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Groaning, Chris pulled the Rocket issued uniform hat from his head running a gloved hand through his hair, ruffling the raspberry colored mohawk. Glancing down at the squirtle by his side he quirked an eyebrow. "Can't you do something useful, like... I dont know, send out a spray of mist? It's too damn hot."

The squirtle in question gave his trainer a pointed look, pausing a beat before taking in a large breath of air making Chris quickly step back, hands held out in the universal sign for peace. "Sorry, sorry, no need to spray me," grinning Chris dropped his hat on top of Cales head. "C'mon, I promised a visit to the beach after that last mission, yeah?" Chris' grin widened as Cale perked up at that, bending to squash the hat further on Cales head affectionatly.

The two had, for the last month, been on an inside mission at the islands research labs. Chris' out going and friendly personality easily able to infiltrate the labs allowing an easy escape for the two, a small bag of pokemon filled pokeballs in tow.

Cale practically ran towards the water, kicking up sand behind him. Chris, for his part, couldnt shuck the heavy black Rocket uniform off fast enough, stripping down to a white tee and swim trunks.

Eye skimming over the rather empty beach he smirked at the unguarded pile of poketech and clothes nearby, mind already formulating a plan for relieveing the owner of their tech.

Chris smiled at the sound of Cale splashing around, jogging towards the waters edge, stripping his shirt off before diving after him. Grabbing onto Cales shell Chris laughed as Cale pulled him swiftly further out to sea.

Cale drifted along the waters surface, Chris' arms draped across his shell as they both watched the gyarados and it's trainer. In Chris' case in amusment, while Cale was tensed tight as a bow string below him ready at any moment to go on the offensive should this pokemon come too close to his trainer.

Nudging Cales underbelly with a knee to to get the squirtles attention he motioned towards the shore. "Shall we greet our beach mates?" Chris' smile widened at the internal debate obviously going through Cales head and he thought for a moment the squirtle would out-right refuse before Cale slowly swam back, Chris trailing after.

Cale shook himself dry once they reached the shore, showering Chris with sea water. Sticking close to his trainer as Chris neared the only other person at the beach, almost causing Chris to trip a few times.

Giving a disarming smile, Chris held out a hand to the girl in introduction, "Names Chris, nice Gyarados you've got there."

Within seconds Cale was in front of Chris, on all fours and tail raised high, cheeks already slightly bloated with a half prepaired attack. Eyes without fear of the Gyarados before him and daring the giant worm to even try. He was a Rocket through and through.

Chris simply grinned, arms crossed across his chest "So long as you pardon my own." Glancing down at Cale for a moment he turned his attention back to the two before him, giving a one sholdered shrug. "How about a battle?"

Cale gave his own agreement with a curt nod, eyes still locked on the gyarados.

((500HP each. Random number 1-5. 1=miss(or a dodged attack for the poke being ttacked), even number=100HP damage, odd number=50HP damage.))

Chris took his time, walking back to their belongings, pulling his Rocket uniform back on. Walking back towards Cale he placed the hat atop his head, grin going from good natured to near sadistic. "So nice to see a good sport. Shall we begin? Cale! Withdraw, then Rapid spin!"

Cales eyes were bright in excitment. They didnt get the chance to battle often, Rocket headquarters prefering to keep them both undercover with their talents rather than rely on their brute force and Cale had been itching for a battle.

Charging at Dust, kicking up sand behind him, he withdrew quickly into his shell, spinning rapidly towards the gyarados, slamming hard into the other pokemons chest.

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Cale gripped the sand hard as water pulsed over him, the streamlineing of his shell taking off some of the pressure but still he tumbled back a few steps, eyes closed tight.

Frowning lightly Chris pulled his hat further down, shadowing his eyes. "Cale! Return attack with bite!"

Shaking himself, Cale rushed back towards Dust, snapping down hard only to get a mouthful of the gyarados fin, doing little damage.

Chris cursed silently, making a mental note to himself to request more battle missions.

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Chris was quick this time, at the first sign of Dusts attack yelling out to Cale. "Cale, withdraw quickly!"

Not questioning the order Cale immediatly withdrew into his shell, which took the brunt of Dusts attack.

"Now, follow up with water gun!"

Staying tucked within the protection of his shell Cale spewed a jet of water from the shells opening, sliding back slightly from the force of it, hitting Dust dead on.

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"Stay withdrawn Cale!" Chris instructed, watching helplessly as Cale was lifted in Dusts giant jaws before finally being released.

Skidding a few feet, thankful for the beaches sand to pad his landing, Cale withdrew from his shell. Without waiting for an order he charged Dust before the gyarados could move further away. Jaws clamping tightly around Dusts back, beak-like mouth digging harshly into Dusts scales. Giving his head a shake before releasing his grip, landing in a puff of sand.

Chris nodded his approval, uneffected by Cales apparent uninstructed attack.

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