Martin felt like rubbing his eyes, as the kids went on talking. Two things stopped him. For one, his gloves were turning nasty, and he didn't want that in his face. For another, it would be a sign of weakness, and he just didn't show that. "Hence, the gloves. You aren't directly touching anything here, though your clothes might need some washing afterwards." he commented lightly to Roland's explanation about the mother. It would of course have been even better if they had had some reachers on hand, but those were really unhandy to travel with, and Martin didn't think the occasion would arise often enough to make the trouble worth it.
As the trash started to disappear from the ground and into the bags, Martin began guiding Oddend to the kids in turn, showing the Gulpin and kids both, what Oddend could healthily consume, so he didn't overreach his body's limit. Just to be on the safe side, Martin had only allowed Oddend to eat food remains. Another time, when naive and impressionable children weren't there to see, he would test what other materials the Gulpin could deal with. He only halfway listened to the kids' further discussion, as his eyes swept the floor for anything they might have missed. He even took a methodical walk from corner to corner back and forth, before being satisfied. Listening to Sasha's patient words with the girl, and Roland's passionate talk, he saw the first actual signs that they might be good friends. Martin briefly wondered what it would have been like, but he quickly shot that thought away with a huff of indifference.
When Roland started talking about battling again with only filled bags left on the ground, Martin had sort of expected it. The boy was too impatient. "We are almost done," he admitted kindly. "We just need to carry the bags to the containers in town now. Then you can show me Needles capabilities." To Sasha he responded kinder still, even truthfully appreciating the clever boy's enthusiasm. "It does look much better. Let's get the bags away, so it doesn't end on the ground again." He tried unobtrusively to imitate Sasha's positive and encouraging manner to get them started on the 10 minute walk, all of them carrying their share of bags, so they only had to make the trip once. As a sort of treat for the children Martin let out Kiwi to help too, and though Kiwi was small still the Fletchling was very eager to help carry a bag too.
To give the kids something else to talk about, Martin once again tried to lure them into the subject of battles. "What are your experience with Falkner, or battles for that matter? What do you kids get up to, when you aren't cleaning up the woods?" He asked curious. A cold gust of wind almost blew his cap off just then, and he shot a suspicious glance at the sky, as the earlier light of day darkened considerable. He made no show of his worry for the weather the rest of the way. The children would just assume he was making another excuse, but he thought to himself, they would likely need to hurry up with that battle. When the bags had been safely delivered, Martin was more than ready to face Roland and his Nidoran, and let out Palus to get a taste of a difficult opponent. "There you go, Palus. Start with a Razor Leaf."
Wordcount: 580 (Ooc: Palus starts with Razor Leaf.)
Last Edit: Jan 18, 2020 22:18:19 GMT 11 by Thirdie
Roland looked down at his semi dirty clothes when Martin pointed it out, and he looked crestfallen. He would surely get in trouble for that when his mother saw it, and she probably wouldn't listen to his explanation either. He didn't say anything though, as he found it a bit embarrassing and the talk continued about the rattatas, it was much easier to pretend it didn't mean anything and wasn't existing.
Roland lit up eagerly and became much more productive in the cleaning up when Martin confirmed there really was a battle as reward. He gathered as many bags as he could and urged the others to hurry up. "That was rewarding!" Sasha said and sounded like he was mimicking something he had heard others say, but he looked genuine like he was enjoying it. "Does people do this for fun?" Jamilah said in disbelief and Roland and Sasha laughed. "Nooo, I mean yes, no. It's not like that!" Roland started and dropped a bag and had to stop to try pick it up with his already full arms. "It's nice to feel you have made a difference and made the world a better place," Sasha explained and Jamilah looked like she thought hard. "So like the clowns we saw when we visited the hospital, who made everyone laugh? They really did make it a better place, that's for sure!" Jamilah then said and they continued to chat about the craziness they had seen the clowns do.
Roland was the only one hearing Martin's question, and he was attentive the moment Martin mentioned 'battles'. "Oh! I battle a lot! So I and Needles are really experienced! You are going to be so impressed!" Roland bragged and sent him a grin. "I don't know about the others, but I train any moment I get the chance, I just love the excitement and I love winning! I can't wait until I grow old enough to traveling around and get my own badges," Roland said wistfully and was quiet for a few moments. "Falkner is really cool too, I have watched some of the battles he has had with trainers, but I don't get the thing about being a mono type trainer, that gives you so many weaknesses and you lose out on so many cool pokemon that way. I want at least one of each type! Do you understand why anyone only wants to use one type of pokemon?" Roland would ask curiously.
