Celebrity Status (F)

[Kataya]

"Ohmigi of course! I wouldn't want to go to anything like that looking like this!" She answered almost instantly, clear she was completley smitten. Katie really, REALLY loved Ashton. But with marriage out of the question, she'd have to settle for this. Pichu shook her head. How stupid was she, exactly?

With Quinley's absorb now sapping her energy, Pichu remembered. Oh yes, that stupid. With a final cry, the Pichu wobbled from side to side, trying to keep up. However, her small legs finally gave in, and she fell to the ground.

"Oh no, now when did that happen?" Katie wondered, like she hadn't even realized the battle was going on. Frowning, she picked up the Pichu and returned her, but...the battle couldn't end now, there was no way! It wouldn't either!

"Oh Ashton! Just one more Pokemon!" she giggled, tossing a Pokeball into the air. Erupting from it, came a Pikachu.

<<Alright, let's get crap done.>> It didn't seem this one was too keen on doing anything.
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Quinley is the Victor~!

Pichu was defeated! Quinley grew to Level 10!


Katie sends in Pikachu♀(Level 10) To keep this oh so magical battle going!

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As Pichu fell, Ashton drowned out her raving to give a dark smile, happy to be finished with this. Now he could get rid of this pesky girl. Quinley was glad to be done as well, wiping his paws off and trotting back to his trainer, recalled back into his ball without a word. Ashton took a deep breath and was about to give some parting speech when Katie piped up before he could, giggling in a rather annoying fashion.

"You better not have any more. Don't want to make your hero late getting ready for his shoot, do you?" he asked, mock frowning at her to hide his irritation. He reached into his bag and pulled out another ball, releasing its inhabitant to the street. Nazeli mewled, catching sight of Katie's Pikachu and smirking at the mouse. "Nya, dinner! Thank you, human, for doing something useful!" the feline drawled, licking her chops.

Ashton really frowned at Nazeli. "Naz, focus. More work, less daydreaming. Fake Out!" the model snapped at her, knowing that being blunt was the only way to get this finicky cat to listen. With a long suffering sigh, the Skitty stood up properly and tossed her head. "Making me work for my meal, nya? Hmph. Rodent, stay still and make this easy on yourself!" Nazeli mewled, dashing forwards to deliver her attack.

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[Alex]

"Wow, your Skitty looks really pretty with that tiara on her. Skitty are already pretty Pokemon, but yours looks really good! Pikachu, we'll need to get you a tiara and some other stuff to help you look more pretty! For now use your ThunderShock!" she said to her Pokemon, unwittingly hurting her Pikachu's feelings since she was fine without all that stuff, she was a Battle Pokemon. She wasn't really supposed to be pretty was she? But she didn't have time to worry about it, as she had been ordered to use a ThunderShock.

But she didn't have time to actually use it as her opponent used her Fake Out. She took the brunt of the attack as her opponent hit her between both paws. The Skitty was a lot stronger than she looked, Pikachu didn't like that attack at all, it had hurt and she was shaking because of it. Still she tried her attack, sending out a bolt of electricity, but she was way off because of how bad she was shaking after the attack. So she turned and headed back to her Trainer to wait for orders, she should be over it shortly, but she'd still failed her attack.

"She's strong too? But it's okay Pikachu! We'll just come back around in the next round, you did great out there! Don't worry about it." Katie said to her Pokemon since she figured that it would probably weigh on Pikachu, since she'd see it as a failure. It was over and done with, there was nothing else that they could do about it so she didn't want Pikachu to concentrate on what had happened when they still had a Battle to win.

Battle

Pikachu | Level 10|
Health: 18/30 HP [60%]
Status: Normal
Attack: Flinched

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Nazeli | Level 12|
Health: 37/37 HP [100%]
Status: Normal
Attack: A successful Fake Out.

