#Nebel's Apprentice;; Orion IC

[wishfxljikan]

continued from here - @kharimera

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A courier satchel on the shoulder of his regular satchel, of course he had gotten his job done, being someone of his stature and ability, a gradient purple and white scarf around his neck, a mega-stone ingrained in silver plating on the front of the scarf. Orion obviously looked fairly different than the last time they’d seen the other.. of course he was running around worlds with two others and had.. ‘come across’ the package he needed after awhile of jumping locations, deep-searches for his other job helped greatly with finding it.

The blood that was on his claws from that, he was able to close up his teammates’ suspicions to self defense, and they ate it right up. It.. wasn’t a lie, they were the ones to attack first, he was definitely in the right to attack in self defense and just.. take the package. The Garchomp wasn’t really getting anything for any of these courier runs in return, but his aching body and rotting mental state were beginning to show more and more, rest was the only payment he truly needed.

[ // “ Aight, I’ll follow. “ // ]

Whatever RU needed to show him, it was probably important, and.. that in of itself was a tad validating to his work for them. Proving his usefulness time and time again, but.. two jobs and trying to make sure Orion doesn’t.. entirely break is truly a challenge to behold.

[wishfxljikan]

[ “ Roll the Nat 20, I roll to seduce, It’s going to WORK, and don’t TELL ME IT WON’T “ ]

[ “ THEY CAN POLYMORPH “ ]

[ “ THEY’RE DRAGONS! THEY; CAN DO THAT! ALRIGHT?  DON’T YOU  FUCK ME ON THIS  LET IT---FUCK ME. “ ]

[ “ THAT’S WHAT I WANT! “ ]

[wishfxljikan]

[ “ Just finished my christmas list, I can’t wait...  So... $1,000,000 of cash, a boyfriend... the souls of those who have made my life hell this year, another boyfriend (I have two hands...), money... “ ]

[ Orion mother of Arceus we need to talk about this. ]

[wishfxljikan]

[ I know there are desperate sluts in the area! Stop Telling me! I know how to look in the fucking mirror. ]

[ IT’S ME. I’M THE DESPERATE SLUT. I NEED THE HOT GUY. GOD. ]

[wishfxljikan]

It’s been a couple of hours since his last bout of energy was sapped away from him. Attempts to escape his icy prison have been futile, as the rainstorm that followed the blizzard had.. frozen his exit out from his hellscape shut. With his emergency rations falling low, and his strength constantly sapped, he can’t help but think that Phobos and Enki are in such a panicked state, knowing he’s gone missing, knowing that anything could’ve happened to him.

Clawing his way out, using his abilities to get out, also proved futile. He hadn’t sharpened his claws in so long that it wouldn’t even be useful to try unless he spent precious time resharpening them, so, as panic set in, and as he begun to hyper-ventilate, Orion stared at the ground. At least there wasn’t snow inside the cave, it was just.. him and nothing else in this small cavern. The land-shark sits there, he has an idea but he needs to break through some of the snow on the inside. This... this is reminding him of something.

He’s reminded of one of the torture chambers, it was just as cold, but.. there was also sensory deprivation and starvation, and given the fact there was no natural lighting in here, and the food issue was starting to pile up, Orion sits in the corner, trembling like a mad man, his entire body vibrating with the sheer panic flowing through his veins, his throat, his heart, they began constricting, and he didn’t know what to do anymore.

[ / “I’m going to die here. “ / ]

Saying with confidence, Orion finally breaks down crying in said corner, trembling, convulsing, futility in trying to keep himself stable in these times, but  his strength is leaving him, and the current living conditions, with the context that he can’t even contact a soul, he’s.. trapped. He’ll die here. He’ll die. In the point of trying to calm himself down, he sings, it’s stuttered, it’s broken up in-between his sobs.

 // Just because I’m alive Why do you smile so much? No matter how sad, how much I want to disappear— If only all my reasons to say good-bye— Went away.//

 // Even if I were wiped away That wouldn’t change some hundred million people But there’s something preventing me, And showing me that face, I can’t hear to laugh about it  //

[wishfxljikan]

Not Orion, hundreds of miles off from his team mates because he got stuck in a day long blizzard that’s still ongoing. Dragon types in negative temperatures isn’t really a fun combination. Combine that with the fact his ongoing Fire Fang for the past three hours hasn’t done enough to warm up his body, he sits there, honestly in a panicked state. But still not letting his outwardly appearance and thoughtful facade waver. This is not the first time he’s nearly died out due to extremely cold temperatures, but the cave he’s in, it’s snowed in shut at this point.

