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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2014 5:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 2:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 6:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 6:29 pm
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It was a simple task to find the basement, as it was clearly marked, and Morgan's pokemon barged in in front of it, Ira tackling the box and slamming it into the wall. It winced as some of the wood shattered, breathing a sigh of relief as the crate survived the attack and Valkyrie screeched a warning, pecking Ira on the head. It stooped to pick up the crate, and as an apology, Ira helped, the Deino's strength making it an easy task to lift the heavy crate and transport it to the training room. Still, by the time the group reached their destination, Morgan was panting ever-so-slightly, its hands on its knees and hunched over as it gasped for breath after it dropped the crate on the floor. "G-got it."
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 6:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2014 6:37 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2014 4:09 pm
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"Great, you made it!" Sub greeted Morgan with a smile as he arrived with the promised crate. "I take it you didn't open it already or look inside. Sure hope not. Any who, I got everything ready. Go ahead and open it." The main said with a smile that was far too large to be normal. Furthermore the training room seemed the same as ever, what did he do? And why was he staying so far away from the crate? Something is rotten in Celadon.
Morgan looked at him suspiciously, tapping the crate with one toe and listening to the sound it made before it moved toward it at all, stepping carefully and stooping to poke at it. One eye twitched, and it laid its ear alongside the crate, listening for anything alive, before finally throwing it open and stumbling over its feet as it stepped back in shock, Valkyrie screeching a warning.
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