The Power of Friendship! [Mod][F]

[Pixel]

Silas was...strapped for cash. And he hadn't heard back from the Rockets about a new job, so he was stuck for the moment sorting out what to do. If he should just steal some more pokemon as a freelancer, or if he would have to get some piddling part time job as he waited for work to come in. 

But as he contemplated that, a curious little want ad popped up. Someone was looking for assistance evolving a cleffa into a clefairy and appeared to be having some difficulty sorting out how to improve their happiness. 

The pay was decent and between the chingling he got from that boy, and the budew he acquired a while back, he was in a rather unique position to do some...friendship training. Keeping the cleffa was temping, but if he applied for the work, it would have a trace on him. Decisions, decisions.

At the end of the day, wanting a cover story as well as a paycheck, he decided he would do a little 'honest' work for now as he waited for someone to appreciate his skillset enough to extend him a job. The trainer temporarily entrusted him with the cleffa (his name sounded familiar but where had he heard it before?) and Silas caught sight of the police badge under his jacket. Ah. Yep. No stealing this. He didn't want the cops bothering him.

Silas was already regretting this, but the young officer didn't seem like he was the sort to do deep, involved background checks fortunately. Just asked that he got the cleffa back by the next day.

"Don't worry one bit. As I promised on the phone, I know how to boost a pokemon's friendship. And see this soothe bell? Its sound makes a pokemon even happier. I'll have your cleffa hold it while I do some training, and even if it doesn't do any battling itself, it will gain friendship and experience just through watching. Money back guarantee and all."

The young officer nodded and thus, on a cool, foggy evening on the cusp of winter, Silas headed out with some baby pokemon in his pockets. Priority was getting that cleffa evolved, then he could focus on the chingling and budew...And while he was at it, he could get some much needed levels on his rattata, squirtle and ekans, who were falling behind his core trio severely.

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Word Count: 430 (+400)) | OOC: 

Training montage time. 

(Please no random rival encounter.)

Moving Budew, Chingling and Cleffa from Adrian's party to Silas'. Putting Flame Orb on rattata. Putting Soothe Bell on Cleffa.

[Tarlar]

It was a nice calm evening, the fog which hung between the tress of the routes, and made the nearby Ilex Forest look even more gloom and spooky than usual. It would make it harder to find the wild pokemon, or perhaps make it easier if they didn't see Silas either and stumbled upon him?
They will hear some rummaging in the grass but never see anything, at one point it even sounded like a very familiar voice of someone who was a redhead but even if Silas looked after him, he wouldn't find any.

The fog swirled and out came a calm looking nidoran, her blue-ish colors marked her as female. The poison type tilted its head curiously and sat down calmly.
"Fog is safety, fog is fear. Clover is tasty, dry your tear," she recited a little poem and her nose twitched eagerly as she watched them intently, "what do you think?" She asked a moment later.

"Oh! I have another one: You must be brave, like the heart you gave. I will face in your a fight, and show you all my might!" She grinned as she jumped up on all fours again and scraped the ground in pretended impatience.

Nidoran(F) [Lv 9] is out enjoying the early evening.
Weather will be Fog

Shiny: gUqT2raI1-42

(ooc: rolled for day encounters, now that its not technically night but just evening )1-42

[Pixel]

The main issue with fog, Silas quickly realized, was the poor visibility. Battling in this would be a nightmare. However, pokemon could learn quite a bit just through observation and exposure. Catching pokemon helped them grow as well as battling sometimes. Which would make things easier until this fog cleared, since a pokeball was less apt to outright miss than pokemon mid attack. Probably had something to do with the technology in it. He doubt old fashioned pokeballs were quite so wide in range.

With that in mind, he kept his eyes proverbially peeled. Searching. Looking. His gaze was hard and keen. Though even with looking as carefully as he might, it was still a while before he found signs of a pokemon in the gloom. Night was rapidly approaching. Sane trainers would be inside in this weather rather than roaming about.

