Through the Sludge and Sewage

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

A slight frown touch Aphrodite's fair face as she watched the little boy take a drink out of the water before tossing it down onto the ground. She was a little surprised to see how ungrateful the small boy seem to be regardless of their hard work to attempt to please him. Aphrodite felt like she was about to throw a tantrum of her own. Instead, she took a couple of deep breaths and shook her head. "Well, we tried. Come on Marshall, we should probably get a move on if we want to solve this mystery." She stated, giving her partner a half smile. She would then start to lead them away from the two siblings.

"So Marshall, tell me a little more about yourself. Are you a native to this region?" She asked turning her attention over towards him. "I'm actually from the Hoenn Region. I decided to move her a few years ago with my father." She stated, not going too far into detail about her personal life. She honestly did not feel like having to explain the reason why her and her father had decided to move to a new region.

[Noerd]

[Sorry for the delay, I didn't see this. ^^; By all means we can progress this when you want, Aph; I'm gonna just try and keep the conversation going right now since it feels right. Might be repeating myself from the earlier Skype conversation (memory is in tatters right now), but I'm guessing Guide Gent would probably flow best from this?]

The response from the little kid was absolutely the last straw in Marshall's mind, and he was just about to give the boy a piece of his mind when he saw the guardian's facial expression. A combination of that sight and the response from his partner made him decide that it was probably a good idea to get shot of this pair. He wasn't going to turn down this opportunity, that was for certain. Fists clenched tightly, he allowed Aphrodite to lead him away from what was surely going to turn into a miniature battlefield. "Yeah, we should hurry on out of here for sure. No need to stick around any longer." He turned his attention back to the pollution, thinking hard on where the two should head next. He hadn't really got any ideas at all, though, so his attention quickly returned to the present day and the conversation that had just been struck up by the woman at his side.

"Hoenn, huh? I, er..." Marshall thought a little about how he was going to explain that he'd never actually heard of this region before. He'd spent all of his life in Johto, and had little interest in the outside world in all honesty. "To be honest, that's the first time I've heard that name. What's it like? It sounds kinda exotic." His interest was much more in maintaining the current conversation than actually learning anything about Hoenn, but his face remained keen as ever. "I've spent my whole life in Johto, actually." he'd continue once Aphrodite finished her reply. "I'm from Cianwood City. I'd never been outside of Cianwood before I started this journey I'm on, so everything's new to me so far. I already can't wait to get back and show my parents where I'm at now." He was about to continue ranting on this topic before he realised what he was doing and shut himself up.

"Anyway... yeah, that's my story, I guess. That's the reason I'm training Fighting types, too. Well, trying to. It's kinda hard to find those around these parts, really. But after seeing Chuck, the Cianwood Gym Leader, I just wanna be like him. No, better. I want to beat him one day." His eyes lit up as he spoke about his motivation. He could speak for hours on end about how he'd seen the Leader's battles time and again, promising himself that one day he'd battle with Fighting types of his own and come back to challenge the Gym that he so looked up to. "But anyway, what about you? What're your goals, Aphrodite? You got any Pokémon you like to train? Tell me all, partner!" A huge smile suddenly appeared on his face as he tried to keep the woman talking. He was, for once, thoroughly enjoying a conversation that wasn't entirely revolving around him. A pretty face certainly did wonders, that was for sure.

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Aphrodite could tell by the expression shown on Marshall's face that he did not seem to be too familiar with the Hoenn Region. The golden-haired beauty was not too surprised by his reaction. "Well, I might be a little bias, but I think that the Hoenn Region is amazing. There's quite a bit of water in the region. We have a huge and popular department store there, too. Oh well, The Hoenn Region is also kind of known for hosting Pokemon Contests. You know. Contests that allows trainers to show off their Pokemon's beauty and strength by using unique move combinations? Of course, it also can reflect the bond between the trainer and their Pokemon, too." She replied, attempting to try her best to explain things to him in a simple manner. "Oh, you've never really traveled outside of your hometown before? That's interesting. There are so many great things to explore in this world. I couldn't imagine being limited to staying in only one town. I guess that is because I'm quite the adventurer." She added as she glanced over to look at her partner. "I assume that you became tired of being limited to one place too, so you decided to embark on your own journey?" She asked curiously, wanting to know what was his reasoning for wanting to leave his hometown.

