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Who: Vaati and Heather
Where: A day or two into Route 29
When: Monday, late morning-ish?
Summary: Heather wants in Vaati's pants.
Rating: PG-13 sounds good
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Honestly, Vaati hadn't even checked yet to see what his Pokeman or whatever it was actually looked like, but he felt it was safe to assume it was awesome. Clearly, a powerful sorcerer such as himself could never possibly acquire anything weak. Clearly. Besides, all she wanted was pants. His were fine and he got an extra set of clothes upon arrival, so it's not like he was risking anything in the first place.

The mage stood just off the path, tossing his Pokeball from hand to hand while he waited for his opponent to arrive. It had been pouring rain for the last two days, and even today it was damp and miserable, but the sorcerer was fortunate enough to have a big warm cloak to hide under. Still, it was a tolerable day to have a battle.

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Well, Heather actually wanted a couple of things now. Both started with P. None of them ended in 'is' though so don't y'all go getting any dirty ideas.

The first was pants.

Heather liked happy summery girly clothing about as much as any other modern female her age, but when torrential rain, wild animals, and the wilderness was involved, stupid little orange buttshorts did not make Heather a happy camper. And that, unfortunately, was exactly what she'd been given.

Squelchy, audible footsteps could be heard coming Vaati's way through the seemingly-endless path of mud created by the past couple of days' rain.

When Heather finally emerged into view, she was... muddy. And damp. All over. Mud everywhere. Everywhere. On her Pokemon, too-- a bedraggled-looking (yet still obscenely happy in that way only puppies can be) Growlithe and a somewhat traumatized-looking Sentret.

Yet despite the mud, the nicks and cuts all over her legs and arms, and generally miserable physical state, she was grinning like a fiend.

"HI."

_{Oh yeah. The other thing she wants? Is his pride. He kinda dissed her and she's a vengeful little thing.}

The girl is... just a bit unsettling, in Vaati's mind. Why does she look so happy?

Still, he wears his smug grin and take a step closer, letting his Pokeball rest in his hand. "Well, it looks like the brat came after all!" he sneered, looking over her and her Pokemon briefly. "I hope this will at least be a somewhat challenging battle, if your pests are as good as they look."

Why yes he just insulted you. Ohohoho why is he so clever, oh he just can't help it, it happens on its own. ~~brb basking in own glory~~

"Why don't we get this started then, hmm?"

... Why DOES she look so happy?

Maybe she's got an ace card up her sleeve!

... Actually, it's probably more like she's weird and violent and in some kind of weird high over the idea of her first actual battle that's against some innocent wild creature that looks like it should be an extra somewhere in the background of cels from Bambi.

She didn't appear too phased by the insult-- instead she just stretched a pair of lanky arms and cracked her knuckles. Unlike Vaati, she's about as ill-equipped for cold weather as you can get-- still in the outfit she showed up in (because she was so pissed at the orange booty-shorts that she refused to even wear them)-- a sleeveless shirt, vest, and a skirt that's a lot better than the buttshorts but still not fantastic for hiking. At least she's got boots.

"Well, I had to kick some asses along the way, you know, so sorry if I'm late or anything."

The 'pests' comment certainly didn't bother her. She's been calling that Growlithe far worse names than that.

"I'm ready when you are. You know, assuming you're not getting cold feet or anything. What did you call yourself? Demon of Wind and Darkness or something?"

_{[[*that's not against

I am the guderest riter and I need to learn to proofread.]]}

"The Great Demon of the Winds--and you'd best remember it!" He throws his Pokeball at the ground since apparently that's how they work. CUE BATTLE MUSIC. THE FIGHT IS ON. And in a shiny flash of red his fearsome partner appears...

Who is an adorable Zubat, of course.

Vaati looks far from pleased about this discovery, but like hell he's backing out now.

"You... Keese!" What are Pokemon even, you are a keese now. Enjoy your nickname. "Attack!"

And the bat flaps around in circles making "zu!" sounds.

IT IS SO EFFECTIVE.

As far as Heather can tell, Vaati's just a funny-looking dude. He may very well be the most epic demon ever in history for all Heather knows, but where she comes from, the word 'demon' takes on a very different meaning.

So she displayed her deep empathy and compassion for people from other worlds by reacting to his perfectly-true claim with an audible snicker and a mumble of "More like great DORK of the winds." under her breath.

