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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 13, 2009 11:48:29 GMT -5
Laksha was disappointed that the Charizard had been able to brush off Matsya's Bubblebeam so easily, but it seemed that the best choice was to attempt to pick off the lesser opponent first. So she nodded to Matsya with a gesture to the Muk. "You know its weakness."
Matsya puffed herself up, and her scales briefly took on an unusual pink sheen. In another instant, she had released a ray of concentric rings of red and purple light. The Psybeam honed in on Sludge even as he threw himself at Minnow.
OOC: I pull out the immaculate three words that are the hallmark of all RP -- "Short but meh."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 15, 2009 0:30:18 GMT -5
"That's fine, Minnow! It's just what we wanted!" Dace grinned triumphantly at Ophelia.
"Minnow can take getting landed on by some sloppy lug like your Muk! But can he handle-" She jerked her thumb towards the now smoldering pile of slime, dark black fumes pouring into the air. A scent reminiscent of burning tires filled the air, even though the wind was whisking the toxic smoke out to sea.
"A Hidden Power attack from inside?" With that, there was another thunderclap. Golden spheres shot through the Muk's face from odd angles, sizzling as they soared skywards. Electricity licked along the Pokemon's body, forcing it to involuntarily draw away from the source of the intense pain.
The very moment its head was clear, Minnow gave a great effort, and began straining against its toxic prison. It was evidently sickened and beleaguered by getting smothered under the vile beast, but at the same time, its relief at freedom was giving it the strength to pull clear. With one final push, it popped out of the Muk, somersaulted through the air, and landed roughly by Dace.
"Sorry about the poison, Minnow, but we don't have time to fix it right now, y'know? We're going to beat Ophelia-" Dace turned to Durant.
"Taraek's still strong enough to use his vines, right? Remember Lavender?" Dace smirked ever so slightly.
"Same deal here. Comet Maneuver."
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 15, 2009 18:32:38 GMT -5
For the first time since his sister appeared, a smile, albeit a weak smile, had appeared on Durant's face. He nodded to Dace, then wiped his remaining tears away. "Taraek! Throw Minnow at Spit!"
With surprising speed for the injuries that the pokemon had suffered, Taraek loosed his vines upon the Burmy. In a moment they were wrapped around Minnow. The next, she was soaring through the air, straight for Spitfire. Blue energy began forming around Minnow, before long the energy expanded, forming a protetcive sphere around her body.
Ophelia watched from below, leaving Matsya and Taraek completely up to Sludge. Although she did not appear to be frustrated, or fearful of the attack, there was a difference in her facial features as she watched the attack. Her eyes held a vague look of surprise to them, and the smile that had previously occupied her face had turned into a frown. "Spitfire," she called to the Charizard, "smokescreen."
The Charizard acted with the swiftness that Durant expected of it. It rose quickly in the air, dodging the tag-team attack with relative ease, and also let out a continuous stream of pitch-black smoke from it's mouth. The surrounding area quickly filled up with smoke from Spitfire, making it impossible for the young trio, and their pokemon, to see.
A loud thudding sound came from where Ophlia had been standing. "Clear it." She commanded, resulting in the characteristic sound of wings flapping. The gust generated by the wings, while not powerful enough to cause any harm, even to Taraek, it easily cleared the smokescreen. Once more, on either side of Ophelia, stood Sludge and Spitfire, only this time Minnow was trapped underneath Spitfire's foot, trying desperately to escape. However, there was something wrong with this scene, something Durant couldn't quite put his finger on.
He didn't have to wait for long before the answer to his question appeared. At first Sludge's shadow appeared to be growing, then a set of red eyes appeared, followed by a smile that made Durant shudder. At last the shadow seemed to stand up, changing from black to a deep purple. Ophelia extended a hand out to the pokemon which, in turn, placed a small blue ball into it. "You enjoyed yourself too much, Shade." She told the Gengar, who's only response seemed to be to shake, as if it was laughing. "We have the Granbull now. We're done here." She took one last look at her opponents, then turned to Spitfire. "Give the bug back. We've no need for it." The Charizard, with scarcely concealed annoyance, kicked the Burmy back at it's trainer.
Ophelia and her pokemon began to leave, but stopped, and turned to face Durant once more. "I'll admit it little brother. I'm actually somewhat impressed by your attack." Her voice was somewhat warmer now, even her eyes didn't seem quite so cold as when she first arrived. "However, brother, it won't happen again." Her eyes once more flared with the hatred she held for her brother, and she turned and began walking away with her pokemon, all except Spitfire.
