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Post by Josh Devlin on Feb 16, 2020 18:05:05 GMT
Josh was a little confused when Wren asked her Ponyta and his Absol to stop, but asked his Pokémon to do as requested. He became even more confused when her Pokémon lowered her horn next to the wound. In a flash of light, she began drawing out the poison, Josh slowly regaining movement in his leg. The wound was still there, but it ceased festering. The sludge on his pants was even drying up, no longer seeping into his skin. He was puzzled, but wasn't going to question it.
"Wren, thank you," Josh replied, and in his normal voice, too. "I didn't go looking for trouble - trouble came to me," he started filling Wren in on how he got hit in the first place. "What I thought was a wild Grimer ambushed me and socked me in the leg, then I turned around and saw it was trained. She was a girl in a black sweater, with a bunny-shaped logo I didn't recognize. Her demeanor reminded me of the Rocket incident back in Johto. Is gang violence a serious problem in Arciel?"
With Josh feeling much better, the two continued toward Cedar. "Looks like you two met a new friend along the way! It seems to like Alouette." As much as he liked the traditional fire-type Ponyta for their blazing speed, he thought about trying to hunt down one of these, as having healing capabilities that worked on humans as well as Pokémon would be invaluable in such a wild region.
As the terrain rose toward Cedar, there was a Squirtle playing on the shore of a nearby river. "Perfect," he mumbled. "Great target practice for Saber." He released the energetic Electric-type, who had overheard him from inside the Ball. Knowing what his Trainer wanted him to do, sparks flew from his paws as he charged toward the wild with astonishing speed, s sphere of electricity surrounding him. The Squirtle heard the sound of sparks, but was only able to withdraw into its shell after impact. Its instincts wouldn't serve it quite so well against a trained Pokémon, though. "Saber, one more--aim for the hole in its shell!"
The second Electro Ball was much smaller than the first, not having been built up from his dashing, but it was enough to push the withdrawn Pokémon into the river. Immediately after the battle, Saber started sweating profusely. He remembered the Electric-type was not at full strength, having fought a battle already. "...Right. I'm sorry, Saber! You've had a long trip - take a rest until we get to Cedar," he apologized to the exhausted electric-type, recalling him. Not wanting to waste a potential good catch, Josh dug into his easily-accessible bag pocket of Poké Balls, finding a Net Ball to toss at the Squirtle before it got out of range.
Mod note; Net Ball use.
{WC: 476}
{PC: 8}
{Josh: 71/112}
{Saber's level is now 8!}
{Saber: 38/93 | SP 0/36}
"Wren, thank you," Josh replied, and in his normal voice, too. "I didn't go looking for trouble - trouble came to me," he started filling Wren in on how he got hit in the first place. "What I thought was a wild Grimer ambushed me and socked me in the leg, then I turned around and saw it was trained. She was a girl in a black sweater, with a bunny-shaped logo I didn't recognize. Her demeanor reminded me of the Rocket incident back in Johto. Is gang violence a serious problem in Arciel?"
With Josh feeling much better, the two continued toward Cedar. "Looks like you two met a new friend along the way! It seems to like Alouette." As much as he liked the traditional fire-type Ponyta for their blazing speed, he thought about trying to hunt down one of these, as having healing capabilities that worked on humans as well as Pokémon would be invaluable in such a wild region.
As the terrain rose toward Cedar, there was a Squirtle playing on the shore of a nearby river. "Perfect," he mumbled. "Great target practice for Saber." He released the energetic Electric-type, who had overheard him from inside the Ball. Knowing what his Trainer wanted him to do, sparks flew from his paws as he charged toward the wild with astonishing speed, s sphere of electricity surrounding him. The Squirtle heard the sound of sparks, but was only able to withdraw into its shell after impact. Its instincts wouldn't serve it quite so well against a trained Pokémon, though. "Saber, one more--aim for the hole in its shell!"
The second Electro Ball was much smaller than the first, not having been built up from his dashing, but it was enough to push the withdrawn Pokémon into the river. Immediately after the battle, Saber started sweating profusely. He remembered the Electric-type was not at full strength, having fought a battle already. "...Right. I'm sorry, Saber! You've had a long trip - take a rest until we get to Cedar," he apologized to the exhausted electric-type, recalling him. Not wanting to waste a potential good catch, Josh dug into his easily-accessible bag pocket of Poké Balls, finding a Net Ball to toss at the Squirtle before it got out of range.
Mod note; Net Ball use.
{WC: 476}
{PC: 8}
{Josh: 71/112}
{Saber's level is now 8!}
{Saber: 38/93 | SP 0/36}
