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Post by Shana on Mar 21, 2008 12:08:52 GMT 10
"Smooch Smooch!" Naomi said into Name's ear, forcing the abra to let out a gulp; his way of giggling. You couldn't expect Name to laugh, he hated anything that was more then a snort or a glare. Naomi just giggled, before punching Name playfully (or what she had hoped was playfully...) on the shoulder. Of course, Naomi had never fought before or quarreled so it came out a lot harder then expected. Name instantly retaliated, his eyes going bright purple and throwing Naomi into a tree. She just laughed it off, running back up to Name and laughing.
Lucifer didn't find the need to break the two up. They were having fun. Even though Lucifer himself hated the concept of other people having fun, he knew enough that a happy pokemon would fight better then an exhausted one. He had just got from the lab, and he was bored and absolutely sick of talking to people, instead he sat down, and his two psychic types quickly followed suit.
"So, Naomi eh? A Smoochum. It'd be hard to take a little thing like you seriously, right? You don't exactly show off toughness or anything." In response, Naomi crossed her arms and licked Lucifer across his cheek. He scowled, glaring at the little ice type but not doing anything. He would just wait here until a pokemon showed up. He wanted his weaklings to go back one day and absolutely smash the owners of that lab.
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Post by Feather on Mar 21, 2008 12:26:05 GMT 10
As usual the deceptively named Isabella Plains was full of pokemon life, low leveled pokemon who really couldn't harm one another to much, and except for the occasional feud between flying types for nest space it was peaceful. In the sky above the three companions was a flock of Pidgeys, but they soon disappeared. Occasionally the distant call of some other pokemon was hard, but nothing to close to Lucifer. Anything close to the odd eyed human was trying its best to remain silent. They didn't want to be caught after all, well as in any crowd, or any route there is always that one oddball that breaks the mold, and this instance was no different.
From the grass surrounding the trees to Lucifer's right a pair of brown eyes watched, deeming all of them dangerous the Sentret set up a racket. <Over the River we go..Under the river we go...Through the trees we go...to the town..to all fall down!> It was a compliation of all the songs she had ever heard humans sing, suffice to say it made little sense. Of course neither did the Singing Sentret, who had now bounding into plain sight of Lucifer and his two psychic types, and by the way it hopped up on its tail and sang occasionally it was obviously trying to dance.
Adding a twirl to its last odd jump, it landed on its feet, and then seemed to notice how close she was to the human. Both of her eyes widened, she was alost nose to nose with Naomi, letting out a squeawk she bounded away. Or tried to, of course now she had no idea where she was, when she was scared she forgot things, like what song she had been singing, and when she had seen the human.
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Post by Shana on Mar 21, 2008 12:43:18 GMT 10
Naomi saw the Sentret get near her face, and she narrowed her eyes so much she may as well have closed them. She hated people in her face. Before the Sentret could bound away, she had already jumped at it with a pount attack out of pure anger. She hated anything, anything getting near her and this stupid bunny was no exception. Wait, was it a bunny? Naomi had no idea. She hadn't really been exposed to the entire pokemon population yet.
Lucifer got out his pokedex, for a quick examination of the pokemon. Crap, a Sentret. Well, Naomi could take care of it, the little thing needed to prove itself to him anyway. Lucifer was not much of one for commands in battle, so he simply said, "Don't screw this up Naomi. You usually get only one chance to prove yourself to me. Name knows."
When his name was mentioned in Naomi's presence, Name went a slightly darker shade. Fortunately, Naomi did not turn around. She was too busy concentrating on smashing the Sentret into a thousand bits. Instead, Name just said quietly, "Abbbbb... Abbbbra!" <Don't die... please... don't die.> Naomi simply laughed, turning her head for a moment and saying, "Smooch, Chum, Chum." <I won't, I promise.> Then she laughed, turned to the Sentret and made sure she was ready to fight.
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Post by Feather on Mar 21, 2008 13:13:13 GMT 10
The Sentret foundherself with grass tickling her nose, as the Smoochum slammed into her back, and she sneezed. Pushing herself up she bounded away again. Then pushing herself up on her tail she looked at the Smoochum confused. She didn't even seem flustered that she had been attacked. <WHat was that all about--about*high pitch* Really now--I never menat to hurt ya.> It was more as if the Smoochum had been annoyed then hurt, but she really didn't now of a way to say that without sounding mean. Maybe the Smoochum had tripped, but when the human spoke the Sentret's eyes widened.