The Charizard, still upset about being commanded to give the burmy back, roared angrily. He jumped the distance between himself and Taraek and, before anyone could move to stop him, Spitfire unleashed his flamethrower upon the heavily injured Ivysaur. The attack lasted for only a moment, but that was all the time it needed. When the flames that had poured over Taraek ended, it showed the grass-type pokemon still standing but, only for a moment. Taraek collapsed, finally too injured to maintain the battle with his enemy. Spitfire, satisfied that he had defeated his opponent, leaped into the sky once more, heading in the direction that his trainer had already disappeared in.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 15, 2009 19:12:09 GMT -5
"You- No way! That can't be-" Dace paused, watching Ophelia palm the orb, "That's totally against the law! You could go to prison or something for that! No, REALLY, you could! Do you even realize what you're doing?" Dace ranted at Ophelia, still staying away from the Pokemon. She was beyond furious, her entire body trembling with rage. She started to reach into her pack for something, but Spitfire's kick launched Minnow at her.
Quickdrawing Minnow's Pokeball, she returned the Burmy a split second before it would have crashed into her. She clutched it tightly, her knuckles white.
"-AND you ATTACKED ME!" Dace screamed, her voice now more of a shriek than any kind of communication.
"I hope you go to jail! I hope they take your to jail and throw away the key! They should let you ROT!" Dace was stomping her feet for emphasis, her eyes clenched shut. Tears were rolling down her reddened cheeks, leaving streaks in the grime from the past two days of hiking.
"Go away and DIE!" Dace paused for breath, opening her eyes, and saw Ophelia starting to walk away. She wiped the tears from her left cheek, and turned to face the girl's back as she departed.
"Keep going! Get out of here! I don't want to see you, or Spitfire, or ANY of your Pokemon EVER around Taraek or Durant ever again! The next time I see you, I'm gonna kick your butt! I'll be a ton stronger, and I'll kick your butt all ov-" Dace's threats were cut off by the distinctive, terrifying whoosh of a jet of flame. She stopped speaking, feeling the prickly heat against her skin, the light from the fire dancing across the grass. The group's shadows appeared contrary to the position of the sun, flickering and wobbling like something from a nightmare.
Dace already knew what had happened, in her heart. She didn't want to believe it. She gasped for breath, her shoulders heaving, once, twice. The tears began rolling again, redoubled in their efforts.
"TARAEK!" She sprinted over to the fallen Pokemon's side, kneeling in the scorched grass. The embers remaining from the immolation of the folliage bit into her bare legs, but Dace ignored them. She tried to put a comforting hand on the scorched, heavy side of Taraek, but drew back sharply. Just the residual heat coming from his hide-
Dace put her burnt fingertip in her mouth, and glanced over her shoulder, to the others.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 15, 2009 23:05:47 GMT -5
OOC: Since when did Fallfish get so EPIC? How can i compete with the majesty of the previous two posts? SPOILER ALERT: Looks like it'll be with a ton of Fallfish angst.
"Matsya--" But Laksha didn't need to give a command. The Remoraid was already standing by the Ivysaur's side, and even as her name passed Laksha's lips, she was already dousing Taraek with Water Gun after Water Gun. Matsya quickly extinguished the embers and dispelled the smoke, but her water could only soothe Taraek's pain, not remedy it. Each drop clung for a moment to the tip of one of the Ivysaur's fern leaves before coming to rest in the glistening grass.
Laksha, on the other hand, was now the only human of the three with dry cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed by this as she looked down at Dace's kneeling, sobbing form. Dace... Laksha couldn't believe she'd been giving Dace the silent treatment ever since Taraek had evolved. How unbelievably petty she was. Seeing Dace explode at Ophelia, Laksha's anger at the other girl had melted away in an instant. If Dace had been hypocritical in charging into battle against Ophelia, it had been because she cared so deeply about Durant and Taraek that she was willing to lay aside her own quest to defend them.
Laksha had no quest to lay aside. She had no personal stake in any of this. Nothing to sacrifice. So why had she been the one to hang back? How could she call herself even half as courageous as either of the trainers here with her?
She ran her hands through her hair.
There, on her other side, was Durant, standing slumped and looking as broken as his champion. His face was pale, disbelieving. She searched for words to offer him. "I'm sorry..." came easily enough. But, feeling a need to specify, she went on. "If I had--" Laksha stopped herself there. She would not say "If I had tried harder to talk Ophelia off from the fight..." She would not flatter herself as a diplomat. But when she tried again, she happened upon something else. "If I had sent Ganesh instead..."
Well. That was interesting. True: when Ophelia and her Pokemon had appeared, Laksha could have withdrawn Matsya and sent out the stronger Ganesh instead. His Ground-type advantage might have been enough to overcome the Muk, and then they all would have been free to focus on the Charizard. Laksha could say she'd been hedging her bets, choosing the most well-rounded option, by sending a Pokemon with Water and Psychic attacks against the Fire and Poison duo. Or she could be brave enough to own up to the fact that she had kept Ganesh inactive as punishment for a transgression he'd hardly even understood.