Aphrodite nodded her head as she listened to Marshal share a little bit more about his story. "You're training fighting-type Pokemon, huh? That's pretty cool. It is about time that I met another trainer who desires to specialize in a specific Pokemon-typing. Your goal itself kind of reminds me of my own goal in a lot of ways." She stated as a warm smile started to form against her lips. "I want to become a Top Pokemon Coordinator and raise both strong and beautiful Pokemon. I am actually a fairy-type specialist. I first encouraged fairy-type Pokemon when I traveled to the Kalos Region for a little while and meet the Laverre City, Valerie, who specializes in fairy-type. She is also a fashion designer and icon, too. She a huge idol of mine. I would love to battle against her same day. Fairy-type Pokemon are beautiful, elegant and so regal." She stated, her warm amber eyes sparkling even more from the excitement. "Fairy-types are strong against Fighting-types. However, fighting-types are stronger against some of the types that fairy-types are weak against. So, I guess we are like total opposites of each other, but at the same time we could also make for the perfect balance, huh?" She added, a cunning smirk curving against her lips.

As the two continued to walk and converse with each other, they would find themselves heading towards the Old Gent's house.

[Noerd]

Marshall stayed silent as his partner started to wax lyrical about her home region. The place wasn't exactly one of his top priorities right now, but maybe he could visit in the future. Once he'd left his mark on Johto and had the dubious, non-existent title of "best Fighting type trainer around", of course. As Contests came up, Marshall's eyes lit up a little. A chance to show off the beauty of one's Pokémon certainly sounded appealing. Perhaps some time he'd get his own chance to see what they were all about. "Huh. Contests? Sounds interesting, Aph. I'm gonna have to see one myself someday. I really wanna show off these guys of mine. I bet Hoenn'd be impressed by them!" His face beamed with another of his excited smiles as his mind drifted to the thought of his squad flexing their muscles in front of an adoring crowd. It took practically all of his willpower to return from that fantasy to the current conversation. "Um, I guess I was kinda tired of it, now that you ask. It was more because my dad was determined to keep me stuck there though. That idiot really didn't want me leaving, haha..." He laughed awkwardly, feeling a little uncomfortable after throwing that insult at his father while away from him. "I just wanted to get out and get started with a Pokémon journey, that's all. I really wanted to be a trainer and, well, y'gotta go out into the world for that. It wasn't so much about seeing the rest of the region, but it's been fun so far!" Marshall smiled as he reminisced over his short journey thus far.

"Fairies? That's that new discovery, right? I remember learning about that one. That's kinda cool; I didn't think I'd see a Fairy trainer already." He lied, deciding that showing an interest was probably better for him in the long run. The young lad stared intriguedly at Aphrodite. The Fairy type kind of suited her, he thought. As long as he didn't have to do any battling with them himself, he was quite happy with her using them. Not that he had a say in the matter, of course, but his interest still lied firmly in what he knew best. "Yeah, I can relate," he continued to respond. He was at least pleased that he'd met someone with similar motivations to his own. Even if she wasn't exactly the same. This might be even more fun than he'd expected. "Oh, we're not total opposites. I mean, we've got the same kinda goals. We just like different Pokémon. I'm sure we can find some common ground anyway. But yeah, I've got your back, Aph. You're gonna be fine in my hands, no worries there." He wasn't quite aware of the Fairy type chart, but he trusted his partner's knowledge. If he could beat the things she was weak to, it'd definitely help his image some. As he realised this, his confidence grew and he marched a little faster. The Cherrygrove streets started to become visible as they grew ever closer to the Gent's place. Not that Marshall was remotely aware of where they were headed, mind.

So, I assume we're good for a mod but I'll check with Aphy if she wants to respond to this.

[Tyger]

As the duo neared the lip in the road that would send them towards Route 30, an older man seemed to shuffle out into the street to meet them. Apparently noticing the concern in their stride as well as his own, the man made a gesture in an attempt to pull the two over to speak with him. "You two wouldn't be heading down that route, would you? Be careful, and make sure to stock up on supplies before you keep travelling." The Guide gent spat with distaste. "Something's been wrong with the water recently. I'm beginning to worry about Route 30. I've lived here a long time, helping out trainers by the boatload. I might not get to stay here to do that much longer though, if this keeps up. Bottle your water and watch out for irate Pokemon."