When the previously-described-as-fearsome creature appeared in a crimson bolt, Heather looked... a little less than impressed.

Okay, its eyelessness sort of freaked her out, actually, she'd admit, but... hey. It was a bat. Not all bats had eyes anyway, right? She didn't know, she wasn't exactly a bat expert. So what if it was a little creepy?

"... Well, gee, I'm awful scared right now."

She pointed a finger at the Pokemon formerly known as Zubat, because hey, what's a battle without dramatic pointing?

"Raccoon Thing! Protect me from... whatever the fuck that is."

The Sentret, which ... honestly looked a little shell-shocked, trundled on past Heather's legs and got tentatively up onto its tail, where it... watched the Zubat. With a face like this ".... 8/ ....." Because... yeah. Keese wtf are you even doing. After a couple seconds, it looked hesitantly back at Heather. If Sentrets had shoulders, it would have been shrugging.

THIS BATTLE IS OFF TO AN EXCITING START.

Yeah, this battle is just... amazing. So epic. Both trainers are clearly experienced fighters here.

Vaati is just scowling at his frolicky little bat-thing. Maybe it just needed a bit of encouraging.

"I said attack, you brainless pest!" the mage barks. Finally, the Zubat's ears perk up a bit and it seems to get the message.

"Zu, zu!" It flaps around some more before swooping down at the Sentret, latching onto its face with its teeth. KEESE used LEECH LIFE!

We've got Champion material here, folks. Tell your friends.

'Raccoon Thing', apparently lulled into a false sense of security by the pointless flapping in circles, didn't get out of the way nearly fast enough to avoid getting a faceful of Zubat.

It let out a blood-curdling squeal.

Needless to say, this wiped the smug grin off of Heather's face.

"Wh-- shit!" Oh, god, was it sucking its blood?! "Get it off! Use--"

She faltered. She had, of course, looked over the attacks it knew in her Pokegear, but... well. Heather was someone used to fighting for herself, not using others-- be they people or animals-- to do it for her. So needless to say, she hadn't taken nearly as much time to pay attention to that stuff as she should have.

Raccoon Thing was not pleased with the hesitation. It wasn't more than a couple of seconds, but when you have a bloodsucking eyeless death-machine latched onto your face with its TEETH, a couple of seconds can seem a hell of a lot longer.

So while Heather stammered briefly, the Sentret took the initiative and sort of... threw itself onto the ground.

More specifically, it threw itself on its face, into the mud.

You ever see that video of that fox taking a nosedive into the snow, hunting mice?

That's basically what Raccoon Thing is doing. Except into mud, and instead of hunting mice, it's apparently trying to smash the poor Zubat into letting go.

"... OR I GUESS THAT WORKS TOO."

Okay, all his doubts about his Pokemon before? Totally gone. Damn, a Keese never looked so badass. Vaati is smug as shit can be.

And Keese seems pretty good about all of this, too, until the part where he gets smashed into the mud. It only takes two headbutts before it decides this is so not worth it and hastily lets go. The bat swerves in the air a bit, then flies over to its master to try and hide under his cloak.

Vaati flails a bit and shakes the thing off him. "What are you doing?! Get back out there!" Keese very obviously wants nothing to do with this, but reluctantly flies back out to... flap around in circles some more.

Vaati's Zubat may or may not be retarded.

The only proper reaction is to facepalm.

God only knows wtf to call what that Sentret was just doing because it sure as hell didn't match up with the 'attacks' it knew, but Heather wasn't going to stop and ponder. She was just glad that it was apparently a quicker thinker than she was. Mentally kicking herself for her hesitation (why was it so hard to see her little monster thing hurt like that? Normally she didn't even like animals that much...), she watched the bat with narrowed eyes.

... Awh. You know actually it wasn't that scary. She felt kinda bad for it. Especially after watching it get booted off of its trainer's coat. Admittedly she hadn't been super nice to her critters, but ...

Oh well.

Time to get serious.

Looking a little less smug but no less determined, she clenched her fists at her sides. Now that she wasn't worried about something sucking her Pokemon's BRAINS out, she could remember the attacks.

"Okay, Raccoon Thing, use Scratch on that sucker!" _{Something Heather has a penchant for though she'll never admit it: terrible puns.}

The Sentret, now wearing a fresh mud-beard from its nosedive, launched itself at the flying Zubat, claws slashing!