A battle? Prove herself? One chance? He was giving the poor dear of a Smoochum a ultimatum, now that wasn't fair! But that meant she was being given a ultimtum to, the Sentret let out a growl, it was directed more at Lucifer then the Smoochum, she'd run off. She just needed a chance, but what if she refused to battle and the uman became angry at the Smoochum because of it? That would make her even more forgetful then usually, she was a smart Sentret, and knew that she could find a happy medium that didn't end in either of the mgetting the snot beato ut of them. She likely would be the one laying prone on the floor, even more of a reason to stop this nonsense.
Was that Abra mumbling don't die? Was the Smoochum weak or something? That pound sure didn't seem like it, as if in reflex her paws reached up and massaged the small of her back. Yet bth of her big brown eyes were still fixed on the pair before her.
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Post by Shana on Mar 21, 2008 13:51:04 GMT 10
Naomi instantly took the growl as directed at her. She was furious. Not a single thing was allowed to growl at her. Even though the Sentret had not phsyically attacked back, the growl was enough of an attack to turn battle into brawl. Naomi looked around, glancing at everything in the small clearing to find a weapon. Quickly, she trotted over to a long thin stick with her tiny little legs, picking it up and barely holding it in her hands (it was hard without thumbs). Then she ran, straight at the Sentret with it held on her shoulder, ready to swing. She wouldn't hesitate, the second she had a chance the stick would go full throttle at the creatures head.
"Smoooooooooo," The s was barely even said, turning it more into a Miltank Moo, solely designed to taunt the sentret. As for an actual meaning, it didn't really have one. "Smoochum... Smooch... Smoo," <Do you think I care? I think whether or not you meant to hurt me, I want to hurt you.> the stick was being brandished awfully close to the Sentret now, and Naomi didn't plan on going any slower.
Unnoticed by her though, a root was above the ground that made Naomi fall over, the stick tumbling from her hand toward the Sentret. Lucifer let out something awfully similar to a growl, angry at how clumsy the stupid Smoochum had been. He knew he should have gotten the bloody Trapinch. But, instead of yelling at her, he just sighed and began to speak, "Keep in the battle, Naomi. Don't turn out like that Growlithe." Name nodded at her, even if he couldn't bring out the courage to speak to Naomi again. Oh, that Growlithe had been drowned by a Staryu. It was its fault anyway. What could Lucifer care about losing a weakling?
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Post by Feather on Mar 21, 2008 15:05:38 GMT 10
The Sentret peered at the Smoochum, and watched as she picked up a stick. She didn't want to play fetch! Then she started swing it, coming closer to her with each step, as she grew ever closer the Sentret realized what she was doing. By the time she went to jump back the Smoochum's stick fell to the ground. What had made her think she was a pinata? What kind of attack was that?
<mooo..?> What the hell did that mean.?She knew she had to attack. But the odd noises the Smoochum had made had confused her, and made her forget what the hell she was supposed to be doing here. Oh yes helping this poor Smoochum impress her evil trainer, and stop her from becoming like 'that growlithe' whatever the hell that meant. Well even if it was cruel to attack her she had to do it. Too save her from befalling some horrible fate. <Right Jab..left jab..Upper cut!> Of course when she sang the old fighting form song she messed up the action, her first attack came from the left, her second from the right, and her third was aimed downward. Of course her tail made her taller then the Smoochum, but it made it easier to knock her over with a tackle or a pound. The gleam of her dark claws was obvius as she batted at the air in punch like strokes. (Sorry..soooo short)
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Post by Shana on Mar 21, 2008 17:49:04 GMT 10
After the first jab collided with her soft belly, Naomi learned the idea and dodged backwards. Not without a bruise forming on her stomach though. She stuck out her tongue, laughed, and pretended it was nothing. It wasn't. In fact, the Smoochum was quite wounded, even from one little jabbing attack. Still, she couldn't show weakness, Name would make fun of her! Lucifer would probably kill her. She shook her head, getting a bit woozy but it kept her mind off the pain in her stomach. Finally, the Smoochum realized she couldn't risk another mistake like tripping over that root. She had to fight perfectly, or she would lose. This Sentret was too strong for the fight to just be some easy battle.
The Smoochum shot forward with another pound attack, aimed into the Sentret's face. She knew this battle was her first chance to impress her master, and she believed the first impressions should be the most important. She had already almost completelymessed up, so she didn't want to ruin it this time. Just because she was a Smoochum didn't mean that Naomi was going to be weak on purpose. No, she would become as strong as she could so that she could show Lucifer!
