Alex / Lexy
he / him / his
thirty
december 22
Mistralton, Unova
homosexual demiromantic
sanctuary owner
civilian
TAG WITH @alexei
Alexei Ivanov
zimavich [safari]
POSTED ON Dec 10, 2018 4:50:42 GMT
[attr="class","alex"]  pokemon    tag @tag words 572 notes one down, two to go. | Since Alexei hadn’t been to a Safari Zone since forever—seeing as his home region didn’t have one, of course, how could you blame him if his curiosity was piqued—he’d promptly taken the opportunity to get lost within the huge reserve. Sprawling out over several acres of land, the possibilities were endless; and he wasted no time going to some of the colder biomes in search of something that would possibly tickle his fancy.
It didn’t take him too long before a blur suddenly shot out from behind a rock and caught him by surprise, causing him to yelp at the flash of what he guessed were claws. Taking a few steps back, he blinked and saw that it was a Sneasel—definitely one on his ‘to search for’ list. When he saw that the other ear was shorter, he knew he’d struck gold—this was one of the two he was actively searching for!
As the dual-type made a snickering noise in his direction, he blinked at it for a few moments, before a sudden spray of Ice Shards came rocketing in his direction; causing him to yelp and duck for cover. “Hey! Not nice!” he shouted as the Ice-type attack soared above his head—although some came dangerously close to hitting him in the process. “Why are you so mean?”
Another snickering noise came from the Sneasel, who shot out another round of Ice Shard attacks at him, causing him to yelp and scream again, rolling off to the side. Okay, that’s it! he thought, shuffling through his pockets and tossing a Pokéball forward, watching as it transformed into his overeager Riolu, Vincent.
“Vince! Take care of her! She’s being mean to—“ he began, before another surprised scream came from his direction as yet another spray of Ice Shards came rocketing forward in in their direction. This time, though, the Fighting-type was ready, countering it with a quick use of Force Palm, shooting down as many of the airborne obstacles as he could.
“Keep it up, whatever that was! Force Palm, I think? Close the distance!” he added a few moments later, and in-between the Metal Claw and Slash attempts, the Riolu circling around and avoiding the first but taking the Slash attack head-on as it slammed its fists in a Force Palm strike, before switching to Counter as it readied another Slash attempt; taking the attack before flinging it back with double the power. What he wasn’t expecting was that after the Counter attempt, it suddenly unleashed a series of Bullet Punch attacks; something that caught him off-guard.
Since when did you know that? I caught you in the wild! He thought, wondering if this Riolu of his had a previous owner. But then he remembered, if someone else owned a Pokémon, the ball would bounce back… but it didn’t. Perhaps he got lucky? Who knew.
Either way, the Sneasel and Riolu were now tangled in a vicious one-on-one battle, and after another backhanded Force Palm strike, the Sneasel was sent flying in his direction before coming to an unceremonious halt at his feet. The Riolu then seemingly tapped his paws together, dusting them off before an amused chuckle escaped his lips.
“You sure don’t mess around, huh,” he said in the Fighting-type’s direction before poking the Sneasel with the first of his three Safari Balls, watching as it was sucked into the beam of red light… |
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