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 Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 8:02 am
Even as Keegan helped her climb up onto the Skarmory's back Riza could sense that this Pokemon was a lot sturdier and tougher than she initially gave him credit for. She saw Keegan wave to someone and she looked over to see Mitsu getting into a battle with two Pokemon she'd never seen before. 'They must be Hoenn Pokemon,' she thought, also returning Mitsu's friendly wave and wishing that she had time to tell her that Ralts had evolved. Perhaps Mitsu would still be in Lilycove when they got back. But, before she could fully assemble her thoughts they were heading up into the sky towards Littleroot, Riza assumed. "Yeah, yeah, you were right," Riza conceded, her normally pale cheeks suddenly flushing as she realized his arms were around her. 'Relax, he's just making sure you aren't going to fall,' she thought, closing her eyes and trying to force the abnormal colour from her face. 'Nothing more.'
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 1:37 pm
Sam ran through Pewter City, confident she could beat the gym leader easy peasy. She stood in front of the sliding doors.
"Pewter City Leader:Brock" said the sign in front. Sam read it...and then read it again. She felt her confidence draining away. What if she failed? What if she couldn't do it? What if she got stuck here, in Pewter City, forever? What if- She shook her head. She took a deep breath, and walked through the doors. The Gym was strewn with rocks, creating a maze. She froze, not knowing where to begin. There where three paths in front of her. She took the one on the left. She tiptoed down the path. She wasn't exactly sure why she was tiptoeing, but it was just so quiet...
"HEY! Hey you! Are you here to challenge Brock?!" Sam flinched. A boy about her age came sprinting towards her. He stopped before her, smirking. "If you're here to challenge Brock, you have to get through me first. I'm Jerry, and you have to beat me before you can even come close to Brock. Good luck with that." He took a pokeball out of his pocket, and released a Geodude. "Bring it on." Sam smiled.
"Rock pokemon huh?" Jerry rolled his eyes.
"No Rock and Ground stupid." Sam laughed.
"Idiot." She said as she released Star from her ball. Jerry's eyes widened a tiny bit. "Good, you know what's coming. Star, Water Gun!" Star gathered a large jet of water in her mouth, and expelled it with such force, Sam was sure she saw the Geodude erode a bit as it was engulfed. The Rock Pokemon emerged, dripping but still standing (metaphorically of course).
"Geodude, Rock Tomb!" The Geodude crossed it's arms, and rocks fell from above, surrounding Star. As they hit the ground, some splintered stabbing Star. She flinched.
"Geodude, Rock Polish!" It crossed it's arms again, and focused inward. It's edges became sharper, but more streamlined. It dashed forward, now much faster then Star.
"Star, Water Gun again!" She gathered water in her mouth.
"Ah ah ah! Me first! Geodude Tackle!" The Rock Pokemon slammed into Star. Star took it hard, but retaliated by letting loose the jet of water. It blasted the Geodude to high heaven. Jerry gritted his teeth and recalled the Rock Pokemon. He took out another ball. "Sandshrew, Sand Attack!" The Sandshrew emerged, whipping up a sand cover. Star couldn't se a thing. She started firing off random shots of water. Some of the sand was getting her eyes, so even as the sand cleared a bit, she couldn't aim well.
"Star, Mud-Slap!" Star started kicking mud everywhere. It landed everywhere. Sam, getting used to it, had hid behind one of the rock structures, avoiding most of the mud. Jerry got a rather large glob on his feet. He jumped backwards.
"That's disgusting!"
"Get over it. Star, can you see the Sandshrew?" Star shook her head. "Okay Mud-slap again." Star flung mud again.
"So primitive..." Jerry made a tsking noise. "Sandshrew, Scratch!" The Mouse pokemon's claws glowed, and it lashed out. It left a deep claw marks across Star's face. Blood now ran into Star's eyes, only adding to her confusion. She was frustrated. She ran blindly forward, by sheer luck ramming the Sandshrew. She pinned it down. Taken by surprise, the Sandshrew could do nothing but Growl. Star, realizing she had a chance, lifted her head to Bite the Sandshrew's head off.
"Star, no! Water Gun, that's much more effective." Star fought against the order, but innately knew Sam was right. She hated admitting that. With her head still held high, she gathered water in her mouth, and spat it directly into the Sandshrew's face. It took the super-effective hit rather hard. Star's moves were getting stronger. Sam knew that meant Star's ability was kicking in, and she needed to end this battle soon.