Lucifer and Name sat in the sidelines, watching as the Smoochum launched an extremely fast punch at the normal type. Lucifer looked a tad shocked... for a second. He wouldn't put real shock on his face for much longer. Name noticed this, since he was very watchful of what was going on. That warrented a smirk from Name, before Name gave the visual of himself nodding at her, which encouraged her to go even faster.
"Smoochum...chum...chum!" <Mooo! Like a cow. Like the useless slow cow you are.> Even if the Sentret was going to dodge out of exhiliration and anger of the insult, she was already too close. Unless the Sentret had dodged earlier, of course.
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Post by Feather on Mar 22, 2008 7:31:34 GMT 10
The Sentret felt her fist hit home on the first jab, and winced, just because sme part of her knew that had to hurt. Yet the insane pokemon bounded off and stuck her tongue out at her, then deemed it perfectly alright to giggle. Maybe she hadn't hit as hard as she thought. Of course she now felt bad, she was only a babe, or close to after all. Of course the cheek she showed as she umped away from her attacks had made the Sentret sure she had't hurt her to badly. Or she was one hell of a actor.
The Sentret had decided that growling at the thing was a bad idea. Earlier it had been that , that had made her grab the stick and attack her with it. She had almost caved in her skulll! So growling was a bad idea, she didn't want her to remember where th stick was, or even worse, make her realize she needed to find a bigger one. A bigger one with pointy twigs like thorns, that would break her whole body and not just her skull. So she just jumped back and forth awkwardly, and she hummed a child's lullaby as she waited, it was one of the signs that she was nervous. She had no idea what tis Smoochum would do, or if her Abra friend would jump in and help.
Then the little purple and white blob pounded. The Sentret had been on one of her little backward swings at the time, which set her off balance, and sent her tumbling to the ground,taking the oppurtunity she went up with her left paw in a scratch attack, and then tried to scramble away from the demented little SMoochum. <Now I know you meant that as a insult..but miss there is..absolutely..absolutely..no need to be so rude...so rude.> hse didn't get angry, no now she was just plain nagging. Like a mother, even if it was singing dancing one.
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Post by Shana on Mar 22, 2008 10:48:17 GMT 10
Naomi had never been so frustrated in her entire life. In the lab, every fight she did she would always win. Always. The lab pokemon didn't have as much spirit as wild pokemon, it would seem, because this thing was fast, and didn't look like it was going to give up. It was about to go at the creature with another pound attack, then realised that would be much like a broken record; the attack wasn't working... so she needed something else. Naomi looked back at her training, remembering her one other attack she knew how to do. She'd lick the thing to death! That was it. First, she needed to grab the thing. Naomi did not look forward to chasing the stupid thing to catch it, but she knew there was little other choice. It didn't seem to be taking damage from her own pounds.
"Smoochie, Smoochie, Smooch!" <Rude? Rude? You make me laugh, cow, I can be as rude as I damn well please,> it seemed, even after only being around the two for a few hours, Name and Lucifer were rubbing off on her. She didn't think much of it, because that second the Sentret lost balance. She realized this could well be her chance to win the battle. As soon as she noticed the Sentret getting a bit tumbly, she launched at it, full speed, to grab it and use lick. If luck went her way, she could paralyze it and then the thing would be too slow to dodge her attack, then the game would be over. She would win! Then she'd have Lucifer's approval, as she had always wanted.
Name was trembling on the sidelines, wanting to dash in for every moment, but Lucifer was casting him a glare. Lucifer needed Name to know this was Naomi's battle, not his. It wasn't his place to interfere with her chance to prove herself. As much as Name would die if Naomi did (Lucifer didn't understand how he could be 'in love' after only a few minutes) and he actually would step in to save Naomi if she needed him. He doubted she would though, from what he could see Naomi was fighting amazingly! Maybe the little blob deserved his respect after all. We'll see he sent telepathically to Name. Name nodded, just to agree with his master. He didn't want to risk his own injury by doing the opposite.
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Post by Feather on Mar 22, 2008 16:01:41 GMT 10
The Sentret was tired, but its tail, and bouncing told differently, but now that hse was laying on the ground, the difference in her her breathing was evident. <You're lucky I'm nice..some pokemon around here would eat you for that....> Most of them could, and whoever had parented this thing had done a horrible job, it was more grouchy then her Grandfather, he couldn't see, and he was halfway to death! Her what was she? Rude? It wasn't spirit it was just her being a god damned little bi--the Sentret shook the thought out of her head, now that little monster was rubbing off on her.
