-Although Kyuru loved looking around at the seemingly artic at-home enviroments of the courtyards and towns, she couldn’t stress the feeling of reminding herself, laying down in five feet-deep snow with her trainer, both of them enjoying the unbearable cold, as if they never felt said cold at all.-
She is offered a large sofa in the meeting house (for her, the sofa is the size of a chair). King Leonardo arrives soon, stroking his beard as he steps briskly into the room. Leonardo: "Greetings! I was told you fine beings were here to establish an embassy for your...faction, shall I say?"
Sir Arano Orata: “Yes your majesty! Also, please welcome your humble guest, Queen Kyuru of Olde Unova...” -he steps away to let Kyuru speak to Leonardo-
-Kyuru looked nervous as seen in her eyes, but she tried her best to act cool and collected-
Kyuru Koldheart: “Kiiiiinnng Llleeeooonnnaaaarrrdoooo... -inhales- Iiiiiitsssss... -inhales- aaaaaaa goooooood plllleeeaasssuuurrreee... -inhales- tooooooo mmmmmeeeeeeeeet yyyyyyoooouuuuuuuuu...” -she rashly hissed out, her voice having this characteristic reverb to it...-
The snow leopard gets into a leopard copter, and as they fly away, he tells the pilot, "We should keep an eye on the desert tribes now."
-Flygarra grumbles and Gick stops to take a breather, and the Snake and Owl queens look at him in disgust-
Sa’Qhala: “Good Heavenssss! What issssss that weird gopher-ferret-mongoossssse-like abomination?!”
Gick: “Whut? Abomination?! Hey that wasnt not very nice there, snakey!”
-Sa’Qhala hisses in offence and lunges for Gumshoo, but only to be thrown back by an intervenining Flygon king, before he then roared in Gick’s face and viciously Dragon-clawed him away!-
Flygarra: “AARRUGH, GET AWAY FROM ME, I AM NOT ONE OF YOU, NOR WHAT THAT HAG OF AN ICE-DRAGON WANTS!!! LEARN WHAT I SAID FIFTY YEARS AGO YOU AGONIZING ANNOYANCE!!!”
Gick: “YER BETRAYING YOUR-i mean... OUR OLD TRAINER!!! WHAT CUASED YOU TEW BECOME LIKE DIS?!?” -he growled loudly-
Flygarra: “None of your business! I would rather not reminisce of such enslaved times we all had!” -he spat at his old not-so-teammate-
Flygarra: “GUARDS! SEIZE HIM!!!” -his wings unfolded in a menacing way, before telling the two Queens and Otto to get back in the jet for immediate takeoff-
OOC: Otto is smart. Otto never left the jet. Otto also had no reason to leave the jet.
-after arrive back to the Iron House, home of the President, Agrakai calls up a military staff meeting, along with press secretarys and others to broadcast this meeting on ChiNN.-
(OOC: Mind helping me with this one, The J , and Ciblast ? )
-Flygarra grumbles and Gick stops to take a breather, and the Snake and Owl queens look at him in disgust-
Sa’Qhala: “Good Heavenssss! What issssss that weird gopher-ferret-mongoossssse-like abomination?!”
Gick: “Whut? Abomination?! Hey that wasnt not very nice there, snakey!”
-Sa’Qhala hisses in offence and lunges for Gumshoo, but only to be thrown back by an intervenining Flygon king, before he then roared in Gick’s face and viciously Dragon-clawed him away!-
Flygarra: “AARRUGH, GET AWAY FROM ME, I AM NOT ONE OF YOU, NOR WHAT THAT HAG OF AN ICE-DRAGON WANTS!!! LEARN WHAT I SAID FIFTY YEARS AGO YOU AGONIZING ANNOYANCE!!!”
Gick: “YER BETRAYING YOUR-i mean... OUR OLD TRAINER!!! WHAT CUASED YOU TEW BECOME LIKE DIS?!?” -he growled loudly-
Flygarra: “None of your business! I would rather not reminisce of such enslaved times we all had!” -he spat at his old not-so-teammate-
Flygarra: “GUARDS! SEIZE HIM!!!” -his wings unfolded in a menacing way, before telling the two Queens and Otto to get back in the jet for immediate takeoff-
OOC: Otto is smart. Otto never left the jet. Otto also had no reason to leave the jet.