The sky continued to darken as they walked towards dumpster but Roland didn't seem to care. "Finally!" He exclaimed as he dumped the last of his bags in the container and he hurled the pokeball into the air, releasing his nidoran midair. It skillfully landed on the ground and looked as ready to battle as Roland. It's muscles were toned and visible under its skin, this pokemon was trained for battle and clearly used to use its body. "Go Needles! Poison Sting!" The boy shouted and was faster than Martin, the nidoran was in movement before he even got to give his order to Palus. As the purple rabbit got closer he seemed to realize something and then he got a look of pure hatred, he then thrust himself forward and put extra strength into his stabbing horn which was coated with poison. Palus' barrage of leaves forced him to back off and give some distance. Roland looked surprised. "Oh, sorry, does your pokemon happen to be a male?" Roland asked and looked slightly abashed about it.
Then hell broke loose above them and the girls shouted in surprise as the blizzard reached them, it was more ice than snow. In the sky above them a few red and white birds flew round and tried to avoid a huge green dragonfly which was chasing them. "That's.. that's delibird and yanmega?" Jamilah said baffled and they all stared up distracted as they wondered what was going on. "I have heard Professor Oak talk about delibirds having appeared near New Bark Town, but that's far from here," Sasha added. One of the delibirds barely avoided a rock thorwn at it from the yanmega and the pokemon disappeared into the storm heading towards Route 29. "This is not going to stop the battle!" Roland shouted through the ice to Martin, he looked determined. The only one who had not moved it attention was Needles, he was still glaring daggers at Palus.
Trainer Encounter Weather: Hail
LV 13 HP 76% [29/38]
LV 13 HP 56% [21/37]
Roland's Needles [Rivalry]: Normal Martin's Palus [Leaf Guard]: Poisoned!
<Needles uses Poison Sting, Palus uses Razor Leaf, Hails fall!>
This time Martin's lure worked, and he smiled to himself as Roland started to tell in excitement about his experience with Pokemon and battles. The two others went suspiciously quiet, but when Martin glanced their way, they were just concentrating on the job at hand, and maybe they were familiar with Roland's current talk. With how eager the boy was on the subject, Martin wouldn't be surprised if he talked the ears off his friends on a daily basis. "Well," Martin responded, when a question dropped into the fray. "It can pose a certain challenge, if you can figure out how to train up a mono type team to handle even the types they are weak against. As a gardener I mainly have grass types, and I'm training them to handle threats like birds and bugs, so they can defend the work we do. However, like you have already seen, I also have a few other surprises on hand, so I can't brag about only using one type." He didn't reveal much else, and despite Roland's long talk, the boy hadn't revealed much about his actual strategy when fighting either, but maybe he just wasn't old enough to think in strategies yet. Either way Martin would soon find out. They had made it to the containers.
Martin should have predicted that Roland wouldn't waste a second as soon his hands were free. Martin had started moving away from the containers, looking for a good spot as battlefield, when he heard the sound of the Pokeball release. He spend half a second more getting into a good enough distance before letting Palus out himself, and then Roland was shouting, and the Nidoran was running for the Fomantis. As soon the battle begun Martin paid close attention to the Pokemon and Palus in particular. He was still getting to know the Fomantis, and he was still somewhat new to all the different types of Pokemon in Johto. He wondered briefly what got into the Nidoran at its show of.. was that hatred? When Roland asked to Palus' gender, Martin realised what was going on and nodded in response. "You don't need to apologize for something your Nidoran just is." He felt like ensuring the boy. It was rather ridiculous to be apologising for something others used to their advancement. "You should rather learn to exploit it." He went on, pulling out a second Pokeball while recalling Palus. "Now, you're in luck I don't have a battle ready female with me today, so in theory your Nidoran will have a slight advancement against Oddend. Palus is still inexperienced, and he was getting slightly overconfident as it were." He looked at the Nidoran's behaviour a moment more, letting Oddend taking the heat meanwhile. "Alright, Oddend, you got yourself a decent fight now. Calm him down a bit with Yawn." He said carefully. Oddend hadn't obeyed him yet in battle, but the Gulpin had behaved itself well until now, so he hoped it extended into battle too. ____
Palus was very ready for a fight, when Martin sent him out, but the pure barrage of anger came as a surprise for him, and the immediate pain almost stunned him for a moment. He glared back at the purple rabbit, refusing to be shaken for long by the novel feeling, and pelted the opponent with an attack of his own. By his experience up till now, the prey should fall flat and surrender, except it didn't, and the next second he wasn't battling anymore. Palus was confused.