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(Kid.. are you freaking bi-polar or something?) Ashton was confused by her sudden lack of squealing. Perhaps Nazeli's appearance had distracted her sufficiently enough that she was no longer fawning over him, which was a relief and an irritation rolled into one. At least the fashionable accessories he'd affixed to the Skitty didn't come off as garish, judging by her reaction and compliment. Nazeli radiated pride, her ego swelling up in turn.

"D'aw, is the little yellow mousy sad her trainer thinks she's ugly? Nya, sucks to be you! I will be adored by millions thanks to this buffoon of a human! Yours is just up-the-wall insane, nyaa," the pink cat said cruelly, not caring if this incited some rage in her foe. In fact, she hoped it would; this Pikachu was incredibly boring and plain.

Sensing the malicious tone Nazeli was speaking in, Ashton scowled at the feline. "Hey, don't be a little brat. That's quite unbecoming of a lady," he scolded her, keeping a disapproving look on his face as Naz turned her head round and stuck out her tongue. "Oh be quiet, nya. Battling is unbecoming of a lady and I'm doing this for you, aren't I? Therefore, we are even, and I do what I want."

Finished, she turned away from Ashton and pawed the ground, wishing to escape the chill that had begun to seep into her skin. "Oh whatever then," he sighed, throwing his hands in the air. "Naz, get 'em with Tackle." He was exasperated with the pink cat, but her strength and knowledge of battling were decent enough to prevent recalling her due to attitude. Grinning devilishly, Nazeli hurried forwards again, turning to the side as she approached Pikachu to attack with her side, therefore preventing her tiara from falling off.

Although, admittedly, it would be amusing to see it cause some damage with a head-on charge.

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[Kataya]

Pikachu growled in irritation at Nazeli's words. Okay, so her trainer was famous. Did it matter? She was still a spoiled little Skitty, and she was willing to bet she had no friends either. Quickly, she thought of a retort and shot back at her.

<<Well, I've never seen a Tiara look so ugly on anyone before. I mean seriously, who exactly cleans your fur for you, a Zubat?>> she answered back, waving her tail in a teasing manner. Noticing Pikachu's tone, Katie snapped at her.

"Pikachu, that is no way to speak to Ashton's Pokemon!" Pikachu rolled her eyes. She couldn't have cared less how important the person who owned her was, she was still a spoiled little creature, with no thoughts for anyone but herself.

"Now, stop being so mean and battle like a professional. Use Thundershock." Pikachu turned back to Nazeli and smirked.

<<Hey, fleabag, take this shock to your system.>> With this, she used Nazeli's Tiara as a conductor for her attack and fired, sending shocks of electricity through the kittens nerves. Well, now Nazeli was just pissed. She charged back, slamming into Pikachu using her side and knocking her back. Though, as she started to retreat, Pikachu scrambled to her feet and snatched the Tiara off the cat's head. She held it up when the cat finally realized it was gone.

"Pikachu! Give that back!" Katie demanded, but Pikachu sent a shock through her body so the girl couldn't touch her. She wasn't giving this back to some brat.

"Oh I'm so sorry Ashton! I don't know what's gotten into her!" Katie mentioned, her face turning beat red.
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Hey, Hey, it's Skitty VS.Pikachu!
What Does the weather look like for you?: Normal!
To put it simply, your Pokemon this turn is: Still in the battle [X] Down for the count [] Switched for another []

Katie's Pikachu |Level 10|
Health: 13% (4/30 HP)
Status: Normal
Attack: A successful Thundershock.

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Nazeli | Level 12|
Health: 81% (30/37 HP)
Status: Normal
Attack: A successful Tackle.

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Nazeli seemed supremely unconcerned as Pikachu fired back, merely smirking infuriatingly at her opponent. "Isn't this cute? Nya, you think you have a spine!" the pink feline drawled, curling her tail next to her. Whatever kind of 'insults' Pikachu tried to use against her fell on selectively deaf ears. Nazeli was enjoying herself, as awful as it seemed, watching Pikachu's temper rise.