"Sandshrew, hurry Defense Curl!" The Mouse Pokemon curled into a ball, now looking much like an armadillo. It's plates hardened, providing more defense.
"Quickly, while you still have it close, Water Gun!" Star expelled the water, this time more forcefully. It struck the Sandshrew, sending it flying backwards. As Star jumped up and down, Sam noticed something hanging around her neck. It melted in with Star's body every once in awhile.
"What the heck?" She shook her head. She would figure it out later.
"Star, use--"
"Wait! You win!" Jerry had recalled the fainted Sandshrew. "Jeez, you don't need to kill it. Happy now? You can go battle Brock. I'm the only other trainer in this gym." Sam breathed a sigh of relief. The first hurdle had been jumped. "Don't get too cocky though! Brock is way tougher then I am! You're probably going to lose on the first pokemon!" Sam mulled this over. She shrugged.
"I'll worry about it later. Let's go get our pokemon healed. I want my pokemon to be in perfect shape for my first Gym battle." And she wanted to figure out what the teardrop-shaped object around Star's neck had been.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 7:39 pm
"Hotmontop, try to get up quick! Rolling Kick!" Hitmontop was in trouble, he hurt himself bad with that last one. Brawly knew that another attack would be enough to finish him off in is current state, and it appeared that his opponent knew it as well. Already he was closing in to attack, taking the perfect opportunity that Hitmontop's confusion had given them. A ruthless attack tat he could respect. Hitmontop was staggering as he got up, looking at the oncoming attack with burning determination. Spinning quickly in place to build up momentum Hitmontop shot out with a single kick, meeting the Metangs mighty arm with is leg. A power struggle ensued, but Hitmontop was to disoriented to keep it up a struggle with a strong bodied pokemon like Metang. His leg gave out and Hitmontop was blasted back, landing on the ground flat on his back, unable to move.
"Hitmontop is unable to battle! Metang is the winner!" He didn't like it, but it was what it was. Hitmontop could not continued without risking is own health.
"Woh dude, you two put up a good fight. Your Metang is pretty strong, despite it's confidence problems." He said with a smile, calling back hitmontop and holding another in the same hand. "No time for breaks bro, let's jump right into the next one! Let's see you handle this one! Let's get a win Medicham!" Brawly threw out his second pokeball for the match, the white light erupting and taking the form of a humanoid figure with thick legs and a smaller upper body. The Medicham balanced on one leg and moved it's head in an odd manner.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 9:43 pm
"What the hell!" the nameless name shouted, watching the leaves on his Grovyle's arm burn, leaving ash and that nasty burnt smell in the air. "Eh. . .Quick Attack Grovyle!" he countered, pausing a bit to make sure he had the correct attack. The gecko wasn't in the greatest shape after the blisteringly hot attack. He swiped a tri-leafed arm across the bottom of his face, narrowing his eyes at the unknown Pokemon on the other side of the battlefield. His first step was with his right foot. The steps after that were distinguishable as a streak of bone white light shot behind him, like the tail of a comet at midnight.
"Master, may I take it from here?" Lucario asked quickly as he began to sense the Pokemon's hostile attack. His eyes were closed, hiding his blood red orbs. Sight wasn't something that he needed, he could just sense the aura of his opponent. "Uh, sure!" Mitsu replied quickly, seeing the attack coming.
Lucario's reply was a simple nod. Grovyle's dash was soon to make contact against the Aura Pokemon, only to have his target disappear. Lucario vanished, leaving a hazy image in his place. Next thing either trainer, and Grovyle for that matter, knew was a blurry blue and black figure slamming into Groyvle's left side. The Pokemon cried out. Having been attack first, Grovyle's attack completely missed.
"That attack was Me First, master," Lucario commented offhandedly.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 9:52 pm
Kilik let out a low whistle. "Impressive!" he said, feeling a chill run down his spine all of a sudden. Either it was just excited about the battle, or someone was talking about him. "Get 'im Mitsu!" The first attack, that Blaze Kick, blew his mind. Me First wasn't too shabby, either. He found it strange to be on the other side for once - the side that was cheering. He ran a hand through his hair. "This battle's yours!"
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"This one." Giovanni typed up some information into his computer and pulled up Kilik's trainer profile. As an official Pokemon Trainer, Kilik's information had been distributed amongst every Gym and was in the Pokemon League's main frame. Any Leader could find out about him if they felt the need to. Giovanni growled. "That cocky smirk he has in this picture..." he glared over to London, "he wears it all the time. Get a good look at him. That's the one you're looking for."