Suddenly, a small blue shape hopped through the swirling mist, chittering away, as if talking to herself. How interesting. A female nidoran. Silas had to admit he rather admired the might of the nidoran line, though he wasn't quite convinced that he should take on the burden of training yet another tiny, weak thing. Especially when stones to evolve them were dreadfully hard to obtain sometimes. And he couldn't be wasting money when he was already having to drop as low as to training other people's pokemon FOR them. 

(Those darn Rockets best contact him soon for work!)

Freeing himself of wandering thoughts, he released two pokemon. First the little Cleffa he was told was named Star (a pitiful little runt fresh out of an egg judging by her level), and then King his rattata. Star made a confused little coo, blinking widely at the nidoran before glancing up at Silas, clearly baffled as to why she was here. Though she quickly distracted herself by playing with the bell tied around her neck. Pretty sound!

She obviously didn't realize that this was a battle.

"Star, pay attention," Silas said in a firm voice. Not scolding, just even and loud enough to get her attention from the bell. "I am here to teach you about wild pokemon and battling. Isn't that fun?" A falsely cheery smiled followed. "King, make sure the nidoran doesn't actually hit her."

<Right boss> King muttered to himself, wincing as he felt himself become inflicted with a burn. Was there a point to this pain? Or was his master just feeling sadistic?

"Now, often times, catching pokemon will be the ultimate end of a wild battle," Silas explained. "But if the pokemon doesn't stay in a ball, it may need weakened. Let us see if this pokemon is weak enough to be captured yet." He withdrew a pokeball and tossed it at the nidoran before him.

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Word Count: 461 (+400)) | OOC: 

Star w/ soothe bell sent out.
SWITCH to King w/flame orb.

Throw a pokeball just to see if it works.

[Lamont]

The star-shaped puffball that was offered as the answer to her challenge didn't disappoint the poison pin pokemon at all. She was familiar with larger balloon looking pokemon wandering around the area and they were deceivingly tough, but could be a lot of fun being their general bubbly-ness. With that top of her mind, the Nidoran♀ eased her aggressive posture ever so slightly and playfully bobbed side-to-side. A growl rolled off her tongue as the start of the engagement. She opted to give the other side more opportunity to decide the opening moves.

What she wasn't expecting as the chatty person in the back to be the one to do so. She had almost missed it having been so eager to exchange with Star, or even the watchful rat nearby. Out of the corner of her eye though she noted the spherical device depart from the man's casual toss.

"No, that won't do!" she huffed, bolting off to the side before making a swift zigzag to officially begin enacting on her issued challenge, "I haven't had the chance to battle you." The squeaky verse was made between strides as she made toward the clueless cleffa. Though, well before the poison type had made the distance King had stepped in the way and made it clear he was the one to be her target. She had no problems with this. Nidoran♀ lunged when she was in range and delivered a little scratch before carrying on a few more steps and turning back around to prep for the next exchange.


Wild Encounter

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Weather: Fog

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Nidoran♀ LV 9
HP 100% [31/31]

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King LV 14
HP 83% [30/36]

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Nidoran♀: Normal
King [Guts]: Burned[-2HP], -1 ATK

SP+++ Star switched with King!
SP15 Nidoran♀ used Growl!

SP+++ Silas threw a poke ball!
SP15 Nidoran♀ used Scratch!

King was hurt by burn!


Participated: Star



Capture? BkdAkACD1-100
(Poke ball deducted)
1-100

[Pixel]

Star watched the exchange with big eyes. The nidoran moved towards her, growling playfully even as King stepped between them. She squeaked a bit and waved, <Hello! Do you wanna be friends?> The little bell around her neck jingled away, its delightful chime filling the foggy evening air. She bounced a bit, a tiny, pink, fallen star. Harmless and infectiously adorable. It was insufferable. 

