Setting
This rural town borders Ilex Forest, the supposed home of the legendary pokemon Celebi. A shrine sits in the middle of the forest dedicated to Celebi. Amongst the scattered civilian houses other points of interest include a deep, mostly emptied well that yields a small cave system in it's wake and an old man named Kurt famous for creating old-fashioned pokeballs out of apricorns. These balls have special properties, and are known to capture certain types of pokemon better than others.
Azalea Town
This rural town borders Ilex Forest, the supposed home of Celebi. Other points of interest include a deep, mostly emptied well and an old man famous for creating old-fashioned pokeballs out of apricorns.
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Lordran [110] My pokemon and I have an arrangement...
Nicole Porter [27] Beginning Pokemon Trainer
Fennekin [19] A fire type fox pokemon who is kinda shy.
Team Ultima [14] Extraordinary potential
Desmond Nerzed [0] Purveyor and seller of exotic magical goods and mythical services for the citizens of Wing City.
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"Nah, I'm good with anything. The only one of my pokemon thats picky is Gilga, so pick up some Metal treats. The rest will eat just about anything else. So yeah...I'll see you around." True enough, he needed time alone with the monster 'mon. It was a destructive force, and for now, he wanted to keep it separate from Ceana. Seemed like the safe choice. In the mean time, though, Atlas pawed at the woman's skirt, demanding attention during the duration of their stay together. Lordrad, meanwhile, decided to leave, tossing a red, black, and orange pokeball around in his hand, whistling merrily.
Ceana nodded, sending Slowpoke with Lordran back to the camp. "Alright, I'll remember." She glanced down at the Nidorino and smiled. "Atlas, right?" she questioned, smiling and gently stroking his ears. She'd met a few Nidos in her time, but they were usually just breeding queens passing through. However, she did know the basics on how to treat them properly. White Heat walked with them, giving a slight nod to Atlas.
Atlas, a lot like his master, was a grumpy thing by nature. However, unlike his master, the Nidorino was affectionate at heart, and desired attention, even if it would never admit it. Still, it was enough for now. He was worried for his master, however. All of Lordran's pokemon had had a run in with the metal Metang known as Gilgamesh. And last time Lordran had tried to spend time with it, he ended up with a broken hand. The worry coming off of Atlas was palpable, and once more it pawed at the skirt, demanding comforting attention.
Ceana smiled down at the Pokemon and continued to stroke his ears and the back of his head. "What'll you want for dinner, then?" White Heat cooed out and nuzzled Ceana's cheek gently to make her own request. "I know, I know. We'll get some Indigo Pokeblocks for you and I'll make some dry poffins later. And we'll pick up some Pokeblocks for everyone else...Some of every flavor probably. And I'll get myself a sandwich...and a soda. Mmm...What do you think Lordran likes to eat, Atlas?"
Atlas merely did his specie's version of shrugging, twitching his ears rapidly. In truth, most of the time when Lordran ate, it was inside, and most places didn't allow Pokemon out of their balls inside their establishments. Lordran was a yuppie and a foodie, though in truth, he wasn't too picky, as long as it tasted good. And, being a lot like his master, Atlas was very much the same. With a low grunt, he tugged repeatedly at the skirt. If she could understand him, or anything he was trying to communicate across to her, he was a pokemon who loved the spicier side of foods.
Ceana could tell he was somewhat uncertain about it, but White Heat was the one who had to really convey what he was telling her. She was pretty gifted at understanding Pokemon, but only those really close to her could she really speak to. "Spicy? Sure, we'll pick up some red Pokeblocks for you and Fahr. Maybe some purple, too, to see if Ben'll try them." Ceana opened the door and allowed the Pokemon to enter first, waving to the store clerk. "Hi! I'm buying for the Snorlax today, so expect some good money," she joked. She'd need several large bags of Pokefood, bags of almost every PokeBlock, and then the items for herself and Lordran.