Oddend was confused too. He had with some reluctance followed Martin's 'pleasant' words of advice and done exactly as the human wanted, so he wouldn't starve in the future, but he hadn't expected to be thrown into battle with the same humans who had been helping with the clean up. For now Oddend was nicely stuffed and could use a nap, but the Poison animal before him really didn't look to follow that idea. He thought for a while how he wanted to do this, when Martin's voice interrupted the process. Normally he would have done the exact opposite, but he couldn't help but feel a bit of trepidation at the thought, and he was tired anyway. Oddend yawned widely.
Wordcount: 711 (Ooc: Oddend changes in and uses Yawn. Notes: Palus participated with Amulet Coin Oddend holds Black Sludge)
The two really had to talk quietly if Martin thought they were quiet while Roland spoke, but perhaps he was just more interested in what Roland had to say than the talk about clowns. Roland certainly didn't pay any attention to that conversation finding the one with Martin much more to his liking. "That's what I mean, you might like a type and have a lot of those but you do have other types as well," Roland commented with a smile. He looked like he was going to say something more but they reached the dumpsters and he concentrated on the work at hand to be done quickly.
Roland laughed a bit sheepishly when Martin told him she shouldn't apologize for having an advantage. "He sometimes goes a little overboard when battling other males," He said and didn't look comfortable when Martin suggested he should exploit it. "He... can have some issues, I just hope he will behave then," Roland said slowly and then ran a hand through his hair while smiling wryly, "of course it is not like he's much better against females, just in another way." Roland pulled his thin jacket closer around his body in an attempt to shield himself against the hail, the two others had sought shelter by pulling out one of the hatches of the container and standing below it. The hail drummed rather loudly on it but they looked content under there, from where they watched the battle.
"You are doing great Needles! Keep a clear head and we'll wind this!" Roland called out and the nidoran scrabed the ground with a paw, if looks could kill. "Quick! Poison Sting before he switches!" Roland then shouted and needles flew before he had even finished speaking. Needles was not fast enough and the pins hit the next pokemon that arrived, Oddend. The nidoran hesitated and studied the new arrival, and glared daggers when he realized that this was yet another male he was facing. "Oh shoot, I don't think that worked very well, try Double Kick!" Roland called and Needles was sprinting over sending the hails that lay in the ground flying in all directions. He spun around and kicked out with his hindlegs in a quick succession but most of the force was absorbed by the gulpin's blubber and he looked like a water balloon. Needles looked at him disapprovingly and stared shocked when Oddends only reaction to his attack was to yawn deeply, was he trying to insult him?! Needles suppressed a yawn and stomped furiously. RAN! He shouted defiantly at Oddend, he was going to pay for that insult!
"Huh? What was that?" Roland asked confused, he hadn't met that move before. "Oh, by the way, you said you had battled Falkner, right? But you have mostly grass types, what other pokemon did you use to win?" Roland asked curiously.
Trainer Encounter Weather: Hail
LV 13 HP 63% [24/38]
LV 14 HP 72% [34/47]
Roland's Needles [Rivalry]: Drowsy (falls asleep in the end of the next turn) Martin's Oddend [Liquid Ooze]: Normal (holding Black Sludge )
"You could of course try to teach him to channel his feelings of rivalry to something else than pure anger..." Martin ventured a thought. He could imagine the look of hatred the Nidoran exuded was hard to stomach for kids and most grown-ups. "At some point his opponents will learn to use that anger against him." He went on, like giving a kind warning. How the boy was going to do it, he couldn't tell. He doubted his own experiences from the streets would be useful examples, and either way it was Roland's headache when the boy decided it was a problem that needed to be dealt with. For now they had a battle to see through, and Martin fastened his jacket closer at the neck, and turned his cap so it would shelter against most of the hail blowing into his face.
