05-24-2016, 12:19 PM
Sabrina opened her eyes and whistled admiringly when she saw the result of her... what? Just about a full hour of concentration? Something around that ballpark. Attached to the dock she was at was a boat-submarine hybrid, small enough for one person to handle it yet large enough to provide everything she needed, from a sail to an anchor to a room protected from wind and weather from which she could steer the machine and sleep if the trip took too long, and even a "garage" for her Magnet Bike. The submarine structure meant that she could easily navigate underwater if a storm popped up or plop up and deploy a sail to save on fuel. Everything was outfitted with modern technology so that even she who was not familiar with marine technology could navigate it with few issues.
Finally, she had added two barrels with dried food and fresh water, a handful of tools for emergency repairs, and a chest containing clothes like the ones that Ace trainers wore. Coupled with a relatively common name and the absence of her Gym Leader, let alone Team Rocket attire, she may be mistaken for an average trainer rather than be recognized as who she really was.
"That takes care of that... now let's take to the seas." Sabrina muttered to herself and pushed her Magnet Bike into the storage room, climbed into the hatch on top, closed the lid above her head and laid out the map on the small table in the center of the room. Cinnibar Island was quite a way off... but she should wait about taking a closer inspection at the maps once she was away from prying eyes. There was no telling who might take note of the peculiar machine that had appeared in the civilian docks and wanted to take a closer look. So she powered up the systems and set a course away from the docks, careful to steer clear of any ships littering the port. Causing an accident and getting arrested was the last thing she could use right now. But, thanks to a little care, she was soon out of harm's way and, after some half hour of navigating, arrived on a small rock formation which stuck out of the sea, several kilometers away from the docks. The area was too shallow for most ships to dare come near it, but her ship had lamps on the front allowing her to make out the treacherous rocks and navigate around, getting to a safe place where she could set up for a few minutes while consulting the maps and unfolding the sails.
From the looks of it she was going to spend a lot of time in a confined space with only so many occasions to get to the fresh air above, so she might as well enjoy it while it lasted. As soon as she came close enough to the rocks she dropped the anchor and opened the hatch again, climbed out and hopped onto the nearby rocks with the map in hand. Costa del Sol was still within sight but too far away for anyone to really notice more than a metallic shimmer of her boat at this point. And even if someone decided to inspect, they would need a while to get close, enough time for her to clear the area. She sat down on the dry rocks, shooed away a few curious seagulls and unfolded the map with the least details on her lap. Costa del Sol was up there, there were... a fair amount of islands, but she could see how they grew increasingly rare the more one navigated away from the city. Maybe it was the sea getting deeper or natural disasters having broken down the outer islands? Or some other reason? Well, she could certainly inquire about that on Cinnibar, they were bound to know about the geography of this place more than she did. Regardless, that would just mean that her route was going to be easier the more she got out there...
After planning a course with stops included to restock on air and food Sabrina stood back up, rolled up the maps and took a step towards the submarine-boat again, when she nearly caught her foot in something she hadn't taken notice of before. Something shiny metallic. She turned around and bent down. There was some sort of bracelet stuck between the rocks... how had it gotten there? She reached out and grabbed the item, pulling forcefully though the bracelet was completely stuck. After failing brutal physical strength Sabrina simply used her telekinetic powers to dislodge the bracelet from the rock, only to find that there was a second one right beneath the first, which had been obscured by it. That one was easy to pull out of the crevice however.
While climbing back towards her submarine-boat, Yang also took notice of a few shreds of yellow and orange tissue stuck to the rocks. Maybe some unfortunate soul had gotten washed up and lost their jewelry and torn their clothes in the process? She tossed the plans down the open hatch, then climbed back onto the rock and examined the bracelets, realizing on some level that they weren't normal. They were unseeming, but she could feel that there was something to them. Tentatively she put one of them on. Nothing happened. She tried a few erratic movements, wriggling the fingers of her hand, balling it to a fist, whirling her whole arm around, all to no result. Until by some coincidence she hit a hidden trigger when flexing a muscle she hadn't tried up until then, which caused the entire bracelet to spring to life, growing into an arm guard of sorts and covering most of her forearm. She could see that there were shells in it, the muzzle of a gun and some sort of mechanism that reminded her of a modern-day shotgun. Hitting the trigger once more did nothing, but when she relaxed her hand she inadvertedly hit a second trigger which caused the weapon to spring back to its innocent bracelet form. Fascinating... Sabrina thought to herself as she pulled the weapon off and carefully stored it away before climbing into the hatch. If she could reverse-engineer the ammunition used for this weapon and figure out how to use it she could perhaps make use of it for her own ends. She wasn't a big fan of raw physical power, believing in strength of mind over strength of body - especially after having beaten the Dojo Masters of Saffron City without so much as breaking a little sweat - but the fight against Amber had taught her that some variety couldn't hurt. Speaking of Amber... Her sword had sprung into a different shape quite similarly to this bracelet's way of changing shape, and it had fired ranged attacks in that mode. Could there be some connection? But Amber hadn't worn yellow and orange clothing, nor could she have gotten to the Vasty Deep faster than Sabrina... she would have seen her pass by. No, these had to belong to someone else. Who? She might never know. But that was secondary for now. Now for real, Sabrina threw the engines on and began her journey towards Cinnibar Island.