It’s too cold for him to survive in for much longer. Enki and Phobos are probably safe, and.. that’s all he cares about, thinking if they’re safe or not in this current climate. They’re.. on the other side of whatever region this is, and, what turned into their usual mission ended up with the Garchomp ignoring Weather conditions and continuing the search.

The worst part? He’s got no way to contact anyone, and, going outside is just as much of a death sentence than staying inside. He’s going to die without anyone knowing. It sounds like a fitting end until you realize Orion has so much he still wants to do before he dies, and..plus he’s holding onto the next courier package, too.

[wishfxljikan]

[ / “ I love looking mean and unapproachable & pretending like I don’t know why I have such an intimidating aura around me. “ / ]

[wishfxljikan]

[ // “ Maybe I don’t really wanna be satisfied // maybe it’s a gift that I couldn’t recognize // maybe this all -//  maybe this was all … // And then somebody, somewhere finds the warmth of summer in the songs you write // maybe it’s a gift that i couldn’t recognize: // Trying to feel alive “ // ]

[wishfxljikan]

[ / “ Do I smell people being gay as hell? These bitches fucking gay, good for them, good for them! “ / ]

[wishfxljikan]

[ You’re looking a little down there, Orion. Need a pick me up? ]

[ “ Me? Down? Nah. Not a chance in hell, mate. But any pick me up could be a nice change ‘a pace. “ ]

It was only the position he was sleeping in, well, not exactly sleeping but, he was stuck in a deep trance, head lopsided--he looked like he was going through the reigns over the worry that was on his face. Despite it, there’s not much he’s worrying about. It’s just his training, and his off-time being courier and the like. But also his own team. The other two that RU-02 knows nothing about, and.. vice-versa, too.

[wishfxljikan]

starter for @popgoesthesneaselreturns

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Another day, another anomaly to investigate, and this time with a lead to go off of at the very least, as it wasn't an entity or a pokemon the Garchomp and his teammates were after this time. Orion takes a moment to split off from the group, the three of them deciding to split up to try to cover this entire forest and mountain range in one fell swoop, Orion heading deeper into the forest, while Enki checked the mountains, and Phobos looked around the outskirts of both.

The three of them had gotten quite masterful at doing their job, of course Orion took that with great pride, given what they've all gone through in their pasts, being a Garchomp has its perks, the heightened senses help him out with finding the anomaly, and, while Enki had extrasensory, and Phobos had some form of foresight towards anomalies, Orion had nothing but his wits, and his instinct to go off of.

Of course, it doesn't help when he knows now that he isn't persay alone in this forest and range, outside of his teammates that is. Outside of the pokemon that live here, that is. Staring at him like he's intruding their space, while others looking out of curiosity, maybe knowing that they've come here for a reason.

[wishfxljikan]

Three Pokemon sit upon the warmth of a campfire. Orion, a Garchomp, fixing a small injury they’d gotten from a fight with an anomaly that ended up taking the form of himself. It didn’t stand a chance—just a visual anomalous entity, Enki had put it. While it wasn’t harmful to pokemon—it was harmful to the world they had been situated in. It would be harmful to the world’s spacial stability, as Palkia would put it. While the God of Space was busy with all of the other larger anomalies around the multi-verse, Team Lustrous—hand picked specialists from different timelines.

Orion had been on the losing side to a war against Rainbow Rocket, but had escaped countless times, and his selfless heroism gained him even a wish from Jirachi. Phobos, their odd-colored, ‘shiny’ leader, was being misled into finding ways for Team Flare to counter-act the Haxorus’ ideas on keeping both people and pokemon safe from harm. And Enki, a strategist through and through, used for man-made Mega Evolution experiments and tests. None of them per say were.. happy with how they were treated by humanity.

That being said, the three of them had been working for Palkia for nearly twenty years at that point, and had helped the space deity with making sure the world’s were safe from otherwise dangerous anomalous energy and entities. But now, for the first time after a mission, Palkia had placed the three on standby, maybe to ponder on their successes, or maybe a break was in order for the trio. Silence is broken by the crackling of the flames, unbridled in its energy, Phobos is the one to break the ambience, causing Orion to look up from the finalizations of his bandaging, and Enki to un-curl their head from their neck-tuft of fluff.