<Mr. King? Can I play? She looks really nice.>

<Sorry, kid, no can do. Bossman's orders> King sighed, wincing again as his burn ached and the playful nidoran scratched his face. <He's not much for games. So if you wanna get back home to your trainer, you should pay attention like he said you should do.>

<...Oh. Miss Nidoran? Don't hurt Mr. King too bad, okay? He doesn't look like he feels good.> Star fretted as she noticed the rat's tired stance and strained voice. <I think that red thingy he's holding is hurting him...>

<It's fine, kid. It's part of my own training> King assured her. <I got guts. Pain like this makes me stronger. Trust me. I'll even show ya.> He darted forward in a silver quick blur to try to hit the nidoran. <See. I'm still fit for fightin'. Now it's nidoran's turn.>

<Oh, so battles are like...turns?>

<Yep. You take turns. Like...a game.>

<Play!>

King sighed a little fondly, <Yeah...play. But she's a bit too strong to play with you, kiddo.> As he watched the cleffa, he was painfully reminded of his own mate and eggs back home. He had an extensive family back in those dark hills. He thought about them every day, and grieved losing them. Now he was battling for a human that wasn't even the one who caught him, and he had no idea if he'd ever see his loved ones again. That uncertainty hurt worse than burn.

He couldn't help but wonder how his beloved was handling the kids. Hopefully the eggs hatched healthy. Maybe their sons and daughters stepped up to help her raise them. This winter would be tough for the family with him gone. But she was a tough cookie herself. She had moxie. He loved that about her. She was a gal with a warrior heart and defended their little ones ferociously. 

King sighed, wistful, as Silas took the opportunity to throw another ball.

"It is good to see you paying attention, Star. One day you will need to battle as well. Though perhaps today will not be that day."

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Word Count: 431 (+400) | OOC: 

Quick attack w/ King.
Throw pokeball.

[Tiki]

"Play you might ask, but battle is the task." The Nidoran replied to the Cleffa, before she turned her attention to the rodent. Well, the attention was too late as the purple blur slammed onto the sky-blue skinned Pokemon. The Pokemon yelped in pain as the Quick Attack was quite stronger than expected.

The Nidoran wasn't happy from being hit, and grumbled another rhyme off of her tongue. "Watch where you run, because you just hit someone!" Then, it spit some poison stings at the Rattata's direction, which thankfully only scraped King's royal fur. As the mature rocket member threw another Pokeball, the poison type mammal grumbled curiously at the metal ball before being sucked into the device. "A rattling strange Cheri Berry, coming from the giant blond fairy?" Nidoran asked herself instead of King , trying to understand what was that thing the giant creature kept on slinging at her. She didn't care that she just called Silas a giant fairy. It wasn't like he could understand her anyways!

The ball shook a little before it went into a DING! Now the Nidoran can poetry slam Silas's team.

Wild Encounter

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Weather: Fog

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Nidoran♀ LV 9
HP 48% [15/31]

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King LV 14
HP 69% [25/36]

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Nidoran♀: Normal
King [Guts]: Burned[-2HP], -2 ATK

SP29+ King used Quick Attack!
SP15 Nidoran♀ used Poison Sting!
King was hurt by burn!

SP++ Pokeball used!

Participated: Star

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Star gained 1 level for participation, now Level 2!
+2 happiness, now +2!


King gained 1 level, now Level 15!
+1 happiness, now +2!


[img src="https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/xyani/nidoran-f.gif"]
[b]Nidoran ♀[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 9
OT: Silas Goldsmith
Moves: Growl, Poison Sting, Scratch
Ability: Poison Point or Rivalry
Nature/Personality: [choose]

crit chance VPqYRrh01-16
capture roll not needed 1-100

king acc roll 1-100
nidoran acc roll 1-100
nidoran crit roll 1-16

ooc:
ok rhyming a sentence is harder than I thought1-16·1-100·1-100·1-100·1-16

[Pixel]

When the nidoran was at last captured after her beautiful poetry performance, Star clapped her little nubbin hands together. She cheered. Look at all the fun things she's learning! The bell around her neck chimed cheerily as she began to hop and prance and dance, happy as could be. 

King laid down on cool, damp grass, breathing through the aches of burns. Silas picked up the pokeball and returned king to his ball to rest. He pocketed both before kneeling in front of Star, "See what fun it is to battle, little one? Why don't you help me catch new friends?"

Star couldn't see past his false smile and into the depths of his soul. All she knew was that he was being friendly and teaching her all sorts of new things. When he started to walk, she toddled after him, singing to herself as they walked, quite cheerful indeed. Silas was considering what else he could do to hasten this job. Perhaps he could buy the cleffa a cheap snack? There were some sweets that improved happiness...