He was pleasantly surprised when Oddend opted to obey his order, and Martin allowed a smile of delight, which was quickly sent Roland's way, as he answered the question. "That was Yawn. It makes the opponent drowsy. Your Nidoran should fall asleep in a little while." He shot a calculating glance at the fighters, and then gave his next round of orders. "Well done, Oddend. You may now follow up with some Pounds." He was watching Oddend for any signs of disobedience and kept looking at the Pokemon, when Roland asked to his battle with Falkner. He hid a slight smirk in the shadow of his cap. It was a bit late for the boy to ask about his strategies, but then Roland sounded more interested in varying types than anything else. Martin considered his answer for a split second, and decided to play it off cool and like it wasn't a big deal. "Oh, I used a Purloin to help out with the Pidgey, but my Ivysaur and Hoppip took care of the Pidgeotto fine by themselves." For some reason he wanted to provoke Roland into thinking about it, and purposefully didn't look at the boy. When he was satisfied with studying Oddend's behaviour, he looked to the two children who had found shelter under the drumming hatch. He sure hoped he wouldn't have to help them find a warm place after this. It couldn't be pleasant to stand still in this cold. ____
Oddend finished his deep yawn, and looked at the Nidoran with only minor curiosity. Yes, the latest attack had stung a bit, but it wasn't exactly anything to swoon about, and certainly not anything to cause respect. Oddend met the Nidoran's roar for revenge with a Gulpin's equivalent to a raised eyebrow, and as soon the Nidoran got close enough tried to aim some punches at him with his stubby arms.
Roland rubbed his arm and mumbled something Martin couldn't hear, it looked like though, it wasn't new to him. He clearly sighed when Martin said others could use it against them. "Or it can go wrong and he goes too far," Roland added to know one in general, he looked a bit helpless at Needles before shrugging it off, at the moment it wasn't a big problem.
Roland frowned and made a stance of someone who thought deeply. "That can mean trouble, Needles you have to fight the drowsiness and hurry up before it takes effect!" Roland called out to his nidoran, whose ears twitched in his direction. It was not completely deaf to what was going on around it. "Use the Double Kick, and give it all you got!" Roland shouted eagerly and Needles jumped forward through the snow. Roland forgot the battle for a moment when Martin answered the question about what pokemon he had used against Falkner. "No way!" He exclaimed in disbelief, "That's no possible, you are just messing with me!" "What did you really do?" He asked and the two who had sought shelter watched curiously as to what had made Roland exclaim so loud.
Needles wasted no time and ran straight at Oddend, he was fine getting this over with quickly, he wanted to take down this insulting male as fast as possible. Oddend was ready but not fast enough to act first, Needles slammed his hindlegs into the gooey mass of the gulpin who got a good shake. Oddend barely managed to slap back before Needles had retreated again. The nidoran rushed forward again, he could feel the yawns affect now and he was determined to get this over with before he fell for the effect. Just before he reached Oddned he stumbled and fell, sliding a bit before coming to a rest right in front of the gulpin. It was easy for Oddend to hit the nidoran hard and he mumbled and flailed a bit with his legs, which became more and more weak as the hail continued to fall and at last he laid still.
"Needles?" Roland called out, "Hey wake up!" He shouted. He's fainted, Sasha called out helpfully and Roland pouted. "Better luck next time," Jamilah added encouragingly and Roland recalled Needles and ran the few steps to Martin holding his arms above his head to shelter it a bit from the hail. "I'm not sure I believe you about your battle with Falkner," Roland said hesitantly but then cheered up, "but I liked the battle, so thanks for that!" He dug a hand into his pocket and handed Martin a smaller bundle of notes without counting them and then turned to run to his friends. They shouted their goodbyes to him and waved, and then ran to get out of the hail.
Oddend won the battle and grows +2 levels and becomes level 16! He also gains +1 happiness.
Palus participated and gained +1 lvl, becoming lvl 14. He learns Growth! He also gains +1 happiness.
Chide gains one level from the exp-share and becomes lvl 12.
Camper Roland admits defeat and hands Martin (144*2)£288
Martin didn't say anything to Roland's comment about going too far. The vindictive side of him wanted to point out, that you couldn't go too far, but that wouldn't be a proper response to anyone 'decent'. Instead he let it slide. There was obviously nothing he could say in that department, the boy could use for anything. Much more interesting was the fact, that Roland realised the trouble he was in, as soon as Yawn was explained. The kid wasn't half stupid after all, and Martin had to hide another grin pulling up the edges of his jacket in guise. "Just hold out, Oddend." he said to say something akin to battle talk.
Roland's following disbelief to his use of Dros and Juun against Falkner, almost warmed Martin to the bone. It felt good having done something considered 'impossible' by others. "Why would I lie?" he asked innocently. "I just exploited the strength of my grass types. Leech Seed and Poison Powder do wonders to sap the strength out of an opponent." He went on, still wanting to poke to the boy's believes, but keeping his eyes on the struggling Pokemon. The hail and battle was making them look worse for wear, and he watched on rather curious who would go down first. When the Nidoran finally crumbled, for a second he believed like Roland it had fallen asleep. The shout from Sasha woke Martin up again, and he recalled Oddend before the Hail could down him too. He accepted the money from Roland with some nicety words of his own, and watched as the three kids waved goodbye and ran for cover somewhere out of sight.
