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It was an interesting position to be in to Isra, out in the middle of the night with someone she had just barely met trying to deal with a pokemon terror. If someone had told her a year ago this is where she would have been tonight she would have laughed in their face. As it was the entire situation was almost enough to make her laugh.

"Nope, nothing." her retort back to her partner over the waklie was short and sweet. Isra spent less time wanting to talk and more time wanting to inspect the area. She felt that more telling than the papers regarding the situation would be. Instead of staying at her agreed upon post she had been wondering the area looking for hints of something. The woman couldn't shake the feeling this wasn't going to be as straight forward as stopping a few pokemon.

"Shuuuup." the ghost type floating by her side gave her a gentle nudge. He was the most social of her pokemon, often reminding and encouraging her to speak with those around her. It was a funny thing coming from a Shuppet of all pokemon but she accepted it from him nonetheless.

With a sigh she spoke into the walkie again. "Have you seen anything else in the area? Not just the pokemon but any traces that might tell us something more." she wrapped her arms around herself against the chill, stopping to stare out over what she could see of the route. She was actually quite thankful for the cold, it was helping to keep her alert in a world that had turned her sleep schedule upside down to meet the needs of the masses. Graveyard shift work clashing with day people took its toll after awhile. "How's the cold on your side?" she asked out of curiosity. If it were Frosslass doing this then the night was going to get much much colder.

"Over."

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First instinct could easily be to run but Isra thought against it choosing to duck out of sight and keep low. Even if she couldn't see them yet that didn't mean she wouldn't soon and if they were half as hostile as the people of the settlement made them out to be that was not a wanted thing.

"Got it, be there soon. Make sure they don't get too close I can always come in for a surprise if need be." Even if a coordinated attack would be for the better it didn't change the fact that they couldn't let the swarming pokemon get too near the settlement again. She had seen some of the houses earlier, they were getting a hell of a beating. Another round or two at best was all it would take for some of them to start giving out to the storms these pokemon had been kicking up.

Her ghost blinked from sight for a moment, showing himself further ahead of her. Ever watchful the playful little Imp was probably the one that took taking care of Isra the most seriously of her pokemon. He'd be keeping an eye out for her as they closed in on the location her partner was supposed to be in. She just hoped they could nip this problem in the bud now.

"Status on the frosslass?" Isra already had her hand on her other pokemon of choice for this, the dragon type might end up useful but she wouldn't be releasing him until she had to.

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Isra took a sharp breath as the winds stirred and the pokemon moved into action. While her partner in this sought to shield herself form the onslaught Isra was quick to tackle it head on with a grin on her face. To her the whipping cold was an invigorating feeling and made her feel the aliveness of her moving body as she drew closer to the rendezvous point. She barely had to send out the whistling command before her ghost pokemon was taking advantage of their position-and his type advantage. Phantom Force he let loose took advantage of the spores being sent out by the mushroom, seeking out the still standing frosslass to fell them.

"Hold on, this shouldn't take long." she nearly shouted into the radio, hoping the other girl might hear her past the blizzards still being created by the awake frosslass. She let the ball of her dragon roll across the bits of sticking snow and ran in the opposite direction, he was the least behaved of her pokemon and within moments was having a tantrum over the cold and the lack of food at the ready for him. Stomping around and getting himself worked up he almost missed Isra's command. His roaring hyper voice reached out across the area, disrupting the storms from those it could reach and being followed up by the ghost types attacks.

"And there goes at least 3 or 4 more on this side, how many more do you see from there?" she hid behind a brush, not so much from the frosslass now so much as from the tantruming dragon that kept on roaring despite the fact the storms could drown him out. That is, until one of the frosslass forced themself through the noise and slapped the dragon out of his tantrum. She didn't blame the wild pokemon and left the dragon to fend for himself, he chose the crunching retort on his own.


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for reference: I put wild pokemon moves in a randomizer to decide what's next, feel free to tell me no if you'd rather it be planned out on the next post :'D

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"Indeed." as the double team finally fell Isa felt a new surge of confidence. Even with the fresh barrage of snow, colder than the last she was grinning ear to ear. There was no denying that they needed to end this soon though, even with her headstrong demeanor she had to admit they could not stay in this cold much longer without needing medical care to return from it without damaging their bodies.

The series of whistles was sharp and swift, her ghost knew exactly what to do. The shuppet trilled as he blinked from sight, seeking out the frosty horror's that still stood. Isra was grateful for his presence in her team during moments such as this. He was just as unphased by the situation as she seemed to be. She could rely on him in a way she couldn't rely on most of her pokemon.

From the shadows the ghost type would strike the remaining Frosslass, his shadow sneak hitting hard and true with a barrage of strikes until they fell and the snow would quiet with no other pokemon left to fuel it. There was only one thing left to do.

Isra would call for her dragon to come to her side and return him to his pokeball, ignoring the Frosslass it had been dealing with. Despite it's attempts to fend him off once the Zweilous had hold he did not let go easy, alternating heads with one crunch after another until the pokemon was unable to retort. She would ignore the consequence of releasing him as she surfaced from her hiding place, speaking over the radio again. "See any stragglers?" the cold had already settled in and she breathed slow, still alert in case of another strike from the shadows.

While she waited for an answer she casually threw one of her spare balls at an incapacitated Frosslass. She figured if she was going to do all this work it didn't hurt to take a prize home with her.


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let me know when you'd like to wrap it up

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"Naturaly." there was a slight hint of snark in her tone that was not intended, rather it was a manner of speaking Isra had never quite grasped an understanding of. This often led to it surfacing when she had no intention of being unkind, her brother had told her numerous times she would eventually learn from being around people as she grew older but it still slipped by her. She was quite oblivious as she turned to address the young woman speaking to her.

She watched her speak with her pokemon, her own ghost appearing at her shoulder with a trill for attention. He'd earned it, having been the strongest force on her team for the night. She mimicked petting him, letting him nuzzle at her hand out of appreciation. He'd get his treat later, and likely play a joke or two upon his trainer that she would let slide since he had earned the right to have a little fun with her. The ghost was easily her second favorite.

"I think you did fine yourself, despite the road blocks. Picking the Shinotic was a smart move." the pokemon's image was familiar enough for her to find the copy of the informational page in her head about it. The book was likely long gone in her family's library but her ability to retain information had been honed early. "You may not have felled as many but you gave Imp here a good opening to do his job."

'Shup!' the pokemon seemed to be in agreement.

"Thank you, I think this could have gone a lot worse than it did."

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