As he thought about his plans to cash this paycheck quickly, Star noticed something rustling in the grass and happily ran towards it. Pokemon? Person? Who was to say. Because she didn't pause to notice nor care. She just blindly ran forward out of reach, soothe bell chiming away!

Silas heard the sudden increase in jingles and whipped his head around, cursing a bit when he saw the pitiful hatchling baby try to throw herself at some rustling grass like it was her new best friend. "King, intervene," he commanded, throwing the ball again. King winced as his burns refreshed themselves. He had a feeling he'd need to get used to this...

King knew better than to hesitate and leapt forward as fast as he could to interject himself between Star and whatever it was in the grass. Person or pokemon, he'd end up being unable to slow down and would slam into them at full speed. 

Star made a startled sound, <King? Are you okay?>

<I'm fine! Fine. It's all good, kiddo. How's you doin'?>

<I'm okay. I just wanted to meet a new friend like the nidoran. She wanted to play and sing and do poetry...>

<Not all pokemon are like that, kid. You's sweet, but it's a rat eat rat world out here. You will get hurt just blindly throwing yourself at danger. Lemme handle this.>

<O-okay. I'll, um...watch...> Star scuttled back to Silas with wide eyes and a sniffle.

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Word Count: 421 (+400) | OOC: 

Star sent out first against encounter.
SWITCH to ratatta to use quick attack.

NIGHT encounters now please.

[Tarlar]

It was not the reaction the poochyena had expected at all, and it scrambled back further into the grass as it mumbled some chosen words it had heard the elders of its flock say when they thought there were no puppy ears around to pick it up.

It was out on its own for the first time, as a time had come, which would come in all poochyenas young lives. A time where they had grown up and would have to stand on their own four legs, to show that they got what it took to live in and provide for a flock.
They would become more independent and stray further and further away from the territory of its flock, learning by experience and practice and either returned and more skilled members of the flock, or if they were more ambitious they would continue out to find other strays to start new flocks with.

Poochyena had done pretty well, if it should say so itself, it had taken down a couple of pokemon on its own and had certainly not gone hungry for long. Now it had ventured out of Ilex Forest and had spotted a pokemon it had never seen, nor tasted, before and it had been sneaking up on her when she somehow noticed it and chose to run straight for it.
It had seen humans before but only in the distance, it saw them as parents and had expected to try dash out and snatch it while he was looking the other way, but what prey went straight for their attacker?! Another pokemon appeared, which looked more like known prey although that one too also acted completely unexpected as it too rushed straight at it, pushing the pink one out of the way in the process.

It leered to scare King and chase him off, and then howled when he rammed it and sent it rolling through the grass. It leered again as it scrambled to its feet and fought to regain its breath, it didn't seem to work though, why didn't they cover in fear?


Wild Encounter

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Weather: Chinook

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Wild Name LV 13
HP 44% [16/36]

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Pkmn Name LV 15
HP 89% [34/38]

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Poochyena : Normal (+1SPD)
King [Guts]: Burned ( Flame orb held) (+1SPD, -2DEF)

SP++ King switches in! (He got burned by the Flame Orb)
SP18 27 Poochyena used Leer!

SP+ King used a Guts powered Quick Attack!
SP18 27 Poochyena used Leer!



Shiny: 2RS_qweA1-42

(ooc: Star has participated)1-42

[Pixel]

King was indeed unafraid of the pooch's leering. Or at least, that was what he told himself as he glared back at the pup, braced for a fight between the grasses and Star. When the poochyena emerged, Silas' interest was piqued. What a fine little hound. He supposed that it would be a fine shame to let such a pokemon escape him. Poochyena were generally marvelously useful and versatile pokemon.

However, King was already lunging for another attack, teeth flashing in the darkness. His paws struggled to find purchase in the steadily more slippery grass. It seemed as if night had brought with it an intense cold that was freezing the dampness and rendering the ground a little slicker than expected. 

