ana, nastya
she/her
25
august 1
snowpoint city
homosexual
forensic scientist
cadet
I NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT LOVE WHEN I THOUGHT ABOUT HOME
TAG WITH @anastasia
anastasia yu
antebellum [sw]
POSTED ON Nov 29, 2021 4:04:28 GMT
joey is excited at the prospect of another encounter -- a chance to redeem himself in ana's eyes. unfortunately, when she catches sight of what joey had hoped would be his prey, ana shakes her head.
"nope, nope," she says, and pulls out her flygon's pokeball, threatening to remove her star player from the field.
the dragon type, like any self-absorbed athlete, yells out in protest at the possibility of being sent home with no victories. the cry does nothing to affect anastasia's demeanor, but it does alarm the slowbro that had wandered into their path. the wild pokemon launches a preemptive water pulse.
"joey, behind you--" ana yells, but joey is faster than his opponent. without so much as turning his back to the belligerent slowbro, the flygon slams his tail onto the ground, creating a rippling wave of violet energy. the attack collides with the pulse of water, drowning it out and raging further, crashing into the psychic type.
the attack also generates a cloud of dust along its path, and joey unflinchingly gestures at it. "see?" he seems to ask. ana can't hide the fact that yes, she's somewhat impressed...at least until the cloud clears and reveals that the slowbro has just been moved an inch or two backward. standing behind its tail-slash-shield, the pink pokemon looks unphased.
oops.
"nice try, joey," ana says, smug even though she really should be embarrassed at her own failure as a coach. oh well. she tosses out a different pokeball and recalls her flygon.
with a flash of two different lights -- one red and the other white -- a smaller, less intimidating opponent appears before the slowbro. tessa the oddish.
as if underwhelmed by the switch in tactics, the slowbro yawns.
"oh we'll see about that," ana says, scoffing. "try petaldance," she instructs, tsking slightly when she catches sight of her own pokemon yawning.
tessa obliges, and whips out a lazy petal dance-- even ana has to quirk an eyebrow at the drowsy display. still, the leaves on the oddish's head begin to glow and soon enough they spread out and attack the slowbro. this one hits-- the psychic type's shell is knocked backward and the petals dig into its skin.
ouch. anastasia has to wince.
tessa, however, lets out another yawn and, halfway through the second spin, falls asleep.
ana rolls her eyes and lobs an empty pokeball at the injured pokemon.
[ /div] | OOC: ana tries to capture slowbro! shiv |
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