(OOC: Oh, never knew that then. Also i need more verbal communication from your character. ‘
-after arrive back to the Iron House, home of the President, Agrakai calls up a military staff meeting, along with press secretarys and others to broadcast this meeting on ChiNN.-
(OOC: Mind helping me with this one, The J , and Ciblast ? )
(Larry takes a seat in the meeting)
-Agrakai soon gets the gist of what local Snow-leopard newspapers have reported on the X-Quaza and Flygarra’s intentions on what the jet is to be.-
Agrakai: “Well... from what i heard from our general press secretary, Flygarra would no doubt be wanting to go to war with us... i guess that little “rivalry” he said was just bugging him so much... even if our old monarchs have gone to war numerous times, and turned us into napoleonic france before our revolution centurys ago, we havent been at war for a long time... and it’s hightime we boost military spending and prepare for war that could be imminent anytime, within the month or so.”
-Agrakai wasn’t that very well versed in being a commander-in-cheif, and the pressure was getting to him, breaking into a cold sweat of concern-
(OOC: No, by like i mean, acting as one of the meeting NPC’s. Its like theatre; you choose the roles you have given by the director or, in this case, by what characters you have created. )
OOC: But I thought that was a private meeting with the agron tribe?
(OOC: Its being broadcasted on local news, so join it plz. )
The snow leopard gets into a leopard copter, and as they fly away, he tells the pilot, "We should keep an eye on the desert tribes now."
-Flygarra grumbles and Gick stops to take a breather, and the Snake and Owl queens look at him in disgust-
Sa’Qhala: “Good Heavenssss! What issssss that weird gopher-ferret-mongoossssse-like abomination?!”
Gick: “Whut? Abomination?! Hey that wasnt not very nice there, snakey!”
-Sa’Qhala hisses in offence and lunges for Gumshoo, but only to be thrown back by an intervenining Flygon king, before he then roared in Gick’s face and viciously Dragon-clawed him away!-
Flygarra: “AARRUGH, GET AWAY FROM ME, I AM NOT ONE OF YOU, NOR WHAT THAT HAG OF AN ICE-DRAGON WANTS!!! LEARN WHAT I SAID FIFTY YEARS AGO YOU AGONIZING ANNOYANCE!!!”
Gick: “YER BETRAYING YOUR-i mean... OUR OLD TRAINER!!! WHAT CUASED YOU TEW BECOME LIKE DIS?!?” -he growled loudly-
Flygarra: “None of your business! I would rather not reminisce of such enslaved times we all had!” -he spat at his old not-so-teammate-
Flygarra: “GUARDS! SEIZE HIM!!!” -his wings unfolded in a menacing way, before telling the two Queens and Otto to get back in the jet for immediate takeoff-
-Flygon guards quickly charge at Gick, only to be swatted away with some quick Pursuit Attacks-
Gick: “COME BACK ERE’ YOU COWARD!!! KYURU WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS!!!”
-The jet engines on the X-Quaza whirred up to life quickly, and soon, large glowing tanish-yellow jets of light roared from the engines, seemingly creating an exact copy of Rayqyaza’s cry that echoed in the desert skies, soon, the jet lurched forward and began to increase in speed on the runway, and at a very high rate, much under-estimated by Flygarra and the crew on board-
-Gick and the wrestling guards gasped and jumped out of the way of the taking off X-Quaza, and in a few seconds afterwards, the X-Quaza was in the air, and racing away form the airfield, Gumshoo wrestled off the last of the Flygons trying to hold him captive and quickly mounted his speedor, and chased after the X-Quaza-
She is offered a large sofa in the meeting house (for her, the sofa is the size of a chair). King Leonardo arrives soon, stroking his beard as he steps briskly into the room. Leonardo: "Greetings! I was told you fine beings were here to establish an embassy for your...faction, shall I say?"
Sir Arano Orata: “Yes your majesty! Also, please welcome your humble guest, Queen Kyuru of Olde Unova...” -he steps away to let Kyuru speak to Leonardo-
-Kyuru looked nervous as seen in her eyes, but she tried her best to act cool and collected-
Kyuru Koldheart: “Kiiiiinnng Llleeeooonnnaaaarrrdoooo... -inhales- Iiiiiitsssss... -inhales- aaaaaaa goooooood plllleeeaasssuuurrreee... -inhales- tooooooo mmmmmeeeeeeeeet yyyyyyoooouuuuuuuuu...” -she rashly hissed out, her voice having this characteristic reverb to it...-
Leonardo: "Hm, yes. So, where is your Ambassador? Where do you wish to build the embassy?"
-Flygarra grumbles and Gick stops to take a breather, and the Snake and Owl queens look at him in disgust-
Sa’Qhala: “Good Heavenssss! What issssss that weird gopher-ferret-mongoossssse-like abomination?!”
Gick: “Whut? Abomination?! Hey that wasnt not very nice there, snakey!”
