around and give her a good solid Iron Tail to the side, crushing the wind out of her and sending her flying straight into Percy's direction. Well... guess she knew who was going to end up sleeping on the couch tonight...

OOC:
... Izzy, you're a failure. XD And once again, I managed to surprise myself for how much I wrote considering how I started it like ._. howthehellamIgonnagetclosetothis? And apparently sleeping on the couch is a punishment for her. ... IDEK.

Team-

Ononokusu (Haxx) ~ Boomanda (Sala)

Other-

~ SHINY CHANCE Axew egg: 2/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Bagon egg: 2/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Yamask egg, Invisible: 2/10
~ Eevee eggs, x2, Invisible, moved from HERE: 4/10

[Perseus "Percy" Black]

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[Isabelle Elizabeth Black]

Isabelle gritted her teeth, her hand fisting up. Just because she'd been thrown didn't mean she couldn't fight back! Heaving her legs and arms to the side, she wheeled as she flew so that when she hit the wall on the other side of the room, her feet were what impacted and she managed to coil up like a spring, launching forward into a little tumble of limbs. Ordinarily, she would have used it to springboard and try to rain some more terror on her opponent, mostly in the form of Toxic Spikes or maybe a few Poison Stings, but with Percy nearby... she didn't want to risk it. Anyone else, she would have thrown the move without a second thought. It was their own responsibility to not get poisoned, and if they were too stupid to get out of the way of her attack, well then, it wasn't her fault. But Percy... Percy she wasn't going to risk him getting sick. He was all she had left in this world, and she'd rather take a thousand Iron Tails than accidentally get him sick. Or well, maybe more like ten, but the point was there! She loved him dearly and she wasn't going to risk throwing an attack that could hurt him. It didn't take much for her to pop out of the roll, merely a flick of her ankles, and she grinned and pointed her toes as she stuck the landing despite the fact that her hair usually made such tumbling feats difficult to accomplish. She blinked when she saw his arm glowing, realizing he must have attacked again before he turned to face her again, and oh Arceus, there were the angry eyes again.

If Isabelle were a lesser girl, she might have flinched at her brother's gaze. But she was rather pumped now, flying high on adrenaline and the thrill of a good fight, and she thought she could take on the world. Or an angry Perseus. Whichever crossed her path first. Even if it was obvious which she would have to deal with first. She crossed her arms, huffing. "I did it because I'm going to have to go on missions one day, Percy, and whether I go with a partner or not, I need to be able to handle things like this, and that involves practicing on hard Pokemon like a Tyranitar so that I can get better!" Her light-blue eyes were flashing with emotion now, crackling with her inner fire and signaling that she was just as riled up as Percy was, even if he had gotten deadly quiet. But that was how things went. Perseus would usually go deadly quiet while Isabelle would get loud and huffy. Someone could almost speculate that was a sign of their personalities, Perseus being a more subtle than Isabelle was with her tendency to be the center of attention, but that was a whisper for another occasion. The point was that Isabelle had been poked with a stick and she was in the mode where she started snapping out blindly with her teeth in retaliation. "And I would've managed just fine! I would've figured it out! I'm stronger than you think I am, Percy!"

OOC:
... IDEK.

Team-

Ononokusu (Haxx) ~ Boomanda (Sala)

Other-

~ SHINY CHANCE Axew egg: 3/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Bagon egg: 3/10
~ SHINY CHANCE Yamask egg, Invisible: 3/10
~ Eevee eggs, x2, Invisible, moved from HERE: 5/10