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((<_< Well, we're here and around for one more round...))

((But yeah, I got screwed the hell up about you saying flinching and such, going back here to my attack turn and everything...))


Burnout held, just, as bubbles would hit him, but at least there, as he was pushed back, he held!

He was still intact! His glass dome protecting his flame, it was a close call, but it was there, and he was still in this, as was Salacia, as the Lampent glanced to the Quagsire and nodded.

They needed no further instruction, they were fighting now and together, they had to make this a good round, and they needed to give it their all!

Just as he would give it his, the fire lit within him and burning bright, he let it build, until his dome's metal lamp cover would rattle back and forth from the pressure, the dried water turning to steam as he readied himself...

The Ninetales and Poliwhirl were both already low on stamina... and he certainly knew Jasmine didn't want a killing blow... if he could try and take them both out at once, with Salacia's assistance!

His Heatwave broke free, fire rending the air into waves of scorching air, pushing all the way back to Leap and Percival!


((EDIT: Gah, 10 vs 10, looks like it's up to Salacia next << ))

Though a voice that seemed to be fitted to nothing would strive to draw the girl away from the fight. It would speak and demand all in the same motion ....., but there would be nothing to connect the voice too as it snapped at her.

"WELCOME To The Battle Arena, come away from there and take your test!"

It would simply rant. The voice would allow itself to echo for a moment as it bounces off the walls and come back in double spades .....before it would speak again.

"You are here to determine if you have a right to your place in the academy, and so, you will be tested in battle. Now, before we can get you to that point, you must tell me how you want this battle to go ....as a Tutorial or do you simply want to leap straight in and battle without instructions?"

The voice would ask ....though it still sounded a bit snappish.

It was over, finally! The Poliwhirl went down!

But before Jasmine could congratulate Salacia and Victoria, the Ninetales turned with its full fury upon them in retaliation. Suddenly far more vicious and focussed in its effort than ever before in the battle, "Burnout, break its concentration!!"

The Lampent glowered upon the Ninetales, it was Extrasensory, it was a battle of wills here.

That was of course the secret to psychic moves... and as he would focus outward, his round, empty eyes stared straight into the Ninetales', unblinking, unchanging, he sought to make the Ninetales blink, break its hold of the move!

((Jazz. I've said this almost every post now. Your turn order was altered by the flinch. You attack when I attack. xp ))

((Though I suppose that's now irrelevant.))

(19 - 8 ) + (14 - 14) = 11 DMG

Burnout HP: -7

Staring Percival in the eyes would do the Lampent no good when they were closed. His eyes, his ears, even the Ninetales nose had shut itself off to the world. All that mattered not to him now. His mind had become a spear, sharp and focused, intent on piercing his opponents mind, shattering it in a single decisive blow.

After a moment the golden aura would fade, and to all those watching it would seem as if the move had failed; but through the eyes of the Lampent the world briefly transformed into some sort of psychedelic nightmare. It was if the very air were laced with acid.

Then Percival's eyes would open, and Burnout would fall.

Black steel struck the ground with a heavy clang, the Ghost-Type's flame snuffing out upon impact. In it's place a fine mist now wisped about like trapped smoke.

Though the odds still leaned in their opponents favour, this battle had just become far less one sided. It was by luck alone that Salacia hadn't been the target of this attack.

Snorted slightly, Percival would stand up, hackles rising. Yellow eyes narrowed, the Fire-Type watched his remaining opponent carefully.

"Now's not the time for pleasantries Percival! Extrasensory!" The merchant child barked, clearly willing to push their present luck "Either they fall or we do!"

Blinking once, the Ninetales would merely nod in response to the unexpected command. Closing his eyes, the golden aura of his attack would once more lace his fur...but rather then consuming Salacia as it had Burnout, the aura would center itself near the Water-Types posterior...as if it were saying something about her brain's location.

Images would fill the Quagsire's brain. Lists of items too numerous to count. Sheet after sheet of paperwork. Inventory logs. Shipment Requests. Delivery receipt. He was pushing his memories upon her, of all the things he'd seen and heard in the storerooms and warehouses of more then one hundred shops!

The voice would become silent. It wasn't the Monotone voices from before, but instead something completely new .....as the little bird would appear and a few feet away something would seem to come from the shadows. A pokemon of the fire type ...as it's multiply tails would flick behind it ....as the Vulpix appeared.

"As you wish,"

The voice would answer her declarations of battle as a potion would appear at her pokemon's feet.

"Beside your pokemon is a potion, have your pokemon drink it and begin your attack."

The Vulpix would flick her ears once before sitting down on her haunches and licking her fur. Her tongue smoothing the one spot on her hindquarters that stood up as she looked for all the world like she was ignoring this battle instead of readying herself for it.

Though one eyes was locked on her opponent, so that within a moments notices she would be ready to spring away in her own defense.

Vulpix
lvl:2/Relaxed
Hp: 14 Pp: 17 Att: 7 Def: 8 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 7 Sp def: 7
moves: Ember, Faint Attack
Exp to be gained: 38


(Yes)

( 2 - 4 ) + ( 8 - 8 ) = -2 (just my luck, right? :/)





TABRufflet (♂)

TABlvl: 2/ Naughty
TABAtt: 8 Def: 7 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def; 6
TABMoves: Peck, Leer, Tailwind

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TABiHp ღ Pp ღ Exp
TABTt15 | 17 | 0/100
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((Work post, wheee >_>))


Jasmine stood on... And there was evidenced their worst fears, as Burnout fell, his eyes turned into slits so thin that they barely looked more than scratches in the glass, smoke still hissing out of the top of the lamp's lid, she just bit down.

Again, she was the weak link.

Was she doomed to forever make it so far, then fall at the last hurdle?

She looked at Salacia, and as the attack hit, would have thought that was it...

Yet it wasn't.

For everything, that Quagsire was still standing!

Jasmine couldn't believe it, her mouth actually dropped, when she then looked back at the Ninetales, it was attacking again, the third time in a row the same attack... And this time...

"I don't think it's got much of any power left!"

She turned to Victoria, this was it... Her final decision...