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Post by nebula on Nov 21, 2010 8:30:07 GMT -5
"Come on, Birthday, make this Ice Punch stronger!" Quinn's tone was exasperated; after a long while of trying to train her little Smoochum, she'd been reduced from standing up to sitting cross-legged on the floor helplessly. The hair was ragged and messy from all these days of camping and travelling; she was looking forward to the hot shower she'd treat herself to later. But for now, she'd booked this Trainer Room, and dammit, Birthday was gonna get better. The little Smoochum had been battling Helix, the Shuppet, with all her might, for a while now. The little thing had only hatched recently, and wasn't used to battling; she constantly whined for breaks, which Quinn let her have, so she wouldn't get worn out. But she couldn't stay as a helpless baby forever - she needed to get better. Maybe one day, Birthday could evolve into a badass Jinx; but that seemed like light-years away, right now. Birthday's fist glowed a weak blue, small tendrils of ice forming around her hand; she flung herself at Helix, and the Shuppet let the Ice Punch hit him, but it hardly dented his health. With a sly grin, the Shuppet used a rapid Shadow Sneak on the pitiful Smoochum, who got knocked onto the floor, with a small "oof". "Reactions, Birthday, reactions." Quinn said weakly, before shaking her head, her blonde hair flicking from side to side. "Take a break." Birthday made straight for her trainer's backpack, ripping it open and slugging down some water from a bottle, balancing it with both hands so it wouldn't topple on top of her.
::smoochum::
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Nov 21, 2010 9:05:21 GMT -5
[cs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true] | [bg=F5EBEB][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,211px] | [cs=2][rs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] While not the most resourceful person in the world, Joshua Dale was not a stupid guy, and he was well aware that fainted Pokemon did not recover without the help of a Pokemon center, or a myriad of items. And so while he had done almost everything in his power not to be absolutely hammered into a pulp at the Plant, he hadn't been completely wiped out. See, he'd kept two very important items; a Revive, and a Potion. As soon as he'd pulled his team out of the battling for the final time, and been forced to leave, he hadn't used them immediately. He'd waited for a little while before healing his first Pokemon, his most faithful companion. Eris was alright, but both she and her trainer displayed clear worry for the other two members of the team.
"She'll be alright," Joshua assured the blue-furred cat, as much to console himself as to reassure her. "As soon as this all blows over, I'll get her help, I promise."
<I know you will.>
It was all she said, and he took that as a conversation ender. They were silent as they continued to walk, Eris curled around his neck like a living scarf. Her weight was heavy, but comforting, and so he did not complain. Spotting the Trainer's Lounge, and knowing it had been vacant the last few times he'd went in, Joshua stepped inside. This time, however, he was not alone. Standing quiet on the edge of the scene, he watched the girl trying to train a small Pokemon, then ultimately give up. Eris stretched and jumped down, her paws making a quiet thump as they connected with the floor.
"Need help?" he asked simply.
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Post by nebula on Nov 21, 2010 9:20:33 GMT -5
Quinn heard the comment subconsciously, but it was only when Helix knocked her that she processed it in her head and turned to face the boy. Dammit! Why did she always look awful at the worst times? "Umm... yeah." She felt slightly embarrassed as she ran a hand through her feathery, blonde hair. Oh, great. Someone had seen her helplessly trying to train Birthday and felt they needed to step in. Dammit, dammit, dammit. She eyed the Glameow at the trainer's feet. It looked glossy, healthy, strong. It would knock Birthday out in one hit. But hey, if it would help her get stronger. "Birthday! Break's over. Time to fight again." She tried to sound chirpy and she picked herself up, brushing down her favourite canvas shorts and grey tank top. As Birthday put the water bottle back and began to toddle towards the space in between the two trainers, Quinn braided her hair rapidly in one plait, so it wouldn't get in her way. That was what aggravated her the most - little flicky bits of hair dropping onto her face as she was trying to concentrate. Anyway. Would this trainer choose the Glameow, or did he have any other Pokemon up his sleeve? Oh wait... what was his name, anyways? Manners first... "I'm Quinn, by the way." She said shortly, glancing at her opponent.
