Back for Round 2 [Interior Warehouse]

[The REAL Joey]

While her focused strain of Stun Spore may not have had the desired effect of restricting the feisty feline's movements, Narcissa couldn't help but smirk to herself as she noticed that the other troublesome looking kitty had become as stiff as an iron rod. Maybe there'd be enough fumes leftover to paralyse Sharada a little so that she could envelope her vines around her legs and drag her off somewhere so that Joe wouldn't realise she was here. Her illusions grandeur would so fall flat as the cheeky grin of Devia popped in front of her face again. Swapping her daydream scheming with that of unbridled rage, Narcissa seemed to burst a casket as steam erupted from her ears almost figuratively. There had been few which had aggrieved her to this level and they were few and far between. Joey had been a guilty suspect of this, constantly patronising her. Then there was Sherry. That little hussy slut was always stealing away her deserved attention by flirting with all the males in Joey's menagerie of Pokemon. And then lastly there was Plusie. That little wannabe cheerleader just arched her back up far too often with her little 'displays'. There were others, sure, but Narcissa could at least wallow in the fact her beauty far outshone them and they had NO hope in ever even becoming a fraction of the gorgeous look Narcissa held.

Although still enraged, her thoughts seemed to be drifting elsewhere and had once again left Devia with another all too tempting opportunity. Especially for one as snide and opportunist like Devia herself. Licking her paw quickly and giving her legs a quick stretch as she got up, she was glad to see that her trainer wasn't a braindead dolt in the slightest. The fact she had commanded Pursuit meant that they were completely on the same wavelength. Laying low to the ground, Devia eyed Narcissa with a sneer as she couldn't get over how ego-centric the Pokemon was. Shaking her body slightly, it was like seeing her disappear into thin air the next. With a lithe athletic pounce, Devia had taken off and become a mere dark purple blur as she hurriedly sped towards Narcissa, lest she had any feelings of retreating. This sudden movement also took Narcissa off guard as she couldn't quite defend herself in time with the blinding dash sporting towards it. Letting out a high pitched chirp, Narcissa went bounding backwards, almost lifeless as she grounded to a halt. In truth, she wasn't lifeless. Merely dejected that someone of her immense looks had been bested by a mangy little fleabag.



Joey Pokemon Battle

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Joey's Narcissa | Level 18 |
Health : 0% (0/51)
Status : KO'd
...Philistine

Devia | Level 18 |
Health : 100% (31/31)
Status : Normal
Has the wilting little rose had enough?

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Victory!

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Your Purrloin fought courageously and has levelled up!
It went up by 4 levels (+1 thanks to Lucky Egg) and is now Level 22!
Devia would like to learn the moves Torment and Fake Out.
Delete some moves so that she can learn these?
Devia also gained +1 Happiness!
A strange light envelopes Devia! Do you intervene?!

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[Morrigan]

By the time Sharada had healed her grinning Meowth and stroked his face until he was back to reality, the battle had already finished. The brunette had missed the finishing blow dealt by Devia but at the end of the day, she knew it was something so agile and swift that Narcissa didn't stand a chance, as could be seen whilst the blooming rose lay in absolute shock on the ground. With Cheshire jumping out of Sharada's arms and dashing to the side of Devia, the female trainer couldnt help but hide her face behind her hands, muttering words wildly to herself. "Joe is gonna be so upset that I destroyed Narcissa! He'll throttle me for sure!" Just beginning to imagine what he would do to her for laying a finger on his Pokemon, Sharada knelt to her knees and sat forward so that her hands were touching the floor, her messy head of hair leaning forward as she began to pray to whatever was the most high and might to make sure that Joe would forgive her.

Rolling her eyes, Devia snorted at the defeated Roselia. Silly flowers were no match for the beauty of her silk fur coat and mysterious green eyes, not even this girl. Besides, the aroma from her made her nose itch. Closing them, Devia began to rub her nose comfortingly with her paw, only opening them again to see Cheshire up close. Jumping back and arching up her back with a hiss for the sudden scare, the usually smiling Cheshire was actually looking a bit bemused. Meorwing to Devia, he explained that he sensed some sort of odd scent from her, something he hadn't noticed before. Slowly calming herself down, the purple feline stared down at her paws and just seconds later, she began to glow. Regaining his grin, Cheshire stared into the light with wide eyes, Sharada partly lifting her own teary eyes up only to hide behind her hands once more, or atleast until she could see what was about to appear...

Where her precious little Purrloin once stood was now replaced with that of a Liepard. The feline becoming larger, more slender, having odd spots scattered across her body, a curved scythe like tail and the same mask-like patches of fur across her face. Crawling a few places along the ground, Sharada reached Devia and held her tightly immediately, the feline's eyes almost popping out in shock due to the sudden strength of her trainer. "D-Devia! You evolved! You look so so beautiful!" Rubbing the side of her face against Devia's affectionately, the Liepard seemed incredibly unimpressed but didn't pull herself away either. She was too busy staring blankly at Cheshire, the atmosphere around him changing. Deep down, he was somewhat upset, his tryings of impressing Devia had failed so far and now she had even evolved before him. Feeling as if he had no chance, he strutted back towards Sharada and with his blank grin being a goodbye, pressed the button of his own Pokeball and was drawn back inside.

As usual, Devia couldnt care less but the very strange act had confused Sharada greatly. "Poor Cheshire... I hope he is okay. I didn't think he feel this way about anyone." Getting no sympathy from her what so ever, Sharada smiled calmly, "Devia, you have trained so hard today. So hard infact that you even evolved. How about we have a break for today?" Giving her training an understanding nod, a bored yawn escaped from the feline's mouth, awaiting to be returned back to her Pokeball. Now, all that was left was Sharada and Narcissa. Biting her lip, the brunette walked over to the rose's side, crouching on her tip toe's and looking down. "Say... Are you alright?"

