an electrike presented itself before the duo. upon passing by, bluebell's head tilted out of curiosity. running over to the electrike, she'd ask, "hi there!" pulling out a jar of poffin, she'd wave a chocolate-flavored poffin in front of the pokemon's face. "would you do me a favor and become apart of our audience? as a reward, i'll gift you a nice treat! come on, it's a good offer! free food and all," bluebell taunted, waving the poffin in the pokemon's face. bluebell offered the poffin to the electrike as the electric-type pokemo would open its maw. placing the poffin inside of its maw for the pokemon to chew, she'd watch as it ate the delicious treat. "so...? what do you say?" the electrike would respond with joviality. she'd won the electric-type's attention over. "why don't you take a seat over there, and we'll get started!" piplup's fins, then found their way clasp together. "well, although pokemon aren't usually judges for stuff like this. i think having an audience would help you shine bright, piplup; perhaps it'll even help us find our 'shout'!" bluebell chimed. placing her bag down near the electrike. she'd watch as piplup took the stage. "alright, piplup! we're going to start off with a casual 'jump and spray', meaning you'll spread your arms out like this," she'd extend her right and left, raising her head after. "i want your beak poking upward--up, up!" piplup began to mimic its trainer's motion and physical movement. the water-type's beak, as requested, directly pointed toward the sky upon tilting its head back. "and then you're to jump the next, rotating your body all the while conducting a rotational beam of bubble spray! as though you were forming a whirlpool, but out of bubbles!" jump and spray was a recent performance move she created from working with piplup for sometime. though, it's not a move piplup can do on its own for there was a purpose, or rather a specific creation, that was to be made out of "jump and spray". notes: skip! all the while she is currently practicing with piplup, and has persuaded electrike to stay and be her audience. tag: ---

"for now we're going to work on the physical aspect rather then the execution at this time. so with each clap i want you to jump and spin, jump and spin, jump and spin--don't forget to straighten your arms out!' she responded. it wasn't until a wailing cry was heard that she, and the pokemon with her, directed their gaze elsewhere. "did you hear that? let's go check it out!" venturing toward the wailing sound of a pokemon, she and her piplup would come to cross paths with a flaffy! "are you okay?!" the flaffy's leg seemed to have been injured. the wound was a nasty bruise, but she wasn't able to tell exactly what could've placed such a blunt force injury onto the flaffy's leg. "stay right there!" she exclaimed, piplup kneeling toward the flaffy's side to reassure it that everything was going to be fine. "alright, i got my bag!" bluebell shouted, having ran off for no more then a second to gather her belonging. "i should have some bandages in my backpack!" pulling out a first aid kit, she'd begin to perform first aid upon the wounded flaffy's leg. "it's not everyday you find a wounded pokemon," bluebell spoke, attempting to comfort the flaffy. "you'll be fine, don't worry." the flaffy was enamored with how kind the blue haired female had been, blushing out of sheer embarrassment with how dazzled she was with the kind woman's help. "your sheepskin is so flawless up close, m-may i..." bluebell, blushing, hesitated to ask, "...t-touch your coat?" the flaffy, in response, also blushed. hesitating to grant her permission flaffy, no longer hesitant, nodded. "s-so fluffy!" bluebell continually blushed, turning practically red in the face with how infatuated the flaffy's sheepskin made her. "i-i have to ask immediately! please flaffy," in the process of finishing the wrapping of flaffy's wound, she'd ask, "please allow me the chance to take you on our quest! you're beauty is practically what i'm looking for on our team! i-i'd understand if you were hesitant or totally didn't want to befriend a stranger like me, but flaffy..." clasping the palm of her hands together, she'd bow, "...i'm begging you!" notes: attempting to persuade the injured flaffy. tag: ---