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It is more curiosity than anything else that brings Isra to the training grounds. Every trainer has their own way of training their pokemon and it's an interesting subject to see and discuss. Though she sadly rarely can with her condition leading her to solitary training in the wee hours of the night when the rest of the world is asleep or hiding till morning.
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Now however, is a prime chance for her with the gathering of people being so close. She's not about to pass up the chance to wander into the training grounds and find another individual there. What she sees however, is not quite what she hoped for but she can't bring herself to look away either.
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"Do you plan on running away a lot?" in bare feet she makes no noise and she approaches him from behind. She stands on the balls of her feet, making her seem the slightest bit taller than she already is. She's delicate in her movement back to being flat foote as she eyes the trainer in question before turning her attention back to the pokemon.
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Morgan Drake

i'm no sweet dream

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It seemed she had stepped on some toes and she couldn't help but chuckle. It was such a silly little thing. What point was running back and forth when you had no real purpose to it? Nothing more than a waster of time. It taught you nothing.
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She watched the little pokemon gather at his feet, tugging on his pants and wanting attention and without any hesitation reached into her small bag and produced a generic pokemon treat. Most any would be able to enjoy it. Kneeling she stretched out a hand for the pokemon to take them should they wish."If you would like. Feel free to rest your pokemon first though if you like, otherwise we can start whenever you want."
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Her own pokemon sat at her hip, latched onto a belt that made them easy to retrieve under the abnormal circumstances of the event. Isra does not let them roam free in the same manner some of the others do. Not because she does not wish to but because when they leave home they have a job to do and part of it is not socializing outside of when she allows it. The battling is no different. The only one that is allowed to roam free is the Banette that surfaces from the shadows at the mentioning of a battle- mock or otherwise. He is eager as ever to potentially take a chance on the battle field.
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Morgan Drake

i'm no sweet dream

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Double battle, Isra can roll with that because not enough people seem inclined to it in her experiences. She can also give him props for not resting his pokemon though he doesn't know it.
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"I'm perfectly fine with that, I've a couple of pokemon that need to learn to work together anyway." she taps along her pokeballs, for the sake of the event and being a decent sport she's been alternating between her primary and secondary teams, the secondary being a perfect match for this. A Reunculus and Audino take the stage with the familiar sound of an opening pokeball. Both seem to chitter with delight as they wake from their naps.
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Two sets of whistles mark the start of the match. "Helping hand, psychic." the audino directs its attention to the reunculus and and chatters and cheers him on, helping hand bestowing him a little more oomph as he geared up for his psychic attack, reaching out to the opposing pokemon with his power and looking to pick them up and throw them back against the ground.
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Morgan Drake

i'm no sweet dream

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