Martin looked around on the hail covered ground and sighed. It felt like it had taken forever to get anywhere today, and he was back at square one again. However, it had only been a few hours since he got up this morning, and he should still be able to make it to Azalea if he hurried. Before returning to the route though, he made a quick pit stop at the pokemon center. Not fancying anymore surprise hail, he opted to leave the Snover behind, and took Dros back on the team. He wanted something he knew how to handle. And then, just because he couldn't let Dros get off scot free, he changed Kiwi for Phyllis.
When he returned to the outdoor the hail at least had stopped. Now only a wind was gusting about, pushing rather forcefully to Martin until he reached the cover of trees. He moved in a fast trot, trying to make up for lost time, quickly passing the place that had just been cleaned.
Wordcount: 447 (Ooc: Changing out Kiwi for Phyllis in the garden team of the box. Looking for new encounter.)
The hail that had gathered on the ground quickly melted away in the warm wind, and the rest of the day looked promising, if you liked gust and brief glints of the sun in the sky. Marting was effective when he wanted to, and he quickly made it past where he had recently been, it looked nice and clean now. The melted ice made it all look glistering and fresh, although you could still smell what had been there not long ago. Movement in the bushes and tree tops indicated it still attracted wild pokemon, but there was nothing endangering to them now.
Martin's trip took him far down the road towards Union Cave, he saw a few ledybas fighting against the wind, and a flock of pidgeys soared past high in the sky, but neither close enough for him to interact with. He made it so far that he could spot the Jetty and saw a single fisherman deeply concentrated on his rod, he clearly didn't want to get disturbed. He was getting close to Union Cave now.
Not long after that Martin came across a puddle beside the road, it wasn't big but looked deep. A big blue bobble appeared on top and did not pop, instead it moved around on top of the surface but not like the wind blowed it around. It moved to the edge of the water and another blue bubble appeared beside it, bigger this time and with ears and eyes! It was a azurill and the 'bubbles' was its tail and head. It giggled and shot bubbles at him but the wind grabbed them and carried them off. The azurill didn't seem to be bothered and just giggled more as it disappeared below surface. It's tail kept it floating as it moved to another part of the deep puddle where it once again appeared and looked to be aiming more water at Martin.
After finding a good trot that got him forward quickly, Martin started to enjoy the day again. The gusty breeze were refreshing and the glints of sun could almost make you forget about the recent hail, especially when the evidence of hail soon melted away. It was also nice to get on his way without more disturbances, and the flying Pokemon some ways off only got noted so far as to which direction they were taking. They were too far to pose a real threat though, and Martin picked up looking at the plants around him once more, if only superficially. When he spotted the Jetty between the trees he slowed down a bit, keeping a look out for trainers or fishermen at the water. Wild Pokemon were one thing, but if humans really wanted a battle, he couldn't turn them down for real. It was bad etiquette. Better to just make sure he wasn't spotted. The one human he saw was looking at the water though, and Martin walked by as quiet as possible.
A little while later Martin came by a puddle, and at first he didn't think much of it. The mixture of the hail and the jetty close by could have easily made lot of puddles in the area, but as he was walking by an odd bubble appeared stubbornly on the surface, soon duplicating to two. Martin took a look around, checking for humans again. The path looked often travelled, and for some reason he felt the need to make sure he was alone. He frowned at the small trickster looking to be teasing him, and then sighed. Most of his current team still needed the experience of how to handle themselves around strangers and wild Pokemon. He let out Blue. If he remembered correctly, the Budew was familiar with such a water mouse. "Hello, Blue. Say good day to the Azurill." He introduced, and reached for another Pokeball immediately. Blue would be functioning as a small distraction this time around. Martin still felt like being in a hurry, and he decided to make short work of it. Despite the blue colour and the bubbles it had thrown, Martin had a vague idea the Azurill wasn't really a water type yet. The tiny creature had always been a bit confusing in that regard. But he knew it was part fairy, and he had just the cure for that trickery. "Oddend, remove the Azurill from here with a good use of your Sludge." He commanded as soon the Gulpin was clear of red light. ___
Blue blinked to the Azurill in the water, and then bowed his head in proper greeting. It had been a while since his last fight under Martin, and this time Martin didn't tell him any attack to do. He stood unsure, until another flash revealed why he hadn't been told more. The Gulpin was new to Blue, and he backed away as it pressed towards the puddle and Azurill, disregarding Blue completely. A bit worried Blue dared to throw a glance Martin's way, and the human squatted down and held out an arm in invitation. Looked almost like a half hug, and Blue tripped closer while throwing a longing look back at the Gulpin. He had wanted to fight too. "You'll get your chance another time." Martin said, running a couple fingers carefully down the back of his bud. How the trainer knew what he wanted, Blue had no idea, but he did like the promise.