"Speak for yourself.. you're probably so lazy you get that twit human to clean you. No wonder your fur looks like it was run through a cheese grater, nya," Nazeli spoke out moments before Pikachu electrified her. The kitten was quick to retaliate, though as she began to pull away, her opponent decided to be nasty and steal her tiara.

The Skitty didn't seem all that concerned with her tiara being stolen; it was just an accessory she wore because Ashton told her it looked nice. Ashton, on the other hand, was raging. "Your precious Pikachu better return that tiara... it wasn't cheap, kid," he managed to get out through gritted teeth. His rage was barely controlled, only tempered down by the thought of not wishing to lose a fan and cause her to alienate people from his fan base.

"Besides.. it means a lot to me. Would you want to upset your idol?" Ashton said, changing his tune to try and see if guilt would spur its return. His eyes quivered as he stared at her, begging, no, pleading for her to intervene and return it. Nazeli, thankfully, wasn't looking at his face to speak out and ruin his facade. Fed up with his lack of attention, she took it upon herself to scurry forwards with another Tackle, determined to put this bratty mouse in its place.

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[Sky]

Katie was entranced by the pleading look on Ashton's face, and quickly got down to business. Putting her hands on her hips, she glared at the electric mouse as she shouted, "PIKACHU! Put. That. Down." Her Pikachu ignored her, merely turning back with a grin on its face as she stuck out her tongue and replied, <<Make me.>>

While Katie was stunned by her Pokemon's rebellion, Nazeli was not. The Skitty dashed forward, eager to smack the mouse down a few rungs. However, the Pikachu had been anticipating this. Grinning widely, she let a ThunderShock buzz across her body, using the tiara to conduct the electricity. With precise aim, she fired the electric attack at the Skitty, thoroughly frying the pink cat. Laughing gleefully, the Pikachu put the slightly singed tiara on her head and danced around, calling out mockingly, <<Oh, look at me. I'm a pretty princess. I wear stupid things like this just to make everyone love me, because I'm too WEAK to take care of myself.>>

Nazeli was not going to put up with such insults. This brat needed to be taught a lesson. In PAIN. She leapt to her feet, darting forward with her head lowered. This time, she slammed into the Pikachu's gut with the crown of her head, reveling in the yelp of pain that left the mouse's lips. The tiara flew from the Pikachu's grip, soaring through the air as the yellow mouse tumbled across the ground. Nazeli had knocked the creature completely out. Smirking, the Skitty trotted a few feet to the side, sitting pretty as the tiara fell and landed almost perfectly on her head. Satisfied with her work, she trotted back to Ashton.

Katie, on the other hand, was devastated. She had been embarrassed in front of her idol. "Ohmigawd, I am SOOOOO sorry," she babbled, unable to stop herself. "I don't know what happened! She normally isn't like that! Is the tiara okay? I'll pay for a new one if not!" Although she was quite sure that anything the model bought would be out of her budget, she still insisted on giving him her entire allowance for the month. But in giving him money, she was also able to slip a tiny piece of paper into the wad of money, containing her phone number. Since he'd been so... er... nice, she just knew that he would call her back sometime.

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Battle!

Katie's Pikachu | level 10 |
Health : 0% (0/30 HP)
Status : Fainted
Attack : A successful ThunderShock

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Ashton's Nazeli | level 12 |
Health : 57% (21/37 HP)
Status : Normal
Attack : A successful Tackle

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Picnicker Katie has been defeated!

The blubbering fangirl gives you £300!
(And a piece of paper with her phone number. Oh my!)



Nazeli fought valiantly and gained +2 levels!

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Nazeli took the ThunderShock as stoically as she could, burning up with desire to smack this impudent Pikachu into next century. "Oh look at me, I'm a fat little mouse with no spine and brain and a face not even a bag would love!" the feline mewled as she furiously rammed her skull into Pikachu's stomach, savagely delighted when the rodent stumbled backwards before toppling over.

