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 Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:04 pm
Blood_Goddess    Oh good! He fell, that should make things a little easier, She couldn't help but smile a little at the determined look on Shuppet's face as he held fast to the Biker. Faleen wasn't stupid enough to try and match strengths with the man, she just aimed to get in, snatch what she needed to stop the fire Pokémon and get away from him before he could react. That isn't what happened though. She felt a shot of intense heat behind her; she didn’t even have time to smell the burning of fabric and hair before she forced herself to get out of the way, closing her eyes again the brightness as she dropped and dove away from it, rolling over her shoulder in the dirt before pushing her hands to promptly get her back to her feet. She was further from her target now, and the small of her frayed and burnt hair and the fabric of her shoulder filled her nose. Noticing that her arm felt hot, she yelped in surprise when she looked down to see that her glove had caught fire. It was amazing how quickly she managed to rip it off, and stomp it into the ground. Checking her hair and shoulder over just in case… she was going to need to get this hair trimmed now. Her eyes narrowed at the Charmeleon, knowing she couldn’t take her eyes off of it without her pokemon there. Lucky for her, Absol and Umbreon had both replied to her calls, she just hoped they had taken care of that Flareon. Both the pokemon attacked the fire lizard. Umbreon with as much strength as he could muster, feeling most of his life draining away much more quickly now that he was moving around, launching a Dark Pulse, before he hit the ground by the bike and tumbled into the dirt with a resonating yelp from the poison and seized his body stiff. Absol, already having trouble seeing from the sand in his eyes, didn’t take any chances, sticking to his Arial Ace to ensure that he hit. There only concern was to get the attention away from their Master Umbreon looked horrible, and Absol didn’t look any better off, they were not going to last much longer, so if Faleen couldn’t get to the pokeball’s now, all she would have left to rely on was her Shuppet, and she did not like those odds. Leaving the smoldering glove on the ground, Faleen grabbed up the taser she had dropped. Then darted over, getting close enough to shoot the bards into the man’s skin and pump him full of charges. Right as Shuppet Let go to avoid getting hit from it as well. "AAAGH!" The taser hit its mark, pumping the big man full of electricity. Pain seered through his body and caused his muscles to tense up. Dazed and disoriented, the man simply groaned, unable to move. The Charmeleon cried out as it was ganged up on and struck with both attacks, knocking it flat. However, it wasn't done with yet and pushed itself up. Still, a considerable chunk had just been taken from his HP. The fire type, now distracted from Faleen, glanced between the two Pokemon and shot another Flamethrower at the Absol.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:15 pm
Rocket Agent Seth "AAAGH!" The taser hit its mark, pumping the big man full of electricity. Pain seered through his body and caused his muscles to tense up. Dazed and disoriented, the man simply groaned, unable to move. The Charmeleon cried out as it was ganged up on and struck with both attacks, knocking it flat. However, it wasn't done with yet and pushed itself up. Still, a considerable chunk had just been taken from his HP. The fire type, now distracted from Faleen, glanced between the two Pokemon and shot another Flamethrower at the Absol. When he stopped moving Faleen threw herself to her knees next to him, scrambling to grab at the pockets of his vest and pants to pull the pokeball for his Pokemon out so she could return them. Sending more charges into the biker for good measure to keep him still. Absol didn't even have time to howl when he was engulfed in flame, his chest erupting in burning pain, and he threw his head up, immobilized in the attack. When it blew past him the Absol was on the ground, not moving. Umbreon struggled to his feet, but was to weak to attack, his dark red glare locked onto Charmeleon growling deeply. Shuppet swooped toward the fight, using his Destiny Bond to link himself with Charmeleon's fate, as a last resort if needed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:21 pm
Blood_Goddess When he stopped moving Faleen threw herself to her knees next to him, scrambling to grab at the pockets of his vest and pants to pull the pokeball for his Pokemon out so she could return them. Sending more charges into the biker for good measure to keep him still. Absol didn't even have time to howl when he was engulfed in flame, his chest erupting in burning pain, and he threw his head up, immobilized in the attack. When it blew past him the Absol was on the ground, not moving. Umbreon struggled to his feet, but was to weak to attack, his dark red glare locked onto Charmeleon growling deeply. Shuppet swooped toward the fight, using his Destiny Bond to link himself with Charmeleon's fate, as a last resort if needed. Rummaging through his pockets Faleen would find... a wallet, a pack of cigarettes, a picture of the biker with a couple of shirtless hula girls... Oh there they were! Two pokeballs were found. The Charmeleon snarled at the Shuppet, but attacked it anyway, leaping at the ghost with a Fire Fang attack.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:28 pm
