Gloomy Ravine: Damien Farfetch'd Encounter #1

[Marchbaby]

A Farfetch'd level 20 was encountered here. Please select a Pokemon!

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He was learning the truth of all  those tall tales he heard of the forest. He'd never seen this dank dark side of it before and had always figured it was just travelers piecing descriptions together from fairy tale and their cave experiences. But this... this was very real. The oppressive gloom and black made it quite difficult to move around even with a bit of light. His pace was slow, checking his path anally with the flashlight as he stepped carefully so as to avoid the abundant sources of water plaguing the area.  If there was ever any regrets about not having brought Seraph with him it was most definitely from these few moments of stepping in the muck. Some better light would be a relief but all he had was the small beam from the flashlight to rely on at the moment. And it wasn't exactly the biggest of comforts. [break] [break]

The sudden flash of white reflecting back from the shadows made him jump back, excepting some terrible creature to have popped out for a fight. But it was just the bird he was looking for. "Phew, man you gave me a scare." The fierce little duck replied with a drawn out call and swing of its mighty leak. It was quite skilled with maneuvering the vegetable around he had to admit, which probably meant it wasn't going to be easy to overcome and get back to Sylvester. But Damien made a promise. [break] [break]

"Alright Booker, looks like we found who we were looking for," the ranger announced as he slipped his hands around one of the pokéballs on his belt and called out his trusty pup. The herdier barked happily, sniffed the dank air, and crinkled his nose. He seemed further enthused about their surroundings as he wriggled his paws into the lightly muddy, cold, ground. Damien quietly chuckled at the growl that lightly rumbled in Booker's throat. [break]
"Sorry boy, but this is where one of our runners got to. That Farfetch'd there," he pointed the flashlight directly at the feisty bird; of who complained about the light in its eyes with a loud quack. "Oh sorry..." Following the apology he adjusted the beam to land just beside their target. The canine locked his eyes onto his quarry and waited obediently for his trainer to give him an order. "Alright, we're ready Farfetch'd! You wanted a challenge, hope you're prepared for us." [break] [break]

Grinning from ear to ear the ranger gave his instructions. "Booker, Ice Fang!"

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[Midnightive]

The Farfetch'd was now squinting, after the touch flashed in his eyes. He Just wanted some fun before returning to it's trainer, he closed his eyes hoping to get used to the dark faster. Only to open them to see a dog type Pokemon running at him with a stylish Mustache. Farfetch'd let out a terrified squawk, as Brookers mouth started to light up white before biting down on the Farfetch.

The Farfetch'd squawked and jumped from side to side. Before jumping and gliding into the air, he started to pick up speed even while holding his charismatic leek. Finally Fargetch'd had picked up enough speed he cut across Brook doing some damage.

Battle

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Weather Status: Clear

Farfetch'd | Level 20 |
Health : 61% (35/57 HP)
Status : Normal
Used Aerial ace

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Booker | Level 17 | Sand Rush | Leftovers
Health : 61% (33/54 HP)
Status : Normal
Used Ice fang

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The bird was a sight to see; if only Damien could follow it a bit better with the stream of light. He got most of its motions, but didn't want to flash Farfetch'd in the eyes again.. Or worse, accidentally get in Booker's way. Thus, most of his time observing the battle was spent squinting into the dark with the flashlight's beam planted somewhat nearby where the action was happening. From the sounds of it his pup was getting quite the beating, but Farfetch'd had let out its own angry cries when the herdier sank his frosty teeth in. From what he could glimpse it looked like they were relatively close. [break] [break]

The ranger lightly bit his lip as the two danced about, considering how to proceed. At least Booker had the leftovers to nibble on and regain some strength but Damien had been hoping for the surprising type advantage move would give him more of an edge over the leek wielding avian. Though, considering who's pokémon he was facing he really shouldn't have underestimated it. Despite the intensity of the fight his smile hadn't diminished. They could still win this. [break]
"Nice work Booker, just keep that up. One more Ice Fang and then we should be good to switch out." He'd like for his loyal friend to knock out the Farfetch'd on his own but with the bird's speed he couldn't afford to risk it. That leek hit hard and Booker was obviously hurt fairly bad from the attack. The last thing he wanted was to leave his ally too long in the fight.

Word Count: 267

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[Kataya]

Battle!

The duck was clearly not going to come with them without some sort of fight. So when the first attacks were thrown, both sides were left still ready to fight. The Farfetch'd almost seemed ready for whatever they'd throw next, but it did panic a little when Booker charged on command again. Opening his mouth, his fangs glowed a chilly blue before he clamped down on the bird's wing, but this time it was different, and the Ice spread from the wound to the rest of the creature's body.

The Farfetch'd was frozen!

Booker poised himself in front of Damien again, glancing back at his trainer with a raised eyebrow. So...what in Arceus' name did they do now? They didn't exactly promise to deliver a frozen bird back to its trainer.
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Farfetch'd |Level 20|
HP: 11/57
Status: Frozen!
Farfetch'd didn't attack!
Frozen like Froyo yo.

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Damien's Booker |Level 17 ♂|

HP: 36/54

Status: Normal

Booker Used Ice Fang! Booker gained HP from his Leftovers!

Freeze dried duck.

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The boy watched the icy crystals crawl along the avian's feathers, turning its tanned brown color a cold blue hue as the reflective sheen overtook its body. Well this was certainly unexpected. [break]
"What a strike... Good boy!" Damien stood there, Booker at point tail wagging, and was at a bit of a loss for a moment. If this had been a wild pokémon it would have been perfect as the ranger could just lob a trusty pokéball at the critter and call it a success. But Farfetch'd was already owned and he couldn't exactly carry the new ice statue throughout the forest in search of its partner in crime. It really just left one option but... should he take advantage of the immobile bird? [break] [break]

His hand slipped around another pokéball at his belt, mulling over his thoughts. He felt a little guilty about it but it was the perfect opportunity. [break]
"Hang back Booker, you did fantastic." The herdier barked affirmatively and trotted back a few paces to stand next to his trainer as another of the team was sent forth. With a quiet ruffle of feather a different bird emerged into the darkened ravine. The white fluff of the youthful avian was striking against the gloom, especially when accentuated with the powder rippling brightly around his neck. A light chill ran along Damien's arms as he took a deep breath, "Alright Simourv, a bit more practice so let's see what you got. An easy target for yah, go for a Wing Attack!"

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[Midnightive]

The frozen, yet angry Farfetch'd was giving Damien evil eyes from behind the eyes. It clearly couldn't attack,
but it wanted to. It didn't want to let Damien and his oversized pup win. But to add insult to injury, he had swapped out to other bird Pokemon. Simourv looked at the frozen bird in front of him, Cocking his head to the side and looking back at his trainer.
In a what happened before this kind of motion.

But Damien called his attack, Simoruv started to flap his small wings. Making him hoover slightly above the sandy path below.
Soon enough his right wing started to glow white at Simourv dove towards the farfetch'd-icle hitting smashing the ice nad fainting the Farfetch'd. The Farfetch'd got to it's talons and looked around before running away in fear. This Farfetch'd has returned to it's owner.

Simourv fought well in battle.
Simourv gained 3 levels making them level 19 and +1 Happiness.
Simourv is trying to learn Scary Face forget a move to learn?


Booker fought well in battle.
Booker gained 1 levels making them level 18 and +1 Happiness.


Jade watched and learnt a lot from that battle.
Jade gained 1 levels making them level 6.