Fortunately, Keese is spazzing around in the air and, although it doesn't have nearly enough of an attention span to notice the incoming claws, it only gets its wing caught before it spirals off in another direction, making panicky screeches. Vaati only seems marginally concerned about this, as in only worried about losing this fight and not how his partner is actually doing.

"Don't just take that, fight back you fool!" rawr rawr angery mage. "Attack it again!"

It flaps around uselessly for awhile longer before gliding over at Sentret, trying to latch on again to suck out some more sweet, sweet ~~blood~~ HP.

There's an advantage to being a spazz after all!

The Sentret hit the ground with a squelch, letting out a frustrated little growl. Whatever trauma it sustained the previous day when it was caught was apparently dissipating a little in the heat of battle.

Now Heather was feeling really sorry for that Zubat. She was pretty sure she'd at least call for a break or something if her Pokemon was actively trying to cower away from battle.

But more important than feeling sorry for her opponent's magical wtfmonster was worrying about her OWN.

Shit, what were the attacks again? Um--

"Racc--" Okay you know what, 'Raccoon Thing' was too long. Shorter name needed. R.T.? ... ARTY. There. "Use Defense Curl!"

The stripy Pokemon was already throwing itself forward again, but this time instead of faceplanting into the mud, it curled into a roly-poly ball, hiding its tender face and underside from Keese's bloodthirsty fangs.

Well, at least Heather even knew what her Pokemon's attacks were. Keese gnawed on the Sentret's backside, but there wasn't much for his teeth to sink into. Vaati scowled.

"Use... something!" he shouted pathetically. The Zubat stopped bothering its opponent to give its master a weird look... without eyes, I guess. Hell, if he can learn Mean Look it counts. "Can't you do anything else?! Try something different!"

If a bat could shrug, that's what Keese would be doing. Instead, it just flutters back a bit and makes a high-pitched sound, which is apparently visible as a yellow shockwave-thing. Don't question it.

As soon as Arty felt the absence of sharp little bat teeth in its butt, it sprang from the ball, ready to do more. Its claws thirsted for blood!

But the weird, grating noise caused it to flatten and cover its rabbitlike ears, grimacing about as much as it was possible for a weird.... raccoon-squirrel-thing to do. What the hell was that noise? Whatever it was, it seemed to disorient the Sentret greatly, because its eyes sort of crossed and it stumbled slightly.

Being behind her Pokemon, Heather didn't notice the difference right away and sort of just assumed that since it had covered its ears, nothing was wrong.

"The heck was THAT? Use Scratch again!"

She was alerted to the fact that there was a problem by the fact that instead of lunging forward like last time, it just sort of clawed the air vaguely and and wobbled forward with all the grace and sureness of foot as a heavily medicated toddler. It didn't hurt itself-- but it sure was open to attack.

Well, this development looked to be in his favour. It took all of five seconds for Vaati to become smug.

"Ha! So much for your raccoon thing, hmm?" the mage sneered. "Now, my keese, finish it off!"

Since Zubat has the amazing variety of two whole attacks, it swoops in for another Leech Life. Which... could hardly be considered "finishing it off", since Leech Life does crap damage anyway. But at least all that blood-sucking is keeping the little bat nice and healthy, so the odds were on its side.

Oh, fuck no. There was NO way that Heather was going to lost to this smug idiot.

That's not to say she hadn't been a bit of a headstrong little moron herself. Cockiness is bad, Heather.

But still, her pride is at stake and... well, god dammit, she really wants those pants.

"Get it together, Arty! Scratch!" No smart remarks now. She just wants to win the battle. THIS WAS SERIOUS.

In this case, there were indeed odds on Keese's side-- but the problem with the last time that Arty used scratch was absent this time. Keese was heading straight at the Sentret's face. Even with a little bit of punch-drunkenness, it's hard to miss something that's coming straight at you.

The Zubat would be able to home in on the Arty's face, but in doing so, he'd have to go straight through a couple sets of (still disoriented, admittedly) flailing, sharp little claws. ... And potentially latch onto that thing that was flailing those claws around. Risk factor? Potentially high. DANGER, WILL ROBINSON! DANGER!

Keese is already swooping in, and pissing off Vaati would probably end badly for the little guy, so he just stick to the plan. Which turns out to be only a semi-good idea.

On the bright side, he latches onto Arty successfully! The bad news is he is latched onto his claw. Which is hitting him. Yeah. The bat un-latches himself pretty quickly and makes a hasty retreat, much to its trainer's annoyance.