Silas pulled out a pokeball and said to Star, "Assuming neither of them knock each other out in one hit, I am going to throw a ball and try to catch this poocheyna. I'm sure this battling is making more sense, hm? Perhaps after this we can get you a treat. Maybe a warm pastry or..." Pause. "Or an ice cream. Ice cream parlors tend to be open at night. Wouldn't that be nice? A sweet treat to celebrate learning about battling?"

Silas didn't know how much 'happiness' this cleffa needed, but he was all for speeding things up. He had other pokemon to train as well. And certain treats boosted happiness quite readily. 

Star blinked up at him with curious, delighted eyes. She was getting all sorts of attention! I was great! She wasn't sure why her trainer had given her to him for the evening to train, but she was mostly having fun. Sure, it was kind of spooky out here. First the fog and now the frost, but...there was a moon overhead.

The cleffa lifted her arms towards the moon. Something about it felt like...home? Like family? It filled her with a sense of...rightness. With joy! She started to dance and twirl, hopping around and singing softly to herself as King fought the poochyena and tried to keep her safe.

<You will not harm mine> King warned the pooch. His purple fur was fluffed, his ears flat as he jumped back from the pup after committing to his bite.

Assuming nobody fell over, out cold, or ran off, Silas would throw a ball to try to catch the Poocheyna. If it did run off, well...it wasn't fit for his team anyway. He couldn't bear a coward.

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Word Count: 410 (+400) | OOC: 

Bite and assuming nobody crits and knocks out the other...
Throw a ball.

[Tiki]

The Rattata went forward for a bite, to which the Poochyena was running around trying to shake it off. It had never seen or battled a Rattata with such powerful teeth before. They don't usually hurt its furs and hide this bad. The dark type howled, and raised its chin in the air, calling for reinforcement possibly.

Sadly, before it could hear anyone respond back with a howl or watch them help, the lone Poochyena was sucked into a capture device. The ball dropped to the ground and wobbled a little bit to the left. Then again, to the right. Finally, it ended in a soft DING to indicate success of the capture.

Now, if they stay up late long enough, bakery would be opening in like, a good several hours. Or, a convenient store that sells pastries that could be reheated in Pokemon Center?

Wild Encounter

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Weather: Chinook

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Poochyena LV 13
HP 17% [6/36]

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King LV 15
HP 79% [30/38]

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Poochyena : Normal (+1SPD, +1 ATK)
King [Guts]: Burned ( Flame orb held) (+1SPD, -2DEF)

SP31 King used Bite!
SP18 27 Poochyena used Howl!
King is hurt by burn.

SP+ Ball used

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Star +1 level for participation, now Level 3!
+2 Happiness, now +4!


King +2 Levels, now Level 17!
He can learn Take Down, delete a move?
+1 Happiness, now +2!


Poochyena is captured!
[img src="https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/poochyena.gif"]
[b]Poochyena[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 13
OT: Silas Goldsmith
Moves: Run Away or Quick Feet
Ability: Howl, Sand Attack, Bite, Leer
Nature/Personality: [choose]

pooch move h2gpH|Tk1-4
crit roll for rat 1-16
crit roll for pooch just in case 1-16
capture roll 1-1001-4·1-16·1-16·1-100

[Pixel]

Caught.

It wasn't too difficult. The poochyena took the hit, howled and was swiftly captured. Not a problem at all. Silas pocked the ball, humming to himself, confident that he would make good use of that pooch in the future. However, for now...

"Let us get you some ice cream to celebrate your first couple of battles, hm?" And get out of this darn fog. Silas herded his little party back into town and looked around for a bit. It didn't take long to find a convenience store that sold prepackaged cones of the sweet stuff. It was cheap and pokemon tended to like treats. His own pokemon would no doubt be jealous if they were watching. But his focus right now was on Star and ensuring she evolved for that officer so said officer would wander off and leave him alone after paying him.

So he unwrapped the ice cream and offered it to the cleffa, who curiously nibbled on the snack with big eyes.

"There. Now, why don't we go back out?" Silas said, though when they emerged back outside, the fog had settled and frost was building on the grass. How curious... "It looks as if it will snow soon."

The cleffa shivered but kept happily eating her treat.

