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route_10652015-06-03 10:07 pm
armoredsoul) wrote in route_10652015-06-03 10:07 pm
You were my best friend
Who: Alphonse Elric and Wrath
Where: Ilex Forest
When: Monday, June 1st
Summary: Old walls are finally crumbling down
Rating: PG
Log:
Alphonse felt oddly groggy when he woke up that morning, curled up in the roots of a massive tree in a forest...somewhere. He's definitely far off the designated trails, but some kind twist of fate left Al a pack of supplies and an old red coat, though if it's Ed's old one or Al's later copy he can't tell. The sight of the weather-beaten garment leaves an ache in his chest, but it can't be helped.
Apparently some wishes just can't be granted.
Al stands and stretches out the kinks in his back, sighing and pulling out a Pokeball from his belt. "Alright, Clara, time to go find our way back to Olivi--"
...that isn't Clara.
A few text messages and several hours later finds Al hiking through the woods trying to find his way onto an actual trail. He's resigned himself to a few days worth of rough living, but he's starting to wonder if he's found the one stretch of actual hard terrain that exists in Johto. He's seen nothing but Pokemon and trees, and usually there's at least a few other trainers hiking along the routes. He can't be that far off the beaten path, can he?
Where: Ilex Forest
When: Monday, June 1st
Summary: Old walls are finally crumbling down
Rating: PG
Log:
Alphonse felt oddly groggy when he woke up that morning, curled up in the roots of a massive tree in a forest...somewhere. He's definitely far off the designated trails, but some kind twist of fate left Al a pack of supplies and an old red coat, though if it's Ed's old one or Al's later copy he can't tell. The sight of the weather-beaten garment leaves an ache in his chest, but it can't be helped.
Apparently some wishes just can't be granted.
Al stands and stretches out the kinks in his back, sighing and pulling out a Pokeball from his belt. "Alright, Clara, time to go find our way back to Olivi--"
...that isn't Clara.
A few text messages and several hours later finds Al hiking through the woods trying to find his way onto an actual trail. He's resigned himself to a few days worth of rough living, but he's starting to wonder if he's found the one stretch of actual hard terrain that exists in Johto. He's seen nothing but Pokemon and trees, and usually there's at least a few other trainers hiking along the routes. He can't be that far off the beaten path, can he?
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But on the other hand, what IS hard is to avoid the flying rocks and broken branches that are flung into the air by the impact-- Lisa's Protect bubble keeps her safe from even a single hair on her body getting out of place, but a good two-foot dent in the vines below her feet is pounded in by the impact.
And, of course, even as one of the beast's enormous arms is occupied with the Typhlosion, a swathe of vines lining the ditch floor (which are... apparently part of the Tangrowth's body??? Gross) are slithering up its sides after the two boys, seemingly with minds of their own.
This thing had been sleeping down there for like... god knows how long. IT'S PRETTY HUNGRY BY NOW.
Wrath had yelped when the older boy threw himself over him, but it's not until he sees the vines quickly creeping across the ground at them that he really speaks up.
"AAA! AAAAA! LOOK OUT!"
Shoving Alphonse off of himself, he grabs frantically for the Pokeballs that he... pretty much only JUST NOW remembered that he had.
In a flash of white light and a mingling series of trills, snorts, and growls, all six of Wrath's carried Pokemon roster pop out: Mama the Kangaskhan, Pipsqueak the Zubat, Mad the Deino, Sleepy the Vaporeon, Hungry the Trubbish, and Jelly the Ditto.
Mama's muscles ripple as she shakes off any lingering stiffness from the interior of the Pokeball, nostrils flaring as she steps in front of both her trainer and his... frrrrienemy? Yes, she'll go with that. They can work out the strange quirks of human relationships later. She is confident. She is a mama bear, ready to flip cars, kick butt, and take names for her babies. SHE IS.... woefully underleveled.
Behind her, Wrath's other Pokemon-- even MORE underleveled, quiver in place.
DB WHAT THE HECK IS THAT?? WHAT IS THAT?! TRAINER WHY DID YOU SEND US OUT HOLY SHIT DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT LEVEL THAT THING IS?!
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Like those vines cracking through the ground. Lisa can't fight the main body and take care of those at once; Al grabs two more balls from his belt and a Meowstic pair leap out at the same time Wrath's Pokemon. It's hard to tell if they're shaken by the sheer size of the foe in front of them, given their creepy-horror-child act, but they don't back away and look to Al for orders.
Al is glad he has these two with him. Out of all of his roster, they always made the best team and were smart enough to act on their own initiative. They're lower level, but Alphonse has faith in them. "Jill, keep those vines away from us! Jack, do what you can to keep us safe!"
The pair turn back around and both their ears snap up as they let out their attacks--Jill unleashing a Psychic blast to knock the vines back while Jack springs up a Reflect over each Pokemon in turn, starting with Mama and the rest of Wrath's babies.