[The REAL Joey]

Letting the disgustingly ugly leopard get some recognition, Narcissa eventually hoisted herself up with a quick push off the ground and began brushing down all the dirt she had accumulated. This warehouse was kept purposefully dirty and it infuriated her to lengths unbound. Her eyes now transformed into scornful slits, Narcissa couldn't quite fathom why Sharada was praising Devia so highly when the real crowned beauty was standing over there. It was so clear and so obvious that Sharada may very well be blind. So caught up in her enraged pondering, the little rose jumped as she noticed Sharada was now looming over here, casting a shadow. Sniffing her nose to the snide, Narcissa remained silent for a few moments before erupting into a rapid stream of high pitched squeaking. "Do I look alright? Do I? OF COURSE I'M NOT ALRIGHT! That rabid, mangy furface has messed up my preened leaf coating and embarrassed me in front of my domain! Only I, the most gorgeous being to grace this ugly world should come out victorious in whatever endeavour I choose. To think otherwise is sacrilege and a blasphemy of the highest order. I'll have you know..." Her high pitched rabbiting went on and on to the point that all her speech seemed to convene in one long, boring droll.

Enough to make anyone lose interest, there was thankfully going to be an opportune distraction which would interrupt this lavish display of delusions grandeur. Quaking the entire warehouse, a noise that sounded very much akin to that of a jet plane taking off reverberated throughout the entirety of the structure. So much so, a few colossal sound waves later and Narcissa almost went flying forwards in the air, thankfully prevented from doing so as she latched onto Sharada. "Oh GREAT... Here comes another sinfully revolting philistine to try and catch a glimpse of my incomparable beauty. I don't know how I go from day to day bearing such arduous labours." Trying to cover her ears pre-emptively, a pair of doors swung open near to where Sharada was standing. At first, they seemed to swing open on their own but it was in fact thanks to the noise made by a specific Pokemon in particular. Loudred. Not just any Loudred, it was Joey's Amp. Many would be easily forgiven for thinking it wasn't considering how much of a scaredy cat he was as a Whismur but it seemed growing up had done him a world of change. Storming forward with a blind jog, he kept on yelling but skidded to an abrupt halt as he saw Sharada. Opening his mouth, he belted out another jetplane take off. "HELLO THERE! I THINK I REMEMBER YOU! SHARADA ISN'T IT?!" Not only were his nerves gone but so were his manners. His attempt at conversing with Sharada was pumped up to 11!



Encounter

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Joey's Amp (Level 20) has appeared!
Please select a Pokemon for battle.

[Morrigan]

Reeling back as Narcissa began her incessant chirping, all her words of anger meant nothing to Sharada as she couldn't understand the Pokemon what so ever. If anything, Sharada was pleased that she was being seemingly scorned, it atleast meant the narcissistic rose was still acting her usual self. Remaining on her knees and smiling uncomfortably, she had to put up with the constant squeaking of Narcissa, her ears perked at the sound of something in the distance. Stomping in their direction, she couldn't quite pin point where the loud sounds were coming from as it boomed from every direction but it had to be something close by as even the Roselia began to react. "What is that?" Sharada mumbled quietly before the answer made itself known. A pair of doors flinging open accompanied with mighty sound waves, Sharada lowered her head as her long hair blew backwards. Feeling something grip onto her, the brunette couldn't help but raise a protective arm around Narcissa herself.

Ears ringing from powerful sounds, her eyes lingered upward as she saw the cause. Immediately recognising the Pokemon as something which resided from Hoenn, Sharada straightened herself up and was about to try to stand when Amp decided to speak first. Another powerful sound wave hitting her front on, Sharada felt as if she was going to be blow backwards herself, her hair and clothes rippling in an uncontrollable manner until he became silent. Looking up wearily, the brunette relinquished her grip from Narcissa, examining the Loudred a little better. As he was only trying to converse with her rather than shoo her away, Sharada managed a smile and finally stood back up to her feet. Leaning forward, she raised a hand and loving gave the Loudred a pat on his head, "I think I remember you... Amp! I think! The last I heard about you, you were just a little Whismur." Smiling as she retracted her hand, she took a slow step back and glanced between Joe's Pokemon before her own Poketch on her wrist. "I think it is best for me to leave for now. This was only a quick visit but I suppose no one is around." She stated abruptly, "I'm sure I'll return in the future. Goodbye for now!" Bidding her goodbyes, Sharada made a quick exit, not wanting to be blown away by Amp's powerful vocals.

- Sharada fled -

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Returning what seemed like months later, Sharada had become very different since her last visit to the warehouse. She had dug her roots deep into Team Rocket after successfully saving Joey's Ditto, Doopliss but her second part of the agreement was finding out more about his father, which was proving to be a much more difficult task. Dressed in some new attire of a cream, keyhole sweater, dark denim jeans, combat style boots and her hair tied up in a loose ponytail, it was almost rough in comparision to her usual girly look. Still somewhat feminine, this was better than her Rocket garb, the last thing she wanted was to be mistaken as the enemy again, although the image in her mind did bring a small smile to her face. Wandering through the dense woodland which grew on the outskirts of her destination, the rugged roof of the dilapidated building slowly came into view. Stopping by a tree, she puffed out a breath of smoke, dubbing her lit cigarette into the trunk to extinguish it before slotting it back into her cigarette packet. The area may have been abandoned but she was hardly going to litter on her friend's property.

Wearily leaving the safety of the trees and moving out into the open, a sudden swoosh of air above her caused the brunette to jump as a familiar, golden bird perched on top of her head. "Lute... You scared me." Sharada spoke out with a heavy breath, a hand clenched to her chest. Chirping cheerfully, the shiny Swablu merely buried herself within her cloud like wings, making herself comfortable. She had been surveying the area over head but lost track of Sharada when they decided to enter the warehouse grounds in their own way. Gulping nervously, the brunette took a step forward, approaching the entrance to the building. The main reason for her returning was to clarify what she was actually supposed to be doing. Since entering Team Rocket, her interaction with Joe and his gang had become less and less, until she had started to doubt herself. She was once innocent, wanting nothing more than to meet and make friends. But now her journey had become much deeper, leading her to living as a temporary double agent. Whilst see was starting to understand this thrill, she was scared that she was beginning to change too much, within herself.

Once again appearing unannounced, she was unsure if anyone would be in the building but there was only one way to find out. If anything, it was nice enough that she could hang around without the fear of Rockets jumping out at her.

- Exploring Interior Warehouse -

OOC: I hope you dont mind this sudden time skip and sorry if it seems rushed!

