Morphic - Private Thread sophophilic - Seiro and Gawain
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Gawain the Manectric (Lightning Rod Ability).
Knights of Avalon (Castellan).
Affected RPers: MandL27 (Seiro).

Strong, pale blue jaws close around deadwood, tearing a thick pine bough from its trunk. With a shake of his head, he sends browned needles flying off the branch in all directions; then, carefully, he sets it at the edge of the boundary he's building. His tongue lolls as he looks back toward the big tree, half-stripped of its branches. For a moment, he considers going back to get more branches, but then he decides to take a break. Needles and bark clutter Gawain's coat, his mouth and neck ache, and every time his tongue twitches he recoils in disgust at the taste of pine sap. 

As it turns out, attempting to ensure that as many Pokemon as can be are well-sheltered in a safe, comfortable location is incredibly difficult.

Gawain sits down, haunches falling with a heavy thump, and considers the clearing. The Knights of Avalon's base isn't looking too shabby, especially considering that Gawain, despite the incredible power and amount of forms he's racked up, still hasn't managed to achieve any dexterity. There are a few decent dens to sleep in, with the pine needles cleared away and a bit of undergrowth and feathers scavenged to make them moderately more comfortable than the ground. 

There's a lot of work left to do. Somewhere in the back of his mind, Gawain knows that bringing the rest of Mautte - or at least, its willing and upright denizens - under his banner is going to be much more difficult than any construction project. The support of his friends is important, but it won't move mountains. That will be up to hard work and pure, untrammeled willpower.

... As hard as it is to think of willpower when Gawain is dirty and exhausted.
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#2
[Lucario/Inner Focus]

A soft crunch sound echoes through the forest, the sound of pine needles snapping beneath the footfalls of an aura-sensitive canine in the area. Seiro glances ahead, spotting an aura in the distance. Who might that be? he thinks to himself, ready to launch an Aura Sphere through the fog if this presence meant trouble. He continues toward this unknown 'mon, soon getting close enough to make out details: a medium-size, lupine Pokémon with bluish-grey fur marked by thick, fluffier gold fur at some points. No doubt about it, this is a Manectric.

"Oh, hello," Seiro greets, ears and tail perked as if ready to act in...some way. "I'm Seiro. Who might you be?" Pleasantries are usually a good place to start...
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#3
Gawain the Manectric (Lightning Rod Ability).
Knights of Avalon (Castellan).
Affected RPers: MandL27 (Seiro).


The sound of footsteps scuffing through the pine scrub catches Gawain by surprise. His ears lift, and he rises, his heart beating faster as he can't help but wonder if another enemy has shown up at his proverbial door. He keeps his stance metered - trying to convey alertness rather than agitation - as he looks 'round for the newcomer.

He doesn't have to look for very long. He recognizes the distinctive blue-and-black coat, the bone spikes jutting from the chest and paws, the crown stretching out behind the tall blue ears. This Lucario is a bit brighter in color than most, but Gawain can still tell what he is. 

Fortunately, he seems friendly. Or at least, not overtly hostile. Gawain settles a little, though he remains standing, meeting the stranger's - Seiro's - gaze without wavering. "I am Gawain," he says, dipping his head without breaking eye contact. "It's good to meet you, Seiro. What brings you here on this fine afternoon?"
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