The older man settled his cane and shifted to another leg. "There's a plant that was brought up in Route 30, and i'm worried it's harming the ecosystem.. Pokemon are getting sick, and the water is getting nasty. I'm sure you heard that bra- child up the road. It's a superficial problem right now, but it could get much much worse as time presses on." The man's brows furrow slightly with concern as he stares off into the distance, as if he could see something the travelling pair couldn't. Sighing, he leaned up against a tree behind him and moved his cane to his other hand, digging into his pocket for something. 

"I've yammered on too long. Here, take this in appreciation for listening to an old mans worries." The older man handed Aphrodite the candy bar before looking back down the route. "Be careful around that plant, okay? And remember. Bottled drinks."


Rage Candy Bar Obtained!

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Aphrodite felt a bit relieved that Marshall seem to have been quite interesting in learning about Pokemon Contest. She often found herself becoming quite talkative whenever it comes to discussing topics that she feels rather passionate about in her life. Therefore, it was good to know that Marshall did not seem to be annoyed by her talkativeness at the moment. "You should definitely give it a try. Who knows, maybe the two of us will end up competing against each other some day." She spoke as a soft smile touched the corners of her full lips. The soft smile soon faded away after hearing Marshall let out a insult about his father. There probably was an awkward silence between the two of them for a little while, since Aphrodite genuinely did not know why type of reply she should give Marshall after hearing those words. She could not help, but to wonder if Marshall and his father had a strained relationship with each other. Of course, she would not ask him, since it was not any of her business at the moment. Luckily, Marshall managed to focus his next answer back onto her previous question. "It good to hear that you have been enjoying your journey, so far. I must admit that I have been enjoying my journey pretty well, too." She replied nodding her head and flashing him another soft smile.

"Yeah, a lot of people still do not know about fairy-types. There are also some people, who probably have never even made contact with Fairy-type Pokemon. So, it is kind of fun to introduce fairy-types to other people." She replied, smiling a little more as she reminiscence about the numerous of times that she had been able to introduce new trainers to her favorite type of Pokemon. She had even shared her budding knowledge about fairy-type Pokemon with the Violet City Gym Leader during their battle against one another. "Hmm, I guess you are right. Maybe, we are not too different after all. Aw, thanks. That is kind of you to say, Marshall. I will also have your back, too. You can trust me and my fairy friends." She stated as she reached out and touched his shoulder with her dainty hand for a few seconds then slowly pulling away and placing her hand back down against her side as the two of them continued to travel down the path.

Aphrodite flashed the elder gentleman a welcoming smile as he took it upon himself to approach them. The golden-haired beauty's right eye arched a bit as she listened to the older male talk about the water pollution issue. It seem that Marshall and herself were not the only two feeling quite concerned about the water pollution issue. For a quick second, Aphrodite found herself getting lost in her thoughts as she started to think about all of the supplies that she had stored in her bag. She was quite confidence that she had gathered up enough supplies for herself and her Pokemon. It is possible that she may even have enough items to share with her partner, if he had failed to stock up himself.

"The power plant?" Aphrodite questioned as she cleared her thoughts and returned her attention back onto the old man. "Hmm, it would probably be worth it to go explore that power plant for a bit. We maybe able to find some answers there." She spoke glancing over at Marshall then back to the old man. She extended her hand as he offered her some certain of special candy bar. "Oh? Umm... Thank you." She smiled, grabbing the candy bar and placing it into her bag. She did know what the candy bar was for at time, but she figured that she would worry about that later. Marshall and herself needed to focus on moving towards the power plant now.

[Noerd]

(So sorry for the wait, Aph. Been struggling to get myself to write anything half decent recently, but I seem to be managing today so let's get this done.)

"Hah, maybe..." Compete against her, eh? That would be quite a good turn of events, for sure. But the positive vibe was quickly killed. An awkward silence fell, and Marshall wasn't entirely sure what to do. It hadn't been that bad... he said worse to his dad all the time. He soon found himself filled with a sense of self-righteousness. Why should he feel ashamed of saying that? Who was this girl to judge him? Sod her. And then she smiled at him again. For some reason, this seemed like a good enough argument to counter his. He decided he'd forgive her for now. She seemed like a nice girl, anyway. And pretty. Very much so. He let that silence pass from his mind as he and Aphrodite continued the conversation. "Cool, nice to hear that." he replied, trying to be polite at the very least. It still felt weird, doing that.

