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  1. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    When Zapdos stood up, Steven tensed. They just got done fighting, were they really going to stir him up again? He held his hands up in a placating gesture. "If you don't want to use your power to help, that's fine. But our whole reason for being here is to help. So why hold those who choose to...
  2. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    If Steven had a jaw, it would have fallen open in disbelief. "Last I checked, you were the one who came after us!" he said. "And for goodness' sake, we weren't trying to kill you." Something wasn't adding up. He shook his head. "Whatever gave you the idea we were summoned here to come after...
  3. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    "We had to use force because otherwise you threatened to hunt us down and kill us in our sleep," Steven grumbled. A little part of him couldn't believe this was the same Zapdos that proclaimed he would cause mayhem and destroy things for no reason, simply because it was his nature. Steven...
  4. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    Steven drew back, the aftermath of his outburst still humming in his limbs, despite them feeling like they were made of lead. He looked on in surprise as Zapdos staggered back. Had they done it? Was it finally finished? (Was everyone alright?) He retreated towards the rest of the group...
  5. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    This time when the lights came back on, it was startlingly pleasant. Almost a warm, tingling sensation as Steven picked himself off the ground once again. At his side, Leaf also clambered back to her feet. Across the field, Zapdos stared them down. No dust devils, no swirling winds; just a bared...
  6. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    When his eyes managed to refocus, Zapdos was gone. Steven pushed himself off the ground with shaking arms; the effort of only levitating was simply too much. Dirt grated in his joints. He could barely stay afloat. His vision fuzzed with static. But he was still standing. And that's what...
  7. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    "Leaf!" Steven jolted forward as she clashed with Zapdos head-on. But the dust cleared and she was still standing-- of course she was still standing! A swell of satisfaction rushed over him, and Steven allowed himself a small fistpump in the moment. "Well done!" he called out. But there was...
  8. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    Zapdos's wings came down. Once, twice-- then again, buffeting Steven but ultimately not doing much. For all its boasting, it sure didn't feel like power beyond anything Steven had encountered before. Either that, or the Saint only picked on the softest targets to make himself appear stronger...
  9. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    Even after the orchard encounter, it seemed Zapdos was still full of bluster. Steven narrowed his gaze. "As if we wouldn't come, and allow you to keep wreaking havoc on others just to get at us." He knew what calling the Cyclone out on his hypocrisy got you, but it's what they were here for...
  10. Panoramic_Vacuum

    Sojaveña Wilds Clan Battlegrounds

    Steven had been less than talkative on the way to their appointed meeting place. Something akin to grim determination set in his eyes, though it might have been hard to tell; Metang expressions usually held a certain amount of stoicism to them. "I'm not entirely sure what to make of them," he...
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