"You will arrive there in a very nonchalant fashion. Ride your Skarmory there. Or, if you'd rather it not get tired," he pulled a ball out of his coat and handed it to him. "Take my Fearow. It's up to you."
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 10:09 pm
The man growled, clearly unhappy with the tide of the battle. He was supposed to squash this brat's Pokemon and rub it in afterward! And this, obviously, was not going according to his plans. "Grovyle! Crush Claw!" he growled, showing some of his pearly whites in the process.
And of course, his Grass type would oblige. Having recovered from the admittedly impressive counterattack he shot forward once more, this time his right arm raised and the small claws at the tips of his leafy green arm glowing a brilliant white. He brought down the claw with a much force as he could onto Lucario's head. Lucario, however, ducked out of the way, effectively dodging the attack onto to be met face to face with another one. Grovyle, this time swinging his left arm, he made a swipe at Lucario. This attack too was another failed attempt, his attacks were much to reckless to compete with Lucario's honed senses and skills.
Seeing an opening Mitsu shouted, "Blaze Kick!" Even she could recognize the first attack that Lucario had use. It must have been an egg move she thought in some part of her mind that was not concentrating on the battle, after all it was highly improbable for a Steel type to have a Fire typed attack.
Already close to the attack, Lucario raised his leg once more. Fire seemed to spark out of no where, drawing in the oxygen to feed it's flame. The fire wrapped itself around Lucario's leg, somehow not harming the Steel type. He brought the leg smashing down onto Grovyle's head, not a shred of mercy in his ruby colored eyes. The Wood Gecko Pokemon crumpled under the attack. The damage was just to much to sustain and the fire only made things worse, burning off the leaves on his body before leaving harsh scorch makes on his green skin. Lucario removed himself from the battle, stepping away from the Pokemon a few paces. "Now," he said, his eyes hard and unforgiving, "apologize to my master."
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 10:54 pm
"Why yes, now that I ponder the thought, they are indeed brothers!" Ryka exclaimed with a hint of enthusiam. Oh, how they will enjoy each other's company! Her memories took her back to Celadon City, and her encounter with Eontri; how she and Kasiya had warded off the Rockets; most importantly, the rewards the two were given for their heroic efforts. And what prized rewards they were! And yet..
"Trading?" Ryka echoed, the surprised tone in her voice mirroring the look on her face. She, too, had never done such a thing. And yet, it really did feel like the right thing to do. "Yes, that is what matters. As long as the Pokemon are happy." Ryka smiled back at Kasiya, and turned her attention to Twilight. "Dearest Twilight, whatever you choose to do is fine with me. Whatever makes you happy will make me happy!" Now turning to Allegra, she added, smiling, "And Allegra, I would be honored to have you on my team."
Twilight, upon hearing his name, listened to to his trainer. She cares.. both of these girls do. He decided that it would be in his best interest to go with the other girl.. Kasiya, was it? She was nice. His brother was also one of her Pokemon, and family reunions aren't usually THAT horrible. In fact, he enjoyed the company of his brother. From deep in his throat, Twilight produced a deep, but affectionate mew, asserting his position in the decision. Then, after hearing the Skitty's approach at gaining his attention, Twilight made his way over to her. He gracefully sat down in front of the pink furball and poked the center of her forehead with one of his paws, as if saying "Welcome to the family, squirt."
Ryka watched this playful actions with delight and giggles. Twilight seemed to be happier now...but that's all that mattered. "Yes, I think that the two of them will enjoy being together." Ryka replied. In the back of her mind, another thought surfaced: would she be a good enough trainer for Allegra? She shook it off quickly, reassuring herself that she would do the best that she could. Always. "Yes, Kassie! Let's trade.'
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 8:27 am
Kasiya's heart raced with excitement the moment Ryka agreed to the trade, and for a moment she forgot to keep an eye on Nova, remembering the feisty little Charmander only when Oak let out a sharp cry as the lizard's flaming tail got a little too close to a precarious stack of research papers. "Sorry Professor," Kasiya said sheepishly as she put Nova back into her Pokeball, examining the papers. They were a little singed on one side and smoldering a bit but it soon fizzled out into a tiny plume of smoke.