[The REAL Joey]

The lack of Rockets to jump her was a certainty at this point but that didn't rule out the surprise of others making a sudden ambush. The last time Sharada had set foot into the warehouse it had actually for once been like its namesake. Abandoned. Of course, the overspill of Joey's Pokemon eventually decided to make themselves known but it seemed as if the biker gang was completely off the radar. As she pushed her way through the chain locked doorway with just enough to make through the slight gap, the rusted doors made a groan as they scratched against the hardened ground. Entering into the empty confines of the sprawling warehouse, it appeared that there was something of a commotion going on. A duologue of shouting between two indistinct voices could be heard. One male, one female. They weren't at all familiar sounding either. Drawing closer, it appeared that the source of the two voices were two completely unknown strangers.

So locked into their argument, they were completely unbeknownst to the presence of another. Continuing on, the back and forth could now be heard. "Not my g'damn fault! Yer outta yer mind!" "Uh-uh, I don't think so mister. There's gonna be hell to pay if this isn't sorted!" "Tch. And why do you say that in sucha way that it gotta be pinnin' it all on me, huh?!" "Jeez, take it easy baldy. Don't get ya boxers in a bunch." Whatever it was they were arguing about would have to wait. The warehouse, although lived in as a base of operation for Joe's gang, was mostly derelict. As such a number of wild Pokemon had made it their home and unfortunately for Sharada, one was dangling right above her head. Agitated by the two strangers and their loud mouthed debate, it wrongly believed Sharada to be part of the commotion. With a squint of its many eyes, the Pokemon wriggled its many arms and it let loose from its webbing and hurtled downwards to take out its agitation on Sharada.



Encounter

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A ticked off Spinarak (Level 24) has appeared!
Please select a Pokemon for battle.

[Morrigan]

Pushing her way through the rusted gates carefully, her face grimaced as she tried her very best to not get a single stain or bit of rust on her outfit. Still perched comfortably on top of her head, the lone Swablu merely smiled childishly, chirping as if congratulating Sharada as she successfully made it through. "Pft, with no help from you." Sharada mumbled in a joking manner whilst wearing a slight smile as she brushed her hands together. Tapping the tip of her boots against the floor, the brunette took one more look at the outside of the building before sighing loudly and taking a few steps forward. "Maybe I'll just walk around the outside and see if Harley is about in the gardens." Merely talking out loud to herself, she was caught off guard by the sound of faint talking, leading her line of sight in the opposite direction. Blinking, there were definitely two voices coming from the inner part of the warehouse but one was female and it didn't sound like Harley. Changing her course, the female waltzed into the familiar surroundings of the interior warehouse, cob webs and all. Looking from left to right, she quickly spotted two very new and distinct characters talking, or much rather arguing, at one another.

Neither of them looking familiar in the slightest, Sharada was perturbed on what to do. Techinically, they were intruders. But the fact that Looker or the others hadn't chucked them out by now could also mean that they were new gang members. Judging from their attire, they could easily merge in with his gang. Wearily, she looked down to her own hand, eyes faltering at how prim and perfect her nails had been trimmed to look. Was Joe really going around recruiting all manner of people? Was what she was doing completely pointless and she was just being led falsely, under the impression that she was something special when really, he treated her the same as everyone else? "How... Stupid can I even be." She mumbled to herself, clearly feeling conflicted. Almost wanting to turn back and just leave due to her misunderstanding mind, Lute randomly perked up and fluttered off, away from the brunette. Looking up somewhat, Sharada blinked slowly in confusion, the feeling of a sticky string shot hitting her back. At first, she didn't appear to notice but with a lift of her arm, her fingers began to twitch and face changed to a dark shade of red.

"M-MY CLOTHES!" Sharada roared as she turned on the spot, pulling a look of disgust as she tried to rip the sticky thread from her body. "WHO THE HECK DID THIS?!" She continued at the top of her voice, not even realising that the duo close by might notice she was there. Finding this somewhat amusing in a playful manner, Lute chirped happily through her trainers frustration and turned Sharada's attention to a lone Spinarak. "Oh. OH! WELL THAT MAKES SENSE!" She hissed, giving up on trying to rid herself from the web. "Stupid warehouse with the stupid traps and stupid...stupid... STUPID JOE!!" Screaming as rage hit her all at once, the brunette forced a finger forward, "Go, Lute! Burn that thing with a Flamethrower!" Looking down to her trainer first with a concerned look and tilt of her body, Sharada began to stomp her foot on the floor in a tantrum like manner, "Just go on!" Fluttering her cloud like wings, the Swablu fluttered forward, preparing a hidden, fiery power from deep within herself as a rather upset Sharada began to peel off the rest of the string shot.

[The REAL Joey]

About to bat words at one another for another round, the duo opened their mouths only to fail to say anything as the outburst from Sharada had them stop dead in their tracks. The reactions were surprising to say the least. Leaping up from his spot, the bald headed thug screamed like a little girl and shuddered in terror. "Aiiiiyeeeeeee! It's the monster! He's come to eat us! Yaaaargh!" The girl on the other hand lifted up her whip, handle in one hand and the other hand holding the full length of the whip in a tidy wrapping. Tightened the length between it, she seemed ready for action. "Alright! Now it's time for me to... Urgh. You slap head. It's not the monster. It's some chick." Stopping again abruptly, the two looked at one another and blinked dumb founded. "Some..." "...Chick?" As they concluded there was something other than this 'monster' it appeared to illicit just a loud outburst as the one before. It was only when Sharada took control of Lute's frolicking that they shut up completely silent as they watched her take care of the wild Pokemon that had ambushed her.

Now swinging wildly from its webbing attached to one of the many structural supports, Lute would have a difficult time actually getting a hit. That was, if she had to perform a single strike move that required precision. With her powerful ability to breath actual fire, it meant she could continuously heat things up until the Pokemon suffered a hit. Flapping into action, the fluffy bird opened up its tiny little beak and a tremendous stream of fire breathed forward with extreme prejudice. Wriggling its legs about, the Spinarak knew this was no ordinary foe and began evasive manoeuvres to try and evade from burning to death. As it swung from side to side, the two unknowns leant in together just audible enough for Sharada to hear. "Phew... That's savin' us a battle. Don't get me wrong, I like a fight but not with that monster stalking around." "Maybe you oughta hurry up and find it. I'm serious. We'll get in deep doo if that thing wrecks any more havoc. 'Sides, the way that little fluff ball is goin' that itsy bitsy spider ain't gonna hold her off for long." Leering his eyes derisively, the bald fellow hung his hands from the lapels of his jacket as he considered her offer. "Tch. I ain't takin' no orders from some lil' girl."

