route_1065 | Beach Day!!1!!11!!!!

Beach Day!!1!!11!!!!

Who: Vexen, Zack, open to spectators later on.
Where: Cherrygrove beach
When: Around 10am
Summary: Vexen and Zack have prior arrangements to have a battle here. Vexen has arrived 20 minutes early and is biding his time before Zack arrives.
Rating: PG as far as predictions go.
Log:
Shellder had wandered into the shallow beggings of the shore and was clapping it's shells, spraying water up around itself and making some happy noises of enjoyment.

Vexen himself was debating taking off his boots and stepping into the ocean, it was unbearably hot and his cloak was not exactly a good choice of clothing for days like this. Still he hadn't bothered himself with changing into a new outfit. He'd been wearing his cloak for years and he would feel naked without it.

"Shellder...would you be able to spray some water over in my direction?"

Shellder turned happily and tried it's best to project the water, however it fell quite short and only a few mists of water hit the side of his cloak, qucikly sizzling and evaporating a second afterwards.

Vexen just sighed, hopefully after Shellder battled some more it would learn some new skills.

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"WOOOOO!!!"

It's a derp! It's a fool!
No, it's... Zack Fair? Have a shirtless SOLDIER followed shortly by a shrieking Dratini running at full speed directly toward the gently lapping waves. Of course, Angela just had to be the first one in the water, so a well-placed whip of her tail sent Zack stumbling with a guffaw.

While Dratini slithered off into the water, surfacing from time to time to splash obnoxiously, Zack had lost all of his momentum and kicked a wave with a juvenile shout.

"Angela! CHEATER!"

Huff.

Ah, well. He still had about fifteen minutes before the match was supposed to start... and in his mad retard-dash to get to the water before his pokemon, he hadn't noticed Vexen and Shellder's position on the beach a few yards down.

At any rate, while Angela was busying herself chasing Magikarp and splashing about, he'd take a few warm-up laps. Get the blood flowing.

There weren't too many people at the beach yet that day, it was almost too hot to swim in his opinion, and it was still slightly early. He'd heard Zack's screaming and looked down the beach to locate him and the dratini playing in the water.

A smile spread across his face, what energy that young man had. He would have to remember to ask where he'd located swim trunks. Even so he would be weary to take off his coat, he was quite self conscious.

Shellder was still trying to splash water up on Vexen, looking very pleased with itself every time he managed to mist him.

He ignored Shellder's failed attempts and gazed out across the ocean. Hopefully Zack had remembered their arrangements and would come meet him when it was time.

The way he figured it, he couldn't be late for an appointment when he was already technically in the meeting place. Forward stroking out into the more open water, he called for his pokemon in a sing-song tone, who splashed to the surface a few feet away.

Stroking over with a relaxed sigh, he squinted in the heat of the sun. The water was just right -- perfect temperature. Not too rough.

It was while he was scanning the water's surface that he caught sight of his scheduled opponent ... who was dressed in a black coat? Was that guy crazy?

He raised an arm from the water and splashed with a wave to greet him.
Guess we could start early if he wants, he thought idly, treading water.

... But then a certain restless Dratini decided to take advantage of her trainer's spacing out by slipping under the water's surface and biting his toe, eliciting a yell of pain and surprise.

He was still watching Zack out of the corner of his eye and chuckled as he noticed the dratini dive under water, and then Zack scream in surprise. He should pay more attention to a pokemon that rambunctious.

Never the less he gave a small wave back and continued to glance over in that direction every few minutes.

"Shellder you don't need to continue that...you've done enough. Save your strength" He stepped back a few steps so that Shellder was completely out of range.

He looked back towards Zack and down along the beach when he suddenly saw Shellder about a kilometer ahead of him, hopping down the beach towards where Angela and Zack were playing. Great, now he had to go get him.

"Angelaaaaaa!"