Alphonse turns to Wrath then, reaching out for him. "Stay close to me! I'll keep you safe, I promise!"
Lisa, meanwhile, has fought her way out of the crushing debris of Big Papa Tangrowth's opening attack. She roars again and lets loose with Inferno, a giant blast of fire that tries to wrap around and engulf it but only succeeds in covering the front half of the giant beast.
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Actually, it's more likely that he's too distracted by the situation at hand to be a dick.
As a matter of fact, Alphonse successfully grabs a handful of the smaller boy's shirt, and Wrath's only immediate response is to look over at him, panicked.
"IT'S GONNA EAT US!"
His Pokemon seem relieved for the protection, but even Reflect can't make up for the fact that there's not a single one of them above level 25 at most. As the vines are pushed back and the front of the Tangrowth is set ablaze, it flails with its tree-trunk sized arm, grabbing at the Typhlosion with one of them. The other comes down on the ledge that the two trainers and their Pokemon are on, and Wrath's scatter like ninepins.
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"No, it won't!" Al turns to give Lisa and order, but his eyes go wide and again he grabs Wrath to protect him from the hit. They go flying along with the rest of the Pokemon, but not quite as far. Jack struggles to get up and uses Helping Hand to boost the power of Jill's Signal Beam, blasting the arm that came crashing down on them all. Fuck you, you don't get away with hurting their trainer!!
Al hisses in pain, teeth grit from the harsh impact. "Shit...Wrath, are you okay?" He pushes himself up, looking over the other boy nervously before turning back to the battle field to snap out a quick order. "Lisa, Toxic! Weaken that thing, now!"
In the Tangrowth's grip, Lisa snarls and bites hard on one of the tendrils wrapped around her, the power pumping as much potent poison into the thing as she can. It's big, and it's gonna need one hell of a dose to even begin to phase it.
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Poor Al already has enough to deal with, and Wrath immediately screaming "DON'T LET IT PRICK YOU! DON'T LET IT PRICK YOU!!" into his ear probably will not help the poor boy's focus.
Fortunately, where Wrath isn't being particularly useful, his Pokemon (or one of them, anyway) will step up to the plate in his place.
With a growl that vibrates her entire body, Mama joins the fray, clawing and chomping at the vines binding Lisa. She's nowhere near high-leveled enough to even make a dent in the thing's HP, but it still notices.
Some of the vines slither away from Lisa's body to swipe at the Kangashkan and bat away at Jill's Signal Beam.
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The Luxray comes out roaring, wasting no time charging into the fray and biting onto the arm that sweeps into Mama, Jack, and Jill. The attack is strong, but without a type advantage it isn't much more effective than the Signal Beam is, but he's latched on and not letting go. The Meowstic pair are struggling to get up, but they're not out of the fight yet.
Lisa, meanwhile, gnaws hard on that vine until her attack peters out--she's powerful, but she's no Poison-type. That's all she can manage to get out, and it'll have to do. Al's attention swings back over to her, and with a snapped out "Eruption!" she fair well explodes into a ball of flame, roaring and thrashing out of the Tangrowth's grip.
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IT'S WORKING.
GET 'EM, KIDS!
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While Eddie growls and takes another Crunch out of the tangled vines of the arm, Jack and Jill finally find their footing again. Jill blasts it with Psychic while Jack...stares at it...very intensely. Meowstic Charm attacks, everyone. Lisa, finally down on the ground again, lets out a furious bellow and blasts herself into the thing's midsection with Flare Blitz.
Meanwhile, Al hauls Wrath up into his arms and carries him over to where the rest of his Pokemon are huddled in fear. He needs to make sure they're okay, now that the tide of the battle is turning.
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Once Wrath is let down, Sleepy chirrups in concern and immediately starts to lick at his scraped knees. Wrath barely notices. He flops right there on the ground, eyes wide. His heart feels like it's about to come right out of his chest.
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"Wrath, it's gonna be okay. It's not going to hurt you, we're driving it off! I'll keep you safe!"
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But Al's words do seem to get through at least, and his eyes slide over to stare at the older boy over his shoulder, even as he continues to pant shallowly. Thankfully, it starts to slow before it heads into hyperventilation territory.
"... hh.... h'you..."
... Still too out of breath to talk properly, though.
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Al wraps an arm around Wrath's shoulders, smiling gently despite the HORRIBLE BATTLE RAGING BEHIND THEM. Lisa's roars are sounding pretty confident, he's not worried.
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But considering that prior to this exact moment in time, his reaction would have been to scream angry epithets, that's a good thing.
Wordlessly, he wraps his arms around Sleepy and draws her close, still panting.
Safe.
What a strange concept.
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Through the combined efforts of their Pokemon, the great emperor of the forest had been sent back to its tangled, overgrown hibernation for the next hundred years or so.
They don't make a bad team after all.