Ré
she/her
eighteen
february 17
Lavaridge Town
hetero
maid
cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
TAG WITH @honore
Honoré Nara
first steps [SW/C]
POSTED ON May 28, 2023 23:12:17 GMT
.:sunshine on a cloudy day:. | | When the wild Torchic popped out, Honoré let out a little squeak. "Here's our chance, Cinder," she exclaimed. She bent over at the waist, and said, "Hey, Torchic, do you need any help?"
The Torchic didn't answer, only blinked. Honoré noticed that he wasn't visibly in distress, and her rescue ranger enthusiasm dipped. She straightened up and pouted. "I guess Torchic doesn't need our help," she sighed to Cinder. "Maybe we should keep look--" The Ninetales nudged Honoré's arm and gestured to the Torchic. The chick pokemon pawed the earth and called out a friendly challenge. Honoré's heart fluttered, and the light of battle sparkled in her eyes.
"Okay, Torchic, let's do this! Cinder, get ready!" Cinder jumped in front of Honoré, a low rumble in her throat.
"Flamethrower!"
The Torchic dodged and somersaulted, then followed up with a Quick Attack. Unable to evade, Cinder was hit by the attack. "S-so sorry, Cinder!" Honoré fretted over her Pokemon and made to rush to her Ninetales, and the fox pokemon growled a warning. Knowing her partner, Honoré knew that Cinder was telling her that she was fine. Looking at her, Honoré could tell she was raring to go.
Assuaged, Honoré nodded. "Okay, Cinder, Fire Spin!" A field of fire engulfed the ground, circling the Torchic and trapping it. The Torchic, being a fire type, wasn't affected too much, but it was still ensnared. Torchic used Mirror Move, and produced its own Fire Spin. As the flames burst across the ground around Honoré's Ninetales, the pokemon absorbed them. "Nice use of your ability, Cinder!" Ninetales seemed to grin at her trainer's praise, and Honoré called the next move. "Extrasensory!"
The psychic-move hit the wild pokemon. Torchic stumbled, completely overcome by Cinder's move. It panted, and it looked like it was on the verge of fainting. Both Cinder and the Torchic seemed to be looking at Honoré expectantly. She blinked, confused.
"Oh! Yeah! A pokeball now, right?" Honoré dug through her bag and extracted a pokeball. "You have a good fighting spirit, Torchic! I hope you'll be a part of our team!" she chimed. Honoré lobbed the pokeball at Torchic.
// wc: 358 // notes: captured Torchic // |
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