Finally, she had added two barrels with dried food and fresh water, a handful of tools for emergency repairs, and a chest containing clothes like the ones that Ace trainers wore. Coupled with a relatively common name and the absence of her Gym Leader, let alone Team Rocket attire, she may be mistaken for an average trainer rather than be recognized as who she really was.
"That takes care of that... now let's take to the seas." Sabrina muttered to herself and pushed her Magnet Bike into the storage room, climbed into the hatch on top, closed the lid above her head and laid out the map on the small table in the center of the room. Cinnibar Island was quite a way off... but she should wait about taking a closer inspection at the maps once she was away from prying eyes. There was no telling who might take note of the peculiar machine that had appeared in the civilian docks and wanted to take a closer look. So she powered up the systems and set a course away from the docks, careful to steer clear of any ships littering the port. Causing an accident and getting arrested was the last thing she could use right now. But, thanks to a little care, she was soon out of harm's way and, after some half hour of navigating, arrived on a small rock formation which stuck out of the sea, several kilometers away from the docks. The area was too shallow for most ships to dare come near it, but her ship had lamps on the front allowing her to make out the treacherous rocks and navigate around, getting to a safe place where she could set up for a few minutes while consulting the maps and unfolding the sails.
From the looks of it she was going to spend a lot of time in a confined space with only so many occasions to get to the fresh air above, so she might as well enjoy it while it lasted. As soon as she came close enough to the rocks she dropped the anchor and opened the hatch again, climbed out and hopped onto the nearby rocks with the map in hand. Costa del Sol was still within sight but too far away for anyone to really notice more than a metallic shimmer of her boat at this point. And even if someone decided to inspect, they would need a while to get close, enough time for her to clear the area. She sat down on the dry rocks, shooed away a few curious seagulls and unfolded the map with the least details on her lap. Costa del Sol was up there, there were... a fair amount of islands, but she could see how they grew increasingly rare the more one navigated away from the city. Maybe it was the sea getting deeper or natural disasters having broken down the outer islands? Or some other reason? Well, she could certainly inquire about that on Cinnibar, they were bound to know about the geography of this place more than she did. Regardless, that would just mean that her route was going to be easier the more she got out there...
After planning a course with stops included to restock on air and food Sabrina stood back up, rolled up the maps and took a step towards the submarine-boat again, when she nearly caught her foot in something she hadn't taken notice of before. Something shiny metallic. She turned around and bent down. There was some sort of bracelet stuck between the rocks... how had it gotten there? She reached out and grabbed the item, pulling forcefully though the bracelet was completely stuck. After failing brutal physical strength Sabrina simply used her telekinetic powers to dislodge the bracelet from the rock, only to find that there was a second one right beneath the first, which had been obscured by it. That one was easy to pull out of the crevice however.
While climbing back towards her submarine-boat, Yang also took notice of a few shreds of yellow and orange tissue stuck to the rocks. Maybe some unfortunate soul had gotten washed up and lost their jewelry and torn their clothes in the process? She tossed the plans down the open hatch, then climbed back onto the rock and examined the bracelets, realizing on some level that they weren't normal. They were unseeming, but she could feel that there was something to them. Tentatively she put one of them on. Nothing happened. She tried a few erratic movements, wriggling the fingers of her hand, balling it to a fist, whirling her whole arm around, all to no result. Until by some coincidence she hit a hidden trigger when flexing a muscle she hadn't tried up until then, which caused the entire bracelet to spring to life, growing into an arm guard of sorts and covering most of her forearm. She could see that there were shells in it, the muzzle of a gun and some sort of mechanism that reminded her of a modern-day shotgun. Hitting the trigger once more did nothing, but when she relaxed her hand she inadvertedly hit a second trigger which caused the weapon to spring back to its innocent bracelet form. Fascinating... Sabrina thought to herself as she pulled the weapon off and carefully stored it away before climbing into the hatch. If she could reverse-engineer the ammunition used for this weapon and figure out how to use it she could perhaps make use of it for her own ends. She wasn't a big fan of raw physical power, believing in strength of mind over strength of body - especially after having beaten the Dojo Masters of Saffron City without so much as breaking a little sweat - but the fight against Amber had taught her that some variety couldn't hurt. Speaking of Amber... Her sword had sprung into a different shape quite similarly to this bracelet's way of changing shape, and it had fired ranged attacks in that mode. Could there be some connection? But Amber hadn't worn yellow and orange clothing, nor could she have gotten to the Vasty Deep faster than Sabrina... she would have seen her pass by. No, these had to belong to someone else. Who? She might never know. But that was secondary for now. Now for real, Sabrina threw the engines on and began her journey towards Cinnibar Island.
"(Note to self: insert quote & picture once I find stuff)"
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