route_1065 | It would be so fine to see your face at my door [Closed]

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It would be so fine to see your face at my door [Closed]

Who: Neku Sakuraba And Nagi Naoe
Where: Goldenrod
When: Backdated to March 19th, after the circus
Summary: After beating Whitney (finally) Neku texts his victory to his...friend? And a long put off battle is thrown down
Rating: PG-13
Log:

[Neku was on Cloud Nine. He knew his dislike of Whitney was silly, but he still felt pretty great about finally beating her. So after sending his victory text to Nagi he headed to a nearby coffee shop, sipping something cold and frothy, his Lucario (who had carried the fight) nibbling a poffin and a caffeine free cocoa frappe.

He had already healed his team, and everyone was resting now. Soon they would find a place to stay and hang around Johto until the fashion show... then back to Kanto to continue his badge quest. But for now he was happy relaxing]

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[The barrier goes up just as Neba headbutts the other Pokemon, resulting in a very painful miss. He lets out a muffled whimper before all but dropping to the ground like dead weight.]

Neba! Teleport, get out of the way!

[But the Abra doesn't move, lying prone on the asphalt on his belly. The incident has stunned him, but he isn't out yet. He is, however, completely wide open for an attack and Nagi knows it.]

Neba! Move!

[Neku hadn't been keeping perfect count of the barriers, but he knew the Reflect would go down first. Plus Abra wasn't known for it's physical defenses. He had one shot]

Body Slam!

[Neba doesn't even have the strength to look up at the dragon towering over him, but that's probably for the best. The Goodra's full body weight comes crashing down directly on top of him, and for a moment he's completely lost beneath the Pokemon's bulk.

When Lemon stands back up, Neba is completely unresponsive. Meanwhile, Nagi's gaze is dark and hooded as he just stares blankly at the road where his level 100 Abra was flattened by a fat goo dragon.

He grips the Abra's premier ball tightly for a moment before turning it outwards, returning him in a dull flash of red without a word.]

[Lemon certainly seems pleased with himself, even with his injuries. But when he turns to Neku to celebrate, his trainer just looks... blank.

This isn't how he wanted this rematch to go. But he was in it now, he would see it through]

[Nagi doesn't move for a moment or two, his hand running blindly along the Pokeballs on his belt. He wants nothing more than to destroy the dragon, but he had to take into account the Pokemon he knew that Neku had remaining. The Goodra was likely teetering in the yellow and Bell was still poisoned. He needed something that could finish off the dragon while still being able to take care of Bell, should it come to that.

He needs something fast.

Nagi throws out a Pokeball, and after a brief flash a Greninja stands crouched in the center of the road, his long tongue wrapped around his front as he stares up at Lemon. Before anything else happens, though, Nagi finally speaks up again in an undertone.]

If you want to switch out, do it now.

[A Greninja? Neku hadn't expected that, and does some quick thinking. Fast, but maybe not that powerful? Could he take a few hits?

It's a risk, but one he's willing to take]

I'll hold.

[Nagi's expression remains unchanged. In fact, he almost seems emotionless for a moment as the Greninja looks over his shoulder at his trainer briefly, waiting for a command.

Then, Nagi murmurs.]

Smokescreen.

[The Greninja- Shuriken- stands up tall, exhaling deeply with his hands pressed flat together. When he exhales a thick, inky black cloud of smoke starts to envelop the entire area, masking both Pokemon while whisping around Nagi and Neku's ankles on the sidelines.]

[Neku fights to school his expression, but there's a twinkle in his eyes.]

Rain Dance.

[It seemed counter productive: after all, water pokemon just got stronger in the rain. But as Lemon danced around Neku just watched carefully to see what Greninja would do, the rain making his hair droop]

[Nagi clenches his fists, trying to ignore the feeling of the rain pouring down and soaking through his clothes. The water has the desired affect, starting to very quickly dispel the smoke. But since it's not weather, per-say, it doesn't get rid of it completely. Not quickly, at least.]

...Shadow Sneak.

[When the smoke finally clears, Shuriken is nowhere to be found.

Neku will be able to see it before Lemon does. Something shifts and undulates in his shadow, the Greninja rising quickly from it with a forward jab from behind, aiming to strike Lemon in the back.]

[The smoke drifting away is nice- but when the frog attacks there's no way Lemon can avoid it. He bellows in pain, and somewhere in vidya game land his bar goes from yellow to a sliver of red. The dragon huffs in agony, and Neku's blank expression breaks a bit]

Sorry Lemon. But you did it...

Thunder.

[Washing way smoke was very nice. But even with it still there it didn't matter. As long as the rain fell the normally almost useless electric move had one benefit.

100% accuracy.

[...shit. SHIT

Shuriken is rocked by the attack, his entire body convulsing as it momentarily sends him to one knee. It's a horrible thing, with the water acting as a nice conductor for the electricity. Not to mention the fact that the two are exactly matched as far as levels go. It hurts.

..and not only does it hurt, but Shuriken twitches, letting out a shuddering noise of frustration that causes Nagi to curse under his breath. Not only did that cut down a fourth or more of his health, but he's paralyzed.]

[The paralyzation was a god send: now Lemon could get one last hit in with the speed no longer being a counter-

or would have, if the moment he raised his tendrils for a swing he didn't wail and flop backwards.

Seems that Thunder was all he had left in him. And Neku sighs]

Okay, come on back.

[1/1]

[It's a miracle. A straight up miracle, and Nagi might have cheered if he were a different kind of person. He's too caught up over the corner he's backed himself into to celebrate the victory. His fastest Pokemon may as well not even be close with his speed cut by half. The paralysis has the chance of making him totally immobile for who knows how many turns, and if Neku happens to have something else strong against a water type? That could end it right there.