There was some gushing about Fairies that followed. Something along those lines. Marshall's mind was beginning to drift a little now. He started to wonder if this friendship was going to last any length of time. Would he now have a companion by his side the whole way? Was this going to be more than a friendship? He allowed himself to dream about what might occur in the future, grinning rather cheesily while he did so. Once he heard his name, though, his attention returned to reality. This whole situation seemed a lot duller now that he'd let his imagination run wild, in truth, but he was pleased that he'd seemed to make Aph a little happier at least. As her hand hit his back, he jumped slightly. He then cursed himself as he wondered why he'd just done that. There had been no force behind it. What kind of woman was this, exactly, managing to make him react like that? "Um, yeah, sure. I'll be counting on it!" Of course she'd have his back. They were a team, weren't they? It was only natural that she'd have to fight alongside him.

An old man approached as they set back off toward Route 30. Were they going down this route? No, old man, of course they weren't. They were just walking right up to it and then they were going to turn around and walk somewhere else. What an absurd question. Marshall said none of this out loud, of course. That would probably be a bad idea. Might come across as rude. The man started talking about the water, which they already knew about. Well, kind of. But that was enough. They didn't care about the details, did they? Water's bad, so go fix it. That was the gist of the problem in front of him. That's all he cared about. Bottle your water. OK. So don't drink the bad water. That was the important advice he had to share with the duo. Well, thank you old man. What a helpful guy you're being.

But then, the old man said something genuinely interesting. A plant on Route 30 that might be harming the ecosystem? Marshall wasn't a scientist, but that sounded like it might be worth looking at. He looked over at Aphrodite, who seemed to have a similar intrigue in this part of the man's monologue. He then offered a candy bar of some kind to them. Before Marshall could even speak, Aphrodite had taken it and put it away. He didn't mind, though. She could have it. There were more important things to worry about. Realising he hadn't said anything at all, Marshall quickly spoke up as the conversation wound to a close. Not that it had really been a conversation; those were normally a two-way deal. "Oh, yeah, thanks ol' man. We've got a power plant to look at though, so we gotta be off, right?" He smiled over at Aphrodite and walked with her into Route 30. Neither had much of an idea of where this plant was, he guessed, but it couldn't be hard to notice. Actually, he'd been into Route 30 before. How had he not seen it? 'Maybe it's not even there... I wouldn't have missed something like that. I've got amazing vision. I see everything.' he thought to himself as he and Aphrodite continued through Route 30, looking for the plant.

(Mod please and thanks (if that's alright, Aph). :D)

[Midnightive]

As the two listened to the guides story, one of mystery, old man talk and you're pretty sure lies. He some how managed to speak some sense to two unlikely heroes of this town. As entered the route it was true there didn't seem to be chemical plant insight. After many locals complained about the god awful look of the thing they hid it behind the tense trees of the route.

Marshall was in fact blind to it all, but so many were as they pushed there way down a small beaten track clearly one that was made by humans and Pokemon walking that way not a real path. They found a part of the River that was hidden from public view, and there it was the big. Gray. building. From here you the two could see a valve who seemed to be stuck in place from years of rust, but could move with some budging. To the right of the plant they see a big apple tree whose branches hang scarily over the edge of the river. But the tree has the biggest juiciest apples you've since in a long time. So what will the duo do?

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

The duo travel a few more feet before encountering the peculiar Power Plant. Aphrodite's warm golden eyes focusing in on the building as if she was attempting to get an even better view of it. "So, this is the Power Plant that everyone seems to be talking about, huh?" She glanced over at her partner, placing her index finger against her chin. "Well, I don't notice anything unusual about it just yet. Do you?" She asked, waiting for her partner to reply. She would then find her eyes wondering off onto the massive apple tree and rusty valve. "Do you think that we should go inside and explore it or should we just keep looking around outside first?" She asked, not too sure on which direction the two of them should take next.

[Noerd]

(Is all good; I've been busy myself so no worries there. That and general lack of energy. Sorry for keeping you also.)

Marshall wandered with his partner through the Route, looking around for the Power Plant that he was quite sure didn't exist. He'd been here so many times and- 'Wait, what's that?' Marshall's thoughts were drawn away from his own disbeliefs as he came across the magnificent, yet somewhat ominous-looking, building. It was indeed a Power Plant. 'So, I guess there is one on this Route after all. Huh.' Aphrodite seemed to agree with Marshall's analysis, at least. He nodded, staring firmly at the plant as it worked. It wasn't really all that interesting to look at, and it didn't look like it was doing anything in particular. Just, well, making power. He wasn't entirely sure how this happened - who cares so long as it provides energy, right? - but it did look like it was functioning properly. He thought for half a second before replying to his partner's question.

