Pine Gap: Damien Farfetch'd Encounter #2

[Noerd]

A wild Farfetch'd (Level 20) belonging to Sylvester was encountered here. Pick a 'mon please.

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There it was. He could see how Sylvester was having trouble with these birds; especially without any pokémon of his own. The ranger stood, face stinging from the branch's slap. He carefully wiped a pained tear from the corner of his eye with his sleeve then slipped his fingers around one of his pokéballs. "Alright Farfetch'd, that's quite enough of this for today. You're coming back with me." The young man tossed the device up into the air and out came his own bird. Simourv hovered in the air once he was released, bright eyes taking in the forest surroundings. He cawed happily, this bit of forest much preferable over the dank dark he'd seen last time he was released. [break][break]

Damien shivered slightly as he caught the now empty pokéball. Despite his discomfort with his surroundings though, the dazed pineco being gratefully ignored in all this, the ranger gathered himself for the fight against the feisty Farfetch'd. "A-Alright Simourv let's go. Begin with a Wing Attack on that Farfetch'd."

Word Count: 168

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((Adding words to Incubator))


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[Midnightive]

The now pretty annoyed Farfetch'd jumped up and down on his feet, it just wanted some time away from it's trainer and this other trainer was being a thorn it's side. It charged forward holding it's, leek in its wing. Just as it got close a blinding light shimmered off something in Simourv's fur. The Farfetch'd panicked and squawked, but still managed to hit knock off. Sending the glittering sand into a pile by the side of Simourv.

The Farfetch'd being a bird tried to run for the sand forgetting it was in a battle, Simourv noticed this a calm smile across his beak. He saw this was his change. The Farfetch'd grew closer and closer until, Simourv threw out his wing. Hitting the running Farfetch'd in the face. Confused he ran back towards his starting spot.

Battle

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Farfetch'd | Level 20 |
Health : 63% (36/57 HP)
Status : Normal
Used knock off!

VS

Simourv | Level 19 | Keen Eye | nothing now doh!
Health : 62% (38/61 HP)
Status : Normal
Used wing attack.

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The ranger watched the sparkly powder shimmer as it fell into the thick pile of fallen leaves nearby and gulped. That certainly wasn't great for his chances. It seemed Farfetch'd was a bit trickier than he'd thought, though, it shouldn't have come as such a surprise considering the circumstances in which he was meeting the bird. Simourv himself wasn't all to bothered by the unfortunate loss of his item, following up the occurrence with what some would consider the laziest wing attack but Damien was a bit impressed. His ruffled eagle knew when not to waste energy. [break] [break]

Still, this put him in a tighter spot than he'd like to be. "Come on Farfetch'd, stop playing around. You've had enough adventure time but it's time to get back to Sylvester okay?" He doubted that would have any effect on the duck but he felt he should at least make an attempt to sway the farfetch'd into making this easy for them all. Simourv simply remained calm and quiet, tilting his head in a curious fashion as his opponent recovered from being necked with the wing attack. [break] [break]

"Hang in there for just one more okay Simourv? Another Wing Attack should do," Damien requested of his rufflet. The cloudy blue feathers of the young avian twitched as he shook himself; the only sign of acknowledgement of the order. A trickle of goosebumps shot up the boys arm at the uncanny calmness of his bird pokémon. He thought he'd like that about his family's gift, given his other experience with birds, but watching Simourv made it feel like a bird of prey just waiting for the opportune moment of weakness to strike. The thought was unsettling but... at least Simourv was on his side.

Word Count: 290

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((Adding words to Incubator))

[Tyger]

Farfetch'd had survived the first round of battle, and it was angry. The little 'joyride' of freedom it had been experiencing was fun, and here was this Ranger trying to spoil it's fun! On top of that, he was using a predatory bird type which Farfetch'd disliked. The keen eyes of the Rufflet bothered the Farfetch'd and with every step the bird kept it's trusty leek poised and ready to attack at any moment. With every small movement the Rufflet made, Farfetch'd would flinch uncontrollably. It couldn't help it. It didn't want to be a snack, or to go back and do work. If a battle was truly going to solve this, a battle Damien would have. Feathers ruffled angrily, Farfetch'd would fight for freedom. Or at least for shenanigans.

With a squawk, Farfetch'd jumped forward when it heard Damien say the name of another attack. It wasn't wild, it knew what the trainers were saying. This battle was going to continue? No! Farfetch'd wouldn't allow it. It would take down this stupid bird and stupid Ranger so that it could continue to gallivant around the pines. Reasoning with Farfetch'd wouldn't work either. Damien had tried, but the unruly bird simply crossed it's wings in defiance before unfurling them to waddle forward towards Simourv. Leek poised once more, Farfetch'd slashed it down the feathers and soft skin of the Rufflet, striking an incredibly powerful blow. Simourv let out a sound of shock as the attack absolutely crashed through his defenses. 