Fennekin wandered into a small town, right out side of the forest. It was full of people young and old. They all didn't seem to notice the young fox. This made him a little sad. Fennekin decided that he had to take matters into his own hands. He ran up to a random person, and attacked.
Heywood Raincaller could only be startled as a new Pokemon came out of the forest and made a Beedrill line for his humble abode. "Whoa, boy, whoa! By the spirits...Growlithe, get 'im!" The Puppy Pokémon ran out from the warmth and safety of the Ursaring-hide throw rug to confront the strange fox. It growled menacingly to take the edge off of the foe's attacks. "All right, Growlithe, use Bite!" It followed the old man's commands even without the benefit of a Pokeball...just what was this geezer up to?
Meanwhile a young woman in cargo shorts and a tank top looked up from her portable gaming system, distracted by the commotion. Frowning, semi-famous tech jocket Ilene Evans lowered the game system and watched with a certain level of angst to see what was going on.
Fennekin used flamethrower, setting tuffs of the growlithe's fur on fire. He spoke, but he knew the man only heard. "Fenne- Fennekin!" The young fox used quick attack, moving so fast it looked like he teleported in for a tackle.
The Growlithe barked in dismay as the flames washed over him, but he wasn't very effected even as he tried to sink his fangs into Fennekin's flesh. "Growlithe, get back, he's too..." Heywood was cut off as the quick attack sent his friend sprawling.
"I've had enough of this! Use Roar!" Growlithe let out a loud series of barks, trying to scare the Fennekin back into Ilex Forest.
"I've had enough of this! Use Roar!" Growlithe let out a loud series of barks, trying to scare the Fennekin back into Ilex Forest.
Fennekin didn't want to hurt the Growlithe to much, he just wanted to prove he wasn't weak. He said to the Growlithe, "I'm so sorry," The fox then unleashed flame wheel on the small puppy.
Growlithe yelped in pain as Fennekin cloaked himself in a ring of fire and smashed into its body. It wasn't very effective, but the Puppy Pokemon was still feeling the heat of a tense battle, something he hadn't been in for a long time. "Growlithe...I know you're in pain, but we can't give up yet," Heywood panted. "Here, eat this!" He tossed out what looked like some kind of herbal remedy from his belt pouch, which Growlithe ate. The taste was awful, but he stood up straighter after that, ready to keep fighting.
"You shall not hurt the people of Azalea, fox spirit!" the old man cried. He glanced over at a young, dark-skinned woman who seemed more interested in her gadgets than the battle before her. Should he fail, she was his only chance of getting away...
"Sorry?" Growlithe snarled at Fennekin in Pokespeak. "I try to end this peacefully, and this is how you repay me?!" Clearly furious by now, Growlithe leaped at the fox in a powerful takedown attack, not caring if it hurt itself on the landing.
"You shall not hurt the people of Azalea, fox spirit!" the old man cried. He glanced over at a young, dark-skinned woman who seemed more interested in her gadgets than the battle before her. Should he fail, she was his only chance of getting away...
"Sorry?" Growlithe snarled at Fennekin in Pokespeak. "I try to end this peacefully, and this is how you repay me?!" Clearly furious by now, Growlithe leaped at the fox in a powerful takedown attack, not caring if it hurt itself on the landing.
As the Growlithe hits the young Fennekin, there is an audible crunch. He is thrown back at least ten feet with a loud yelp. Fennekin know he couldn't make another attack. Unable to get away, Fennekin curls up in the grass. He wraps himself in his tail for protection. "I guess I am to soft to be a trainer's pokemon," he manages to say in pokespeek, preparing for the last and final blow.
Ilene seemed to have gotten up, hands on the hips of her shorts (which were very comfy and easy to wear!). Next to her was now a magneton with its three magnets ominously directed towards the downed fennekin with a certain intent. An experienced trainer might recognize that it was locking onto the small pokemon. The young woman met Heywood's gaze and jerked her head away, signalling for him to run. She seemed to be assuring him that she had his back, or perhaps she simply thought him an old man that couldn't properly defend himself. Either way, she was offering.