She brushed her fingers over Ganesh's Pokeball on her belt. It seemed she'd have another apology to make before this day was over.
But Ganesh's would be apology number three. First Laksha crossed the grass to Dace, Taraek and Matsya. She draped her arm around the younger girl's shoulders and said softly, "Please forgive me."
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 16, 2009 23:20:40 GMT -5
"This is all my fault" said Durant, as he bent down to pick up his friend. "All of it. Taraek... I'm so sorry." A fresh wave of tears cascaded down his face, which was immediately buried in his friend's side. The leaves that had been a healthy green earlier that day, were now black and badly burned as well as a few other places on his body, some of which were still warm.
After a few minutes passed, Durant began calming down. Taraek wasn't dead, and he would doubtlessly be upset with Durant for sitting around moping for as long as he had been. No, Taraek would have tied Durant up and dragged him away. Even worse, he could picture him doing it with a smile. But now, Taraek wasn't smiling. Taraek seemed to barely be breathing. Smiling wasn't something Taraek would be doing for awhile which was something that, from the look on his face, Durant wouldn't be doing either.
Wordlessly, he picked up Taraek's pokeball and pressed it against him. A flash of white light came from the pokeball, and then then Taraek was gone. He sat still for a short while, and looked down the path at where they had come from, then stood back up.
"I-I'm going back to town. I'll-I'll try catching up with you" he said without turning to face either Laksha or Dace. Then he began to walk away.
OOC: Katana cantemes ket tena ki! That was difficult >.<
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 20, 2009 1:17:06 GMT -5
"F-Forgive you? For w-what?" Dace sniffled, rubbing at her cheek once more.
"It's, uh, it's not like Gan-Ganesh or anybody woulda done any better. We- we got our butts k-kicked..." She took a few more heaving breaths, leaning into Laksha as she cried. The girl wrapped both arms tightly around her friend, her tears running down the front of Laksha's dress.
She looked up, pitifully, nose running and face a bright shade of red.
"It's not your fault, or Durant's fault. You... You guys both did what you could. So did I, I... I guess? I dunno," She pulled away from the comforting embrace. They were friends, but did she really want Durant and Laksha watching her sob like a little kid with a skinned knee?
"It's all my fault this time. That's why this happened. If either of you two say that it's your fault, you're lieing, got it?" Dace put both hands on the ground, helping to lift herself from her knees.
"I led us all up here, because I had something I had to do. I chose to go this way, to call you guys to come along-" She drew her breath, and attempted to wipe her face clean once more.
"And if it wasn't for me, Durant wouldn't have caught that stupid Granbull, and his stupid sister wouldn't have followed us onto this stupid place and Taraek would still be awake and happy and healthy and-" She saw Durant turning to walk away. She started to step after him, and within three paces, went back to standing still.
OOC: Tricky to keep Dace believable without having her stay sobbing for another four rounds, but hey. Gotta stay movin', and keep Durant from marching home.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 20, 2009 1:43:33 GMT -5
OOC: I know your pain. Btw, I'm busy right this minute, but I'll post withing 24 hours (least I plan to. Sometimes stuff happens...) I'll update this post, unless Pohatu beats me to posting.
BIC: Durant heard what Dace had to say but, he didn't believe a word of it. No one made him come, no one made him capture the Granbull, and no one made him keep it from his sister. It had all be his choice to do so.
He looked up into the sky, dearly hoping that it would begin to rain. That something would destroy the cheery atmosphere that seemed to fill the whole world, except for his friends. With a sigh he stopped walking and pulled out the pokeball that held Oddish within. He pressed the small white button on the ball, causing the small grass type pokemon to appear in a bright flash of white light. The Oddish jumped around happily for a moment, glad to finally be free of it's pokeball. However, when she turned and looked up at Durant she noticed that something was wrong and became very still.
"Oddi?" she inquired to her trainer, plainly trying to find out what was wrong. Durant's only response was to pick the Oddish up and hold her close, then he continued walking slowly back to town.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 23, 2009 16:23:57 GMT -5
Dace watched Durant walking away, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. A few smaller tears continued to trickle down her cheeks, but she had mostly stopped weeping. Oddish called out again, louder.
"Wait." Durant continued walking, either not hearing or not caring.
"Wait," Dace said again, louder this time. Still, Durant was in his own world.
"Wait, Durant!" The boy finally turned slightly, and Dace ran to catch up to him.
"Don't go- Don't go yet, okay?" Dace panted slightly from the effort of sprinting to catch up to her friend. A few locks of hair stuck to her forehead, out of place.
"I know that Taraek got..." She inhaled, and tried to wipe away the tears again. "That Taraek got really beat up. It's not like I wasn't right there with you, right?"