Rocket Agent Seth Rummaging through his pockets Faleen would find... a wallet, a pack of cigarettes, a picture of the biker with a couple of shirtless hula girls... Oh there they were! Two pokeballs were found. The Charmeleon snarled at the Shuppet, but attacked it anyway, leaping at the ghost with a Fire Fang attack. "Shup Shuppet!" The determined little ghost didn't shrink back in the attack, he frowned, eyes narrowed, ready to take the hit and daring the Charmeleon on. "RETURN!" both Pokeballs were held up, Faleen's voice cracked with stress, adrenaline pumping through her body, seeing the last of her pokemon being attacked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:34 pm
Blood_Goddess "Shup Shuppet!" The determined little ghost didn't shrink back in the attack, he frowned, eyes narrowed, ready to take the hit and daring the Charmeleon on. "RETURN!" both Pokeballs were held up, Faleen's voice cracked with stress, adrenaline pumping through her body, seeing the last of her pokemon being attacked. And just like that, the Charmeleon was sucked away into its ball in mid leap. Along with the fainted Flareon nearby.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:52 pm
Rocket Agent Seth And just like that, the Charmeleon was sucked away into its ball in mid leap. Along with the fainted Flareon nearby. Faleen remained kneeling for a few moments once everything went quiet, her arms still up and outstretched, eyes open wide, locked on the aria where the Charmeleon had been. Hands starting to shake a little she lowered the two pokeball that she had withdrew the fire types into down into her lap. With a deep breath let out of her lungs, she sank back onto the ground, reaching her bare hand up to brush the hair out of her eyes, looking up when Shuppet swooped back over to her, cooing in a concerned tone, but floating around excitedly that she had stopped the charmeleon. She didn't forget to send a couple more charges into the biker, tossing his wallet back at him, letting it bounce off his face, before she addressed the ghost. "... I think we might need to work on that a little more" followed by an awkward grin, she yanked the barbs out of the biker. Jogging over to her pokemon, both were on the ground, not moving, though Umbreon was panting, eyes still open. "Poison" she noticed, kneeling next to him with a frown. "Come on, get in" She would have time to deal with this later, she needed to get as much distance from the biker as she could, and make sure he wasn’t going to follow her. Pulling both of their balls from her thigh, the two pokemon were withdrawn, and placed back into the strap around her leg along with the two she had just taken. Grabbing up the burnt glove, making sure to leave nothing behind, she darted back into the forest, Starting to notice the sting of burns and the pain of the cut in her arm once she reached her backpack. She just grabbed it and continued on, taking the long way back, leaving Shuppet out as a scout to make sure she wasn’t followed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:55 pm
Faleen would have nothing more to worry from the biker, he would not be going anywhere for a while thanks to the numerous jolts from the taser.
Seth, however, had seen the whole thing, and was waiting for her and one more person to return.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 8:59 pm
Relaxing a little once she draw closer to The aria they were to gather together, a sigh slid out of her lips, working the backpack onto her shoulders now. Her hands gripped the straps tightly, looking up when she stepped out of the forest, and saw that there was a small group that had already returned.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:02 pm
"There's a first aid kit in the trunk," Seth's monotone voice informed Faleen as she arrived. "But first hand over the Pokemon, except the one you plan to keep."
No congratulations or anything, just instructions.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:20 pm
"Sir" she acknowledged, reaching down to pick up the two pokemon that she had taken, walking over to Seth, even though her gaze was on the two balls.
Her first reaction was going to be to hand them both to the Elite. and she almost did so, without hesitation, neither of them were dark, she didn't want to waist her time on pokemon like that,
But something got her thinking as she held the two balls in her hand.
The grunt took only a moment, frowning down at the two balls, looking almost as if she was trying to make a decision.
Finally, she closed the hand around the Charmeleon's ball, and held the Flareon out to Elite Seth.
Ugh, she couldn't believe she was doing this, taking in another non-dark.