Oak sighed. "It's all right, worse things have happened. Having all these Pokemon around may be wonderfully uplifting but it is also an occupational hazard, especially with the Fire-types." He too examined the stack but decided nothing important had been damaged. At least too much, anyway. He stepped out of the room for a moment before returning with two Pokeballs in his hand, or rather, one red and white Pokeball and a mostly white Premier Ball - Kasiya assumed they belonged to Twilight and Allegra respectively. "Since both Pokemon are currently here in my lab, I'll take care of your end of the trade, is that all right with you, Ryka?" Oak asked offhandedly, handed Kasiya the Premier Ball. "Okay Twilight, in you go," he said, and with that the Umbreon disappeared into the sphere in a slight flash of light.
Kasiya scooped Allie up off the floor one more time and planted a kiss on the kitten's forehead. "Now you be a good girl for Ryka, all right?" she warned, though her tone was affectionate. The Skitty let out a happy meow and nodded before she too was pulled back into her Premier Ball, and Kasiya followed Oak over to a corner of the room, watching with an amused smirk as he brushed stray papers, dust and other various odds and ends from what she soon recognized to be a trading machine.
It was a little outdated, nothing like the newer models Kasiya had seen and used in the Pokemon Centers to help her friends evolve their Pokemon (and she felt an angry tug at her heartstrings when she thought about a particular Golem) but as Oak flipped a switch, it buzzed to life. "Okay girls, are we ready?" he asked, looking to the screen at Ryka then back to Kasiya. Kasiya nodded affirmatively and stepped forward, placing the white Premier Ball on the left-hand slot. Take care of yourself, and Ryka too, she thought, smiling warmly at the sphere.
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An explosive cheer erupted from Jaeshan's throat when Brawly's Hitmontop did not get back up again, and for a brief moment Metang shared his trainer's excitement. He hovered back a few feet, red eyes staring unblinking at empty space until it was suddenly occupied by a new opponent, Brawly's Medicham. Jaeshan quickly pulled his PokeDex from his pocket to give the Pokemon a quick scan, frowning a bit when he realized he was up against a dual Fighting/Psychic-type. Metang was nearly spent and Jaeshan didn't want to push him too hard. He had gotten his first win in a Gym Battle and that was all Jaeshan really expected out of him.
The blonde teenager eyed the Medicham carefully. It looked speedy and agile and he didn't think Metang could keep up with it even had he been at full health. Thinking quickly of the Iron Claw Pokemon's available attacks, Jaeshan decided that if nothing else they would leave a mark, perhaps making things a little easier for whomever he were to send out in Metang's place. "Okay Metang, let's shake 'em up a little, give 'em a Scary Face!" he called out finally, deciding against using mental commands any further. His head already was throbbing as though someone had clubbed him with a bat and his hands were trembling slightly from the exertion and he didn't want to add to it. Memo to self, practice that a bit more before trying to use it in combat, he thought, doing his best to ignore his aching head.
Metang slowly began to move forward, his crimson eyes glowing brighter and meaner, making the Steel/Psychic-type appear quite fierce. He raised his two sharp, clawed hands into the air to add to the effect, turning his quiet, normal humming noise into an almost screeching, grinding noise, his appearance now truly terrifying.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 9:02 am
Keegan continued to grin broadly, especially after Riza admitted that he was right. After a moment or so he realized that he wasn't used to winning arguments such as these so he decided to relish in that fact, trying not to let himself touch upon those memories. He attempted to peer around to get a glimpse of Riza's face to see how she was holding up, and when he thought he saw a bit of a blush on her cheeks, he frowned. Okay, maybe she doesn't like flying, he thought, suddenly feeling a bit guilty and wishing he'd given her more of a chance to back out of his sudden trip to Littleroot. As usual, his lack of people skills failed him and he really didn't know what to say to try and make her feel better so he settled for giving her a bit of a reassuring squeeze, completely oblivious to the fact that she was already blushing because of him. "It shouldn't take too long," he said finally, loosening his hold on her a little. "Look, that's Mauville City below us now." Sure enough, the busy city was spread out beneath them like they were flying over a giant picture book, and Keegan could even make out the respective shapes of the Pokemon Center, Game Corner and even Wattson's gym passing by beneath them. In actuality he wasn't heading directly for Littleroot, namely because he wasn't quite sure where it was exactly. Instead he'd set his sights on Petalburg, knowing that he could easily get directions from there and then once their business was finished in Littleroot, they could simply fly back to Lilycove, hopefully in time for the gala this evening.