"Anyways, since he's in a ball now, he's like... all frozen in place or whatever. I don't think he's in pain, anyways," Dace cocked her head slightly, frowning, "So, it's not like we need to run back to the center to get him healed up... Maybe you could let him rest?"
Seeing that Durant was still morose and distant, Dace decided to try and change the focus.
"You've got Oddish, and she needs some training. If we fight the Pokemon that's been causing trouble up here, it'd be a lot better if you... And Oddish... were with us. She could learn a lot, and... um... I bet that with all of her powder moves... um... well, I bet that she could really help me and Laksha beat that guy."
Dace paused, waiting for Durant's reaction. She was still in a lot of pain from seeing Taraek get beat up, but she had to keep going. It took them a day and a half to get this far, and if they turned back, it'd all be time wasted. Not to mention if her tutor came back around... The last thing Dace wanted was to have to deal with disappointed tut-tutting from him for an entire lesson.
Regardless of what Durant and Laksha were going to do, she'd be forging ahead.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 23, 2009 17:08:21 GMT -5
"Don't go," said Laksha, turning her eyes away from scanning the surrounding rocky hills to Durant. Never one to sprint in such attire, she (along with Matsya) had nonetheless tried to keep up with Dace and now stood several paces back up the trail from where the other two trainers were.
"I don't think we can afford to turn back at this point. Not until we've done what we came here for." Laksha pointed down the path to the distant Nugget Bridge. "Getting back to the Pokemon Center in the city is one thing, but I doubt those trainers will take kindly to our returning after that. They'll demand another fight, and probably amp up the challenge as well. I could see Jud declaring that we each have to win a two-on-one match to proceed this time..."
She remembered all too clearly Jud's self-satisfied remarks and the condescending laughter of his friends. Laksha wasn't keen on the idea of asking him politely if they could please have another go that evening.
"No, this is the best start past those trainers we're going to get. And as long as that wild Pokemon is still menacing Cerulean, the League will have no reason to call them away. I don't like it, but this is much more of a one-shot task than I think any of us realized."
Durant was still looking down, his gaze lost. Laksha touched his cheek to bring his face up. "Dace is right. You have Oddish. If she can bring down the wild Pokemon with status ailments the way she did with the Granbull, she'll be a huge help. Matsya needs to charge, but Sankh will have reconstituted himself by now and Ganesh is still in fine condition, so I'll handle the upfront offense. And then Minnow can cover the ranged..."
Her voice trailed off as she looked over at Dace. "Minnow will need some help, won't she? She went through two grueling battles, even if she isn't unconscious. Here--"
She rummaged through her satchel, wishing she'd thought to pack a Revive for Taraek, and procured a couple of Potions. By the time it occurred to her that Dace was unlikely not to have brought Potions of her own, Laksha was holding one out to her.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 25, 2009 12:25:22 GMT -5
OOC: Durant's birthday was two days ago! He's upset because he has no presents, go buy him some!
BIC: Durant sighed and walked towards the nearest tree, let go of Oddish, and sat down. "It's been almost a year since my family moved back to Kanto." he said as he pulled out Taraek's pokeball.
"My mom and my sister didn't see eye to eye before that but, when we moved it all changed. My dad and I always tried to avoid their fights but, usually Ophelia would find me later and beat me up. Like it was my fault, or Taraek's fault." His voice began to break again causing Durant to pause briefly before continuing. "This would cause them to fight more, even my dad would join in when she hurt me and Taraek."Durant quickly wiped his eyes, as if hoping not to let his friends see him crying anymore.
"One day my dad told me to go to my aunt's house. When I got there I just... broke down... It wasn't long afterwords that I began going to my aunt's house regularly to avoid my sister." Durant trembled slightly, and grabbed at his shoulder again. "After awhile, my parents and my aunt all agreed that I should just stay with my aunt Julie for awhile but, I could tell that she wanted me to stay and fight Ophelia."
A smile crept upon his face and Durant chuckled, then continued. "My aunt would always tell me that I needed to stand up. That I couldn't run away forever, especially from Ophelia. She said that I'd probably fall but, I had to stand up. Then, I'd have to get back up and fight with and for my friends. Just like Taraek does."
"Dace, Laksha..... I'm sorry....." He said, standing back up.
"I'll stay."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 26, 2009 9:03:21 GMT -5
"Yeah... That bunch of guys down there..." Dace didn't want to say much more. Just mentioning them brought their accusations of cheating and jeers to her mind. Blushing slightly, and frowning, she listened to Durant's history with his sister. This... Was something totally different than her experiences. Her family almost always got along perfectly well with eachother, except when her mom and dad argued about getting her into such intensive training at her age. One tidbit from one such occasion rose to the surface of her mind.
"Durant, it's okay to lose. As long as you keep trying, you've never really lost. That's something my dad always said," Dace smiled sadly, releasing Minnow from her Pokeball.