Looking over at how fearsome Lute was, the biker quickly changed his tune. "Errr... Whatever. Guess it'll be your fault we couldn't keep some broad out. Later!" Stomping off moodily, there was a definite pace to his step as he disappeared off past one of the many alternate doors on the warehouse floor. Sticking her tongue out and pulling down her eyelid with a spare hand, she eventually resumed her view of the battle. As she did, the twin tailed girl noticed the Spinarak was up in flames. "Oh brutal!" She remarked as the Pokemon kept on with its swinging and eventually managed to fan off the flames. Remarkably, the arachnid was still alive. Considering it had been disturbed and ALMOST roast to a crisp, it was understandably furious. Rearing up its back, the Pokemon displayed its unusual markings and presented them in such a way it looked like a terrifyingly fearsome face. The sudden scare it put on was enough to halt Lute midair as she gasped at the scary looking visual.



Wild Battle

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Spinarak | _ | Level 24 |
Health : 40% (24/60 HP)
Status : Normal
Put a sock in it!

Lute | ♀ | Level 20 |
Health : 100% (54/54 HP)
Status : Normal; -2 Speed
Song of fire!

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Weather status: Normal

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[Morrigan]

Still shrieking expletives out loud to herself as she tried to pull the sticky web from the back of her body and hair, the brunette was finally getting somewhere. Pulling the threads off from herself as Lute distracted the wild Spinarak, Sharada needed just a moment or two more to reign her sanity back in as she took a deep breath. "Calm down, Shar. It is unlikely that Joe is even here in the first place. Yes." Now looking up, she decided to watch how Lute would handle the situation. It had been a while since she had called on the shiny Swablu but having an old, friendly face with her helped make the brunette feel more at ease. Her delicate chirps and singing voice were more than soothing, almost to the point of being dream like, it was certainly different from the impressive booming of Garcian that she was slowly growing accustomed to. Picking up on the fact that her shiny avian was special, Sharada raised an eyebrow as the spider began trying to evade the burning stream of fire that Lute was exhaling. Having picked up the TM from Goldenrod, Sharada had given it to the bird as it would be something unexpected to use against enemies. That and Lute was precious to her, so she hoped such a move would also keep enemies at arms length.

Parting her lips to speak, no words left her lips as she instead heard voices muttering from behind her. With her back now facing the two individuals, the brunette flinched. "D-Dammit... I had completely forgotten about them! If they both attack now, it'll be a struggle to fight back." Her face suddenly faltering, she narrowed her eyes and curled her lip angrily as she heard the words of the man, "Did he just call me a monster?" she thought, her unimpressed expression only deepening. Pretending that she wasn't listening in, her eyes fell onto the body of Swablu yet her true attention was with the voice of the female. From the small amount they had said, it appeared something was going on in Joe's warehouse. "Fluff ball must be Lute. Two new faces, a monster... Just what is going on?" Picking up on the sound of footsteps, she cautiously looked over her shoulder, only to see the male storm off somewhere. Taking another glance over the female before turning back to the battle, Sharada thought deeply, "I don't like this. I'm going to stay around to see what is going on. The best way to do that would be to get some answers from the girl." Nodding to herself, it seemed Sharada had decided to stay after all.

Feeling the back of her hair stand on end at the sight of a flaming Spinarak swinging before her, Sharada couldn't help but take a nervous step back, sighing with relief as it managed to extinguish itself. Noting that it was now more angry than before, Lute glanced back to Sharada, the look on her face practically saying that she knew attacking was going to make the situation worse. Waving off her Pokemon's look of concern, the pair were faced with the patterns of the Spinarak which spooked Lute some. Similarly, Sharada's Arbok used her patterns to threaten their enemies too, so the brunette could tell it was some form of demanding dominance. Her gentle Pokemon now a bit hesitant, Sharada gave her order, "Use Flamethrower again. Dont worry. We are just shooing it off for trying to attack us, it'll survive. Just about." Eyes widening in shock at her own trainers uncertainty, Lute flew in regardless and prepared her attack. "Ooh. And you." Sharada called out with a slightly louder voice, making it clear that her next words weren't aimed at her Pokemon. Glancing over her shoulder with a cold glare, it was an unusual look for a girl like Sharada but since being in Team Rocket, even she had tried to come across more threatening at times. "Don't run off like your pal. Wait right there." Her icy stare drilling into the girl for a moment longer, Sharada couldn't let a potential intruder move freely around Joe's warehouse.

[The REAL Joey]

The girl's face becoming somewhat smug, she tilted her head to the side and laughed in a shrill manner. "Ha~ Don't expect me to go running away like baldy. Don't worry. I'll be sure to make sure you get a seeing to by escorting ya to the exit when i'm done. Don't write me off as i'm young either. There's a reason why i'm known as a beast tamer." Clearly confident in her abilities, the way in which she carried herself was a clear indicator she could back up her words. Without a nervousness or hesitation to her body language, it would very much likely be the case that the Spinarak wasn't the worst of Sharada and Lute's concerns. "I'd be careful. Spinarak over there looks mighty cheesed about fluff ball's little pyro stunt." As her head nodded to the Spinarak it could be seen angrily creating a small webbing nest for it to operate from on. Now resting its many legged appendages on the web, the Pokemon freed its abdomen in order to allow it to attack.

Swinging upside down, the Pokemon exploited Lute's nervous hesitation and hurried on ahead to retaliate. As it hung with its back down facing, the Pokemon used its many eyes to keep a careful aim and fired off a strong shot of webbing which was used to constrict Sharada's Pokemon. Causing the Pokemon to fail to fly correctly, Lute struggled to keep in the air and fell to the ground with a thud, injuring herself. Chirping incessantly as the Pokemon struggled with the constrictive webbing, the Spinarak positioned itself back on top of its webbed platform and appeared to be snickering derisively at the Pokemon's plight. Sadly, it would be a laugh all too soon. Starting to use her ability to breath fire again, Lute shot off a stream of fire which burnt off the bonds that bound her and resumed flight. Flapping forwards with a vengeance, the song bird let off a steady stream of fire as it burnt the enemy Spinarak to burning embers. Maybe that would serve as a lesson to other Pokemon in the warehouse not to start a fight they couldn't finish.



Wild Battle

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Spinarak | _ | Level 24 |
Health : 0% (0/60 HP)
Status : KO'd
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Lute | ♀ | Level 20 |
Health : 92% (50/54 HP)
Status : Normal; -2 Speed
Disco inferno

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Weather status: Normal

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Victory!

