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 Posted: Wed May 05, 2010 10:09 pm
"Yamir! Pummel that dummy! Attack!"
From above came a tiny battle cry as a dart of feathers and dark coloring launched itself straight at the stuffed training dummy with vigor; unfortunately, a wooden pole with stuffing often beat a tiny bird trying to pull off a Headbutt attack. Without so much as making a dent on contact, the dark Pidgey "stumbled" backwards as it tried to clear the stars dancing infront of it's eyes.
"Gey....?"
Gloved hands caught him before he could hit the ground. "You moron." The stern words held an undertone of affection as the bird was sprayed with some Potion. "I thought we were practicing that new TM move I got ya, not Headbutt." The pidgey cooed at the Grunt and nibbled on her fingertips as a manner of apology.
".....Alright, fine. I forgive you." With a small grunt, Jen tossed the grey pidgey back into the air before stepping back from the training dummy to resume thier training session. "Yamir! One more time! Use Thief!"
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 6:50 pm
Jen wasn't the only one looking for a bit of training. Nikki came through the doors of the training room, followed by a black Pidgeot with a flowing crest of red and blue. She paused and lifted a brow as she noticed the monochrome Pidgey.
That... certainly brought back some memories.
However, the agent just huffed, annoyed at the fact that someone else was occupying this space.
"Do you mind? I had this gym reserved." What idiot didn't tell her this? She reserved this place for a reason, so that she wouldn't bump into other people.
Darkfeather noticed the Pidgey as well, and fluffed up his feathers in aggitation.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:04 pm
The sound of footsteps behind her caught Jen's attention, pulling it away just as Yamir managed to pull off a successful (yet still somewhat ungraceful) attack on the training dummy. He sulked at his trainers' lack of notice and nibbled on the brim of her hat to gain no response.
Jen was too busy staring at the Agent that had walked in on their session. Normally she would have moved on and let another take her spot; yet...
Raising an eyebrow at the blunt statement, the grunt stared at the agent straight in the eye. "Unfortunately, I saw no sign on the door, recieved no email, and..." she chuckled, "No one stopped me in the hallway when I came down here earlier. So, bad news for you, I knew nothing about you claiming the gym as your own." A smile that borderlined on a smirk. "Besides, we got here first and we arent leaving. So, either you go to the other gym or deal with sharing the gym with us."
Yamir, on the other hand, blinked and tilted his head at Darkfeather's aggressive aura, confused.
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2010 7:13 pm
Apparently this grunt failed to noticed that Nikki outranked her. Or she was just an idiot. She voted the latter.
The blonde narrowed her eyes at the sassy retort. "Well now you know. And last I knew, grunts didn't get the call the shots. If you don't plan to leave willingly, then I'll just make you leave." She snapped back, a glare shot at the Pidgey.
After all.. you couldn't really train if your Pokemon was out of commission and she knew that little ball of feathers wouldn't last two seconds against her Pidgeot.
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 5:25 pm
Jen frowned at the Agent with a great deal of distaste. Apparently, she hadnt realized this "lowly" grunt wasnt going to bend and obey like a good little mindless minion.
"I may not call the shots but i'm not leaving. Like I said, I got here first." She smirked slightly as Yamir flapped his wings and returned the glare directed at him. 'And make me leave if you want, but it wouldnt be too much of a fair fight, eh?"
Jen pointed at the bird pokemon standing next to Nikki. "He may be a touch old bird, but I refuse to let him knock my pokemon into next week."
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 7:59 pm
"Well that's just too bad isn't it? Because I'm here now. You're called a grunt for a reason, and grunts who don't listen to their superiors, don't last very long."
But when she called Darkfeather "old", both her and the Pidgeot narrowed their eyes.
"Darkfeather. If you please."
The black Pidgeot fluffed up his feathers, and with a loud shriek, flew at the much smaller Pidgey. As far as Nikki was concerned, the Pidgey wouldn't have a choice in the matter unless its owner recalled it and scooted along.
One wing was suddenly hard as metal as DF swung it at the tiny bird in a Steel Wing attack.
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Posted: Sun May 09, 2010 10:07 pm
WAH! HOLY SNAP!
Both Grunt and Pidgey dove for the ground as an over-large wing was launched at them but neither could fully dodge; little Yamir paniced and flew off of Jen's shoulder as said trainer was knocked into the nearest training dummy with a loud crash. Sadly, the little pidgey didnt make it far and was slammed into the wall. Knocked out for the count, the tiny bundle of feathers fell to the ground with a small thump.
Ow....that had hurt...Jen laided there with the wind knocked out of her. The Grunt was fairly certain she had some "lovely" sets of bruises but nothing, fortunately, was broken. With a groan, she pushed herself into a sitting position and glared at Nikki.
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:17 pm
What. Did the grunt honestly think she wouldn't follow through with her threat?
The blonde smirked as Darkfeather gave the smack down, literally. However, as she caught Jen's glare, Nikki folded her arms and glared right back.
"Get in my way again and your remains will be stuck in the treads of my boots. Grunts should know their place."
Darkfeather landed and roused his feathers before stomping his way back to his trainer.
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:30 pm
Granted, she probably deserved a Steel Wing to the face for mouthing off to a higher-up but what caused Jen's blood to start boiling was her poor pokemon; Yamir couldnt even get himself to safety, not against a high level pokemon like this persons' Pidgeot.
Resisting the urge to spit on the ground as she heaved herself to her feet, Jen continued glaring at Nikki as she scooped up the injured pokemon into her arms.
"I do know my place, thank you very much! Unfortunately, I dont take well to school-yard bullies who beat down on helpless pokemon." Walking towards the door, Jen paused with a hand on the handle and glanced down at her Pidgey who was slowly coming back into the world of the living. Oh how she wanted to say more but Yamir was more important. Biting down on her lip, the Grunt wrenched open the gym door and, with one last glare at Nikki, took off down the hallway at top speed as the door slammed shut behind her.
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Posted: Mon May 10, 2010 8:41 pm
"Obviously you don't." Nikki said as the girl left and slammed the door behind her.
The blonde smirked, quite pleased with herself. This was Team Rocket after all, not elementary school. The sooner Jen realized that, the better off she'd be. She didn't deserve a Pokemon like that anyway.
"Now that's out of the way, shall we begin, Darkfeather?"
The Pidgeot chirped an affirmative in response.
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