"Thanks, Laksha. Minnow's pretty tough, but yeah, she's doing all of my battles. So she is gettin' kinda beat up," Dace began applying the potion directly to a few of Minnow's especially bad scrapes and contusions. Minnow squeaked indignantly.
"Hey, I said you were tough. You fought a Scyther, a Charizard, and a Muk all in a row. ANY Burmy would need healing after that," Dace held the rest of the healing item up to Minnow's stunted probiscus, letting her drink deeply from it. She braced it against a rock so that it'd stand without her holding it, and proceeded to reach into her pack and begin digging through her packed items.
"Laksha, over here. If Matsya got poisoned at all-" Dace produced two white rectangles from her bag.
"They're Antidotes my dad got at a sale in Blackthorn. They couldn't sell them well, because nothing around there has poisons, and nobody goes through there anyways. At least, that's what he said. I think it's just 'cause they're old and beat up," Dace tossed one to her friend for closer inspection. The paint was flaking away at several points, and one of the corners was dented in.
Dace had already pressed hers against Minnow's exoskeleton, the device using infared radiation to analyze for poisons, and then releasing specific wavelengths to denature them.
"Still work pretty good, though, right?" Dace said with a chuckle, patting Minnow on the head roughly.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 27, 2009 8:21:03 GMT -5
"Thank you!" Laksha pressed the Antidote against Matsya's scales. "You've been to Blackthorn? I thought it might be nice to invite you two over sometime. It's gorgeous there -- you can see most of Johto from the top of the mountain. It's supposed to be the most beautiful view in the whole Archipelago. But I suppose I've never been to Sinnoh; they have lots of mountains there too." She drew the Antidote away. "That should be enough." Sure enough, Matsya flipped around happily. Laksha took out her Pokeball. "Now, if you wouldn't mind... I need a word with Ganesh." In another moment the Remoraid had disappeared and Laksha had dropped another Pokeball on the ground. Out came her Phanpy, who of course had not forgotten earlier events: his trunk and ears drooped, his feet dragged uncertainly and his eyes didn't meet Laksha's. "Ganesh," she said. He looked up reluctantly. "It occurs to me I have been rather short with you, Ganesh," Laksha announced briskly, adjusting the sleeves of her shirt. "I gave you unclear orders, berated you for misinterpreting them, and then withheld you for a battle which you could have helped us to win." Ganesh's heavy ears picked up. He snuffled a little. "I expect better of you in the future, Ganesh," Laksha declared quietly, looking off to the coast with a disinterested expression. "That is, the next time I behave so idiotically and unjustly, I trust you will let me know what a clod I'm being instead of--" But that was all she managed to say before Ganesh barrelled into her and knocked her to the ground, bumping her head with his trunk adoringly. He trumpeted with glee. "All right, you -- really, anyone would think you were just a big plush toy," Laksha muttered, trying to see around Ganesh to Dace and Durant above. "We'll keep going, then?" OOC: Basically, Ganesh is Mort and Laksha is Antimony. That about covers it.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 27, 2009 18:57:01 GMT -5
"I guess so" replied Durant. "I just hope Oddish is up to the challenge."
Durant began to move down the other end of the path, then stopped to wait for the others. Oddish ran from person to pokemon to person, jumping happily around each one, then ran back to Durant and did the same to him.
To Durant the actions of the Oddish were, as it's name implied, odd. Taraek, while not exactly hostile towards others, was never that friendly with anyone other than Durant. Shoot, Oddish seemed to be friendly towards everyone she didn't find scary.
OOC: Sadly, 'tis short. Not really much for Durant to do right now.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Jul 29, 2009 19:59:11 GMT -5
"I... I've never been to Blackthorn. My dad's been there visiting some friends of his, but I've never got to come along-" Dace stopped stroking Minnow, and put a finger to her lip.
"But... Maybe I can go and get permiss- Uh, see if I go some time this summer," Dace smiled slightly, "That would be pretty cool, huh?"
Dace paused to chuckle as Ganesh bowled over his trainer. Really, it was slowing them down to be pausing for talking like this, but it felt good. The stress from the day felt like it was bleeding away, like Ophelia's dark presence hadn't even arrived in first place. She walked over to begin petting Ganesh, and found the Oddish nuzzling up to her as well.
Minnow stayed in her spot, not only due to her mobility issues, but seemingly looking for something. Every few moments, her gaze would shift suddenly, and she'd take a ready stance as if to launch into a Tackle. Each time, she slowly oriented herself more and more directly upon the hill Ophelia had launched her initial strike from. Anybody that looked could see that she was almost shuddering with anticipation.
OOC: Whomever goes last this round, spot a dark sillouette about the size of a big kite just at the top of the ridge that moves away. That is all.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 30, 2009 21:24:46 GMT -5
"Maybe I'll go to Johto after this." said Durant as he continued ahead of the group. "I-I don't think I want to stay in Kanto too much longer. As long as I check in with my aunt, I bet she'd be happy with me leaving."
