(Short post, but I'm just trying to get to a destination XD)

Claressa Nissa
Gateon Port/Orre/En Route to Kalos
Affected RPers: @bronislav84 (indirectly)
Insert witty line here.

The JND Maddening Dash sidled up nice and gently to a dock, just in time for a few officers to approach. It was mandatory to check papers and see if everything panned out, and thankfully for Claressa, Captain Brooke had all of his papers and registration in order. While his crew set about gathering supplies, he hopped off, determined to go and refill his own private drink collection. It wasn’t everyday he visited Orre, and likely was searching for something vintage. Claressa, on the other hand, got up to stretch her legs and figure out what was going on. Circus followed, plodding along after her and taking in the sights and smells.

As they walked, a small tremor rocked the ground. People immediately scrambled out of buildings, the port unusually busy as for once humanity heeded the warning that staying inside a building was a bad idea. In the distance a long stream of fire shot forth, then another, each gradually losing strength as they watched. Just what is…going on there? Should I investigate? She felt her feline companion tugging on her jacket, eyeing her steadily and with a face that seemed to scream it was a bad idea.

Truth was, he was right. This didn’t involve her, and with her heart, she couldn’t risk running into trouble. Still, she had to wonder exactly had caused it. As if to answer her question but raise many more, a helicopter flew overhead, carrying what appeared to be a black box. The markings were irregular from what she could see, and her medical training allowed her to recognize them as burn patterns. That matches the fire, at least.

She shrugged, sighing. There wasn’t anything she could do, and the two Legendaries were waiting. Turning around she boarded the ship once more, just in time for another spasm of her heart to send ripples of pain through her body. Her hearing dulled and black edged around her vision, and in that moment, the spaces between time, between seconds, she heard them call to her once more, faintly and distantly. She was on the edge of death thanks to her heart, it seemed, but perhaps getting closer to Kalos was allowing them easier access to her head. Or, you know, she was almost ready to kick the bucket. That could be it too.

<You must hurry, Claressa. He is stirring.>

<Yes, yes, find us! Your intuition is correct. There is no time to waste. Celebi is already confronting him with several others. His strength…>

<They may win this battle, or they may not. But the war with him will be far from over in both results. There is much tragedy to happen…>

<The curtain has lifted but the cast is not yet fully revealed… Will you join them or watch from the audience?>

<Hurry, for the show must go on.>

She opened her eyes and watched as Captain Brooke came back with a box of booze, but upon noting her pale face, even he was tempted to ask if she was okay. “Turn the ship on and leave. We need to get to Kalos as soon as possible. Something… Something very bad is happening to the world… Please hurry. I can’t even tell if my heart will last long enough for me to be around for that doomsday.” Noting her serious tone, he didn’t hesitate to turn around and yell at his crew to get ready to leave.

Soon enough the JND Maddening Dash was puttering its way towards Kalos once more, and to where she knew there would be an inevitable clash with two titans.