Wordcount: 585 (Ooc: Blue first, but Oddend changes in and uses Sludge. Notes: Blue is holding a Soothe Bell Chida, the Burmy on team has an exp share)
The azurill grinned when as Martin sighed, it had gotten his attention and it shot some more bubbles at him while he looked around for other humans. Those too, missed their target but the azurill didn't really try hard either. It looked on from the water and jumped out as Martin let out a green bulb which looked small and nice, Blue looked more like a playmate than a threat and azurill was excited about getting to play with someone! Bouncing happily on its tail it carefully made it a bit closer. "Hi!" It called out a bit shyly, it was always good to be polite if you wanted to play with someone and looked expectantly at Blue to see what he would do next.
Then Oddend apppeared in a flash of light and the azurill hesitated uncertain, this blob didn't look so much as a playmate but perhaps it was wrong? You shouldn't judge someone before you got to know them, but the gulpin didn't really look like he wanted to play. The azurill landed on the ground and half hid behind its own tail while looking at Oddend with big innocent eyes, it was a cuteness overload but Oddend didn't seem to care, and it got really worried. The short hesitation would be its downfall. With a last scared look at the determined gulpin it turned to flee only to be hit by the sludge in the back, which slammed it into the pond where it sunk to the bottom unconscious. It would certainly be more carefull about approaching strangers from now on.
Martin didn't get to take many steps afterwards before a high trill from a tree top would try get his attention. A pidgey had been watching and it liked what it had seen, Martin's pokemon certainly knew how to handle themselves and it had been looking for a proper challenge for quite some time. Now it had found it and it jumped from its branch and made some impressive acrobatics in the air before it soared down to hover in the air in front of Martin. It looked confidently at him and silently baiting him to accept the challenge.
Oddend KO his opponent and gains +2 levels, making him lvl 18! He can learn Acid Spray if he forgets another move. He also gains +1 Happiness (+5)
Blue learned a bit and grew to level 13. He can learn Mega Drain if he forgets another move. He gets a lot happier (for some reason, the promise perhaps?) and is now +4 Happiness.
Chida learns a thing or two without any sweat, she becomes level 13.
When Oddend had done his thing and removed the Azurill from sight, Martin rose from his squatted down position of petting the Budew and recalled Oddend. He caught Blue looking longingly at the water, where the Azurill had disappeared, and smirked to himself. He thought he was starting to get the Budew's personality, and if it really wanted to fight, Martin could certainly use it. He just had to keep up the act of caring to get the full advantage from the plant. "I meant it, Blue. You'll get plenty of opportunities to show how strong you are."
A trill from a tree top caught his attention, before he could assure the Budew any further, and he squinted to the sky. He kept his facial expression firmly blank, as a Pidgey leapt down through the air, showing off its acrobatic capabilities in air. After Falkner, he had no doubt he could handle a bird with no trainer to guide it. "Actually, Blue. That Pidgey is a perfect opponent for you. If you can handle a bird, you can handle about anything." He mentioned casually, still keeping his gaze on the challenger. "Just make sure to paralyse it with your Stun Spore first." He added, giving the bird a less than pleasant smile. He was looking forward to seeing this.
Just in case though, he palmed Palus' Pokeball in secret. To ensure Blue stayed happy and willing to fight, he had to take care it wasn't hurt too much either, and Palus needed the experience too. The Fomantis had tried facing the pain of the impossible. Now it had to learn too, that the 'impossible' could be beat with some preparation. ___
Blue quavered slightly at the arrival of the bird. It gave him the same instinctive feeling of wanting to flee as the Houndours had done a long time ago, and those had been terrifying. Only Martin's absolute calm made him stay rooted, and as Martin gave his suggestion, Blue forced himself to step forward and bow in proper manner before the opponent. He looked at the Pidgey's confident posture, feeling the adrenaline flow through his body. Everything felt sharp, and suddenly the Pidgey didn't look so fast as a mere minute ago. Blue hardened his resolve and prepared to puff out a tremendous cloud of paralysing spores. Martin believed in him, and was giving him the chance to do better than ever before. He wasn't going to disappoint himself nor Martin.