Ashton was impressed when Nazeli situated herself to allow the tiara to neatly drop down on her head where it rightfully belonged. Smirking even broader, the cat trotted back to him and completely ignored everything else, impressed with her work in the battle. Before Ashton could say or do anything in response to Katie's offer, he was given a wad of money as the girl departed, probably so excited to be meeting him later that she wanted to get ready right away.

"She.. totally forgot to wait for directions. Oh well, saves me a bit of lying," Ashton remarked, thumbing through the cash. She need not have given it to him, but there was no way he could track her down now - not that he voluntarily would. "Alright Naz, return. I'll let you out when I'm back in my hotel room," the model sighed, recalling the cat back to the confines of her warm ball.

He wasted no time and looked around, making sure he hadn't left anything or had more fangirls to fight off. Finding nothing, Ashton quickly made his way to the hotel he was staying at, deliriously happy to be somewhere warm and secure. After a hot shower, it was straight to bed, Nazeli keeping him company as he drifted off to sleep while snow and wind continued to dance outside his window. Luckily it had tapered off when Ashton awoke early for the shoot.

The morning went by fast, and after the shoot, Ashton found himself outside in a rather quiet park, sitting on a bench with a cigarette in hand. He blew smoke through his nostrils as he sighed, utterly fatigued. The guy running the shoot had put him through his paces doing all sorts of posing with his partners, excluding Astraea, who had vehemently refused.

It was quite early in the day, not even close to lunch time, so thankfully he was alone in the park. None of his Pokémon were near him as he puffed away, congregated a short distance from the bench in a sandbox. They were fascinated by it and seemed to be having an animated discussion, sans Nazeli, who was sunning herself on the edge. Snow glistened under the warm sun, casting sparkles over everything and making it seem quite magical.

To Ashton it was of extreme annoyance, his eyes forced into squinting. "Whoever thought 5 am was a good time for a photo shoot needs to be hog-tied and dipped in a vat of boiling water," the man muttered, rubbing his eyes. Perhaps he'd stop for coffee after he was done his smoke and his Pokémon grew tired of their play.

(TL;DR: Ashton's in the city still, looking for encounters)

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[The REAL Joey]

Unluckily, the world around Ashton had different plans for what he would be getting up to after his smoke. In fact, the outside world had planned to interrupt him DURING his smoke. Although it was early in the morning, that didn't mean Ashton was the only one awake at this almost forgotten hour. Over whence the sandbox was located, a certain creature was going to make itself known. Antagonised by all the snow which had landed the night before, it had made itself a nice little burrow underground inside of the sandbox itself. Intensely proud of itself, the underground miner had decided to sleep in order to speed up the next day and avoid the terrible weather. Having slept soundly asleep throughout the duration, it was awoken to the boisterous sound of Pokemon playing away happily above. The thumps and tumps of the movements above was enough to amplify down into a loud series of crashes and bangs that made the mole ever so irate. Propping itself up, it raised a feisty eyebrow at all the noise and then decided enough was enough. Nobody disturbed its sleep time.

Thinking up a genius plan to get back at whoever was causing such a racket, the Diglett snickered to itself as it worked out the perfect plan of revenge. The only downside was that it'd lose its nice little burrow but for something as priceless as this, it could selflessly manage. Starting to move around the burrow, the expert digger began removing at all the supports holding up the ground beneath the sandbox. Certain the corners and edges were still secured in place, all it would have to do is start slicing on the inner edges of the sandbox. In doing so, it'd cause a nice little collapse of the structure and bring down whoever was causing all this noise. Working away for the majority of Ashton's smoke, the brown red nosed mole had finally achieved its goal. All it needed to do was rake its claws along and... CRAAAAAAASH!

With gravity kicking in, the sand flowed downwards in a tumultuous barrage and with it, took the majority of Ashton's Pokemon down with it. Fast as it was, the Diglett had moved out of the way into a special little corner it had dug. Before the sand could fill up the entirety of the miniature burrow, the Diglett headed upwards and with a poke of its head out of the ground, shivered slightly with the cold snow meeting its fur. However, the annoyance of the snow was easy to pass up. Peering over the edge of the sandbox, it looked downward as it saw all the trouble makers it had rounded up.