"Well, I mean... let's just sit around for a bit and watch it, I guess. See if it does anything weird." Marshall wasn't sure what to look out for, exactly, but Aphrodite seemed to be somewhat more clued up than himself. He walked over to the apple tree, a pang of hunger starting to catch his attention. Apples were good, though not much in the way of refreshment. Still, some food was better than none. "Say, Aph, you hungry?" Marshall was quite proud of himself for thinking about that so quickly. This was the perfect time to show off a little strength. Well, he could perhaps have done that if he'd run off and wrenched that valve from its moorings, but this seemed a little easier. Marshall pounded the tree with his fist. This was perhaps not his best idea. It turned out that trees were rather sturdy beings, and a punch was going to hurt him more than it hurt the plant. Doing his best not to show his pain, he next laid his hands on the tree's trunk and shook it violently, trying to release some of the apples.

(Bit forceful, but I did want to get something done and, well, at least I'm back within character this time. :P I can quickly edit if you're unhappy, Aph. If not, this's a mod's job now.

As for next: We can handle the Power Plant after if you want, or just leave it and go help Quag. 'S up to you, but I felt like I'd at least give you the option.)

[Lamont]

Atop the hill on this alternate path through route 30 the pair pondered what they would do next regarding the complaints of the plant and pollution seeping from its bowels. The drab eyesore among what should have been lush green woods and flowering fields was beginning to blend in now with the muck that slid by in clumps along the river. The tainted waters feeding into the landscape and turning the shining bright colors of nature a crackled grey not unlike that cement walls of the structure further down the path.

Though, by some luck the fruitful tree sitting by the river bend as it turned and toppled down into Blue Moon Falls was bearing nice juicy apples. It was questionable how good these would be considering the blobs of gunk drifting along the oily surface of the flowing water neighboring the tree, but there was only one way to find out. Marshall went into man mode to provide a tasty snack for his lady ally, first punching the pained timber and then gripping its trunk and giving it a good shake.

There was no lack of red fruit breaking from the branches and falling to the ground. In fact, it may have been smart to have been wearing a helmet before one stood underneath a tree and knocked seed bullets from its grasp. A few apples that were in the outer reaches lolled down the bank and were swept away with the river, bobbing over the cliff edge to splash into the quagsire's home.

Marshall shook a bunch of apples from the tree!
Some fell into the stream and toppled over Blue Moon Falls


Will the trainers proceed to the Chemical Plant or travel to the base of the Falls for their investigation?

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Food had been the last thing on Aphrodite's mind at this point. However, when her partner asked if she was hungry, the golden-haired beauty did remember that it had been a few hours since she had last eaten anything. "Hmm. Perhaps a little snack would be nice. It would be nice to carry out this mission with an empty stomach. Especially, since we do not know what is wanting for us up ahead." She spoke as her signature smile curved against her lovely lips. Aphrodite's shimmering golden eyes watched her parter as he walked towards one of the monstrous apple trees not too far away from the mysterious plant. The young beauty trainer's eyes widen as she watched Marshall start to pound his fist against the massive tree. "Marshall, be careful!" She yelled out to him. She could only imagine how powerful it must feel to punch a tree that size with one's bare hands. Aphrodite's close one of her eyes, but keep the other opened as she continue to watch her partner attack the tree in hopes of knocking some of the apples down its branches. He seem that Marshall had finally decided that punching the tree was not clever idea. So, the young male started to grab the tree by its trunk and shook it violently until a couple of delicious looking apples fell down from its branches.

Aphrodite quickly rushed over towards Marshall and the apple tree. She was not too much concerned about the apples at this time. Instead, she wanted to make sure that her partner was okay. "Marshall, are you okay?" She asked reaching out and gently grabbing his hand to examine it. "You have to be more careful not to hurt your gifted fists. If you managed to hurt them then how in the world would you be able to protect me, huh?" She asked, a couple of soft giggles escaping from her mouth as she gently rubbed Marshall's hand for a few seconds and glancing up to make eye contact with him in the process. "I think you should be okay, though." She smiled at him before slowly letting his hand go and pulling away. "Oh yeah, the apples! I think they rolled down towards that riverbank. Should we go after them?"