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Your Swablu fought courageously and has levelled up!
It went up by 4 levels (+1 thanks to Lucky Egg) and is now Level 24!
Lute would like to learn the moves Mist.
Delete some moves so that she can learn these?
Lute also gained +1 Happiness!


Your Darumaka observed brilliantly, gaining 1200 experience and has levelled up!
Umaro went up by 1 level and is now Level 31 thanks to Exp. Share!!

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As the battle clearly ended, the girl off to the distance cracked a rather cocky grin and grabbed on tightly to the hilt of her whip. Without so much a word, the tiny framed girl took a running start forwards before jumping into the air with unexpected litheness. As she did, she unfurled her whip and forced it to come crashing down near Sharada. Her aim off by mere inches, it was clear she had taken a calculated move to try and threaten Sharada. As she landed with a small recoil, the girl slowly began walking forwards confidently with a powerful stride as she began to weave the whip back and forth alternatively, keeping a steady concentration on not to hit Sharada but merely aim as close as possible. As she let out a flurry of lashings, the girl laughed out shrilly. "Ah~ha~ha~ha~ha!" Clearly something of a dominator, it was clear why she had called herself a beast tamer. With her methods clearly working on Pokemon it was probable she was hoping the same would work against Sharada in making her back off as she pushed her to the far end of the warehouse nearby to the exit.

As they came closer to the wall, the girl let off a further crack of her whip with a glorified finish before whipping it back towards her and letting the whip coil around her arm. Patting the tip of the whip against the spare hand she had available, the girl tilted her head again cockily. "I don't know who you are or what your business is but I guess as trainers its time for us to uphold the age honoured traditions of engaging in battle." Stretching the hilt of her whip forward but tugging at the other end to restrain her choice of weapon, she pointed at Lute who had been pushed backwards also. "I guess fluff ball is your choice, hm?" Giggling, she appeared to think she had full measure of her Swablu. "It's a cutie, you don't see one with a golden sheen like that. But I got it's mark. Even if it can breath fire like that, my choice will have ya begging on ya knees." Loosening her stance of the whip, she reached for a Pokeball attached to her belt and with a a quick fastening to the end of the whip, made a careful aim before she lashed the whip out downwards, causing the Pokemon to crash into the floor and burst open to reveal her Pokemon. Spinning around haphazardly on the spot, it appeared to be some sort of egg shaped Pokemon adorned in a number of spikes.

"Your timing isn't exactly great. Not with Mr.Monsterkins running amok. I can't exactly trust baldy either. He's probably goofin' off. Guess i'll wrap this up and go and take care of shop." Courtesying she introduced herself. "Esmé." She mentioned. "I always think it's proper to let the loser know the victor's name." Without the battle starting, she was certainly confident in her ability.



Trainer Encounter

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Beast Tamer Esmé whips into action!


Her Ferroseed (Level 25), is ready to fight.
Please select a Pokemon for battle.

[Morrigan]

Eyes still glaring over her shoulder, Sharada sneered ever so slightly at the reaction of the girl. She didn't flinch at all, not that Sharada expected anything else, she was hardly the scariest girl around. This female had a confident posture, she absolutely knew her strengths and was sure that she could chase the brunette out. Eyes slowly diverting somewhere else, she seemed to nod to herself, "After this, I'll need to spend some time with Garcian to get some tips on being fearsome. Mhm." Shrugging her shoulders loosely, Sharada turned her attention back to the battle. She wanted to reply to this unknown girl but she had been distracted and due to this, Lute had been trapped in a sticky web. Falling to the ground with a thump, Sharada flinched ever so slightly. "Are you okay, Lute?" She questioned softly, despite knowing that the Swablu was hardly going to give up just because of a little bit of webbing. Using her newly acquire powers to control flames, she quickly set herself free and then continued further by scorching the remaining life points of the wild Spinarak.

As the battle drew to a close, Sharada exhaled softly. Turning, she know had to deal with this female but things soon took a turn for the unexpected. Watching as the twin tailed girl took a flying leap with her whip in hand, it was pretty clear as to what was coming. Not quite matching the girl's speed but still decent in her own right, Sharada was slowly learning that she had to be on her toes thanks to being Team Rocket. Hopping back, her face filled with fear as she watched the tip of the whip clash against the ground before her, "W-WOAH!" Her face becoming deep in concentration, she was forced to step back, unless she wanted a fierce whipping. But this girl was clever, she wasn't particularly aiming to strike Sharada but more so to control her movements. Brow furrowing as the girl began to laugh, the brunette wasn't sure of what to do. This girl was a strange one and her actions had completely caught the brunette off guard. Needing to think of some sort of counter attack, she couldn't allow herself to be over powered here. "M-Maybe if I let a strike hit me, I'll grab the whip and drag her toward me. Y-Yeah!"

Potentially thinking up a plan, it was far too late. Her back near enough at the warehouse wall at this point, her face appeared puzzled as the female suddenly stopped and coiled the whip around her arm. Gritting her teeth, Sharada remained silent, "Well, no need of that idea then." Quickly taking her eyes off this unknown girl for a moment to see Lute had also flown backward out of fear of this psychotic girl too, Sharada lowered her head with a glare as she finally spoke out again. Seemingly accusing Sharada of being the intruder as well as challenging her to a battle, her eyebrow twitched upon further learning that she was know aware of Lute's secret move. Not yet having the chance to speak, she was further faced with an unknown Pokemon and more information about a monster running around the warehouse. "Esmé." Sharada finally repeated, regaining her composure. Straightening her back and placing a lone hand on her hip, she tried to come across as an aloof type of character to hide her uncertainty of the situation. "It is me who should be asking why you are here. I have never seen you, or that other guy, here before. So just run on home before you really get into trouble."