-Sa’Qhala hisses in offence and lunges for Gumshoo, but only to be thrown back by an intervenining Flygon king, before he then roared in Gick’s face and viciously Dragon-clawed him away!-
Flygarra: “AARRUGH, GET AWAY FROM ME, I AM NOT ONE OF YOU, NOR WHAT THAT HAG OF AN ICE-DRAGON WANTS!!! LEARN WHAT I SAID FIFTY YEARS AGO YOU AGONIZING ANNOYANCE!!!”
Gick: “YER BETRAYING YOUR-i mean... OUR OLD TRAINER!!! WHAT CUASED YOU TEW BECOME LIKE DIS?!?” -he growled loudly-
Flygarra: “None of your business! I would rather not reminisce of such enslaved times we all had!” -he spat at his old not-so-teammate-
Flygarra: “GUARDS! SEIZE HIM!!!” -his wings unfolded in a menacing way, before telling the two Queens and Otto to get back in the jet for immediate takeoff-
-Flygon guards quickly charge at Gick, only to be swatted away with some quick Pursuit Attacks-
Gick: “COME BACK ERE’ YOU COWARD!!! KYURU WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS!!!”
-The jet engines on the X-Quaza whirred up to life quickly, and soon, large glowing tanish-yellow jets of light roared from the engines, seemingly creating an exact copy of Rayqyaza’s cry that echoed in the desert skies, soon, the jet lurched forward and began to increase in speed on the runway, and at a very high rate, much under-estimated by Flygarra and the crew on board-
-Gick and the wrestling guards gasped and jumped out of the way of the taking off X-Quaza, and in a few seconds afterwards, the X-Quaza was in the air, and racing away form the airfield, Gumshoo wrestled off the last of the Flygons trying to hold him captive and quickly mounted his speedor, and chased after the X-Quaza-
IC: *Once the jet leaves the desert, the sun is blotted out as a massive shadow engulfs the entire area around the jet.* Do they dare to look up?
-Flygon guards quickly charge at Gick, only to be swatted away with some quick Pursuit Attacks-
Gick: “COME BACK ERE’ YOU COWARD!!! KYURU WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD FOR THIS!!!”
-The jet engines on the X-Quaza whirred up to life quickly, and soon, large glowing tanish-yellow jets of light roared from the engines, seemingly creating an exact copy of Rayqyaza’s cry that echoed in the desert skies, soon, the jet lurched forward and began to increase in speed on the runway, and at a very high rate, much under-estimated by Flygarra and the crew on board-
-Gick and the wrestling guards gasped and jumped out of the way of the taking off X-Quaza, and in a few seconds afterwards, the X-Quaza was in the air, and racing away form the airfield, Gumshoo wrestled off the last of the Flygons trying to hold him captive and quickly mounted his speedor, and chased after the X-Quaza-
IC: *Once the jet leaves the desert, the sun is blotted out as a massive shadow engulfs the entire area around the jet.* Do they dare to look up?
(OOC: Do i want to null your move becuase i want the X-Quaza to be preserved so badly? )
-Agrakai soon gets the gist of what local Snow-leopard newspapers have reported on the X-Quaza and Flygarra’s intentions on what the jet is to be.-
Agrakai: “Well... from what i heard from our general press secretary, Flygarra would no doubt be wanting to go to war with us... i guess that little “rivalry” he said was just bugging him so much... even if our old monarchs have gone to war numerous times, and turned us into napoleonic france before our revolution centurys ago, we havent been at war for a long time... and it’s hightime we boost military spending and prepare for war that could be imminent anytime, within the month or so.”
-Agrakai wasn’t that very well versed in being a commander-in-cheif, and the pressure was getting to him, breaking into a cold sweat of concern-
(Larry is nervous about this being broadcasted, mostly because he doesn’t see why we should show everyone a secret military meeting)
(Larry pulls out a notebook and reads the statistics of the Flygons army, along with thier allies)
Sir Arano Orata: “Yes your majesty! Also, please welcome your humble guest, Queen Kyuru of Olde Unova...” -he steps away to let Kyuru speak to Leonardo-
-Kyuru looked nervous as seen in her eyes, but she tried her best to act cool and collected-
Kyuru Koldheart: “Kiiiiinnng Llleeeooonnnaaaarrrdoooo... -inhales- Iiiiiitsssss... -inhales- aaaaaaa goooooood plllleeeaasssuuurrreee... -inhales- tooooooo mmmmmeeeeeeeeet yyyyyyoooouuuuuuuuu...” -she rashly hissed out, her voice having this characteristic reverb to it...-
Leonardo: "Hm, yes. So, where is your Ambassador? Where do you wish to build the embassy?"
Sir Arano Orata: “Well, we dont have any formal ambassadors, but I’ll improvise. Also for the embassy, we want it close to you base of political operations, if you don’t mind...”
Otto also had no reason to leave the jet. 
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Otto also had no reason to leave the jet. 
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