Then the thing pounced. Its rough purple tongue scraped at her skin, shocking her, sparks transferred from the Smoochum's mouth to her cheek. Then a numbness spread through her limbs, and mid bounce she fell face first into the ground, her eyes could still see the little blob of a Smoochum behind her, it had ample time to attack, and knock her out for the count, of course the first attack might very well remove the paralysis, er fast working metabolism, usually helped her over coem it. Not to mention she was a firm believer in mind over matter, and figured that she could think her way around it. <I pity you...> She really did. This fight was uneeded. If she wnated to level up she could use a tree, why use another pokemon? It was feral, why not dance, or use her cuteness to get what she wanted? Why did she want to fight, to prove herself to soem lazy ass hbuman who couldn't even do anything himself, hell all he had doen was yell at her for trying!
Gritting her teeth she began to lever her torso up off the ground. Sparks arced down her arms as she did so, but do it she did. Not enough to dodge, but she raised herself up enough to face the Smoochum.
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Post by Shana on Mar 22, 2008 19:00:20 GMT 10
Naomi was on the brink of exploding! Did that stupid thing think anything on route one could beat her? That was a load of it, honestly. She could beat every pokemon from here to route ten! As for nice, well, Naomi didn't think much of that. It would be nice to have someone to battled her well against her. Ugh! This Sentret annoyed her so much! Then, she returned to the battle at hand. She was about to run off with another pound attack, before the stabbing pain in her stomach erupted again. She felt like she was going to puke! She couldn't run like this! But the things was so close to be beaten, so close she could almost smell the victory in the air. She wouldn't let such a pety wound get the better of her. The normal type was paralyzed, so that was her chance. She wouldn't have to do a full powered attack... just hit it. Without having to move apparently.
Fortunately for Naomi, there was a small pile of pebbles nearby. She limped over to them, picking them up one by one and throwing about 20 of them at the paralyzed Sentret. She was hoping that a few would hit, even if she wasn't the best aim in the world, and finish off the little creature. She didn't want this to drag on any longer then it had to. She just needed a rest, to get rid of the pain in her stomach... maybe the thing would give up! That would count as a win, wouldn't it? That would be enough for her, and hopefully enough to prove herself to Lucifer. She didn't know why, but she was absolutely desperate to please the guy. Maybe she wanted some kind of amazing future with him or something? Ha, yeah right, not with Name following her around all the time. But, there was something about him... Naomi just wanted to be the top of his list to use in battle.
Lucifer watched the battle carefully. He wasn't sure whether to recall the Smoochum or not... it had only been hit by one attack and yet it looked so injured. Name was fidgeting, desperate to save Naomi, but knowing he couldn't. Even if he fought and saved her, she would just hate him for it, she had told him she wanted this oppurtunity to prove herself, and Name couldn't take that away from her... unless she was dying. Unlikely, the whole stone throwing looked like a good idea.
"Smooch! Smoochu, Chu, Smooch... Chum, Chum, Chum" <Pity! I'd pity you right now, not me! My trainer isn't exactly evil you know! I don't know what he is... but I don't think he's evil.>
Suddenly, a stroke of genius hit Naomi. She had very little psychic power, being of such a young age and not knowing any psychic attacks, but she knew some existed. She focused all her energy on the rock remaining in her hand, the last one, and flung it with her mind at the Sentret. It was faster, it was better aimed, it nearly dropped twice in midair... but it never fell. Interestingly enough, nothing the Smoochum had done had made the stone fling, but rather Name had aided her within her mind. It was a little act, but Name was very powerful with his psychic powers, and he blocked out any thought Naomi could have that he had helped her. Let her have her moment. She can kiss me later as thanks!
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Post by Feather on Mar 23, 2008 10:37:26 GMT 10
To the struggling Sentret it seemed as if a hailstorm had startd, and it was hovering right above her head. Pebbles rained on her body, and bonced off, one hit the tip of her ear, and another came dangerously close to her left eye. It felt like little beedrill stings, but soon that sensation faded, and the Sentret tried to push herself up off the ground again. She managed to shakily get to her feet. Then to her tail, where she swayed back and forth like a palm tree in a gale, before she managed to straighten herself out. Now her breath came out in shallow gasps, and one of her eyes was being covered with a purple bruise but she was alright.
<CYnical. Maybe not evil, but lazy and cruel.> She was surpised the easygoing Abra hadn't replied to all of her statements by now. So what if he wasn't evil to her? So what if he was neutral, he had attacked her when all she had been doing was acting like the sunny day outside. That made him cruel to her, and the Smoochum's opionions on his actions didn't matter she was just as bad! It was a pity that this human had gotten ahold of her, no doubt he'd just make her aggressiveness worse.