With her spare hand, she held in forward, gesturing as she spoke, "I know the guy and his gang who run in this place. You should just take my advice and split before he shows up." A hand running over to her Pokeball holster, Sharada was unsure about using her Swablu against this spinning, spiky foe, especially as Esmé had predicted her to use it. Was that a trap? "Huuuh? A monster?" Sharada questioned almost mockingly, "You sure that isn't just Joe? He can look pretty beastly... Ooh. But you wouldn't know Joe, since you are an intruder and all." Testing the waters some, Sharada stared quietly at the twin tailed female for a moment longer before turning to Lute. After the previous battle with Spinarak, she was urging for a bit more and despite her kind nature, she didn't approve of this girl flinging her whip around at her friend. "You sure?" Sharada questioned quietly once again, only for the pair to exchange nods as the shiny bird fluttered forward. "I'm Sharada." Suddenly trailing off, her blank expression suddenly turned to that of a snide grin. Tilting her head to the side, she closed her eyes gleefully, "I'm kinda interested in this monster myself so I'll be sure to end this quickly." Immediately loosing her friendly posture, Sharada spoke out in a much more confident tone, her hand pointing right at the Ferroseed, "Flamethrower, Lute."

[The REAL Joey]

As Sharada finally retaliated back with her line of questioning, Esmé remained somewhat silent, letting her finish all her words before opening her mouth and paused near enough soon there after. "Oh...!" Putting her index finger on the base of her chin, she batted her eyelids and looked around absent mindedly. She had just realised who exactly this girl might be having been told of her by the rest of Joey's gang but from the looks of things, Sharada was easy pickings to wind up and play a few little games with. Feigning ignorance, Esmé responded hoping to lead her in a completely wrong direction. "Ummmm... I dunnnnnno about that. You say there's these people here. Nuh uh. Just a dingy, old, abandoned warehouse with a monster patrolling around." Sticking out her tongue cheekily, she kept on with the act. "Maybe you got the wrong warehouse, hehe." As their trading of words reached the end for the time being, Esmé took on a different attitude as it came to the battle itself.

Knowing full well Sharada was going in for such a predictable move, Esmé let out a mocking yawn as she covered her mouth before making a satisfied gasp of contentment. "Whateeeeever could I be doing putting a Pokemon so week against Fire up on the field. Must be my day off thinkin' properly." A wry look flashing over her face, she watched as Lute began opening her beak and letting out a stream of fire. As she did, Esmé was quick to act, lashing her whip on the floor, she cried out an order. "Ferror! Start spinnin'! If you spin fast enough you'll ward off most of the flames! Go! Go! Go!" Whipping up a frenzy, her Pokemon began to spin with incredible speed as the flames engulfed it. Amazingly, given the Pokemon's undeniable disadvantage, it appeared to survive and even more surprising yet, it was still in incredible shape. As the shroud of flames covered the Pokemon, Esmé paused her use of the whip and grinned cockily as she tilted her head and seemed to be waiting for something. "Y'know, a lot of people think i'm just a stupid kid who doesn't know anythin'. But they usually are the ones making the mistake there."

Her eyes glaring sternly, she cried out her mouth with a fierce crack of her whip. "FERROR! ROLL OUT!" As soon as she finished, the spinning creature bounced forward, still spinning having subdued most of the flames on its body and went rolling forwards with extreme prejudice. As it used its spikes to gain height from bouncing along the floor, it went flying up into the air and came crashing down on poor Lute, leaving a nasty blow as a parting gift from bouncing off. Knocking Lute to the floor and taking her out of the air, it was clear this was no typical blow. Her Pokemon had timed a skilled critical. Tilting her head to the opposite side with a grin as she closed her eyes shut, Esmé revelled in her taking the lead in the first round. "Oops. Don't think even Joe-Joe could save you now." As she finished, she regretted what she said as soon as the words left her mouth. Clearly letting slip she was in fact, fully aware of who Joe was, her eye twitched due to the fact Sharada was clearly not going to be letting that one slip.



Trainer Battle

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Esmé's Ferroseed | ♀ | Level 25 |
Health : 55% (44/80 HP)
Status : Normal
Round and round it rolls

Lute | ♀ | Level 24 |
Health : 49% (31/63 HP)
Status : Normal
This can't be happening

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Weather status: Normal

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[Morrigan]

Noticing the sudden change in Esmé's posture as she explained why she was in the warehouse in the first place, the sudden silence already gave the brunette a clear enough picture of what was going on. As the young teen turned her attention away, the brunette raised an eyebrow and rested her hand on her hip, "Whats wrong? Suddenly got nothing to say?" Sharada muttered bitterly in a barely audible pitch as the girl began to ponder to herself cutely. Rolling her eyes and exhaling an over the top sigh at Esmé's response, she herself had pegged the situation as the gang not telling this new comer about Sharada. Judging from the girl's dress sense, it was clear that she would fit right into his gang despite her age. Her personality not exactly being that of a typical teen in the first place. Knowing she wasn't going to get a clear enough answer, Sharada waved her hand lazily in the air, "Yes. I have been here multiple times, to this very abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere, with only the strictest coordinates from a surveillance extraordinaire. Of course I am in the wrong place, how foolish of me." Once again replying in that of a bitter, sarcastic tone, Sharada took her heavy glare off of the girl. She didn't mean to come across as miserable but at the same time, she didn't appreciate jokes or being played with and never had. Even Joe knew how much she despised being treated for a fool at his own enjoyment. Was this even set up to be a game for him? Was he watching somewhere close by?

As Esmé's mocking tone continued into that of the battle, Sharada kept up her serious expression. At that very moment, she knew that sending in Swablu was potentially a fatal mistake. Quickly ordering her own spiked Pokemon to attack, Sharada grit her teeth, "Lute, pull back! I'll send in someone else!" By the time she had made this offer, it was far too late. Releasing a stream of fire from her beak, it shot straight towards the spinning Pokemon but due to the speed it was spinning at, managed to disintegrate off most of the attack. Clenching her fists by her side and wearing an angered expression, it was now time to receive the enemies attack. Eyes widening, it was a move Sharada hadn't anticipated. Knowing how frail and inexperienced Lute was, she turned to her Pokemon in a panic, "Lute! Fly upward! Don't let it reach you!" With a sudden nod, the golden bird began to flap her cotton like wings but she would need more than a height difference to evade the Ferroseed's attack. With incredible power, the small Pokemon somehow managed to propel itself up into the air and on it's way back down, bring the Swablu with it. "LUTE!" Stepping forward with a flustered expression, she looked over her Pokemon, who looked just as bemused at what had happened. Pulling a pain expression, it was clear that Sharada loved this Pokemon dearly. "Come back, you're not ready for this. I'll send in Umaro to--!!"

