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It was warm - no, it was hot. It was very, very hot. But Aila was tired of spending her time indoors, and so she had settled in the shade of a certain cactus, her sleeves rolled up and her boots removed, to read. It was a more interesting book compared to her other investigations as of late, detailing the different geological formations one could find in a desert. She heard someone's voice in the distance, but she paid it no mind. The other Rockets, she found, were wont to training in the desert at all hours of the day. However, the sudden shape blurring past her, blue in color, served as enough to draw her eyes from the page. She lifted her gaze just as the intruder's found her.

She recognized those eyes. Oh, did she recognize them. Her expression shifted to one of utter distaste, and she had to restrain herself from striking with her book. No need to dirty perfectly innocent literature on such a putrid and filthy creature, after all.

"Hello," she said, her tone venomous, "you interfering whelp."

Her fingers twitched towards the pokeballs at her waist as she toyed with the idea of attacking preemptively. Those blue eyes, the same color as that Blue Orb that slipped out of her reach because of an Ice Beam to the ankles. She redirected her attention at the sound of a man's voice. Aila couldn't recognize the male for his features, but the fact that he was with this Vaporeon affirmed his identity. Mister "Attack First, Talk Never," was it? She stood, snapping her book shut abruptly.

"I wonder," she replied vaguely with a sideways glare in the direction of the Vaporeon.

An opportunity to pay back that Vaporeon for its past actions? Yes. A thousand times yes. She adjusted her sleeves slightly to tidy her appearance.

"Such a generous offer," she said, her smile betraying no ill will. "I dare not decline." Her hand hesitated between the two pokeballs clipped to her belt before she seized one, her decision made. "This is work time," she muttered to the container before pressing the release, an Ivysaur promptly emerging. Fleur, in light of the warning, arrived fully equipped with her game face.

So he finally recognized her. All the better, she mused. She would feel no guilt in treating this as more than a practice match.

"Fleur, I seek your best," she informed, receiving a confident "saur" in reply. "Razor Leaf."

A whirlwind of blade-like leaves exploded from the Ivysaur, advancing on the Vaporeon with deadly speed.

"Dodge away." As the charge of a thief, escape and evasion were the Ivysaur's specialty, even if her attacking force was largely sub par. Fleur had been educated thoroughly in a number of different dodging tactics, and she rifled through her memory to select the one most applicable to her circumstances. The grass pokemon, using a pair of vines, quickly thrust herself into the air, hurdling over the Surf and landing at the Vaporeon's side in a cloud of agitated sand.

"Sleep Powder." Aila's favorite move. Fleur gave a short shout as the spores burst from her flower.

There was no need for Fleur to struggle with the wet earth, and so Aila recalled her, reaching now for her second pokeball. The light it emitted took the form of a creature with doll-like features atop a skirt-like body. The Misdreavus turned on Aki, delighting in the idea of battle.

"Revenant, demonstrate your Psybeam," the trainer commanded. Revenant, however, had other plans, and instead employed a Mean Look.

Aila scoffed at the ghost pokemon's disobedience, but the battle would continue regardless.

"Perish Song."

Revenant spun in a half-circle to eye her trainer. What an insolent thing. Was she simply calling out any move of which Misdreavus were known to be capable? What use was Perish Song, at any rate? Instead, she would repay the Yawn with her Spite.