It wasn't much longer before they finally touched down in Petalburg, and almost instantly Keegan found himself looking up at a sign that pointed in the direction of the gym. He frowned and clenched his fists, knowing full well that Norman was next up on his list of gyms to challenge, but he wasn't prepared for that fight yet, nor did he have the time today. Look out Petalburg Gym, he thought, frowning in the direction the sign pointed. I'm coming for you. He calmed himself rather quickly and turned to help Riza down from Alvero's back. The Skarmory's chest was heaving and he looked visibly tired. "Thank you," Keegan said, hesitating for a moment before attempting to reach out and touch the bird, but quickly pulled his hand back as it snapped at him. "Okay then," he mumbled, quickly putting him back into his Great Ball and looking to Riza. "We'd better find someone who can direct us to Littleroot Town."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 11:00 am
"It's called a Mystic Water. It's an item that boosts Water-Type attacks by 10%" The Nurse Joy handed Sam her pokeballs. She stuck them in her pocket, and proceeded to the gym. As she approached, she felt the anxiety welling up again. Okay, as soon as this battle was done, she was going to get her mom to send her meds. Speaking of which, she hadn't called her mom yet! She was supposed to at every town! The doors opened with a familiar whoosh. She proceeded down the left path again. She snaked her way through the maze, finally ending in front a small platform. There, a boy a couple of years older then her sat feeding some pokemon. They didn't look like Rock-type...
"Oh hey, you must be that trainer that took down Jerry yesterday. I'm Brock, the Pewter City gym leader."
"Are those you're pokemon?" Sam was apprehensive.
"Yes, but I don't battle with these guys. They're just hatched. So are you ready?" Sam nodded uneasily.
"Then let's begin."
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 11:36 am
"Tch," the man grunted recalling his fallen Grovyle. Even with it's special Crush Claw attack received via breeding it wasn't enough to beat that weird Pokemon the girl owned. He grunted once more, incredibly reluctant to apologize for running into the girl. "Sorry," the muttered, his head bent down with angry shame. With that he quickly departed, shuffling his chunky feet along, the bulk of himself swaying side to side.
"An apology? Was that what this was all about?" she asked laughing slightly. It already seemed that Lucario was quite the gentleman, going as far as fighting to receive a simple apology. Mitsu inwardly chuckled, he sure is protective she thought.
"Yes, master," he replied, turning to face the purple haired girl. "What he did was rude and required an apology." The Pokemon gave her a serious look, his arms stiffly by his side. The battle hardly phased him at all, leaving no scratches or any wounds at all.
"Well, thank you," Mitsu replied, "and please call me Mitsu." The title master seemed just too formal. Nor did she really feel like she was above any of her Pokemon. It was much too strange to have these magnificent creatures calling her master, as if they were below her.
"I cannot master," he replied with all seriousness.
"Mitsu."
"Master."
"Mitsu."
"Master. . .Mitsu?" he replied. His eyes sparkled with confusion. It was so. . .informal to him. He had been taught otherwise. "Master Mitsu," he tried again, hoping the words would feel less foreign in his mouth.
Mitsu sighed, she'd work on it. "Okay, I suppose that's fine," Mitsu said knowing she wouldn't get much farther than that. Perhaps their time together, their travels, would change things.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 11:45 am
Mitsu smiled, quite happy with her battle and new Pokemon. "Return, Lucario," she said holding the red and white sphere in her outstretched arm. The traditional red beam shot forth, enveloping the Pokemon in the red light. He soon melded with the light and was sucked back into the Pokeball. She thought about taking a trip to the Pokemon Center, but it wasn't really needed, after all her Pokemon were all in tip-top condition already. "I suppose I should go do a bit of shopping," Mitsu mused, "Tate and Liza did demand I get a TM for Lucario. And Psychic at that, not a bad choice at all."