Suddenly being forced to hop back, Lute had sent a scatter of flames back to Sharada as a warning, a determined glint present in the bird's eyes. "But... It's locked into Roll Out. Lute, you'll los-- W-WAAAH!" Being faced with a much heavier blast of flames, this time Swablu had managed to float back up into the air. A hand hovering over to her Pokeball sneakily, Sharada wanted to withdraw her friend but the sudden words of Esmé caught Sharada off guard. Lips parted, the brunette stared with an expression of pure horror. To Esmé, it was probably a throw away comment, one that she didn't mean to let slip in the first place. But for Sharada, it meant much more. Joe had said multiple times he would look out for her and save her but when faced with the truth, in that he most likely wouldn't, it hit her deep. "Ha. Haha. Hahahaha!" Laughing in absolute disbelief, she finally looked back to the teen despite being visibly shaken, "I don't... Need Joe to save me. I can survive just fine without him." Not caring any more if he was even around, she was becoming annoyed with these little games she had to play in order to reach him, "Lute. We're leaving. Joe clearly feels that I am a hassle." About to turn and walk away, her Swablu had different ideas. Knowing how hard Sharada was working for Joe's sake, she too didn't appreciate Sharada being attacked like this or even her own trainer giving up so easily. They had travelled here to see him and Lute was determined to fix the link between Joe and Sharada that the brunette thought was dwindling. Swooping forward despite her injuries, Sharada's eyes widened as the bird released yet another Flamethrower straight at the Ferroseed. "I-IDIOT!" Sharada roared angrily in her mind, watching in hope that she would atleast survive another hit.

[The REAL Joey]

As Sharada reacted with pure horror Esmé wasn't quite expecting the reaction. She had an inkling she would explode but not in that way. From what little she had been told, it was as if Joey and her had a thing going on between them. When Sharada turned around and said that, Esmé pulled a face. Feeling just a tad bit guilty at playing around a bit at Sharada's expense, she confessed up. "Alright, alright. So maybe we're not some kids having a lil' waltz about here. And maybe, just MAYBE you're who i'm thinkin' you are with that reaction." Her eyes narrowing somewhat, she did her best to try and reign in the situation. "But you should know the law of the land here. Battles are to be expected. This ain't some picnic!" Giving her whip a good crack to reinforce her point, she almost pointed out there was far worse at stake here. "Things are just a lil' chaos-mode here. Gotta be sure you ain't gonna be a liability." Despite her words being a little brash, the young girl's tone was sincere enough in the fact she was being truthful. She may have known a little bit about Sharada but if there was mayhem unfolding in the warehouse that even Joey's gang couldn't handle, she had to be sure.

Noticing that Sharada seemed quick enough to leave as soon as she had arrived, Esmé was impressed by Lute's new found wave of stubborn fortitude that came over it. "Hey, what'cha doin'? Don'tcha see fluff ball is gonna stick this out? If a shred o' what I got told about you is true then this is a real disappointment." Despite having had a knack for taming unruly Pokemon with her natural talent, even Esmé was somewhat cowered by the golden Swablu's new found determination. Watching as its beak opened up ready to take care of another round by summoning forth another flamethrower, Esmé was unsure her Pokemon could take on this Pokemon's sudden change. "Alright Ferror, start up the spin once more! Gotta fan off these flames." Despite the stern authoritarian tone to her voice, it was detectable that even she severely doubted how this match up would end. As Lute's fires soared forwards with the very air around it sizzling at the very contact with the move, she hopped back and shielded her face with an arm as she felt the overwhelming heat sear in close proximity. Despite spinning in an over drive, the fires this time around burned with an unbridled passion.


Trainer Battle

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Esmé's Ferroseed | ♀ | Level 25 |
Health : 0% (0/80 HP)
Status : KO'd
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Lute | ♀ | Level 24 |
Health : 49% (31/63 HP)
Status : Normal
I pulled through

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Weather status: Normal

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Victory!

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Your Swablu fought courageously and has levelled up!
It went up by 4 levels (+1 thanks to Lucky Egg) and is now Level 28!
Lute would like to learn the move Take Down.
Delete a move so that she can learn the new move?
Lute also gained +1 Happiness!


Your Darumaka observed brilliantly and gained 1250 experience thanks to Exp. Share!!

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As her Pokemon tumbled over to the floor in a rickety motion, it eventually came to a halted finish as its steel hard spikes propped it up. Her eye twitching as she looked at the fainted Pokemon, Esmé's bottom lip trembled, eyes welling up with tears. As if that wasn't warning enough, she fell down to her knees with her legs bent outwards as she tilted her head back and let out an echoing cry. "Waaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh~!!" She erupted with a deluge of tears. Despite putting on a charade that was tougher than she looked, her infantile years were all too apparent at this point.

Beast Tamer Esmé bursts into tears!
What does Sharada choose to do?

[Morrigan]

Focused on Lute as she bore a unusually stubborn look for even her, Sharada was worried for the well being of her Pokemon. She had never seen a Ferroseed before so was naturally unaware of it's strength and moves. Being stuck in the repetition of Rollout, it was only going to get stronger from there on, possibly even becoming a big enough hassle for her other team members to handle too. At that moment, Esmé revealed to be aware of Joe's gang and even Sharada herself. Prodding further by then questioning her to be a potential liability and a disappointment, every word this girl was saying was getting under her skin. Fist clenched, she had to hold back. If she was accepted into the group, something must've happened between Esmé and the others. If the gang trusted her, Sharada couldn't jump her guns and lash out either, not until she heard the full story. Eyes widening as the twin tailed youngster ordered her Pokemon to begin spinning once again, Sharada was caught off guard by the intensity of Lute's next Flame thrower. Searing the spinning, spiky seed into a burnt crisp, it slowly toppled to on side. Somehow, Lute had managed to actually win.

Mouth somewhat ajar, Sharada couldn't believe her Swablu had been able to pull through. The pair, along with Yune the Togekiss, had started their journey together, each one of them being new to the world in their own ways. Neither of them were particularly power houses, which led Sharada to prefer not to use them in battle, out of fear of them becoming too deeply hurt. But after this, she realised that along with many of her other Pokemon, she was far too cautious, to the extent that she may be the one holding them back from their true strength. Looking down to the ground wearily, she felt a soft texture touch her head, causing her shoulders to tense up and eyes lift to see the smiling beak of Lute from above. Finally managing a smile of her own, this battle had just taught the brunette something very important. To trust in her Pokemon and always give them a chance to battle and improve. "Lute... You became strong and I never even noticed. I am sorry for doubting you." Giving Sharada a playful peck to the head, the brunette flinched somewhat but managed to laugh it off, until the wailing of Esmé echoed around the warehouse.