The Rock glided cleanly through the air, but the Sentret was not about to be knocked down again, by the Smoochum. Taking a deep breath she leaned her head in, and pulled her tail up, curling into a ball, and raising her degense. Above her the rock whistled by, loudly, but harmlessly. Yet when she tried to pull herself out she found herself frozen in placing,before with a growl she burst out of the ball shape, and fell face first on the ground. She had given the Smoochum enough of a chance to prove herself, now it was tim to scram. Well paralyzed as she was it was hard, so she'd wait just a few more minutes.
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Post by Shana on Mar 24, 2008 7:56:23 GMT 10
Stupid Sentret, it could just run. What other choice did it have, after all? It was paralyzed, nearly fainted from barrage of rocks and worn down by many pounds. It couldn't frustrate the Smoochum anymore. She had done everything it her arsenal... everything! What was left? The stick hadn't worked, the pounds had worked and so had the lick, but not successfully. She'd even thrown rocks, both psychically and physically. But she wouldn't call Name in, nooooo, she didn't need that Abra's help, even if he was stronger then herself. It looked like it was on its last legs, that was for sure. Maybe if she repeated herself, that would finish it off. Not that she had a choice anyway, she had nothing new to do.
Name watched as the Smoochum paused for a moment, then he froze. What if she didn't know what to do? If she didn't know what to do... then... then... he had to help her! Name pondered what he could do to help, since his help with throwing that last rock hadn't knocked the thing out. It took a lot of pondering, but eventually Name decided to leave Naomi alone for this battle. She was a fighter, she had learned that much about her. She wouldn't just give up, and she could fight this... as long as she didn't let the pain he felt the aura of get in her way.
"Ab? Abra. Ab, ra ra ra." <You say that, don't you Sentret? Are you one of dem pain in the ass pokemon who instantly assume humans are evil. I'll Kill you. Kill you. Kill you. Kill you> and with that the Smoochum began flying at the Sentret. Maybe Name's words had inspired her, maybe she knew the Abra was probably too lazy to fight someone else's battle but the whole incident just gave her that boost of strength to beat the little thing once and for all. She felt the pain in her belly just melt away. It was just... amazing.
"Smoochum!" <Ready to fight?> Of course, it didn't matter whether or not it was ready, Naomi had already started attacking. Normal types were so useless, no special powers... nothing! Nothing at all. No normal type could ever stand up to her. She refused to ever lose to a normal type... from this day forth!
Lucifer just watched the whole display with narrowed eyes. He was fairly impressed the Smoochum he had got had been able to take that jab and still fight, and hopefully win. He was struggling to see how the thing could comeback from almost fainted, paralyzed and in generally being a crappy pokemon. Not worth catching he thought, before nodding to Name, who passed it on telepathically to Naomi. You did good was usually what Lucifer's nods meant. A nod was the best you could get, it just meant amazing job!
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Post by Feather on Mar 24, 2008 11:10:50 GMT 10
<I am not--Humans can be nice--yours is just not one of tose who is--> The Sentret had been in a very compromising position, spread-eagled on the forest floor like that. Well technically it was the grounds of the plain, but to her it might as well have been a forest. The above statement was completely true, she didn't like to categorize anyone in any species, evil just because of what they looked like. She hadn't found the human cruel until he had referred to 'that Growlithe'. The Sentret managed to bounce back to her feet, as the Abra talked about Murder. All these pokemon were crazy! Crazy and overly aggressive!
She really didn't want to be here anymore. Hopping to the left, she turned to get away from this crazy trio of bad role-modeled humans and Pokemon. Then the sparks returned, they flowed from the tip of her ears to the very end of her tail before they were dispensed into the ground. It lasted five seconds at most, two seconds at least. Of course to the paralyzed, and exhausted Sentret the inability to move seemed to last for a eternity, she ad heard something move as she had tried to bound away, and she realized with a sinking feelng in her stomach that it was the Smoochum.
Pain exploded in her lower back, and she was sent pitching forward, her body hitting the ground so that her belly was facing upwards. Her eyes rolled in circles, and her tail blew in the wind, a pain was still tangible in her lower back, but she was so out of it right now it didn't matter, she tried to lift her head to tell the Smoochum something, but it fell back to the ground. <I have a bunch of berr--> Then the little racoon like Pokemon passed out.
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