She turned around soon spotting the boy in the yellow shirt. It had only been a short while, a few days at that, and yet she already felt oddly close to the boy. Perhaps it was the whole a friend of a friend kind of thing. After all he was rather close to Kasiya and Mike, her first two friends on her journey. Whatever it was, it was nice having company and she wouldn't question her good fortune too much. "Kilik," she began, "I've got some errands to run. I don't want to bore you so I'll just catch up with you when the ship leaves for Sinnoh, okay?" She gave him a reassuring smile and lightly touched his arm, "Oh, and try not to injure yourself anymore okay?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 12:16 pm
Kilik was humored by the quick exchange of words between Lucario and Mitsu. It was rather cute. His mind had been blown by the power that Pokemon possessed and he really wanted one of his own now. It seemed like a Pokemon that was very 'him'. Suddenly, he felt her touch his arm. He had somewhat zoned out. She was leaving? But he had just gotten to know her better! That's not fair. I mean, sure, we've been traveling and together for two days, but it seemed to go by so quickly. But I guess I will see her on the boat... Kilik laughed a bit.
"I'll try. You know me," he said, "Always having to save the day." If Mike's not around to do it, who will be? he thought with a quiet sigh. "It's been a blast Mitsu. I guess I'll see you later." Suddenly, he felt his heart jump into his throat and pound heavily. When he went in for the hug, a shaky hand lifted her chin up. No. Kilik, stop it, he thought. When he hugged her, the boy planted a very soft, somewhat timid kiss on her lips.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 12:32 pm
What. That was her first thought. Her only thought really. The sudden kiss made her heart freeze and the blood rush right up to her cheeks. They were soon set ablaze, a tomato red if you will. She returned the kiss lightly, just for a second, before pulling away. It really was a bit overwhelming, especially since they'd really only gotten to know each other for the past two days. "I-I-I'll see you soon Kilik," she said, trying to cover up the blush. She turned and walked off toward the Department Store, half hurrying. She felt embarrassed and didn't want to stick around for the awkwardness that was sure to be there soon after. It . . . was. . nice though she thought, hurrying off into the store.
The cool, temperature-regulated air hit her burning face as the sliding glass doors opened with a light whoosh. Mitsu let go of the breath that she didn't know she'd been holding. A few shoppers gave her an odd look before continuing on thier way. She stepped into the metal elevator, jamming the "Roof" button before standing back, letting the cool air rush over her. "That was unexpected, she muttered to herself, eyes closed tight, her face still red.
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Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 3:31 pm
The mid day sun felt even hotter on the roof of the multistory building than it did at the beach. At least the beach had a nice breeze, up here was just dry, hot air. Not that that wasn't a marketing gimmick Mitsu thought with a sarcastic laugh. But she'd bite anyways. She inserted a few coins into one of the various vending machines located oh-so conveniently on the rooftop. With a pop, shhh, and a ka-chunk! the ice cold lemonade dropped from the machine. She snapped opened the top and took a big swig. Mmm, it was good.
Mitsu absentmindedly walked back into the elevator, electing not to stay on the rooftop with the harsh sun beat down on her. The view was nice and she could barely spot a certain boy in a certain yellow shirt. She wondered where M.A. was. The trip to Sinnoh would be, well, interesting to say the least. Once back inside the metal box she punched in floor three, hoping that was where the TMs were located. After a few more unsuccessful tries she'd manage to find her way to the TMs. There were isles upon isles of the glimmering disks. Fingering though some of the more familiar ones like Flamethrower Mitsu finally located the purple-pink disk. The little tag read "Psychic - $3500." It was a bit pricey for her current funds, which were a tad light in her wallet. But ah well, she'd have to get it anyways, she didn't want the twin's Pokemon pestering her about it later. Besides, they were gym leaders, they had to know a thing or two about Pokemon.
She exchanged the usual polite banter with the clerk before tucking the disk into her bad. She's administer the disk once she was outside which as it so happened to be was moments later. Chucking her empty can of lemonade into a nearby silver trash bin she released Lucario from his Pokeball. "I've got a TM for you. It's Psychic," she said holding the disk and pressing it lightly to his forehead. It began to glow as the Aura Pokemon began to absorb the knowledge. The disk began to loose it's luster and began to shatter. It broke into a messy pile on the floor.
Mitsu made a move to clean up the mess when she was stopped by a black paw with a steel spike resting in the middle. "Master," he began before Mitsu gave him a look, "Mitsu. Master Mitsu, I will handle this." He moved his hand away from the trainer and closed his eyes, hovering his paw in the general direction of the broken technical machine. A blue aura. much like Karri's green aura, surrounded himself and the disk. The broken pieces began to float up individually and soon enough Lucario had complete control of the attack. It came so naturally, in fact it functioned much like his sense of aura did. He threw away the trash into the same silver bin that recently had made room for a crumpled lemonade can.
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