His expression isn't stony or unreadable now. The anger is very clear, and what he says next causes Shuriken to look over sharply with surprise.]

Switch your Pokemon. Don't use Bell.

[He's already reaching for Shuriken's Pokeball with stiff hands. It wasn't a request.]

[That earlier break in his own walls is all the more obvious now.]

Nagi...

[He hovers a hand over the last ball he had chosen... but stops, and instead turns to Sota]

Go.

[The jackal pokemon blinks. Blueberry was higher leveled... but he nods, putting the drinks down and stepping out, falling into a fighting stance]

[Nagi blinks after Shuriken has been returned, mutely lowering his hand to clip the ball back onto his belt. But he doesn't pick a second one yet, instead staring at his opponent from across the road.

A fighting type. A clear weakness against nearly half of his current roster. He might as well be throwing the match.

Why?]

...are you sure?

[His voice is flat, almost difficult to parse as an actual question.]

[He offers Nagi a small, sad smile]

He's half Steel. You really gotta learn your... your new types man. Steel resists Psychic so he breaks even.

[But his fighting moves wouldn't be very helpful against most of Nagi's team regardless]

[...

Nagi shifts as he pulls his last Pokeball from his belt, rolling it over in his hands before actually tossing it out.

In front of him hovers a Lunatone, blue eyes glowing gently. She seems to give off a constant soft hum but otherwise is mostly silent. It's still raining, but she doesn't seem very bothered by it.]

Go on, then.

[His Luantone. He should have called it. Logically Nagi would have predicted his Draognite- he didn't keep it secret that his dragons were his aces. And rock moves would have wreaked her. But between her water moves and roost he might have been able to stall out. A level 100 too... 30 levels stronger then Sota.

He had no chance.

Sota bows lightly to the other pokemon, his aura slightly distressed, but steady]

This is a bad fight, but I'll do my best

[It's clear in his 'tone' he doesn't mean the difference in levels. But the bad air all around them right now. But he was a loyal warrior. He would fight regardless.]

Powerup Punch!

[Fighting was strong against Rock- but the level difference wouldn't make that advantage much... unless he could power up Sota's attack fast]

[Kodokuna doesn't answer Sota with words, but with a feeling. She's uneasy, too.

The attack strikes the rock-type solidly, but she barely budges an inch. In fact she hardly moves at all, the rock unyielding as Sota's fist punches into her.]

Cosmic Power.

[She hums in response to Nagi's command, body vibrating beneath Sota's paw as a glow envelops her. The move is a status changer, raising both defense and special defense.

Throughout it all she still remains motionless where Nagi released her, even though the attack did do damage initially.]

[Neku debates keeping up the attacks- but if she was powering up he had to be ready]

Use Calm Mind!

[Sota stepped back, meditating to bring up his Special Defense and Special Attack in preparation for whatever Nagi had in mind]

[Kodokuna finishes her attack just a hair before the Lucario does, giving Nagi an opportunity to retaliate.]

Psychic!

[She turns to face Sota, eyes glowing abnormally bright before he'll feel a sudden tugging on his body as its lifted right off the ground, starting to rise several feet and climbing fast.]

[Boosted defenses or not, his natural low defense and the level difference... he has no way to counter her mental powers.

Sota goes up and up, yelping in surprise. Neku watches helplessly, knowing this is going to hurt, a lot

Sota... I'm sorry. Please hold on for just a little while]

[The Lunatone's gaze softens as she lifts Sota higher into the air. The path the Lucario takes wavers for just a second, but goes right back in line when Nagi snaps.]

Higher.

[So she complies, lifting him until he's at least ten feet above the ground. But for a Pokemon unable to make expressions, it's clear that she's straining as she looks up at Sota, almost apologetic in her gaze. She rotates him slowly until he's facing the road. Nagi's thoughts are as sharp as a razor's edge.

Throw him down as hard as you can

All of a sudden Sota's body lurches as he starts to rocket down to the asphalt at a terrifying speed, and for a split second it looks as if the Lunatone intends to drive him headfirst into the unyielding ground. But he never connects.

He stops with his muzzle just inches shy of the ground, and from there Kodokuna abruptly lets go.]

[They should both think Arceus that she stopped.

Because watching his constant companion be lifted up and up like that causes something to drop like a stone in Neku's belly. He knew, KNEW, that pokemon didn't die in battles. Just got knocked out. But all he could remember is Sota's namesake. Not just the literal person, but the meaning behind it.

Logic flies out the window, and when his pokemon drops, Neku moves, slamming into the smaller jackal pokemon just as he slowed to a stop. He never would have made it in time otherwise, but if he noticed what the opposing pokemon did, he wasn't showing it, instead landing at Nagi's feet, body curled around the panicking pokemon]

I forfeit, I forfeit damn it!!

[Nagi was ready to get mad. He was ready to lash out at the psychic type for disobeying a direct order. He had already been planning his next command, should she ignore everything else. The word "Explosion" was on the tip of his tongue when Neku suddenly threw himself onto the street. The Lunatone flinched back out of surprise, pretty much dropping Sota in Neku's arms with a startled noise- like the sound of wind-chimes from beneath the water.

He stood motionless, his wet hair masking his eyes as Kodokuna hovered close to Sota's side, silently asking if he was okay.]

No you don't.

[Nagi finally spits, though his voice doesn't sound like his own at the moment. He's just talking off the top of his head while his mind is elsewhere, trying to parse what just happened.]

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