"Where do you think you're going?! Get back in there!" emphasized by an angry point rawr rawr. Keese flutters there unhappily for a moment (can bat-things frown?), but hey, what the trainer says goes.

And since we have so much variety going on here Keese flies in for another Leech Life, only from behind this time. Because faces are just too easy to defend.

_{[ooc: Okay, IMPO'TANT DECISION-MAKIN' TIME. I'm on an epic adventure with some buddies so I've got kinda limited time to be responding on here-- so! Uh, who do we want to win this? XD The scene itself can go on as long as we need it to, I don't mind because it is le awesome, but we should work out the end result so that our dudes can react to it accordingly in whatever current-time posts we're making. X3]}

"Je-- ff-- look out behind you!" Heather hollered, pointing at the swooping bat.

The Sentret was shaking itself, shutting its eyes tightly and flattening its ears, trying its darndest to shake off the confusion. It was a pretty determined beastie and this increasingly-downhill fight was wounding its pride. The lucky thing was that Leech Life .... honestly didn't do a whole lot of damage, so Arty was still in pretty decent health-- but morale was decreasing.

That final sting in its back was the last straw. Chittering angrily, the confusion finally snapped and fled in the face of the raccoon monster's unstoppable rage. _Terrifying. ... But not before it got a final parting blow in by making Arty pop itself slightly in the face.

Letting out an ANGRY RACCOON SQUALL, it threw itself into another Defense Curl, determinedly rolling into the mud-- ... on its back. ... And probably on poor Keese. ... At least it wasn't slamming up and down this time? ... Didn't make it much better to be pressed down into the mud, though.

(OOC: yeah OTL I AM SORRY THIS IS TAKING FOREVER but hmmm. I am totes fine with Vaati winning or losing, since both sides are just... failing pretty hard. Or they could epically tie :|a idek I'll let you pick, all's good with me! .D.b)

"What will you do now, girl?! You can't hit what you can't reach!" the mage cackled. Oh yes, his plan was flawless-- wait fuck what was it doing.

Being smushed into the dirt again is definitely not fun times for Keese. the little bat shrieks as it's crushed by Arty's fuzzy raccoon-thing back. Which honestly doesn't sound all that bad, but he's not a very big bat. and to him this is all very distressing.

Vaati just fumes there, because like hell he knows what he's doing. He's used to just fighting by himself or leaving some disposable beast to do it for him, but apparently he kind of needs to keep this one, so he's not used to... well, not sending his monsters on suicide missions.

All he can really do is shout encouragement from the sidelines, anyway.

"Get out from under that thing, you moron! Or... I don't know, bite it harder! Can't you do anything useful?!"

The shouting only makes Keese flail pathetically beneath the Sentret, but hey biting harder sounds like an okay plan I guess. If nothing else, he'll take slightly less damage from all of this. The Zubat keeps sucking on Arty's backside while struggling in the mud, trying to make himself enough wriggling room to escape.

_{[AWW IT'S OKAY SRSLY I DON'T MIND. XD I am like laughing so hard every time I look at this thread so IT'S OKAY BRO, WE COO'.
I'm fine with either as well-- but... hmmm. Heather really wants those pants. XD Mind if we let her win? Maybe she and Vaati can have another epic fight a little later once they're both stronger and he can kick her ass because she'd probably be smug as hell and over-confident by that point.]}

Roll roll roll roll.

Arty was serious business about this. Not so much out of a desire to win the battle anymore, but mainly to stop getting this... screechy flapping thing STUCK to it. Because even if it wasn't necessarily doing much damage, it kind of hurt. A lot

The poor little Zubat probably wouldn't have a whole lot of luck for a moment or so-- but given the fact that they were both sort of... flailing around, eventually, he'd get an opening to at least squirm out from under the Sentret.

Heather was actually starting to get a little worried on the sidelines. It was all fine in theory but watching animals writhe around in the mud, biting each other, was kind of... you know, disturbing. She'd get over it. But you know, first-time jitters.

"Uh-- shit, use Foresight!" ... She didn't know what it DID, but... oh... okay... apparently nothing. _{... That she knew. YET. Dun dun dun!}

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idek why I love making vaati look like a failure

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omg I think I had the card that icon is from. /nostalgia

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I AM LATE orz sorry

HOW DAR U. XD It's okay! <33333

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