[attr="class","valeria"]

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gilbert valeria approaches the center of the coliseum slowly and alone. the crowd around him roars in anticipation, perhaps still dazzled by victor evans 's song, but he soaks it in as love for himself nonetheless. somewhere between the point where he began walking out and the center of the coliseum floor, gilbert decides that this is all supported by sheer confidence. when he arrives in the middle, he raises his hands up above his hand dramatically, creating a 'V' with his arms. the crowd continues to roar.

"happy holidays everyone, from fleur and myself!" his arm reaches back down to his belt and plucks a pokeball, summoning a singular dustox. when he'd captured her as a wurmple, he thought she'd be a beautifly -- so she was named fleur.

dustox is way cooler.

the moth-like pokemon circles her trainer a few times in the air, her tiny body swallowed by the massive stadium. it serves as her entry to the stage before she begins what they'd practiced.

"this is the time of year where ice-type pokemon shine," he begins speaking again, words paced in a calculated way to keep on track with the dustox. she is flying all through the air, stopping here and there to erect a light screen. the plates of reflective light are setting up in a circular shape all through the air, but their purpose remains unclear to the audience. "they get to put their crystalline beauty on display for all of you, which is wonderful!"

the dustox floats above gilbert again, her deflectors set up. she summons a whirlwind -- gilbert stands in the middle of it, but the winds are calmer than a normal whirlwind. they're almost zephyrs, swirling above the trainer in a massive coil that slowly expands upward toward the ceiling. "i myself don't find myself training ice-types so often. i don't know why..." now, fleur unleashes a silver wind into the whirlwind.

tiny white particles dance on the silver wind. the spores catch in the whirlwind, amassing into a massive white ball that fleur controls with the psychic energy imbued in her essence. it resembles a blizzard in the whirlwind, which begins to pick up more and more to spin the white spores around in the bubble. he pauses, allowing the crowd to marvel at the faux-blizzard fleur has created.

"but i wanted to show you my amazing partner, who might prove to you that this time of year isn't just for ice-types! psybeam!" it's the first command he's given her, as if to draw the crowds attention to the dustox. she flies up and unleashes a psybeam at one of the light screens. it bounces off of it, soaring through the whirlwind into another panel, then into another panel, all until it hits the top panel and shoots into the ground to finish.

her eyes glow as she hovers beneath the mess she's made in mid-air: it's a whirlwind containing a bubble of white spore from the silver wind with psychic particles from the psybeam creating lines through the orb in all different directions.

she lets out a cry and the psybeam's lingering particles burst with energy, disbanding the whirlwind and sending the spores into the shape of a massive spinning snowflake in the air created by the silver wind.

the crowd cheers and gilbert bows. "thanks so much! give it up for fleur!"

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- uses dustox, talks about how winter is for ice-types.
- light screen to create reflective panels in mid air, then whirlwind and silver wind to create a faux-blizzard in a self-contained orb.
- psybeam reflects off the panels, beam passes through the blizzard and dustox uses the psychic energy to turn the blizzard into a giant, floating snowflake.
- EDIT: lmao i wrote this for like 45+ min a rolled a 3 GOODBYE