The Oddish continued running around the group for a little while longer, then ran in front of Durant. It continued along happily for a short while then stopped, and began jumping around.
"Oddish?"
Durant walked up to her and looked down the path, trying to see what was exciting the Oddish. A moment later, he felt something shaking from behind his leg. As he began to turn to look at the Oddish he caught a glimpse of something in the distance. Realizing what it could be, he quickly looked back at where he had seen the thing, only for it to be gone.
"Hey, did either of you see anything? Something big, and dark?"
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 31, 2009 11:11:09 GMT -5
Ganesh blinked, staring up among the rocks, but his eyesight wasn't good enough to discern shapes easily at that distance when they weren't moving. He lifted his trunk and sniffed the air instead, but couldn't pick up any identifying scents from this range, either. So he grunted and stomped the ground nervously, unsure of how to act.
Laksha ran a hand down one of his ears. "I'll keep an eye on it. Defense, please," she said to him.
The Phanpy gave up trying to spot the unknown creature and instead went into a roll, circling Laksha, Dace, Durant, Minnow and the Oddish. If something came close, he would be ready to protect his friends.
Laksha, whose eyes were keener, took a step back and surveyed the ridge. "If it's the same thing we saw before your sister arrived... It hung around. It's been holding off its approach to let the trainer with the strongest Pokemon leave."
Her legs seemed to be tensing up. "If that's true, then it's patient. And clever."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 3, 2009 23:00:02 GMT -5
"I dunno... I thought that Gengar of..." Dace looked over at Durant, and paused. She remained silent, letting the sentence conclude itself. There wasn't a reason to mention Ophelia now... The girl had got what she had come for, and left.
Though it was fully possible that they had been watched by whatever the creature was... There was a quiet but distinct fluttering from the scene of their previous battle. Reflexively, the group all snapped to attention on it. A form was bowed low to the grass where Taraek had been laid open, sipping at the blood the had splattered the earth.
Two glassy, empty eyes regarded the group. Sparks of lavender light danced through them momentarilly, fading away once more into the soulless pupils. Six spined legs lowered to the earth, bracing against it and raising the creature's body up.
A tremendous rustling noise arose from around the beast, the grass on all sides being knocked flat. Two tremendous silouettes rose up to either side of the monster, fanning at the air with calculated power. The sunlight from behind the creature shown through the membranes, showing networks of thickly interlaced, pulsating veins. Slowly ascending from the earth, its shadow was cast on the ground before the group.
"Guys..." Dace jammed her hand into her pocket, yanking loose the piece of white cloth from earlier in their travels. She held it up before her, letting the others see it and their opponent at once. The trident symbol matched almost exactly to the jagged contours of the beast's head, each point matching up to a javelin-sharp antenna.
"A Venomoth... And-" Before Dace could finish her sentence, the creature had already swooped down, fanning its wings. With a burst of wind, it was upon the group.
"Minnow, Tackle!" The Burmy flung itself directly into the path of the oncoming Pokemon, meeting head on with a resounding crack. The moth twisted its head aside, forcing the smaller creature into the ground, and then wrenched back, catching it in its horns and flinging it skywards.
"That's okay! Comet-" The Venomoth zipped into the air, spiralling past Minnow and into the open space above it. The Burmy dropped back to the ground, tucking and rolling as it hit. She tumbled to an upright posture, glaring at the enemy.
Without any warning, a purple light slashed across Minnow's side, and then exploded. The bagworm went sprawling, thrown off balance once more.
"What on earth WAS that move?" Dace shouted, glancing nervously upwards before sprinting over to tend to her wounded champion.
OOC: Ehhh... I'll fix this up a bit later, but the gist is there. Ubermoth on the attack.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Aug 12, 2009 16:43:06 GMT -5
"I don't know! It looked like Night Slash, but I've never seen it explode before!"
Durant knew that the Oddish had dashed already, but he knew that he had to look for her just the same. He quickly scanned the area, hoping to find it before the Venomoth did. It took a moment, but he spotted the Oddish's leaves as it slowly moved closer to a small cluster of trees that it sought to hide behind.
Durant attempted to call her back to him, but to no avail. He cautiously moved towards it until he suddenly took a strong blow to his back, propelling him forward into a tree. Durant was still for a moment then slowly crawled behind the tree.
OOC: Katana cantemes kettena ki! I started the seventh page! YES!