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Notes: We could go help out the Quagsire then maybe tackle the plant afterwards, if you're up for it?

[Noerd]

(Have discussed with you, we're doing the plant first. This is actually vastly preferable, I think.

I needed to get this posted ASAP as I'm HIDEOUSLY late. Sorry about that; being dedicated to keeping our 5 day limit has its downsides.)

The sudden avalanche of apples took Marshall a little by surprise. He was rather hoping that just one or two would come down, but instead he was fending off an attack from the sizeable red fruits. Fortunately enough, none of them seemed to hit him on the head. Though, judging by his recent decision-making it would probably have been better if one had struck him on the noggin. Once he'd finished attacking the tree, Marshall took a glance at his own hand. It didn't look too bad, considering just how much it'd hurt when he threw his punch. It was probably functional enough for him to throw a Pokéball, anyway, and that's what mattered. Besides, every cloud had a silver lining, and Aphrodite soon came to check up on him. Marshall stifled a smug grin as the woman took hold of his hand.

"Oh, it's fine. Maybe stings a little bit, but that'll-" he started, but Aphrodite's flirting shut him up quite quickly. He wasn't exactly used to this kind of attention, particularly from someone he actually found attractive, but it felt quite good, to say the least. He stood for a good few seconds after his partner had finished talking, returning her gaze and simply basking in momentary bliss. Unbeknownst to him, he had the cheesiest of grins on his face. After a noticeable pause, he realised that silence probably wasn't the best course of action here.

"Oh, um, yeah... It'll be fine, though. I'm pretty sturdy, Aph," he replied, taking his hand back and gently massaging it. Careful wasn't a word he really knew the meaning of, but he'd certainly be a lot more cautious about punching trees in the near future. When Aphrodite mentioned the apples rolling away, Marshall quickly remembered exactly why he'd gone through that ordeal. But there was a problem. They'd been picked up by the stream, and that water seemed less than drinkable. Besides, there was one more thing that Marshall had his eye on. That valve from earlier looked quite... well, it looked like it could do with a good manhandling. He didn't quite know what it was doing there, but he knew that these things tended to be water-related. They were dealing with a water problem, right? Turning this valve would, at the very least, tell him what its purpose was. Then he could decide if he wanted to un-turn it. Marshall laid his hands on the valve and pulled. Nothing. It was stuck pretty tight, it seemed. He tried again, heaving and grunting rather loudly to try and loosen the valve. After a few seconds of effort, he felt some give. The valve suddenly succumbed to the will of the Ritchie, and Marshall was able to turn it fully.

[Midnightive]

As Marshall reached for the Apples with the graceful-ness of a hippo with four left feet. All they could do was watch as they all rolled into river Snack gone for good. After the awkward air had passed, after the tall beautiful blond had flirted with a short buff man. They quickly moved towards the Chemical Plant, to avoid anymore of Marshall awkwardness. Finallym Marshall found the valve. The first twist rust chunks fell from the turning mechanisms, one thing was clear to the pair. This valve had not moved in few years at the very least.

After Marshall used his slightly muscular arms, it scratched into life. Before holding to a stop again, it was going to take all his strength to get that going again. Marshall was going to have to use all his willpower and strength on this to get to move, grabbing the valve once again (at 10 and 2) he yanked it. The valve wheel flew off the valve, and the flow stopped. You guys did it! Thought you might want to run before someone catches what you did to their valve.

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Aphrodite felt a little more relieved after hearing Marshall state that he would be fine. The golden-haired beauty could not help, but to giggle a little bit after hearing him add that he was sturdy. There was no denying the fact that Marshall was a little on the short side, but he was quite built to be his age and height. "That's a relief." She added in her soft voice. Marshall soon made his way back over towards the old valve and Aphrodite's golden eyes followed after him as she watched him twist the valve a few times. At first it seem to have been quite a challenge for Marshall, but it was definitely a whole lot better than watching him punch a tree with his bare fist. "I wonder what that's going to do." She softly to herself more so than speaking to Marshall.


A couple of more seconds had passed before Aphrodite had notice the broken valve flying in the air. Marshall may have used just a little too much of his strength. "Umm... I really do hope that the valve wasn't that important. We should probably get a move on just in case someone notices the broken valve." She suggested, carefully walking away from the scene and heading towards the river.

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