Encounter

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A grumpy Diglett (Level 6) has appeared!
Please select a Pokemon for battle or flee.

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Astraea was the first to sense something was off. Feeling a very faint tremor resonate beneath their sandbox, the turtle looked around, her brown-eyes concerned. None of the other Pokémon had taken notice, however, so she dismissed it as nothing more than her imagination. Her dismissal was quickly uprooted as the ground suddenly gave in, the five of them falling into a small pit a good few feet into the ground.

"Nazeli, get your nasty cat butt out of my face!" Astraea shouted, spitting sand out of her mouth. The pink cat was buried head-first in the side of the sandy-pit, her tiny legs frantically flailing about as she tried to find something to put them on and use as leverage to free herself. "Stay still, princess Naz!" Blu coughed out, wiping his face with his scalchop. Only he had escaped being totally buried by the sand. The Oshawott grabbed Nazeli's body and pulled hard, flying backwards as she came free with a loud pop.

Anahera was helped out of her sand-trap by Quinley, the Treecko pausing after lifting her free to flick the sand grains off of his vibrant pink flower whose stem was clutched in his mouth. June was peering down into the sand pit with an almost amused expression; though she dearly wished to laugh, especially at Astraea, who was still stuck, it would be rude to be caught doing something. Ashton, as dense as ever, hadn't heard the collapse as his PokeGear's phone had gone off with a cacophony of annoying sounds that was supposed to be some sort of ring tone.

Putting out his smoke and closing the PokeGear, he called out to his Pokémon and told them it was time to go, only to hear no response. "Figures. I give them some time off and they spit in my face by playing on my valuable time. Little ingrates," the dark-haired man muttered, standing up and striding over to the sandbox, wondering why June, the only one he could see from his perch, was staring down in it.

"June, what the hell are you-- whoa!" Ashton snapped, looking down at the pit. "Astraea, this better not be your fault! Or yours, Nazeli," he spoke down to them, receiving a rude gesture from his Squirtle in return. June squawked to get his attention, and his irritated amber eyes fell on her instead. "You, idiot man-child. Do you not see the cause of this RIGHT THERE?" June said with a heavy dose of exasperation, pointing one wing at the Diglett who was surveying its work.

Muttering an apology to the two partners he accused, Ashton shifted his glare to the mole. "OI, YOU! Think it's funny to waste my time on a rescue operation just because you're a little snot? Bad news; it's not. June, this is your fight. Teach it a lesson with Leer." Ashton was very angry that this pesky Ground-type was delaying the rest of his day just because it felt like playing a joke. June shrugged and hopped closer to her target, her eyes taking on a sinister glow as she prepared her attack.

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[Triton]

The noise of all these Pokemon was making quite a racket now, even though it was early other people were glancing over to see what all the trouble was. The townsfolk knew all about the wacky Diglett that inhabited their fair city, and though they did have a bit of an intolerance for them, most of the time the little moles stuck to themselves. A few of the pedestrians passing by giggled a bit as they were small children watching an older trainer struggle to keep his cool over the situation before continuing on. A few older gentlemen on their way for their morning coffee simply decided to stop and sit on a near by bench to watch what would happen, as they talked amongst themselves about the boy, and his strategy analyzing point by point.

Ashton�s Pokemon were not having too much fun either as they were still struggling to get out of the small pit that had just brightened their day. The Diglett simply laughed at its fine work as it watched the other Pokemon struggling just to get back to the top of the pit. The problem was sand did not provide much for traction, and so trying to climb up the side of the walls of the pit was downright impossible. Just then a small bird type Pokemon moved right in front of the Diglett. It had the ability to fly so moving into a good defensive position was not all that difficult for it. Truth was however June was upset with the blatant disrespect that Ashton was showing to his Pokemon, though she was ready to use a Leer, June decided to show Ashton her displeasure and she went in for a fierce Leer to scare the Diglett but fervently ruffled her feather at Ashton still a bit upset.