The Rufflet had to refocus, but the Wing Attack it slammed into the close ranged Farfetch'd with didn't seem remotely close to the carnage that Farfetch'd was capable of. Simourv returned to his trainer's side, albeit wobbly and relatively bushed than before. Farfetch'd smugly tossed it's leek from wing to wing.

Kurt's Farfetch'd - Level |20|

Health: 14/57

Current Status: Wordage
Successful Slash!

Damien's Simourv - Level |19|

Health: 3/61

Current Status: ... *cool and collected*
Successful Wing Attack!

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The young ranger held his breath watching the latest exchange. He hadn't even realized it until his chest started burning and he was forced to release the old breath and intake newly from the fresh forest air. Simourv's stance had drooped and widened in an attempt to remain appearing strong. Or, at least, not tremble despite his diminishing strength. Farfetch'd on the other hand was just getting more and more riled. The duck had spirit, Damien would give it that, but its time to wander alone in the woods at the expense of Sylvester was over. The boy had made a promise to the young woodcutter. He was going to keep it. [break] [break]

"Stand down Simourv," Damien began, stumbling for a second on the verbiage. It was a command meant for a hound, not a raptor, but it was the terminology he was familiar with given his study and time with Booker. The rufflet made no move to retreat, eyes still staring relentlessly at the vegetable wielding bird opposing them. Damien was unsure of how to take that. His hand fumbled to his belt and pulled from the first slot. Giving the ball a toss out popped his oldest partner. [break] [break]

Turret stretched happily and called his natural name before bringing his arms down to pretend to crack his non-existent knuckles. His eyes followed along the uneven terrain to spot the spunky duck. In a flutter of feather Simourv moved, sending himself backward all of a sudden and leaving Turret the one standing between Farfetch'd and Damien. The unforeseen movement startled the ranger, even Turret turning his head away from his, now, opponent to take a gander. The predatory bird landed roughly, misjudging his remaining strength and the security of the flooring, but not so much as the panicking ranger who stumbled back and tripped into the bush. [break] [break]

Distracted, it was the perfect opportunity for Farfetch'd to make a move against the wartortle. Though, fresh from a long rest and raring for a fight, Turret wasn't going to let the bird get away scot-free. After the free move the water pokémon decided some raw duck might go on the menu, priming his teeth for a good bite.

Word Count: 365

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((Switching with Turret, using Bite. Adding words to Incubator))

[Tyger]

Relatively impressed with it's own power, Farfetch'd wanted to show this dumb ranger what it was truly capable of. With the other avian (predatory, even) weakened... this was Farfetch'd chance. The duck saw the other pokeballs on Damien's belt, but if it could take down this bird so easily, why not the rest of the arsenal the ranger had? Twirling it's leek in a bout of intimidation, Farfetch'd eyed Damien as he began to try and call off the Rufflet. It wouldn't move now though, the duck knew Sim's type. Eyes seemed to burn into Farfetch'd as the Rufflet refused to tear his glare from the opponent. Farfetch'd simply clicked it's beak open and shut to make an obnoxious sound.

It stopped when the flash caught it's attention. Another Pokemon? This time a blue turtle. Wartortle! These were familiar. Others that had this Pokemon would come by and ask about Kurt's services. Being that these turtles were given out frequently, it was a familiar sight. Perfect! Farfetch'd knew how to fight these, theoretically. With the addition of Turret, Simourv backed off and ruffled back to Damien's side, albeit messily. While the two were distracted (to Damien's suspicion) Farfetch'd hurried forward in a blur of brown and green to slash down at the Wartortle. Turret took a mighty hit from the same attack that drained Simourv, but not enough to leave the turtle knocked out or incapacitated, unfortunately. Hissing to itself, Farfetch'd began to move back to it's side.

Perhaps a bit too lazily.

Turret took advantage of the lapse in judgement (given that Farfetch'd had been quicker in every other turn) to lash out with his own attack. Snapping down on the back of the Farfetch'd seemed to strike true, causing the bird to cry out wiht an undignified squawk. Shock registered on it's face before it's eyes grew heavy. They lolled momentarily before the bird flopped to the ground unceremoniously. Leaves rustled, but then it was quiet. Turret had been the cleanup crew, and clean up he did.

Kurt's Farfetch'd - Level |20|

Health: 0/57

Current Status: FACK.
Successful Slash!
No. You no attack.

Damien's Turret - Level |22|

Health: 40/64

Current Status: Cleanup crew!
Successful Bite!

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Turret has vanquished the annoying bird! Turret gains +2 levels, and is now level 24! (+1 Happiness!)

Simourv has done (most of the) good work, and gains +1 level, and is now level 20! (+1 Happiness!)



Jade has learned a lot, and gained +1 level, and is now Level 7!

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Go ahead and take that knocked out bird back to Sylvester! Try not to get lost, eh? ;)