Roleplay :D OHJOYPLZ!!!

The Ninetales scowled, taking a short step forwards. She breathed out a hot, moist steam that floated carelessly up into the atmosphere. The female watched with some sort of hesitation as the scene carried on. They had complete ignored her. A year ago, that would definitely not be the case. The youth had grown into a sickening bunch, all because she had not been here. This was her own mindset, and probably not the truthful one; still, Flue chose to believe this. The tips of her tails curled and whipped out behind her. Her ears perked up slightly as she felt the faintest present of a soul. It was her Arcanine familiar, Chui. The creature took a mental note of this and stood her ground in the aisle. A feisty, grass-type pokemon had lashed out an attack at a Lucario, disregarding anything she had said. Though it was likely she wouldn't have the slightest idea as to why the attack was happening, she had to intervene. She did not care if the Lucario was guilty of any crime, even murder. She would not have another soul perish on sacred grounds. It was an incredible amount of bad luck; Flue was well experienced with things such as superstitions. She knew very well what could happen if such an act were to be committed in a church. She took a brief moment to admire the setup of the church, which was styled in a cathedral-like way. Closing her eyes slowly, the female took in a deep and haughty breath. As the leaf was about to reach the young female pokemon, there was a flash in midair. A small gust brushed by in the church. If needed, she would have to bring Chui into this.




Flue had moved in a flash to intervene the attack. The leaf was burnt to a crisp by her flame wheel attack. The Ninetales looked tranquil for a moment, her profile looking calmed and loose. Suddenly, she tightened her muscles and lunged forwards slightly. Her upper body was motioned towards the ground. A puff of smoke was blown out of her jaw each time she wavered herself forward and backward. A menacing growl was uttered each time. Balancing herself, she took her tails and moved them fluidly to each movement her body made. A small, fiery glow exuded from her fur. The temperature in the air was clearly rising. If she could not be civil in her acts, she would simply have to resort to savagery such as the one displayed by the others. Her muzzle tensed up into rolls of fur. Her expression had become twisted and incredibly. It even became ugly, what with her fangs bared like a wild animal. Her right, front paw lingered forwards as she leaned her body towards the pokemon that had launched the attack. The cobwebs of the church collected about its corners. The corridors were dusty, and the paint on the walls was chipping. Small, insignificant details did not interest her right now. What interested her was the fact that a bunch of heathens were fighting on holy grounds. It simply wasn't proper, and it wasn't respectful at all to the souls that rested there for all eternity. The female tightened her hind legs, prepared to strike at any moment. She did not even bother to look back behind her at the Lucario. It would be difficult to control a crowd like the one that was in the church.




"Do not test me," it almost appeared as if her lips did not move when she spoke, "Do you have no respect to the ones that are no longer living?"




The Ninetales took a pause, as if to compose herself. It obviously did not help, as she was as furious as she had been before. Perhaps Chui would have to intervene after all.




"Why are you attacking this young Lucario? I demand to know," she quirked her head slightly as she heard another Lucario's voice, a slightly familiar one, "Hm. You seem familiar. Perhaps we have encountered each other before?"





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sure, Chui can be along
although, i feel as though she might've gone off by herself, since she would need someone to watch the border while she was away
: D

The Ninetales paused for a moment, chewing over the information in her mind. A demon? Surely no one could have been turned into a demon while Chui was watching the borders. That was...unless...The temperature in the air skyrocketed, the female switching her anger to her familiar. An angry snarl burst from her lungs, her fangs clenched together as if they were superglued. She didn't even know what to do. She would have to bring him out of hiding to help her; there were too many attacks going around at once. If she made one false step, all could easily be lost in the church. The female didn't even know if she could use disable on any of the pokemon; it was unlikely with their types that they had the same attacks as her. She pushed herself onto higher ground, looking for Chui's scent. Unable to find it under so much stress, she simply resorted to calling his name out loud. The situation was moving too quickly for her; not to mention that some of the pokemon were getting increasingly troublesome.




"Chui!!" she called out, "Chui, did you follow my orders when I left?? This is very important!"




Flue then diverted her gaze to the Lucario that she had saved. What the Ivysaur had said was true. But how could this figure be a demon? She had heard many rumors that it was difficult for those types of pokemon to be possessed. The Ninetales then shot a glare at the other Lucario. He did not remember her? Surely he must have, since she remembered his face as clearly as the sky that day. She leaped down from the banister, scrambling onto the organ and then the center of fixation of the church. The female was acting without thinking, which always wasn't a good sign for her. She had to calm herself, or she would never figure what in the name of Arceus as going on. As if it wasn't enough that she had been gone from this place for a full year. Even if she had stayed here, she still reckoned she would have no idea as to what was going on.




"You, Lucario," she spoke sternly, "Speak. Unless you are truly a demon. I want to hear more about this; I will NOT make a judgment yet."




Once again, Flue was trying to be the singular enforcer of the land. Perhaps with a bit of backup, she could pull it off.

((LOL wow i'm stupid.))




The Ninetales angrily looked about. She let out a blast of her Confuse Ray attack, unable to control herself any longer. Flue was a bit surprised when Chui came to her rescue, disposing of the attack that had been launched at her quite nicely. She would have to thank him later; there was too much going on at the moment. In a flash, she had flipped backwards in an attempt to dodge any other attacks. It was no good; one of the rocks had slammed against her lower back. Had she been losing her touch? The female was slapped to the ground, belly-first. She screeched because of the pain, but pulled herself up slowly afterward. What on earth was she dealing with? Could she not get them to calm down at all. She had been lucky that the Arcanine had decided to show himself. There was no way on earth that she could possibly do this alone, what with all of the pokemon aimlessly throwing attacks at each other. Flue was still sliding backwards slightly from the attack, the carpet beneath her moving against her paws. Slipping slightly, the pokemon took a lunge forwards. If only she had learned more psychic attacks! Maybe then it would all come easier to her. She couldn't just burn down the holy grounds like it was some dirty old shack. There were spirits here, and they needed to be respected. They sure weren't getting what they deserved now, were they?




"Have you all no self-control? Perhaps if you were to explain your side of the story, I would assist you," she snarled angrily, but quickly gained her composure, "I assure you, I am a worthy adversary. Would you rather me be against you or with you?"




She displayed some of her powers by letting out a mighty flamethrower attack into the air, careful not to blow onto the church's walls. She shamed herself mentally, realizing that was stupid move to make. A false swing of her neck and the church could've easily been burned down. The Ninetales sat on her haunches, patiently waiting for an answer. She would not wait forever, though. Flue finally decided she would give them ten minutes. It would be ten minutes until she would call upon Chui to assist her in disposing of all of them that were in the church. Both sides destroyed was better than taking the risk of having the innocent side destroyed, in her mind.




"The choice is yours to make. I will give you ten minutes."