::smoochum::
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Nov 21, 2010 9:32:18 GMT -5
[cs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true] | [bg=F5EBEB][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,211px] | [cs=2][rs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] She seemed awfully flustered by his presence, but Joshua was unphased. His only real motive for offering help was that he and his partner needed to loosen up their clenched nerves a little after the drama at the Power Plant. This stranger didn't need to know those reasons, she only had to accept or deny the offer. If she refused, he'd simply shrug and likely leave. No use hanging around when the building wasn't empty. He didn't like to be amongst awkward company.
She didn't refuse, however, and so the dark-haired trainer remained where he was, hands stuffed coolly in the pockets of an unzipped black hoodie, exposing the dark red shirt underneath. The belt around his waist served not to hold up his jeans, which fit him comfortably enough, but to hold the three Pokeballs he had clipped to it. Only one was unoccupied, and that belonged to Eris. The other two contained those currently unfit for battle.
The girl introduced herself as Quinn, and he blinked slightly, thinking. Would he give a name, or just remain anonymous? Deciding to give her the benefit of the doubt, he spoke. "Josh." Normally, when being formal, he introduced himself as 'Joshua', but he was clearly in a quiet, to-the-point mood at the moment. Perhaps the ice would break later on into the training session, but for now, his features remained stoic and unrevealing.
"You can go first."
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Post by nebula on Nov 21, 2010 9:42:10 GMT -5
A bit of a.... cold character, wasn't he? It was puzzling. Quinn hadn't met many people as seemingly enigmatic as this guy. Finishing the braid and tying it at the end with a blue hairband, Quinn flicked it behind her shoulder, deciding not to try to make any conversation with him. The guy obviously wasn't interested in anything other than this battle. She nodded slightly when he said she could go first; what should she use? The Ice Punch they'd been trying to develop? Birthday had toddled over to face their opponent, blinking naively in the light, looking very pink against the other trainer's dark demeanor. "Okay, Birthday. Ice Punch." She commanded gently. After blinking for a minute, letting the order sink in, Birthday fumbled with the attack slightly, before successfully making her fist glow lightly with a blue hue. Small tendrils of ice cropped up, twirling halfway up her arm; when she was stronger, this Ice Punch would be badass, but for now, it was pitiful. Quinn watched, biting her lip, as the Smoochum ran towards the Glameow in a rookie fashion, aiming to whack the punch straight at it.
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Nov 21, 2010 10:02:08 GMT -5
[cs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450px,true] | [bg=F5EBEB][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,211px] | [cs=2][rs=2][bg=F5EBEB][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true] It was clearly a very weak Pokemon, only a baby, and Joshua regarded it with an unreadable expression. Even if it had known the best of fighting moves, he doubted that it could take Eris down. And for once, it wasn't just his large ego talking to him. Still, the girl was obviously trying in vain to toughen up the Smoochum, and he supposed it wouldn't be harmful to help, however quick the match would be.
"Let it hit," Josh told his feline quietly. There was no point in dodging, it would not do much damage. Eris scarcely flinched as the icy fist made contact with her glossy fur. "Now counter it."
Eager to show off her beauty and grace to the other trainer, Eris gifted her own partner with a dip of her head, then narrowed luminous yellow eyes at her opponent. Joshua had not given her a specific attack, and so she merely selected one of her own free will, rushing toward the baby Pokemon ruthlessly, muscles rippling under her coat as she launched her wiry frame into the air and tried to slam into her opponent with a rush of dark energy. She would have used a more vicious move, but she wasn't entirely ruthless. This was only a baby, and who knew how many revives the trainer carried? Leaving her with gaping wounds from a Scratch would have been a little too extreme.
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