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Post by Beelzebibble on Aug 14, 2009 8:55:58 GMT -5
"Guys..." Dace jammed her hand into her pocket, yanking loose the piece of white cloth from earlier in their travels. She held it up before her, letting the others see it and their opponent at once. The trident symbol matched almost exactly to the jagged contours of the beast's head, each point matching up to a javelin-sharp antenna. OOC: Hey, wait, I call hijinx! Didn't Dace toss that to the ground after Taraek evolved? How does she have it now? Do you want me to ninja-edit Laksha giving it back to her in an earlier post?After striking Durant, the eerily glittering Venomoth reared around for another attack. But before it could dive, it buckled under as Ganesh slammed into it with the full momentum of his Rollout. The Venomoth screeched and flapped upward while Ganesh landed in the underbrush. Laksha was advancing, her hands rigid. "You hideous brute. You do not -- attack -- a human." Here she was expecting Ganesh, with his impeccable timing, to emerge from the trees with another attack, but he seemed to be held up. Then she saw him lumber onto the path, whimpering. He had taken an ugly bruise to the head. Laksha noticed one of the trees had been knocked a bit askew. "I'm sorry, Ganesh," she said quickly. "Odor Sleuth, then." Ganesh closed his eyes and lifted his trunk to the air, tracing the Venomoth's scent. He smelled dust, and something like feathers, and... Taraek. That was the blood the Venomoth had been sampling. Ganesh opened his eyes, startled, and recoiled. He was dragging his cushioned feet along the ground in fear.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Oct 9, 2009 17:38:33 GMT -5
OOC: Jiust change the line from "Guys..." to "Durant, Dace..." and have Laksha holding the fabric in the revision. Problem solved, no? BIC: "Durant!" Dace shouted, her voice rising to a ragged shrillness. All of the shouting was starting to take a toll on her vocal chords. The Venomoth circled back around, clearly focusing on the small grove of trees where the trainer and his Pokemon had taken shelter. It flapped its wings a few beats, and then dove into the folliage. It passed through the trees with a burst of leaves exploding out to all sides, and reemerged into view, breaking its peregrine swoop. It paused for a moment, holding something in its spined legs. Durant's Oddish was struggling fiercely against its opponent's deadly embrace, trying to writhe out of the painful grapple. The moth drew its head back for a moment, and then punched forwards. Its pointed mouthparts dug into one of the Oddish's rustling leaves, eliciting a stunned yelp from the grass Pokemon. The color began to drain from the leaf, the edges of it slowly browning and wilting. The pupils in the Venomoth's eyes narrowed in satisfaction. "You- YOU JERK! Minnow, blast them!" Dace shouted, both hands clenched into fists. The insect responded, little bits of electricity flicking in from the air around it, striking its antenna almost like a lightning rod. A corona of energy welled up around it, sizzling bits of leaf and fluff were drawn in and immolated against it. The yellowish glow soon turned towards a shade of bluish white, tiny spheres of power splitting off and exploding with dazzling flashes. "GO!" The bagworm obeyed, throwing itself forwards. The moment it landed, it slung its antenna forwards, and a series of six crackling projectiles fired in rapid succession from the very point. They streaked through the air, and hammered into the Venomoth, peppering it with stunning bursts. The winged one, convulsing and twitching momentarily from the attack, had its grip loosened enough for the frantic plant to slip its hold. The Burmy paused for a moment, trying to catch its breath. The large slash across its side seemed to be oozing with some manner of foamy ichor. OOC: Two RP posts in one night! It's a start. (Of course, it's also an attempt to make up for failing to post at ALL last night. )
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Oct 12, 2009 18:43:28 GMT -5
"Gotcha!" said Durant, as he caught his Oddish. Oddish's only reply was to make a weak noise. Durant momentarily considered throwing the rock he had picked up, but to do so would turn the Venemoth back on them, potentially putting Oddish back into the trouble the rock was originally supposed to get her out of.
After moving carefully behind a tree, he removed his backpack and sat down. Reaching in he pulled out a small plastic bag containing oran berries.
"Here you go Oddish." he said, holding one of the small blue berries out for her. Slowly, she leaned forward and ate the berry, causing some of the color in her leaves to return.
"There," began Durant with a small smile returning to his face. "are you ok now?"
"Odd." Replied Oddish resolutely.
Durant stared at Oddish, momentarily surprised by the lack of fear in her voice. As the amazement began to fade, an idea came to him.
"Oddish, I have a plan."
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Post by Beelzebibble on Oct 15, 2009 23:37:50 GMT -5
Laksha winced as she looked at the gash in Minnow's outer coating. It had to be more than an external wound... Then she noticed Durant administering a berry to the Oddish. Why, she could do as well as that, couldn't she? Weren't there--? Yes, a handful of berry varieties in a sealed pouch in her satchel. She turned them over ineptly with a finger, trying to find the right one.
Then she had it: a pink-orange, fleshy, nearly heart-shaped berry, pressed between her index finger and thumb. Even if Minnow's injury wasn't toxic, this would still serve to rejuvenate the bagworm slightly. She gestured Ganesh over and held the berry out to him. "Take this to Minnow, please."