[ “ Astraeus wants us in a world he and Nabu are focused on right now for the foreseeable future. “ ]

Orion perks up immediately, looking with curious intents when Phobos noted where Astraeus wanted them to go next. Sometimes he feels as if they aren’t joking when Phobos mentions that a Chosen One can speak telepathically with those they’ve been chosen by. Volcanion sure as hell doesn’t speak telepathically to him. To be fair, Orion hasn’t been chosen by anyone, just.. helped Volcanion among others escape the Rainbow Rocket facility in a last ditch effort to escape a world meant to shatter. Enki on the other hand, listens intently to what their leader has to say.

[ “ They had recently merged two timelines together, neither timeline was stable so they had thought the best idea was to merge the two together. “ ]

Phobos wanted to continue, but Orion is there to swiftly interject the situation, pretty much finishing Phobos’ statement for them.

[ / So We go to this new world, and constantly look for anomalies that could be caused by the timelines being put together? / ]

[ “ Exactly. Though, given the fact that they’re telling us to go when morning comes, something’s telling me they want us to take this at our own pace. “ ]

Enki is excited, as the Noivern had uncurled, preening his tuff of fur straight before looking at the two of them, and that made three, fully awaken, fully evolved team members of Team Lustrous, now simply rearing to go. Of course, that begged the question, just.. where were they going to be headed to? Another timeline? What would it be like? Of course, the three of them pondered, before Phobos’ telepathy had reached Astraeus, causing a portal from the skies to have opened up near the clearing of the forest the three pokemon were situated in.

[  Gather your belongings // I’ll be briefing you three in the Hall of Origin before you go // Here. ]

Astraeus pops their entire body back into the portal from whence he came, a portal opening below for the three to enter, Enki putting out the flames, while Phobos and Orion place their supplies into their satchels, straightening their scarfs, of course they were headed there as soon as possible, Enki entering first, as they didn’t really have anything on them like the other two did. Orion making sure the fire had gone cold before heading in, and finally Phobos.

Enki’s attentive gaze lies on the hallways of the halls of the pantheon. It’s been a full year since they were last year. The last time they were in here was for a mission that had them go to a world without humans, and another time a world without pokemon. They could probably guess where they were going if both Nabu and Astraeus were apart of the whole mission briefing.

As the three of them stroll through the halls, Palkia and Dialga appear in the clearing, Orion fixes his scarf, and Phobos stands up straight, not even a hitch in their breath. Enki, despite their whole idea of visiting another world, this is also partially meant as a break, anomalies will appear, that’s going to be certain. But.. there’s gotta be more to this.

[ ; Due to timeline instability // Astraeus and I have come to request you three dawn your identities as an Grandmaster Rank Exploration and Research Team. // You will be stationed until everything is clear. // ; ]

[ I know you three have been successful in all missions since recruitment. // I request that you use this new world as a means to get to know your surroundings. // Report back every month with new findings, We have your team’s Grandmaster Badge here on the desk, you may grab it as you leave. // Any Questions? ]

The three of Team Lustrous look around to each other, none of them had any questions, as their answers were quickly all answered solely from the deities of Space and Time explaining the mission to them first hand. Phobos nods as he is the first to clip the badge pendant around his neck, and to his scarf, then Enki, and then Orion.

[ Well then. // I wish you three the best of luck // And Remember... // Don’t treat your entire time here as a mission. // Alright? ]

Astraeus sighs, seeing the three enter the portal, closing it behind them, Nabu looks over to Astraeus, wondering if doing this now was a good idea. Having three strong-armed pokemon such as them going into this world, it will make this world’s heroes suspicious. They can’t just hide their mission from everyone. Especially with whom else is all going after this same issue that they rumor to arise soon enough.

[wishfxljikan]

[ “ My Neck, my back---my constant anxiety attacks.. “ ] 

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[ / I am the shyest attention whore ever. I want attention! Like, only at a comfortable time! If you’re busy, or asleep, that’s alright... / ]

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“ Some of you really just need to sit down, have a tea and a warm butter croissant and settle down. “

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[ “ Happy No Thoughts November. I simply do not want to know anymore! I’ve thought enough! I do not think therefore I do not am! <3 “ ]

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“ You’re telling me, it takes 4000 PoKe to see a therapist, but it’s free if I just become with nature itself? Spirits I see why Orion wanted to die. “

[wishfxljikan]

Not Orion eating sugar cubes because his blood sugar is horrendously low and it’s the only food he has left in this icy prison he’s stuck in. Emotionally numb and slowly dying from frostbite and hypothermia, the Garchomp lays there in silence, enjoying the final bits of his strength as it begins to finally come to his attention that, despite the determination to stay alive, he’s not going to make it much longer. With pretty much no more rations outside the cubes, and the fact that there’s never been enough energy for them to even make their escape, Orion sighs, and, finally allows himself to close his eyes. Maybe death was cruel and all but even Death understood when someone was at their utter limits. 