"Hm. I do suppose your kind is often found in mountain caves or on mountain tops. The cold must not bother you overly much." Silas observed before kneeling to take off the bell. Star made a curious noise, but was too distracted by noms to care. He had other pokemon that needed some soothed hearts. She would have to share tonight with them. Specifically his budew. Roserade was quite the pokemon. And one he wished to have for himself. But right now he was stuck with a useless little seedling lump.

No matter. That was why he was out here training.

As his good shoes crunched away on the developing frost, he looked around. Not many people out on a night like this. Especially loitering at the outskirts of town like some shady person who didn't have a house he should be getting warm and cozy in. Silas gazed out into the wilds that clung so close to Azalea. He wondered how often wild pokemon wandered into town? Did they cause a ruckus or retreat quietly once they ran into people?

Stars finished the last of her cone and began to cheerily dance in the moonlight, spinning and bouncing, just enjoying this wonderful night.

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Word Count: 416 (+400) | OOC: 

Moving one Castellia Cone to Silas from Adrian's inventory. I would like to feed it to cleffa to bump her happiness to 5. That should trigger evo.

(Leaving cone in inventory for mod to confirm item)
(EDIT: Just bought another cone. It's also in Silas' inventory making him have 2 cones until mod confirms use.)

Moving soothe bell to budew. 
(Should have started this in the day, but here's me forgetting that budew is a DAYTIME ONLY evo. But that's fiiiine.)

Last but not least, NOT teaching rattata take down.

New encounter please!

[Tiki]

While the Cleffa was enjoying her happy little dance after the delicious ice cream cone, the foot movement on the frosty ground had caught the attention of other Pokemon. Some were peeping quietly behind the trees, some were hiding behind bushes. It didn't take long for a Pokemon to jump in and introduce itself ungracefully.

"HEY THERE, Pink Blink! It is not the time to be dancing! The Mankey Combat Festival had passed, so there's nothing to celebrate! Don't worry, there's the Mankey Clawing Festival coming up! Why don't you save your moves till then?" The Mankey giggled, warmly inviting the innocent Cleffa to a regional and private festival of Mankey fighting by day, and then celebrating with dancing for the victor at night.

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A (Level 10) Mankey appeared!

+1 Speed to all land Pokemon due to weather.

🔜
Star can now evolve to Clefairy, intervene?

wOk4wi1o1-42
rare 1-6
no uncommon at night
common 1-41-42·1-6·1-4

[Pixel]

<Mankey Clawing Festival? What's that?> The innocent little cleffa asked, still whirling in the moonlight, entrancing in her sweetness. Even Silas had to pause and watch, admittedly drawn to the little pokemon embracing her natural element, dancing beneath the moon like a child nymph yearning to please her celestial goddess mother. He noted the mankey, but as it didn't attack right away, Silas just...watched.

He watched until the joy she felt started to make wisps of moonglow linger on her pink fur, tracing starlit trails in the shadows as she bounced and spun with fearless innocence. 

<There is always something to celebrate! I'm celebrating making new friends. Want to join me?> she asked, giggling as she thrust her palms high, as if to grab the moon itself from the heavens. <Something...is stirring. Changing... I can feel it. I am so happy. I cannot help but dance to show that joy.> It was then that the wisps of moonglow suddenly overtook her whole form. She sparkled and shimmered as her form morphed with the trademark light of evolution. 

Suddenly, the light fell away and the little fairy returned to her dancing, changed but still herself. Still Star. But a clefairy now. 

<It's wonderful> she murmured, as if oblivious to her own metamorphosis, gaze still skyward as she let her hands fall.

In the background, Silas had let his budew out of his ball and had tied the soothe bell to him. His job with Star was done. Soon he could return her to her trainer and be done with the mission given. Though to his annoyance, the unruly budew just ran up to the clefairy, bell twinkling and began to spin around too.

<I want to learn to dance like you!> he cried, oblivious to the mankey he'd stepped in front of. Star cheered and agreed to teach the budew to dance. The pair whirled and spun, just children in the grand scheme of the cosmos. 