Wordcount: 412 (Ooc: Oddend forgets Pound for Acid Spray, and Blue forgets Absorb for Mega Drain. Blue starts out with Stun Spore.)
The brown feathered Pokemon was quite pleased that this trainer and his collection of Pokemon companions would accept the challenge. It hovered for a second in the air, and flipped round and round in circles on the gusty currents as it awaited to meet its challenger. A small, green Pokemon who seemed as though it wouldn’t have naturally challenged the feathered avian made its way up to the plate, ready to take the Pidgey on.
The bird cawed, impressively and gave a reassuring nod as the two faced off. Immediately, the feathered flying type swooped down low and landed down on the ground. With a kick of it’s clawed feet, and a couple of flaps of its strong, impressive wings, the Pidgey would kick up a dust of sand and spray it at the Budew, attempting to slow down its opponent. This little bulb would be an almost too-easy target, but the way this trainer worked alongside his Pokemon reflected in memories of the previous match the bird Pokemon had watched. No – it was sure this wouldn’t end quite so easily.
Budew focused and released a powerful paralyzing spore, but missed Pidgey with the attack. The avian soared up just out of reach, and flipped around in the air to stretch its wings out wide. “Not bad, kid!” The Pidgey called out to its opponent with a bit of a chuckle. “Ya just gotta get yer aim down more.” For too long, the Pidgey had managed to wipe out most trainers who wondered into its path. Mostly kids with their newly caught Pokemon, the Pidgey would send them running back to the Pokecenter to heal.
Would this be the same end? Only time would tell...
Wild Encounter Weather: Gusting [Flying +1 SPD]
LV 10 HP 100% [31/31]
LV 13 HP 100% [37/37]
Wild Pidgey [Ability]: Normal Martin's Blue [Poison Point]: -1 ACC Blue is holding a Soothe Bell!
Pidgey used Sand-Attack. Budew takes a -1 Accuracy state decrease! Budew used Stun Spore, but missed!
Last Edit: Feb 16, 2020 4:50:17 GMT 11 by caramell
Martin held back a sigh as the bird managed to pull off a Sand Attack first thing and the Budew missed completely with his spores because of it. He might not have been as restrained if it had been any of his more battle hardened Pokemon, but for now he had to play nice. The Budew was shaking itself, probably trying to get the sand out of its face, and Martin made an effort to comfort it, without breaking battle stance though: "That is to be expected from these birds, Blue. You just have to do your best and try again. I've got your back." He had plenty of reserves to throw in to play, if the Budew couldn't handle it, but he actually didn't like his grass types' odds if the Stun Spore failed entirely. Having already dealt with Falkner's birds, Martin had no intention of loosing this fight, and the Pidgey looked too cocky by far. It deserved to taste defeat.
Martin hardened his grip around Palus' ball, staring at the Pidgey seemingly unfazed. He had no idea what it was chirping at Budew, whether it was mocking or something else, he just wanted to make sure, it wouldn't understand what Martin himself was thinking. Blue at least showed no sign of being affected by the Pidgey's 'talk', but just to be on the safe side Martin added his own cent on the matter: "Whatever it's saying to you, ignore it. Most opponents will try to get you riled up, so you loose focus on the battle." No matter how nice he had to be to the Budew, it needed to know a few truths about fighting, and that was definitely an important one. ___
Blue had managed to get so self-assured as he walked into this, that the sand and not hitting his target really irked him. He shook himself annoyed at the failure and sand scratching everywhere. However, it didn't help one bit, and even though the Pidgey didn't exactly sounded like it was mocking him for trying, Blue still huffed. Honestly, the Pidgey sounded rather good-natured despite the laughing. Martin's word helped soothe him some. It was nice that the trainer didn't blame him for failing, and Blue deliberately took a moment to feel the sun on his leaves, pulling out his old feeling of modesty before replying a bit more childish than he actually felt: "Well, it's rather hard, when you're not staying still." It was a mixture of whining and humour, which Blue found the proper response to being called a kid. Might as well play along, and maybe even get it to lower its guard, like Martin had talked about. It was all new playing rules for Blue however, and he hoped he hadn't overplayed it, as he tried to pinpoint the Pidgey's whereabouts again, while preparing a second burst of stun spores. Maybe it would block out the sun in its next attack, or it would have to get close, and he could release the spores directly in its face.
Wordcount: 509 (Ooc: Blue tries Stun Spore again.)