Ganesh gently took the Pecha Berry and curled it into his trunk, then wheeled over to Minnow's position and rolled out his trunk to offer it to her. No sooner had she plucked it off his trunk than the Venomoth swooped low overhead, forcing Ganesh to spin abruptly back into the bushes.
OOC: FALLFISH MORE LIKE FILLERFISH
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Post by Tout-Perd on Nov 5, 2009 3:23:06 GMT -5
Dace didn't know quite what to say. It seemed that both of her pals were too busy patching up injuries to go on the attack... Not that she couldn't understand that. Healing and defense were essential, but the only chance that trainers of their level had was to gang up on a superior enemy and overwhelm them.
Still, Laksha taking time to heal Minnow's wounds... That was welcome. She should have had Ganesh go on the offensive, but she chose to protect the bagworm. Dace's lips curled upwards, almost forming a smile momentarily.
"Okay, guys, here we go. I'm gonna take the lead." She clenched her fists, and glared up at the Venomoth with defiance. Minnow glanced at her trainer. Her breathing was getting easier, the burning sensation in the wound dwindling away.
"You all just have to trust me on this one! Minnow, Tackle!" The Burmy gave an indignant grunt, but curled into a ball. A moment later, it unfurled, hurling itself skywards. Muddy water splattered the two girls, kicked up by the force behind Minnow's leap. It somersaulted through the air, orienting itself on the fluttering menace.
Once it found its target, it twisted about. By shifting its balance, it aimed directly at the spot the imago was flying towards. Minnow threw her head forwards, and plummeted like a stone. A few drops of blood leaked from her side, reopened by the effort to get airborne.
The Venomoth twirled aside, letting the Burmy shoot past. It flapped its wings, accelerating after its attacker, and sideswiped the smaller Pokemon. Minnow lost control of her maneuvers, the dive turning into a freefall. The moth spun again, diving beneath Minnow and hammering it with its hornlike antenna.
Minnow gave a wheezing squeak, flinching from the pain of its wounds.
"Come on, Minnow! Comet-" Dace was cut off as the Venomoth utilized its "horns" to scoop up the worm. With a mighty heave, it sent its victim careening helplessly into the treeline. There was a series of crashes, and then a loud thud.
"Minnow!" The young trainer yelped. There was a feeble peep from in the folliage, barely audible even in the relative peace of the Cerulean Cape.
"Just stay there, Minnow! I'll- I'll do something!"
OOC: Not so great, but I'm out of Dace practice. C'est la vie. I have the feel, almost. Just needs a wee bit of work.
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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Nov 10, 2009 22:25:58 GMT -5
Before Dace could even figure out what to do next, let alone put it into play, the Venomoth sped off in the direction of the downed Burmy.
Durant had watched Minnow get picked up and thrown by the Venomoth, and had been fortunate enough to see where he had fallen. But even so, there was no way he could make it to Minnow before the Venomoth had had it's with the small bug pokemon.
Durant looked over at Oddish when, suddenly, a plan struck him.
"Oddish, I want you to use sweet scent. We need to keep that Venomoth from getting Minnow." Oddish stared at him briefly, then began shaking her leaves violently, causing a very fine powder to be released into the breeze.
The powder smelled so sweet that Durant had to cover his nose while the Oddish continued shaking her leaves.
The sweet scent was having a similar affect on the Venomoth, causing it to stay still, obvious confused as to the location of it's prey, despite it's large orb-like eyes.
Durant ran to where the bagworm had fallen, before crouching down behind a tree. A quick look back up at the Venomoth told him that it was still confused about the location of Minnow.
After carefully picking Minnow up, Durant circled around the Venomoth and began running back to Dace, hoping that it's large eyes wouldn't spot them.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Nov 10, 2009 23:46:02 GMT -5
Laksha nodded. It plainly wouldn't do for Minnow to be the only one shouldering the offensive in this battle. Ganesh's Ground-based moves wouldn't be much use, but there was always Rollout... Or... No. He could do better than that. She called him in, and spoke her next instruction softly. "Rock Tomb. Aim for the wings."
Ganesh narrowed his eyes in understanding. After rolling a safe distance from the trainers and other Pokemon, he came to his feet beneath where the Venomoth was gliding overhead. The Phanpy shook his floppy ears and trumpeted loudly as he reared up onto his hind legs, then let his front feet smash back onto the ground.
He was agitated; Laksha could see this, and understood the impediment that posed to his concentration. She didn't mind that of the four moderately large, dirt-encrusted rocks that were slowly pulled up in a wide diamond configuration from beneath the forest floor, only three made it into the air and flew toward the Venomoth. As they converged, it was clear that two of them were honing in on the insect's wings, while the third made directly for its horned crest.
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