Without another thought, he dunked below the water's surface, having every intention of catching that little monster by the tail and pinching those white fins 'til they turned pink. Of course, catching a creature that spent most of its life in deep water was a bit of a stretch, but he was a man fueled by vengeance.

Shellder continued to hop along the beach, content to reach his friends from yesterday and play as well but...then they disappeared. He stopped in his tracks and put on a nice derpy confused face. Poor guy was sad now, his friends had just disappeared.

Vexen caught up to him eventually and looked out to the sea where Shellder was staring. As far as he knew Zack was human, they wouldn't be down under there forever.

Vexen was absolutely right. No more than thirty seconds later the SOLDIER's head popped up a bit closer to shore and a fist pounded an incoming wave in frustration. Evidently, his quest for revenge had ended with him empty-handed...

He was grinning sheepishly, though -- since he now knew that the man he was supposed to be battling was watching and began to swim casually toward the shore.

" 'Ey! Vexen! Shellder! Enjoying the beach?"

... Kind of a rhetorical question. Vexen obviously wasn't dressed to enjoy... anything, from what he could tell. Except maybe a funeral. A snowy funeral.

"Good morning Zack" He smiled softly, he was actually very grumpy from the heat, he really should find something else to wear, but for now he could still manage to be pleasant.

"Shellder spotted you from across the shore and decided to come over to greet you, I believe he's happy to have a friend. I suppose I'm not the most fun to play in the water with." He chuckled.

"I see you're enjoying yourself aswell...it's...a lovely day out." No that was a lie. It was a scorching hot hell hole and he wanted to go sit in a refrigerator...

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"Yeah. Couldn't resist the swim." Wading through the waist-deep water, the faint silhouette of the 7 foot long Angela caused a slight disturbance around the water's surface around him.

"I diced up one of those extra outfits 'Mom' packed for me to make the shorts. Totally worth it." He raised his brows and rolled his eyes sarcastically at the mention of 'mom'.

"Are you all warmed up? Ready to battle?"

:D How are you feeling bb~!?

He might have attempted to swim if he wasn't 1) self conscious of taking the cloak and 2) better at swimming than a complete beginner.

For now, he'd deal with the heat. Warmed up was an understatement.

"Hnn yes, I haven't made use of any of the clothes I've been given thus far." He'd managed to find places along the way to wash his cloak, especially because of the rain.

"I am more than warmed up" You could tell he was talking about the weather.

"Let us begin"

BETTER 8D

I EVEN CONSUMED SOMETHING THAT WASN'T GATORADE TODAY. IT WAS TACO BELL. IT WAS GOOD.

... Now if LJ would just send me my dang notifications everything would be awesome. xO

"Gotcha."

Curling his tongue, he gave a loud whistle and the Dratini's head popped out of the shallow water nearby, looking around hurriedly before clumsily making her way back to the sandy shore with a roll of her spine.

Of course, Angela just had to greet her friend from the previous night by curling around him briefly with a squeak before squaring off in front of him.

"We're ready. First move's all yours!"

Edited 2010-06-17 23:19 (UTC)

.... also lol that icon. xD

LOL is gatorade good for you when youre sick :S? And I've actually never had taco bell ;A; but ill take your word for it!!

and LJ is being lame with its notifs today D<

and lol sneaky zack icon 8F

Shellder was quite happy with Angela's affection before the match began and he began bouncing a little bit after he was let go.

"Hmm first move..." The first move was an important one...it was the beginning of a strategic maneuver as well as the move that set the pace or the expectations. He hoped Shellder wouldn't wuss out and take it easy on Angela because he was fond of her.

"Shellder, I believe it would be wise for you to utilise supersonic as your first attack-"

Any other pokemon would have been confused by so many words, but Shellder had grown used to Vexen's way of 'complicating' things. So his little bright eyes clenched shut and a very high pitched screeching noise that could barely be heard by anything but pokemon began to emit from inside of it's shell. Supersonic seemed to be working.