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Snow still fresh, meaning tracks were still fresh, Enki having a cold due to the cold storms and such, left the Haxorus to search for Orion, whom had gone missing for well over a week, which began to terrify the two of them, where his fears are amplified by the finding of the Garchomp’s tracks-- going all the way up a mountain trail. Orion.. Dear Arceus let them be alright. Phobos stares at the print trail, and in the end, decides to follow

Phobos, during his climb, began to realize just how far Orion climbed instead of flying up there, was the storm that heavy that flying wasn’t a good idea? Thankfully the lower levels of the trail wasn’t too bad, but the higher he got, the smaller the tracks got, probably due to the amount of snow, so what does the Haxorus do when he gets farther up? Phobos casts Sunny Day, cooling off the snow levels in areas where it’s too bad, without getting rid of the tracks, rinse and repeat for awhile, and...

There he is, a snowed in cave with a thick layer of ice, the tracks stop, and the look of horror is formed on there eyes. Casting Sunny Day, and seeing the ice slowly melt away, the fear beats harder and frequent, his heart in a twist, a constricting, suffocating twist. Orion’s stuck in there. He’s been stuck in there. He’s.. No, don’t be so dreadful, there’s still a chance he’s still alive, don’t.. don’t downplay how resilient your teammate is, Phobos..

One Low-Sweep when it is warm enough cracks and breaks open the ice wall, and the suffocating feeling returns, there’s the Garchomp, curled up, frost over the majority of their body, not dead, but, not moving, either. Fear completely takes over, Phobos rushes over, and instantly casts sunny day in the empty cavern, before checking his pulse, a sigh of relief as, through all of Orion’s suffering, is still, thankfully, alive. How.. resilient the Garchomp is, it’s scary. Once Sunny day has run its course, the Haxorus picks them up, hoists them over his shoulder, and begins to exit the cavern, leaving, and making the trek down the mountain trail, the lower they go, the warmer it gets. But the fear in his heart hasn’t left them yet, there’s old wounds frozen close that terrify him more than anything---he NEEDS medical attention, medical attention that.. Phobos can’t do.

They need to ask... them for help.. despite the fact they.. they don’t trust them, they’d never trust them, but.. they need to.

[wishfxljikan]

@kharimera asked:

Brushes the side of his form against Orion's, looong and affectionately, tailfeathers to trail gently up their chest as the finishing touch.

[ Happy to see you back in one piece, want to grab a bite to eat? ]

His form threatens to flexibly curl around Orion's for just a second, instead, he's stepped up to look up at him, face to face, face bearing a playful smile, nigh smug — beak mere inches away from Orion’s features.

[ I may or may not have a gift for you too, if you decide to come with. ] -------

After everything that’s happened in-between the last time Orion had seem RU and current day, they couldn’t just threaten the Garchomp with a good time and a gift, that was just too much for him to just up and decline, and.. something to eat did sound good, given his.. lack of nutrition and rationing to its extremes over those days before and following the incident, Orion couldn’t decline.

[ // “Oh yeah? You can’t just threaten me with food and a good time and expect me to decline you.” // ]

His scales shiver and shudder as their form and tailfeathers brush against his form, they felt cold--warm in actuality, but given those days were still heavy on his shoulders and mind, this was probably another ploy to give energy back to the landshark and to ease their mind, It was working, as Orion had instantly agreed for a meal to eat, without truly a care in the world with what potentials the gift RU had for him was, for all they cared, it could’ve been a good meal and a chat in their private room.

[wishfxljikan]

continued from here - @unmeisenshi

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[ “ ... Vodka sounds nice. “ ]

Orion takes a moment to think about it. He hasn’t had a bottle of vodka in well over a year, but he recognizes it all the same, but when one chooses Vodka, they either want to get the kick and nothing else, or they want to get entirely numb from drinking it. While a kick is still a couple of drinks for Orion, he doesn’t.. want to get numb, either. He’ll watch his intake just to make sure, maybe spice things up a little bit after a couple of drinks. He’s a big guy, heavyweight in the intake.

Usually he’d go for bourbon, but a few glances around it doesn’t seem that they sell it. Maybe they should. Orion has no place to speak--he can’t just sneak into another world and grab..or steal a bottle. What would people even think of a Garchomp walking into their alcohol shop. He’s not done it before but it sounds humorous of an idea...and maybe he should try it---