"O-Oh no! I forgot about--!" Turning to see if her opponent was alright, Sharada raised her eyebrows sadly, only to see the girl sitting on the floor with tears falling from her eyes. It was this moment that Sharada realised she herself had been too harsh on this girl, after all, she only looked young. Exchanging glances with Lute, Sharada sighed softly before stepping forward, she wasn't sure how to comfort others but she had to do something. "Are you... alright?" She questioned cautiously, with a much softer voice. Flinching back as her tears only grew louder, Sharada rubbed at her forehead before finally stepping forward. Kneeling down on one knee before the girl, Sharada made a brave move and with a single arm, wrapped it around the back of Esmé and pulled the girl into hug, holding her against her shoulder. Looking upward as the girl's cries filled her ears, the brunette remained silent for a few moments, giving Esmé a chance to just let it all out. Expecting to be pushed away or even whipped, Sharada didn't mind too much as long as it distracted the crying.

"What... What you said earlier." Once again trying to think up a distraction, she tried to come up with replies to what Esmé had mentioned earlier. "I don't know what the others have said about me to you but... If you think of me as a disappointment, then that's fine." Looking up to the warehouse ceiling, she sighed softly, "My brave Pokemon deserve more than a cowardly trainer such as me." Feeling a sharp peck at her head once again, Sharada flinched but tried not to make her reaction too obvious. "But when I met Joe and the others... It gave me something to fight for. So one day, I wont be a disappointment to myself or anyone." Holding Esmé a little bit tighter, she closed her eyes somewhat, "I offered to infiltrate Team Rocket to help deliver information from the inside. It's what I am here for today but I wasn't expecting a commotion or new people to be here, you guys caught me off guard." Realising that Esmé most likely knew this already, Sharada laughed once and loosened her grip, "Although I may be a bit rocky in terms of personality, I am in no means a liability. If they told you one thing about me, it was the fact that I was able to defeat them all single handled with one Pokemon. Right, right?" Remembering back to how they all met, she sighed once and pulled away from Esmé, looking her in the face as Sharada sported flush red cheeks with an angry expression, "But it was just so typical that the block head was the only one able to defeat me... Stupid Joe." Looking to the side snootily, it was clear she held some sort of feelings for the thief. Standing back up to her feet, Sharada held out her hand, as if offering to help Esmé back to her feet, "C'mon, dry those tears. I don't know why you're here but you must be tough for this lot to accept you." Rubbing her neck with her spare hand, Sharada managed a smile, "We need to find this monster, right? I'll stick around, I need to give some information to Looker anyway. Haha, I'm sorry, I can be pretty fickle."

[The REAL Joey]

"Waaaaaahhhhhh! WAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Wailing ever more, Esmé embraced Sharada's hug as she sobbed tearfully into her arms. She had known a bit about Sharada from what the gang and Joe had told her but she never expected her to be so nice despite everything she had said to try and unsettle her. Definitely a bit imbalanced, it was obvious that for every bit of dominance she had as a beast tamer, she could just as easily be usurped and made into something of a crybaby. Sniffling as she listened to Sharada's words, Esmé eventually returned conversation. "No, no... Don't mind what I said. Beast Tamer 101, undermine the opponent's psyche. I said some thing's which were low, i'm sorry." Moving away a little, she wiped her eyes and blew her nose a little as she attempted to regain some composure. As Sharada introduced herself over properly, the mention of how she near enough one shotted them all made Esmé's face light up with realisation. "Oh! Oh! That was with the Smeargle right?" Making something of a relieved face, she made clear her concerns. "Boy, am I glad I didn't have to face that monster." Giggling with a little less sadness in her voice, Esmé she revealed a little bit about her past. "Oh block head. You gotta mean Joe-Joe right? Hehehe, he is a bit stupid. But I owe him a lot. See, he was the one that invited me to the gang." Now fully picked up from the doldrums she was in, Esmé recounted how she got here. Something Sharada must've been confused about considering how young she was. This wasn't exactly a place for kids.

"A long, long time ago I ran away from home because I hated my parents. Livin' day to day was pretty rough but I managed it. I was able to get a lot of wild Pokemon to do what I asked of them and things weren't too bad. Guess you could say it was how I got the nickname beast tamer." Continuing on, it was hard to see how Joe would fit into all of this. "But one day, in my little hideout, there was this guy who trespassed. He was wild lookin' and smelt kinda funny but I wasn't gonna let him go waltzin' about like he owned the place." Pulling something of a face, she recalled the grand encounter. "I summoned some real beasts to try and put him in his place but he outright CURB STOMPED me. I had never seen a guy who had Pokemon like that." Making a small shrug, she tilted her head to the side and laughed coyly. "That same guy was Joe-Joe. He was amazed that someone like me could control such wild Pokemon and didn't feel it was right that I was livin' out homeless like that. So here I am. He even said I could become part of his gang." Bobbing her head back and forth, side to side, she was completely different from the Esmé a moment ago.

As Sharada got up and reminded her of what she had been contending with originally, Esmé's eyes lit up like a pair of lightbulbs. "OH! Daaaaamn... I forgot about that having got so carried away." Her expression turning a little distant, Esmé was clearly not all that keen on following the path of that monster. "Don't get me wrong, my bread and butter is taming downright monsters but this thing is... Oh boy." Unable to finish, Sharada mentioning Looker's name was enough of a distraction to have her bounce off on a tangent. "OH! Mr.SmoothCriminal. He and the rest of the gang ain't here. Went off on some business. Which is why me and baldy..." As she bounced off from that tangent back to her original conversation, her eyes lit up again. "BALDY! Oh gee... He went off to look for the monster. I dunno where he went but we better go find him and hurry." Hopping to her feet, she returned her Ferroseed, Ferror and grabbed her whip also. Unsure as to where he could have got off too, Esmé had one of two possibilities. "Umm... It was either the saferoom or the storehouse." Looking to Sharada, Esmé appeared to be allowing her the chance to decide. "All I know is, we gotta sort this out otherwise the gang's gonna get super mad! Ever since they went off, nothin's been goin' right!"

Baldy could have gone to one of two places!
Do you venture to Bike Storehouse or Underground Saferoom?