Dude totally. DX

WHAT YOU'VE NEVER HAD TACO BELL?
/GETS YOU A GRILLED CHICKEN BAJA CHALUPA RIGHT NOW.

Zack grimaced slightly at the frequency of the noise, thinking of a malfunctioning piece of machinery or one of those 'repellent' alarms they put on keychains for women... Hardly anything at all for he and Vexen, but it did have a profound effect on Angela.

The Dratini swooned and curled at the screeching sound, twisting around a little in the sand, as if to try to shake the sound off.

"Wh..." Must be that new move he was talking about...

"Angela, focus! Don't thrash around like that. Give 'em the stare-down!"

The Dratini's body locked up as the command was given; Focusing now was harder than he made it sound. In fact, the dragon was seeing double. Doing what she could to get her bearings and align herself at least in the general direction of her opponent, she leveled her head at the Shellder as those sweet lavender eyes narrowed to slits.

The 'stare-down' was Leer, of course, and as Angela buckled under the effects of confusion, her skin began to thicken strangely... as if she had gathered a layer of translucent white plastic. Not that she could do anything about it while she was frozen in the Leer position.

ffff i dont even know what that is LOL sounds kinda strange...chicken baja chalupa...

well we have taco bell here D: its just never looked very appealing. If I want taco's I'll make them at home :3

Vexen was pleased with the apparent effects of Shellder's attack as Angela seemed to have lost her bearings somewhat.

He quickly began to think of a further plan, however he wasn't exactly sure what effects would be implemented as Angela stared Shellder right in the eyes. Whatever it was, he seemed to be mesmerized.

There was no physical change in him...so he would have to watch the battle carefully to pick up on what happened.

"Shellder, tackle her" Usually people were more hyped up when it came to fighting these creatures, but Vexen's commands were still calm and concentrated.

Luckily Shellder didn't seem phased by this glare of hers any longer and launched himself forward, smacking Angela in the side with the top of his shell.

The momentum of the rock-hard creature sent Angela skidding in the sand, causing a slight tear in that thin outer layer of what Zack was sure was the Dratini's old, outgrown skin.

Was that what was slowing her down...?

"Angie--"

--But the dragon had that part covered. With that initial tear made, she slithered and rolled in the sand, the milky white skin peeling away. Her trainer was unperturbed by this as he'd seen it happen time and time again... but never in battle.

In an instant, the Dratini was upright and alert, the new skin glossy and bright in the glaring sun.

Whatever had Angela messed up the previous round was over and done with now, evidently! The dark-haired SOLDIER exhaled and grinned.

"Alright, kiddo. Wrap him up tight!"

With a cry of excitement, all seven feet of the fledgling dragon slipped around the Shellder, taking care to avoid its budding spikes, and began to slowly constrict around him.

[ ooc : just to be super clear in case my description is derpy or wrong xB dratini shed its skin. fixed the confusion. ]

Vexen observed the shedding of the dragon's skin carefully...a cleaver tactic to rid of status impairments it seemed. She was no longer looking lost and confused.

However impressive it was, it was still annoying because now Angela was completely alert and Shellder was being wrapped; though it wasn't as effective on him as it would be to others due to his shell.

"Withdraw Shellder!" Okay, maybe he was getting into it a little now.

Shellder's shell clamped together and it began to resist the constrictions a bit more; slowly forcing Angela off.

[ooc: Got it ;D and sorry I'm being so slow ;A; I'm usually online all the time but, I'm going out swimming soon so I've been running around everywhere!]

[ ooc : no problem at allllll omg you waited like a whole week for me. xD it's cool!!! ]

Man... this was looking pretty grim. Angela was pretty battle hardy and knew how to roll with the punches, but that Shellder looked like it was built for defense. Averting his eyes while the dragon squealed in frustration, he puzzled over their predicament ... but not for long.

"Don't let up, Angie! Loosen 'em up with paralysis."

