Out for a Fly

[Lacilia]

Skyy watched the area around her for more Pokemon, or anything that might come in handy, and gasped as she saw something shiny. What could it be?
She walked over and knelt down, trying to make out what the shimmering something was.

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As you peer closer you realize that it isn't something unnatural. It was actually a very shiny and clean Razz Berry.

You've found a Razz berry!


Behind you a set of footsteps touched the ground. "Hello?" someone called out.

Investigate?

[Lacilia]

Skyy grabbed the berry and looked at it for a moment before jumping and dropping it, hearing a voice.
"Um, hello?" she said, and turned to face the person.
Her hand unconsiously moved to her bag, and she felt around for Flite's Pokeball. It made her feel better to have a Pokemon she could totally trust, and a new one who she would have to gain trust into. But she had a feeling they would be friends already.

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"Come out, come out wherever you are." A creepy voice echoed out along the tree branches. He stepped around the tree and turned to face Skyy a sly smile spread across his lips. "Well hello there girlie. I'll be taking your pokemon now." In his right hand he spun a blue and white pokeball.

A Carg team member has found you! And he wants your pokemon! What will you do?

[Lacilia]

Skyy stepped back a few steps.
"Um," she snorted. "Heck no."
She felt for Flite's Pokeball and held it, then brought it out slowly. Should she run? What would happen if she stayed to battle- and lost? Would she lose Flite? And Bentley?
She brushed a strand of hair out of her face and looked at the Pokeball the guy held. What Pokemon was in it? Could it possibly be weaker than either of her own Pokemon? If it wasn't, could she still, by some miricle, win in a battle?
Too many questions revolved around in her head in that moment. They confused her, and brought up even more questions.
C'mon, Skyy, she thought frantically, still staring at the Pokeball in his hand. Do you wanna back down? But at the same time, you'll be risking your Pokemon's lives...
"How 'bout this?" she said in a strong voice. This surprised her, because she felt like she was going to fall and pass out right then and there. "Um... we'll battle. Winner gets a Pokemon from the loser. Deal?"
Did she really expect to win? Not really. But she could run like hell when she was scared.
Did she really expect him to give her a Pokemon if- by some miricle -she won? No. But it would make the battle easier for her, knowing, if not believing, that she'd win something in the end.

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(I forgot to give you this = +2 Levels to Flite))

He narrowed his eyes as she stepped back then spoke. He snort-laughed and shook his head. "Get my pokemon? Well we will just have to see about that. A battle it is then." She had just signed a verbal contract in his book. He was going to battle her even if she didn't want to. No running now! He raised the blue and white pokeball in the air and tossed it. From the Pokeball erupted a Poochyena.

[Lacilia]

Skyy nodded once, slowly, her eyes following the Pokeball until the Poochyena appeared.
"Okay," she muttered to herself, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. "I know you're tired, Flite, but Bentley was the one who lost. That makes him even more tired, so you're the only one I can use right now. C'mon out!"
She tossed the Pokeball straight up into the air, and the Pidgey appeared in a flash of light.
"Alright, Flite," Skyy said. "Are you up for this? Don't trust that Pokemon, or it's trainer."
Flite nodded and watched the little gray wolf-like Pokemon intently, wondering if she should attack first or if she should wait.
"Alright, only one Pokemon each, right?" Skyy asked to clarify. If she could use both of hers, it would be an advantage; but also a disadvantage, because they were both kinda tired.

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"One each." He grinned a sly grin and nodded towards his Poochyena. "Rocket, tackle." He stepped forward and hooked his thumbs into his pockets. "Lets see what you can do kiddo. Who knows if this battle will be the only attack I place on you." As he spoke the threat he gazed at her pack wondering what was inside.

[Lacilia]

Skyy nodded in acknowledgement. One each. She couldn't decide if it was a good thing, or a bad thing.
"Flite, wait..." she said, and the bird Pokemon nodded, staying right where she was in the air. When the Poochyena jumped in for the tackle, Skyy nodded to herself. "Now dodge!"
Flite dodged to the side, and hovered for a moment.
"Use gust!" Skyy instructed, and watched as the Pokemon's wings beat up a gust that made her hair fly around her face. She brushed it away quickly, not wanting to miss anything. "Then tackle at the last minute,"
The Pidgey paused when the gust attack had gone at the Poochyena, and then dove down in a tackle, using what remained of the attack as speed.