Well, Violet was many things. That was something she often prided herself in. But, even though she liked to act like she had hardened in recent times – especially after a certain someone had so brutally rebuked her – she still was not exactly a warrior. Or too attentive of her surroundings. When a rock was suddenly sniped at her thigh, she immediately lost her balance from the sudden, unexpected pain, yelping and falling to the side, hand scraping over the rough ground as she tries to catch herself.

The sudden attack had gotten her off-guard, naturally, but at the very least she had cultured one response. Even before trying to get up again, the young woman immediately reaches for a Pokeball and releases her go-to response to dangerous situations.

Meaning that the Carbink would suddenly be facing a very angry looking Rhyperior looming down on it.

Rhyperior was good for farming, but she was not the sharpest tool in the shed. Probably came with the territory of only being brought out when her boss was in danger. But she saw an enemy Pokemon, one that even sharpened itself. Yes, it might pretend to try and communicate now, but that was only because it was no longer facing a hapless little girl, but a powerful, grand Rhyperior instead!

So, she roared – and started to trample after the fleeing Carbink, her master in tow. Neither were particularly willing in that moment to just let someone randomly assailing her go, so the cojoined chase continued vehemently, even if that meant leaving the city premises!

Okay, that was far enough. While she had enough stamina to go on – really a natural result of her upbringing in a ranger family – that did not mean she wanted to run some kind of marathon at random just because a dumb Pokemon felt like running away from her like this. Nah, she was not exactly being paid enough for this. And she was not being paid anything here to begin with.

Hence, she simply stopped. “Leave it be, Rhyperior,” she instructed, and a grumbling Rock of a Pokemon acquiesced. It wanted to pursue, certainly. But at the end of the day, a trainer’s order was more important. Plus, it didn’t want to go through some random fence, either. Neither of them had a good reason to pursue, to they simply stopped and headed back towards the town, ready to turn and throw rocks of their own at the Carbink if it came back. That was the smart thing to do, right?

That weird…thing really did not know what was good for it, now did it? Violet whippe around shortly after Rhyperior did. First, that weird Pokemon attacked her out of the blue. Now it took another potshot at her from behind that fence. Well, through that fence. But that really didn’t make a lot of difference now, did it? It was gone.

And so, really, was her patience. Vio was done playing with this thing. And she was also done playing fair here. Rhyperior did not really know any attacks to fight from afar and it was clearly slower than the other. Hence, she called for her Delphox, which would then throw Mystical Fire at the dumb stone Pokemon while Rhyperior lumbered towards it, once again uncaring if it set anything around them on fire.

Hah! Now that worked. Granted, she had set half the area on fire….but this was self-defense! That thing was coming for her again. No judge would sentence her for something like this. They hadn’t for that secret base, either. Though Vio did recall Delphox swiftly. No one was watching right then, though the fire might make someone come over. In fact, she replaced it with Piplup instead, half-heartedly directing that one to bubble-gun the fence or something.

That was probably good enough. Hopefully. Still, the little one was down on the ground, and Rhyperior would put its foot on it as well, keeping it in state, defeated and downed. That was a pretty good situation and out of all but reflex, Vio threw a ball at it.
Only that wouldn’t work. Instead, the ball would just bounce off, back into her hand, ineffective. “Huh?” Having never tried this before, Violet was briefly confused, before she remembered an old lesson. “A trainer’s Pokemon?” She would look around and ask more loudly. “Okay, who is there? And what the flying frick is your issue?”

No answer. Figured. Why should it be easy, after all? She didn’t really get easy. At least as of late. Usually, annoying was what she got. Which was the case here, too. Either that guy didn’t answer because he didn’t want to, potentially laughing at her from the underbrush – or he couldn’t because he was in some kind of trouble that most likely, she was not going to be able to do much about. Either way, this had the potential of getting annoyed.

Then the forest exploded. Or, well, it at least sounded like that. It probably wasn’t related to the tiny rock-mon freeing itself, though at this point she was inclined to believe just about anything, really. Still, big boom, somewhere in the distance, trees shaking, birds fleeing. Yes, that was just about her luck.
And really, she should have done like those animals and just leave. Vio sighed. “This is stupid. Really, really, stupid. If this isn’t worth it somehow, I am going to take you and turn you into a….what did one turn a tiny rock like you into, anyway? I don’t even know.” Slightly resigning herself, Violet would start to follow this Pokemon towards whatever the heck this was about.

Uhh…..that really wasn’t her kind of thing. Like, at all. Defending herself was something she could do, sure. She could even help others with what they were doing, if she saw what needed to be done. But this? This was an army of wild Pokemon, lots of death, and some dude in mortal peril. This was ranger stuff. It was precisely what she did not want to bother with.
Vio stepped from her perch on the ledge. She had briefly used it to survey the area, of course. But now, she didn’t want to be out in the open for any longer than necessary. This was suddenly dangerous, for more than just her butt. She sighed, turned, then stopped. The last time she’d tried to help someone for any reason, it had ended up with her more hurt than ever, for no gain at all.

She took a step away, then stopped again. Ugh. She wasn’t exactly a model citizen or anything. And if she heard that a neighbouring town was experiencing a dangerous flood, she’d quickly decide to not go anywhere near it. But….it kind of was different if someone was dying right in front of you, wasn’t it?
Another sigh, this one deeper. Violet reached for one of her Pokeballs. At least she still remembered some of it all. “Okay. Whatever. You there!” She pointed at the Carbink. “You clearly escaped them before, so you will do so again. Go down, make a ruckus. I am not putting my Togekiss into any more danger than need be.”

Violet called for the white flier. It was fast and versatile enough to navigate that place, probably. Her plan was simple enough – instead of actually trying to fight all of that, she’d just have Togekiss swoop in, destroy the bubble, pick the guy up and carry him up. Simple, but seemed rather effect in her head. Hence, she settled for that. The little one would have to fight for its trainer though. She wasn’t going to throw any more of her own Pokemon down there than necessary.