As the Dratini struggled on, its tail did what it could to take a solid grip as it suddenly discharged a buzz of sparks through direct contact with the Shellder.

Shellder wasn't able to get away fast enough to avoid the paralysis attack despite how Vexen yelled at it in warning.

Before he knew it a strong spark of electricity was running through him and his withdraw loosened. He was completely stunned. There was no way to avoid an electric attack, Angela had the type advantage with that one.

"Shellder, don't give in to such a feeble weakness- Use supersonic again and then tackle it!"

Two commands at once was a little hard to handle, and though Shellder comprehended them, he wasn't able to move. An attempt at another supersonic failed as it struggled to move, but after a few moments of struggling it managed a weak tackle and hit Angela again before falling back and still trying to shake the paralysis.

[ooc: :D Well I'll be more active this weekend I think ^^]

"Wrap it up! Wrap it up!"

The man bounced as the air around them buzzed with the effects of the Dratini's Thunder Wave; Angela dug her lower body into the sand to brace herself before taking the brunt of Shellder's attack, essentially 'catching' the mollusk in her coils upon impact. The dragon looked tired but determined and gave the Shellder another tight squeeze.

"Hold on, Angie! Don't let it go, no matter what!"

He couldn't lose this one! But at this rate it didn't look good. Shellder didn't have any powerful attacks, only tackle. And though it's shell is hard, when wrapped up like this it wasn't much of a skill.

"Shellder- try and move to poke her with one of your spikes! Get out of that hold!" Shellder managed to withdraw into it's shell again, but moving around to use his spikes was seeming impossible. The paralysis was still heavily in effect. He would be done for by now if it wasn't for that defensive move.

With no more moves to use, and heavy paralysis set in, things were seeming glum for Shellder!

Man... Trainer battles were a lot harder than they'd originally sounded. Any wild pokemon he'd ever encountered would have succumbed to Angela's ferocity a long time ago. Scratching his chin and looking on for an opening anxiously, it seemed like there was little either pokemon could do.

Shellder seemed set in his defensive strategy, and Dratini was locked into a constant offensive routine.

It can't stay in that shell forever, can it...?

"Keep it up, Ang'! ... But don't exhaust yourself! Slow and steady. Squeeze 'em out!"

And, doing as her trainer commanded, the dragon wore a hardened expression and tightened its coils, taking out its frustration on that shell, even gnawing angrily on one of those spikes.

Shellder was un phased by gnawing to it's shell, it was much too hard for that. However, it was phasing his stamina...

There didn't seem to be much Vexen could do, he was sending commands out to Shellder but the poor little guy was weak, paralyzed and overwhelmed. It didn't take long for his withdraw to start faltering again.

Could it be possible that Shellder was beat...?

He couldn't help but laugh at Angela's insistence at gnawing at Shellder's spike. The kid was brimming with fighting spirit... had to give her that much. He wasn't sure if the dragon actually thought it was doing her any good or not, but it does rekindle a bit of that lighthearted optimism.

Even if the Dratini couldn't crack down on Shellder hard enough to win them the battle, the experience would put help things into perspective for a bossy little dragon who thought herself invincible.

"Looks like it's a close battle," the SOLDIER shouted to Vexen, folding his arms calmly.

"I'm willing to call it a draw if you think they're gonna be deadlocked like this."

It appeared it was a close battle...that was coming to an end rather slowly.

A draw? Sure surrendering was almost cowardly, but it wasn't him fighting right now, it was Shellder and he had to think about how he probably wasn't enjoying this very much.

"A draw sounds like the most efficient way to settle this, it looks like it's going to take them awhile to exhaust themselves...Angela certainly has an endless supply of energy..."

"She usually gets all hyped up after she sheds." Rubbing the back of his neck, he gave that same shrill whistle.

Angela jerked her head in this direction, startled and angry.

"That's it, Angie! Battle's over."

With a flop, the Dratini let go of the Shellder and fell into a pile onto the sad, making a sound of dismay as if to ask, 'Well, did we win?'

