Oh Sweet Arceus--[break][break][break][break]

Frozen stiff upon the lights going out, Lyra felt a chill run down her neck for a split second. Sherman, on the other hand, had an eager grin growing on his face. This turn of events was turning out to be a bit of an embarrassment for her-- Being shoved into the ring and thrown against an unfamiliar opponent... All while being totally unprepared! Lyra teased at a loose strand of hair in the darkness just before the spotlight flashed onto her opponent. Her eyes widened upon seeing the man in a rather mysterious looking get-up... That's when it finally dawned on her! [break][break]

These were like the Wrestling Matches that were popular in Alola! [break][break]

Still, the culture behind being a masked wrestler was... Something unfamiliar to her. There was always a "good-guy" wrestler fighting against a "bad-guy," right? Her mind rattled with memories of seeing passing, episodic matches on TVs, trying to piece herself and her Sableye a story together... and Quickly! Wait-- More importantly... She had to know who she was up against! Eagerly, she watched as her opponent revealed his-- [break][break]

OH SWEET ARCEUS, That's an Aggron! Did the arena just shake a little bit? Lyra felt herself lose her footing slightly-- She could feel herself getting nervous! Size alone, against Sherman... She looked down at her partner, a nervous expression seething out of her teeth. To her surprise, however... he turned to face her, his grin not fading from his face. She watched him rub his hands together, and swore against the excited sounds of the crowd she heard him chuckle. Sherman was into it! [break][break]

Now... The Spotlight turned to them. A microphone was slipped into her hands. Her goggles hiding her eyes, Lyra bowed her head slightly, taking a deep breath before speaking...[break][break]

"It looks like our search has lead to another dead end, Keen-Eye." Lyra spoke firmly, placing her hand on her hip as she looked up and stared down her opponent. "This cannot be the Mountain we've been looking for-- The one we are destined to conquer!" Sherman hissed slightly as her voice echoed through the room, the crowd getting riled up at her words. "La Plancha Grandisima? I could have sworn your name was La petite Colline!"[break][break]

Sherman's hands stiffened, his claws moved around as he chuckled, staring up at the Aagron before him. Despite this, Lyra couldn't help but notice that his legs appeared to be trembling slightly... She winced behind her goggles, clearing her throat away from the microphone for a moment. Before she could speak again, the sound of a bell ringing could be heard from nearby! Letting out a confident huff as the crowd cheered, Lyra commanded: [break][break]

"Sher-- Keen-Eye-Krystal! Let's Knock Off that smug look off of the enemy!"

Sherman jumps as high as he can, leaping at Aggron-- It's a dirty move, but he's attempting to use Knock-Off on her beautiful, shiny face!

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Breathtaking![break][break][break][break]

The words that the masked stranger echoed through the room made Lyra's heart skip a beat. "So are you gonna keep saying you're owed something? Or are you gonna take control for yourself, right here, right now, in this very ring?" Her mind raced with the memories of her arriving in Hoenn... leaving her home, all, she thought, for someone else. Still healing from a broken heart, she found herself feeling bitter with her circumstances. Up until now, she hadn't realized... She had felt like she was owed something. An apology. An explanation. Some way to undo the choices that had already been made... They weren't his choices, though, Not at all.[break][break]

She chose to come to Hoenn. Now, it was time to make sure the entire Region knew that she chose to stay for herself. [break][break]

There was a fire that lit behind her goggles, and ran through her veins. Her fist pumped in the air upon the sound of Sherman's hand bashing itself against the Aggron's head. This was a thrill! Lyra was finally having some real, honest-to-goodness fun! Sherman seemed to be enjoying himself too, yelling out a loud cry as he landed back on his feet. The both of them had to remember that there needed to be an aspect of flair to this fight-- It was a battle, but it was also a show! Their opponents were already rearing up for their next attack...[break][break]

"You've made a grave mistake, Mountain!" Lyra pointed sharply at the masked man as the Aggron reared up her attack, "Even the dullest gazes will see your moves coming a mile away-- That dazzling paint will be your downfall!" She clenched her fist, "Keen-Eye! Prepare to dodge!" [break][break]

Sure enough, Sherman was able to dodge out of the way-- But not entirely! The shimmering paint distracted him for a split second-- It's gleam reminding him of... Shinies. Sparkly goodness. Quartz yummy snackies. It took him a second to snap out of it, rolling out of the way of her weighted skull-- Still, he tripped and slid back down towards her as a large divot was created in the center of the ring! [break][break]

"Keen-Eye! While our opponent is stunned!" Lyra called to him, and watched as Sherman scrambled to get back to his feet. The little guy then climbed on top of her head, and looked at Lyra for further instruction. A Prideful holler left her throat, and with both hands clenched together, she punched the air in front of her. [break][break]

"We have scaled the Mountain!" [break][break]

Sherman stuck a dramatic pose and the crowd began to yell! Still, this certainly couldn't have been the end of the fight, could it? The ring looked pretty banged up... She crossed her arms as the crowd cheered behind her, staring at the masked man before her. She gave him a subtle nod, a smirk on her face... Whether he recognized it or not, She seemed... Thankful, in the moment.