The pidgey smirked when Blue huffed and glanced at the human as he talked. This area was more than just a lot of screaming kids and most trainers already had the flying types they wanted at this time. Pidgey were fine by its own but it liked the challenge that the trainers could give it, they often had a lot of other kind of pokemon than what it could meet in the wild. Except the humans with long sticks who stayed at the water, if the pidgey got them riled up to a battle they always had the same kind of fish. It had been fun the first few times, but now it has just become boring.
The pidgey laughed when Blue complained about how hard it was to hit, and it puffed out its chest proudly. "Of course! You are certainly no baby so I don't expect you want me to lay down flat on the ground in front of you?" The pidgey teased, "you want a challenge, don't you? So you can learn a lot?" the pidgey continued its egging.
It flapped its pwerful wings and rose a bit higher, then it began beating the wings fast and quickly stirred up a wind that buffered against Blue and forced him to fight to stay on his feet. He wasn't pushed anywhere and the pidgey didn't look to pull full force into it, so there might be more in waiting. What spores Blue had prepared would more or less be sucked out by the strong wind and get scattered so much that it wouldn't cause more than a tickle in the nose if anywone inhaled it. It stared intently at him as he did so, challenging him to do something about it.
The pidgey slowed down and the winds died down, then it sighed. "I hope you have some more to offer than that, or else you wont be much of a challenge to me," the pidgey complained sounding bored.
Wild Encounter Weather: Gusting [Flying +1 SPD]
LV 10 HP 100% [31/31]
LV 13 HP 78% [29/37]
Wild Pidgey [Ability]: Normal Martin's Blue [Poison Point]: -1 ACC
<Pidgey used Gust, Budew used Stun Spore, but missed again!>
Martin grit his teeth, when the stun spores failed a second time. Though he knew the risk of missing was greater now, it was still very annoying that he had to rethink his tactics. Martin drew a big breath and let it out slowly to stay calm for the following "That's alright, Blue. It's when facing these kind of unpredictable situations, we have to learn to think on our feet. Come back here. We'll let Oddend hold the defence for a minute." As he laid out the plan for the Budew, Martin quickly changed the Pokeball out he had been holding in reserve, and let Oddend out to face the bird. He squatted down to catch the Budew that came running back to him in retreat, and while he started to dust the Budew free of the sand, he said almost politely to Oddend: "Use your Acid Spray, Oddend. That should keep the bird busy for a while." Out the corner of his eye, he checked that the Gulpin was still doing as told, but otherwise he pretended to focus on the Budew, freeing its face of sand and dust, and offering it a calming smile. In the process he caught it looking back out to Oddend and the Pidgey every now and then, and it cemented his theory that it actually really wanted to fight. "Don't worry about it. You'll get to finish it off instead. Oddend will just tire it out first."
Blue started to feel the effect of the Pidgey's words. It settled as a knot in his stem, and a jitter in his legs, and he realised the teasing was making him angry, exactly like Martin had warned. The Pidgey's sign of boredom only fuelled his feelings, and if Martin hadn't called him back in that moment, he might just have snapped and tried to drain the Pidgey for some of it's annoying energy and speed. He barely paid it any mind, that he had actually been hurt by the gust. The attendance he got back in Martin's hands did a lot to soothe the anger, though he kept shooting the Pidgey glances to see how it fared against his replacement. Martin's words made Blue lower his gaze to the ground. He wasn't used to a trainer reading him so well, and though it obviously gave him a much needed opportunity to grow strong, he also felt humbled by it. He thought he was better at hiding his feelings. He was supposed to be calm and collected, and prepared to step in to defend his trainer only when strictly necessary. Of course, he couldn't protect anyone if he wasn't strong enough, and Blue figured that was his current problem. The opponents were stronger than what he was used to. With a sigh he accepted that to get truly strong he would have to rely on Martin's other Pokemon to help. Maybe some time in the future he could impress everyone.
While Blue was dealing with his small existential crisis, Oddend was having a look at the overconfident Pidgey. He had only partly observed the battle so far, not really thinking he would be pulled into it, since Martin hadn't even been close to touching Oddend's Pokeball until now. His mistake apparently. Oddend felt like yawning at the Pidgey for good measure. It had after all been bored a minute ago, so he could just give it more boredom in return. However, Martin wanted something else, and Oddend wondered briefly at the politeness. Probably some game on Martin's part, Oddend decided, but made sure to gather some fluids in his mouth ready to spit after the target. All that waste he had gotten to eat earlier, would be put to good use now.
Wordcount: 626 (Ooc: Oddend changes in and uses Acid Spray)