But... for the time being, it could prove to be useful to some questions she needed answers for.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 9:40 pm
Seth was still in the tree, waiting for the last grunt to finish up his task. However, he did eye Faleen carefully as she seemed to be making up her mind. A brow arched slightly when the grunt made her choice.
"Leave it with the rest." There was already some pokeballs sitting at the base of the tree.
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Posted: Sun Nov 21, 2010 10:09 pm
Faleen blinked at when he said, glancing around to look for the pile he had mentioned, tilting her head softly when she saw the pokeballs sitting at the base.
"Oh, yes sir"
There were quite a few already, she noticed as she walked over to the pile and set down the pokeball she was not keeping.
Once it was out of her hand, she walked back over to the van, to get into the back for the first aid kid, and supplies to treat her pokemon, her Shuppet floating along behind her, looking very surprised that his Master had kept one of the pokemon.
Along the way however her face grew a little more red, dropping the bag down and throwing her new pokemon's pokeball against it, in an almost frustrated manor.
Damn it, what was she doing with that thing?
She left it laying there while she released her pokemon, and started to treat herself and them.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 3:38 am
Rocket Agent Seth (( D'oh I didn't see this post. Sorry. )) The Ice Beam hit, knocking the Pikachu head over tail several times before it skidded to a stop on its back. "Chuuu," it groaned, but remained unfrozen as it picked itself back up. He glared at the Glaceon, angry sparks flying. "Slam it!" The kid called. "Piii..." The Pikachu hunched over with its tail in the air, as if getting read to pounce. It then lept forward in attempt to throw its weight at the other Pokemon. "CHU!"
As the electric type poised itself to spring Skiron thought fast, and moved faster. Using a Quick Attack the ice type attempted to evade his foe's assault, and to race towards the pikachu's trainer at the same time. If he did manage to get out of the way of the slam, he aimed to tear open one of the child's pockets in the hope of spilling out any pokeballs that might be stored there.
Well, apparently he was superfluous; although his face remained icily impassive, internally Frost was rather pleased that Skiron had taken the initiative. Had he waited for orders, he wouldn't have stood any chance at all of dodging the Slam attack at all.
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Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2010 5:25 pm
TawnyAngel ((^^ No worries))
As the electric type poised itself to spring Skiron thought fast, and moved faster. Using a Quick Attack the ice type attempted to evade his foe's assault, and to race towards the pikachu's trainer at the same time. If he did manage to get out of the way of the slam, he aimed to tear open one of the child's pockets in the hope of spilling out any pokeballs that might be stored there.
Well, apparently he was superfluous; although his face remained icily impassive, internally Frost was rather pleased that Skiron had taken the initiative. Had he waited for orders, he wouldn't have stood any chance at all of dodging the Slam attack at all. Considering the accuracy of Slam, it wasn't terribly difficult to avoid. However, the kid yelped in surprise when the Glaceon tore past him and ripped a new one in his shorts. "HEY! My comfy shorts!" He shouted, as the stuff fell out, including lunch money and extra pokeballs. The Pokeball he had used to call out his Pikachu was still in his hand. "What's the big idea?! Sparky thunderbolt it!" "CHU!" The angry and indignant Pikachu turned and fired another bolt of electricity at the ice type.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 6:53 am
Rocket Agent Seth Considering the accuracy of Slam, it wasn't terribly difficult to avoid. However, the kid yelped in surprise when the Glaceon tore past him and ripped a new one in his shorts. "HEY! My comfy shorts!" He shouted, as the stuff fell out, including lunch money and extra pokeballs. The Pokeball he had used to call out his Pikachu was still in his hand. "What's the big idea?! Sparky thunderbolt it!" "CHU!" The angry and indignant Pikachu turned and fired another bolt of electricity at the ice type.
His muscles were screaming at him, every movement was far more difficult than it ought to be, and so it was something of a relief to Skiron when that signal was given. A sharp whistle: break normal combat. Alpha: the enemy's current pokeball. Here: get it to his master. He could do that. He hoped.
Snarling furiously, Skiron feinted towards the pikachu for a moment before turning and leaping at the young trainer. Clawing at the boy's hand, he attempted to get his jaws around the pikachu's pokeball before beating a retreat to Frost's side with another Quick Attack. If he could get that done, the electric type threat would be gone... but then there were the other pokeballs. He would have to get hold of them too. He couldn't last out in a fair fight against a fresh adversary, unless they were very weak that was.
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