Diglett was not one to just take a threat lying down as the little mole moved in for its own attack. Diglett now moving really fast back and forth threw up a large clump of sand right at June. It giggled once more as it did so still having quite a bit of fun, even though June did seem like she was serious it did not bother Diglett in the slightest as June thrashed about trying to get the sand out of her eyes.

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Weather: Normal

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Wild Diglett Level 6
Health: 100% (22/22)
Status: Attack -1
Attack: Effective Sand Attack

June Level 7
Health: 100% (29/29)
Status: -1 Stage to Accuracy
Attack: Leer�

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While June busied herself with Diglett, Ashton had lain his torso across the side of the sandbox, leaning down and extending both hands for his Pokémon to grab onto. Quinley scurried up his arms and perched on his shoulder before leaping out, moving to the side for when Ashton stood back up. Astraea gave Anahera a gentle shove to start climbing up, as she was the only light one, after Quinley, able to do so. The young Minun was caught by Quinley as she jumped off her trainer's shoulder, giggling.

Nazeli was grabbed next, Ashton's retreat buying Blu some flirting time. Grabbing one of Astraea's hands, the Oshawott affixed her with such an adoring look a blush spread across her face."Wouldn't it be nice to be down here alone? We could speak candidly with no interruption! Having you so close may dazzle me speechless though!" Blu proclaimed, his gaze unwavering as he looked at his love.

"B-Blu..." Astraea mumbled, genuinely speechless. She was saved by Ashton's descending hands snatching up Blu, the Oshawott grumbling as he was taken from her presence. Astraea was almost reserved when she was rescued last, but her demeanor changed the instant she caught sight of the battle in progress. June's squawking as she tried valiantly to rid her eyes of the irritating sand brought forth a chuckle, earning her a bleary glare that was fixed at least 3 feet to her left.

"I know that was you, turtle soup! Be quiet and let me fight without any sound from you!" the Spearow hissed, shaking her head experimentally one last time. "Stop trying June, there's no way you can get rid of it at the time. Teach this little vole a lesson with your beak - Peck it!" came Ashton's steady voice. He'd cooled down his rage from earlier, knowing that rushing June with her eyesight affected might lose them the fight. His 'valuable time' wasn't as nearly important anymore..

Ashton knew June lived for the battle. If she were to lose, her pride would suffer, and she would lose faith in him. Despite his initial disdain of her scruffy appearance, June had proven herself to have a spirit of steel. She didn't care about her looks or what other people thought; all the Spearow wanted was to grow big and strong. And how could he not admire that? Stressing her out by snapping at her to hurry would be cold of him.

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[Triton]

The mole Pokemon was giggling as well, but it was very distinguishable from the other Pokemon as it had a deeper more earthly tone to it. The bird was acting quite ridiculous in its sight now as it tried to get rid of the sand attack. Diglett was having so much fun this morning, but this trainer did not seem to thrilled. Maybe he would have to play with them all again. Truth was Diglett did not have many friends his family of Diglett had seen him as a bit of a nuisance making holes that seemed to collapse pretty regularly he was more of an outcast then this trainer realized. This was the creatures way of making friends as odd and messed up as it was.

Before Spearow could react once more Diglett kicked up a large sandy attack that hurled forward toward the young bird. June stood no chance once more as the attack hit her once again making it even more difficult to figure out where the little mole was. The problem was Diglett was so close to the ground and it blended in so well that even in the best conditions it could be challenging even for a bird to get a Diglett directly accurate. Diglett was not laughing at present however it felt a bit sorry for the bird as its attack blinded the bird even more.

The Diglett’s attempt of blinding the young Spearow had failed. June moved forward to fix this problem once and for all. The sand though burning no longer was having any effect on June. Her body seemed to of adapted to the blinding effect. She could see the Diglett quite clearly now and moved in for the attack!