Heywood saw the Magneton getting ready to fire and gulped. "G-Growlithe, get back here!" The pair of them ran past Ilene and her partner, the human of the pair offering an appreciative nod as they didn't so much run as jog. Given his apparent age, it was a wonder Heywood didn't need a cane yet.
After getting a safe distance behind the younger duo, they watched with a mix of eagerness and fear to see what the girl would do next.
After getting a safe distance behind the younger duo, they watched with a mix of eagerness and fear to see what the girl would do next.
Fennekin knew it was over. Peeking through his tail, he tries to limp away on his now broken leg. Hearing the voice of a Magneton, confirmed that the battle was over. Fennekin limped as fast as he could toward the forest. On thunder bolt from Magneton would either kill him, or at least make him unconscious.
He looked at his new opponent, and said one word in pokespeak, "Mercy..."
He looked at his new opponent, and said one word in pokespeak, "Mercy..."
The Magneton quickly floated over, blocking the fennekin's path.
"Nuh-uh." Ilene said out loud, of course not understanding a word of what was being said to her. She too closed the distance, looking at Fennekin with thoughtful eyes. "..." A long moment passed before the young woman produced a single pokeball and casually primed it. She would then proceed to casually toss it forward at the evidently helpless pokemon in an attempt to catch it.
"Nuh-uh." Ilene said out loud, of course not understanding a word of what was being said to her. She too closed the distance, looking at Fennekin with thoughtful eyes. "..." A long moment passed before the young woman produced a single pokeball and casually primed it. She would then proceed to casually toss it forward at the evidently helpless pokemon in an attempt to catch it.
Fennekin was immediately sucked into the small pokeball, having no strength to resist. He struggled weakly, but was unable to escape. The pokeball finally clicked shut.
Ilene bent down to retrieve the ball, nodding with quiet satisfaction in that the global PC and pokeball security she'd installed appeared to be working exactly as intended--Not that she was surprised. She peered into the top of this translucent ball at the miniature form of fennekin within, whom would also be able to see and hear the world around him.
"...Now what's a cutey like you doing attacking old men?" Ilene quietly asks, virtually inaudible to anyone who wasn't within a couple of feet. She seemed to be debating what to do with this new pokemon. She was sure one of the professors would appreciate a pokemon like this.
"...Now what's a cutey like you doing attacking old men?" Ilene quietly asks, virtually inaudible to anyone who wasn't within a couple of feet. She seemed to be debating what to do with this new pokemon. She was sure one of the professors would appreciate a pokemon like this.
"I was trying to prove myself that I'm strong enough to be a trainer's pokemon," He said quietly in pokespeak, knowing she couldn't understand. Fennekin could do virtually nothing inside the pokeball. Unable to use his abilities in side he was stuck.
Ilene looked around for a moment before attaching the pokeball to her belt, just above her back pockets leaving Fennekin to see what was behind her but offering no view of where they were going. A quick trip to the pokemon center later and he was all healed up. She then moved back out and made her way over towards Ilex Forest.
She wanted to be alone.
Finally she reached back and plucked the pokeball from her hip and Fennekin would be produced from it's core. Ilene's arms folded under her chest in an expectant manner. She seemed to be inspecting Fennekin for something.
"..."
She wanted to be alone.
Finally she reached back and plucked the pokeball from her hip and Fennekin would be produced from it's core. Ilene's arms folded under her chest in an expectant manner. She seemed to be inspecting Fennekin for something.
"..."
Fennekin stood there, knowing this moment could decide his future. He looked at the girl with pleading eyes. She had saved him from the Growlithe, but he had a sinking feeling that he would be released back into the wild. Taking matters into his own paws, he rubbed softly against the girls legs, trying to win her over.