Dreams{Open}

[Victor Kenneth]

The Dream world was a very strange place to be at, only because everything was quite different from the outside world. With how it seems like the buildings are so out there, its amazing how someone could survive in this strange world without going insane. But of course, that hasn't stopped the Dream Eater Leader from setting up shop in this very strange world. That didn't bother Ghost though, seeing that he knew what he was needing to do. It wasn't that much of an issue, and he actually kind of liked it in this strange world, creating the weapons that the Organization would be using.

Naomi was off to the side, the Rapidash grazing a few feet from where Ghost was set up. Even Shard was out, the Glaceon taking the time to not be all that far away from where the Fire horse was at. He couldn't help but take a break every now and then to just watch them, knowing that the two were very similar and were quite close for how the type disadvantage was. It didn't matter, seeing that he was a little battered himself, his prosthetic leg off to the side as Ghost stood about and making the prototype of the new design he was making.

The platform he was on was based inside a strange structure, the Rapidash and Glaceon hanging out outside, Ghost was taking his time with what he was doing inside, and with how gravity was so weird in this world. The fact that it can be so out of hand sometimes makes it a little tricky for Ghost to try and some of his work done. At least it made it easy for him to try and figure out new ways to get some of what he needs to do done. And along with this, he never really noticed the fact that any one was coming up to where he was working at.

[OWEN ENGLISH]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=class,dangerdanger,true] always worrying too much about your appearance, almost as though you’re facing your enemy. The Dream World was perfectly normal, Owen decided, as he gently floated back down onto the ground. Granted, the laws governing gravity and the like worked much differently from what he was used to, but it was a nicer alternative than having to sit on his Starmie all the time. He had a feeling that it grew sick of such ferrying duties from time to time. There was a spring in his step, partly due to the way he was lifting his feet off the ground. The only one getting jittery over the lapses in gravity was perhaps Joltik, Owen feeling the small bug gripping his hair to the point that he could feel his furry feet clutching his scalp rather tightly. He dusted his hair, the little electric spider squeaking and letting out a sneeze. The small jolt of electricity shocked him, but it was not anything he was not accustomed to. The open expanse greeted him, space that was yet to be developed. He could see it from behind his bug eyed glasses - it promised land to be exploited, and more. Everything was still in development, but at least they were making progress. It was only a matter of time before they found out more answers. Owen noticed the odd structure on another platform. His Starmie floated over beside him, and offered itself without hesitation. Not that there was any need. He lifted himself with a push off the ground and floated as he wished, descending onto the neighbouring platform like he was as light as a feather. Experimenting around with the place and tinkering with its development had brought him thus far, of course. Starmie's red core flashed, and Owen nodded in response to the Pokemon's erratic flashes. The contents of their conversation did not need elaboration, simply because there was nothing particularly interesting about it. He noticed the figure in the distance, which explained why he was even here to begin with. Tick tock, time was running short. Owen seemed to understand who it was simply from seeing the Pokemon roaming free. Joltik noticed the Pokemon and gave an excited squeal from atop Owen's mop top, loud enough to give away his presence. No need for announcements, then. victor tagged too many words bluh notes bluh

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[Victor Kenneth]

A slight noise came from outside, Naomi and Shard seeming to be getting ready for something outside. Ghost couldn't be sure that anything was out there, but he did stop at that moment to go see what was going on. It wasn't too much of a surprise that the Rapidash and Glaceon would notice something, and Ghost knew he would have to be careful. With how peaceful the dream world was, it still had ways of getting you when you least expect it. But that didn't worry him at all, and he couldn't care too much as to the possibilities of what could happen.

And it didn't take too long for him to realize why the two seemed a little agitated, and he slowly limped towards the two of his pokemon, placing a hand on the Rapidash to calm her. He knew how she would get with some surprises, he couldn't blame her, smiling a little in the process of waving the other person down. It wasn't too much of a problem, and the company of another human would be kind of nice at the moment. And at that time, Ghost wouldn't mind the idea's that another team member might have too, depending on what was to happen.

Whatever. Things would happen in any way that it would be, and he couldn't be bothered with thinking about the small details as they came and went. Ghost knew it wasn't going to be too much of a big deal to try whatever out.

"Hey. What's up?"

[OWEN ENGLISH]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=class,dangerdanger,true] always worrying too much about your appearance, almost as though you’re facing your enemy. Joltik sneezed again. He allowed a chuckle, commenting to the little electric spider, "Look at that, you've rattled them again." The Joltik let out a short whimper pathetically. If only he wasn't such an awkward Pokemon. The figure that eased the panicked horse was no stranger to him. Even from a distance, he raised a hand in greeting and dropped his hand as quickly as it had been raised. What was he up to? Good question. Owen slid his hands into the pockets of his trousers, then gave a small, superficial smile. "Checking on the place, trying to get more solid data. The workings of the Dream World are still too much of an enigma." This of course, would change in a matter of time. His head turned to the right, gaze falling on the wide expanse of emptiness. There was so much space to create things here, and it was a power he was fully intending to abuse to no end. That was, if they could even wrap their mind around the place. The various ways the Dream World functioned was a curious thing. Owen saw a need to satiate that curiosity. His gaze fell back onto his colleague, returning the question. "Yourself?" victor tagged too many words bluh notes bluh

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