Diglett was taken aback! How could this be the Spearow was still coming forward. Before the small mole could burrow underground and escape June was on top of it Pecking away at its small body. It was hard to distinguish one noise from the other as both Pokemon seemed to be screeching and yelling at the same time. After a few seconds of Pecking Spearow feeling a small victory fluttered back over to her trainer in a triumphant movement of wing and body language.

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Weather: Normal

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Wild Diglett Level 6
Health: 59% (13/22)
Status: Attack -1
Attack: No-Effect Sand Attack

June Level 7
Health: 100% (29/29)
Status: -1 Stage to Accuracy
Attack: An Effective Peck

(OOC: You asked to keep the first post as it was so I kept 1 Stage in Acc loss let me know if you would like that fixed.}

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Hearing the Diglett laugh had put a rather ridiculous expression on Ashton's face, one his Pokémon were all having a chuckle about. The situation that had started this all seemed to be forgotten about, disregarding June. "Oh, yuk it up now you little miscreant. Things won't be so funny when the pain comes down," the model said with a sneer. This ignorant mole had effectively ruined his morning, and he was going to make sure it felt his wrath through his Pokémon.

He grimaced as the Diglett tossed more sand at June, only for her to seem completely unfazed by the attack. Pulling out his rarely used PokéDex, the young man held it up and opened it, turning it on and calling up Spearow's Dex entry. He scrolled down and spotted the Known Abilities list and grinned like a man who'd just struck gold. Perhaps Diglett had merely caught June off-guard last time and managed to blur her vision, but no more.

June wasn't going to let the mole hamper her vision for much longer; when it came to hunting, a bird had to have sharp eyes to spot prey from the air. And what good would her eyes be if they were clouded with sand and dirt? The hawk dashed forwards with a triumphant screech, striking at the panicking Diglett with her sharp, light-washed beak, its squeals filling the air. June cawed hoarsely, her version of a vindictive chuckle, as she hopped and fluttered back to Ashton.

He seemed pleased at her progress and gave her a nod when she looked back at him. "Keep up the good work and I'll compensate you handsomely," Ashton purred, almost laughing when June's eyes lit up appreciatively. "Alright Junebug, use another Peck!" Shuffling her wings, his Spearow cawed again, eager to resume the fight. "As you wish." June moved forwards, taking off so that she could deliver an airborne strike to her pesky foe.

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June did have some motivation now, oh yes. A handsome sum of what Ashton had for her, in exchange for defeating such a tiny runt? Well, she was sure in. She spread her wings, opening her small span as she swept into the sky, a devilish smirk on her beak as she began her descent. The Diglett had already expected her to come down like this, but it didn't think to avoid.

That was, until it was too late to avoid her altogether. The Diglett by the time that June had gotten to it, had no time to avoid as she drove her beak deeply into its skin, making it writhe in pain as she retracted her beak. June, annoyed by the screeching of the small Diglett, flew back over to Ashton's side of the battle field and landed on the ground below her.

Diglett didn't exactly decide on letting her go without a dent on herself though, even if it meant having too move a few inches too far. Before June knew what was going on, the Diglett was burrowing towards her. But then, it suddenly came up under her and she felt a painful scratch of claws down her feathers. She flew up in shock. How the hell did a Diglett even do that?!
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A Wild Pokemon has appeared!
There's some nice warm weather overhead!

Battle Feed: Diglett seems to be low on HP, taking 8 damage from June's Peck, but it gave her a nice heavy damage of 5 with it's Scratch attack!

Diglett is currently Dig-Dig-Diggin' it.
Wild Diglett |Level 6|
Health: 22% (5/22HP)
Diglett's Attack is down one Stage!

VS.

Ashton's June |Level 7|
June is currently searching for a reason not to make some Guacamole .
Health: 82% (24/29HP)
June's Accuracy is down one stage.