As soon as Shellder was released he fell down the rest of the way onto the ground and sat there. That paralysis was really having a bad effect on him.

Vexen walked over to collect Shellder and instead of putting him back inside the ball, he carried him. He didn't really like trapping him in there.

He approached Zack, ~~about to melt and die from the heat~~

"It was a good first battle. I think Shellder will remember it once he can think straight again.

The man laughed nervously and nodded, ignoring what was now an enraged, chattering Dratini -- probably DEMANDING AN EXPLANATION FOR THIS BULLSHIT, WHAT THE HELL, ZACK I WAS TOTALLY WINNING. Chatter, chatter, chatter.

"Sorry about that, little guy..." Attempting to give the Shellder a sympathetic pat, he got a shock for his trouble. Nevermind.

"Good battle, man. That's a hardy pokemon you've got."

Shellder's occasional electric currents were not phasing Vexen only because of his leather gloves. He needed more appropriate clothing...

He nodded. "I suppose he isn't as worthless as he seemed out in the forest." He kept Shellder close to him.

"And yours has quite the fighting spirit, she'll get you far I'm sure."

He hesitated for a moment.
"Would it be too much to ask you to modify swimming shorts for me?" He was really going to overheat soon.

Worthless? Zack frowned slightly and gave Vexen a puzzled look, setting himself up mentally to deliver a semi-uncomfortable line of questioning of what exactly he meant by that --

-- But luckily, he got distracted by the request to make swimming trunks. The guy just HAD to be dying under the coat.

"Sure! You've got a pair of pants you don't mind me mutilating, right?"

Speaking of pants, Angela, who was not at all enjoying being ignored, was curling around his leg and nipping at the fabric of his shorts, squealing for his attention. Which he would not give.

Oh come now Zack~ He's heartless after all. That Shellder has to gain respect the hard way.

"Hnn yes I do...they're in the backpack. One moment, I left it over back at the beginning of the beach*

He holds up one finger to emphasize that he'll only be a moment before turning and walking ~~not running because he'll overheat~~; Shellder in arm, over to the place where he had entered the beach earlier.

The backpack with his rocket gear was in it, and assuming Zack was but a simple trainer, it was probably best that he didn't bring the whole bag over. He left it sitting in the sand and just brought one of the pairs of pants over. Goodness he could never see himself wearing such simple pants...

"These are the ones I possess."

Zack tapped the foot whose circulation wasn't being cut off by a shrieking, tantruming dragon and bit his lip anxiously as he watched Vexen meander across the beach. ... He had to've been the most miserable-looking guy he'd seen at a beach ever.

Part of him wanted to run over and try to somehow attempt to help the man along ... and the other part of him said he's probably get elbowed in the face for his trouble.

When he finally got back, he gave the pants a brief inspection before shrugging lightheartedly.

"These'll do fine, looks like. I just gotta use the scissors at the Pokemon Center and they'll be ready."

"Hn, splendid. With Shellder in such a condition I'm headed to the center anyways. I suppose we should travel together then?"

He needed to cool off...if he had more of an ability to feel angry, he would be about ready to scream and tear his clothes right off of his body. But, that would be ridiculous wouldn't it?~

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Beach Day!!1!!11!!!!

/o/

\o/ Late Vexen is late OTL

*3* beach daaaaaay!!!111!!!1!1!!!1!!1one

YAYYAYYAYAYYY 8D

SHELLDER IS INVITED. VEXEN AINT.

D:::: *epic sad face*

well. :| MAYBE. but he has to wear an old man one-sie bathing suit.

FFF sorry I dissapeared, had to finish an exam ;A; (And he'll wear trunks thank you XD)

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-kicks lj-

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Vexen's battle commands are so fail XD

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Haaa!

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daww angela~<3

she is such a compassionate dratini. :I

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3 beach daaaaaay!!!111!!!1!1!!!1!!1one

D:::: epic sad face