Of course, that meant it was up to the now rather tired King to make sure nothing went awry. The rat was sent out to make sure the mankey didn't just blitz the pair into a puddle and ruin all of Silas' hard work. So he ran as fast as his little ratty legs would take him to run loops around the mankey, <Hey! Look at my dance. Is this, uh, how you do it?> He was going so fast that it was easily to accidentally clip the mankey as he ran.

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Word Count: 417 (+400) | OOC: 

Evolving into clefairy and transferring to Adrian. Star will be 'present' for RP but is no longer in my party.

Budew holding the soothe bell is sent out.
Switched for King holding a flame orb.
King uses quick attack.

[Tiki]

"WELL, PINK BLINK, that isn't what we're celebrating here though!" the Mankey hooted in response, but then covered its eyes as the Cleffa's glowing bright evolution light glared in its retina.

After Star's evolution ended, it caught a glimpse of a green blur with ringing bells around it, but then it was faced a purple Rattata now. The fighting type winced its eyes, as its vision recovered from the bright light, and charged forward by swinging its arms left and right to try to claw the Rattata, however it failed to its dismay. King had simply just moved out of the way of the Nearly Blinded Mankey Claws.

The Mankey howled when its vision returned fully, and had no intention to evaluate King's dancing skills. "Hey, who are you? I was talking to Pink Blink! I'll only dance with Pinky!"

Then, King charged forward with a Quick Attack, boosted by his pain tolerance from the Flame Orb that it was somehow carrying. The Mankey shook its head, and charged toward King with its claws, this time digging into his skin with its sharp claws. "You, stay on the side line!"

Wild Encounter

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Weather: Chinook

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Mankey LV 10
HP 29% [9/31]

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King LV 15
HP 24% [9/38]

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Wild Pkmn [Ability]: Status, +1 Spd
King [Guts]: Burned, +1 Spd

SP++ Budew switched out!
SP33 Mankey used Fury Swipes. It Missed!
King is hurt by burn. (-5 hp)

SP46 King used Quick Attack!
SP33 Mankey used Fury Swipes! It hit 5 times!

[Pixel]

<Afraid I can't do that> King said tiredly. He wished he could stay on the sidelines. Be unimportant. Invisible. Forgotten. Maybe then he would be released and able to return to his family. As it were, all he could do was endure and persevere. With images of his family in his mind, he kept up his distracting dance even after the mankey slammed powerful swipes into his flank. Rattata let out a surprised yelp and was flung far, nearly dashed off off his strength...but up again on his paws to run again to keep the monkey distracted.

It was enough to make a rat's little heart ache.

(Just endure)

(He could endure a little longer)

Fortunately for him, Silas was intrigued by the mankey. Not because of what it was now, but because of a recent discover in Paldea about what it could be. News from the far continent came that primape could actually evolve if it knew a certain move. And it could evolve into a ghost-fighting type that was amazing in battle. 

He wasn't sure if the monkey was a match for him and his team but...perhaps...he could make it work. If not, he could pawn it off onto someone else. He had no issues selling wild pokemon to interested buyers. And once he handled this mankey, he'd get that trouble making clefairy back into a ball so that she could be returned to her oblivious trainer. The sooner, the better.

Enlarge the ball in his palm, he waited for the mankey to be in a good position, then he threw it. He watched the capsule sail forth, surface glistening in the darkness. No doubt soon the world would be covered in a frail blanket of white, a frosty shawl that glowed like pearls beneath the moon. And branches would soon be adorned with icicles that glistened with every flicker of stars as clouds obscured and revealed the night sky. Everything was so much quieter and brighter on a winter evening. Intense.

Unless there was a brewing storm, at which point the whipping of wind would assail the senses, deafening and blinding as it bloodied and bruises the skin. 

For now, it was just cold.

And for now, it was a nice, clear evening to train little pokemon that needed it. Silas preferred it this way. As with morning would likely come more trainers than pokemon, which he was far less keen on when training these rookies. He'd rather not make the fool of himself, having only two pokemon worth their salt in battling while this close to a gym notorious for being a hazard to new trainers.
  

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Word Count: 450 (+400) | OOC: 

Budew holding the soothe bell has participated.
Throwing a pokeball. (Should be 100%?)