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Magnetic![break][break][break][break]

Magnetism at it's finest! The young woman's eyes widened behind her goggles as she watched the Aggron seemingly float in the air-- A clever trick, but only one a well-trained Steel Type could possibly pull off! Having been raised by champion breeders of Flying Type Pokemon, her family knew a thing or two about levitation and magnetism as well-- But she'd never seen such a large Pokemon perform such a maneuver before! Perhaps this had something to do with Sootopolis' Magnetism... Would it have a similar affect as, say, Mt. Coronet, in Sinnoh? Whatever the case, it was highly impressive to see a heavy Steel Type levitate like that! [break][break]

If this was a run-off-the-mill battle, she and her little Sableye wouldn't have held a candle to this Mountain of a Pokemon![break][break]

Lyra hardly had any more time to think, Plancha began her next move, spinning and rolling above the ring's floor at a quickening speed![break][break]

"Keen-Eye, Hold your ground!" Lyra yelled, "You can do it!" [break][break]

Sherman's tiny claws gripped onto Aggron's horn and skull for dear life, but the glare and shine from her paint continued to brighten! Being unable to look away, and even worse, felt himself getting dizzy from all the spinning, the noise from the crowd, Sherman eventually could hold on no longer! His head spinning, his limbs gave way and he went flying-- Not just off the Pokemon, but completely out of the ring! With a weak yelp and a thud, the little guy landed on a cushioned wall and flopped onto his face against a padded floor-- Well-Prepared for any heavy-duty ring tosses like this one! His head appeared to be spinning-- poor little guy was seeing stars... [break][break]

"And the underdog, Keen-Eye, was knocked out of the Ring, folks!" The announcer chimed into his microphone as the crowd went wild, "Another phenomenal display of power here tonight! What a matchup! Needless to say... This Match's Victor is La Plancha Grandisima!" [break][break]

Lyra didn't wait another moment to hop out of the ring and run to be beside her Pokemon, and very carefully, she scooped him up in her arms. "You hangin' in there bud?" She rubbed the top of his head with care, listening to him weakly chitter in response. "You did great tonight... And on such short notice!" Lyra turned her attention back to the ring, where the spotlight shone on the masked stranger and his partner Pokemon... She approached the edge of the ring, with Sherman in her arms, and called up to him. [break][break]

"You and Plancha were amazing!" She said, her eyes lighting up behind her goggles, a light laugh escaping her lips, "Thank you for such an incredible match!"

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A Stunning Match![break][break][break][break]

The young woman's cheeks turned warm being in the spotlight again-- The cheering of the crowd around them and the positivity the man before her seemed to exude... She certainly had one hell of a time! Lyra humbly bowed her head, scratching at the back of her neck as she looked around her. So many smiling faces... The last time she remembered this feeling was with her own family, blabbering over dinner and laughing about their days... She was so much younger the last time she'd ever seen them. [break][break]

This was the feeling she'd been missing for so long... That strange feeling of belonging. There was a spark in her eye as she took in the moment... This was the reason. This was the reason she moved to Hoenn, and joined Team Rocket...! This is what she would strive for-- That feeling of connection, of family! Still, despite her appreciation for them, her eyes kept wandering to their pockets and hands... Surely they were all here to place bets, right? Maybe she'd snag some loose change-- It was always easier to do in a crowd...[break][break]

Lyra held out her hand to shake Isaac's-- though she was somewhat taken back by his height! He seemed so much taller on the other side of the ring... But standing on even ground, she noticed she was slightly taller than him! Still, despite that, he just... felt taller. That, of course, was the admiration speaking! [break][break]

"Lyra," She said with a grin, "And Keen-Eye here goes by Sherman! Pleasure to have shared the ring with you today-- It was a nice surprise!" Sherman let out a weak smile as he looked up at Kiryu. He seemed a bit sheepish-- Poor fella was likely pretty embarrassed to have gotten beaten like that! Maybe, in his own way, he was trying to convey that he was impressed with her skill... [break][break]

"We're new to Hoenn," She smiled, "Maybe sometime we'll run into each other outside of the ring... Until then," She smirked, turning to leave into the crowd, "Au Revoir, La Plancha, and Mysterious Masked Stranger! We'll scale your mountain next time!" If Isaac looked close enough, he might notice her quick hand slip a loose-fitted watch off of a stranger as the crowd cheered and bantered about their match!

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