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For the Future we lost, and the Future we can yet save!

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The Tropius could barely contain its embarrassment as Andrea praised it and even patted it. It was nice, being the hero for once. Even if it had only done what was the right thing to do.
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Meanwhile, Gerald fetched the Pokéball which now contained the Vespiquen. For a second he wondered how many more wild Pokémon there could appear like this. It had seemed like such a strange set of coincidences, which made them come one after the other.
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It seemed the girl turned her focus to helping her Fossil Pokémon go for a swim. This was of course none of Gerald’s business so he wouldn’t engage in that other than watch and maybe have a bit of fun at the poor Kabuto’s expense.
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Alas, he was not given time to relax as a Corvisquire landed by his feet. It looked upon him, then down at his shoe, then back at him, turning its head once or twice before it began to peck at his shoe. Gerald tried to kick it away as he complained “Do I look like food to you?” But the bird dodged readily, his base human speed being no match for its superior bird physique.
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Tropius saw the whole ordeal and chuckled a bit at the sight of his trainer dealing with this nuisance. It was clearly in no rush to save it as it had been saving Andrea. Maybe it figured Gerald wasn’t in danger, who knows. It appeared by his trainer’s side, towering way above the poor bird. It gave a few squints in the Banana-dinosaurs direction, then began to peck at it. Annoyed by this sudden attack Tropius did what it did the best today, and slammed its head down upon it, bonking it with the power of a Dragon-type.
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Corvisquire being naught but a feeble bird was unable to dodge, since it didn’t foresee the consequences of its actions, and so was knocked unconscious.
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Gerald thought about just letting it lie there for the rest of its miserable life and realized that in doing so it would most likely die to another predator. And as such summoned forth a Pokéball and threw it at it, trying to capture it.


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OOC: Trying to capture Corvisquire.

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Andrea Vaneau

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The Pokémon was caught, yet another among many. Hopefully, the line of Pokémon which just seemed to randomly drop by would end soon, or he would have no Pokéballs left. Though at least when he got home he would have a lot of new Pokémon to show his little sister.
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And as he thought that thought, something small and pink bobbed him on the head. He felt it grab onto his hair and begin to tuck at it. “Hey let go of me!”
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But the Hoppip didn’t let go. For one reason or another it figured pulling the hair of this stranger seemed like a good idea or maybe it was because the wind was starting to pick up and it didn’t want to leave the beach.
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The Tropius sighed. Getting tired of having to deal with all these random Pokémon trying to harm one trainer or the other. It grabbed the Hoppip’s leaf with its mouth, and the Pokémon instantly let go of the trainer’s hair. It squealed in excitement. And then began to explain itself. It pointed at Gerald and then tried to mimic the last three encounters to the best of its ability.
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The Tropius looked in confusion and somewhat disbelief before he looked towards Gerald and using its palm wings pointed at Gerald’s Pokéballs.
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“It wants me to try and catch it?” Gerald was baffled, that’d be a first if the Pokémon willingly wanted to be caught. Tropius shrugged, and Gerald sighed. He wasn’t sure what either wanted. But he grabbed one of his Pokéballs and threw it at the Hoppip trying to catch it.

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Andrea Vaneau