Dragon Princess
she/her
22
Blackthorn City
Heterosexual
Priestess
Cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
TAG WITH @noelle
Noelle Lane
dragon's dance [dw / c]
POSTED ON Aug 12, 2019 8:25:36 GMT
"really? that's good," noelle, oblivious to his confusion, let out a little sigh of relief. the appearance of the deino sparked a slight fondness within her heart - if not a bit of envy. nero was...difficult. had mateo attempted such a thing with the unruly dark dragon, he likely would've gotten his hand bitten. he was...a work in progress. getting better, but, still missing something. but, one day, he'd get there and be the dragon he was destined to be, she'd promised him this.
"congratulations," noelle gave him a warm smile, "uhm...how much you'd enjoy swimming with me?" noelle suggested casually, a tiny, impish smirk creeping onto her lips as she gave him a playful wink. Now walking alongside her blastoise, there was the starling war cry of something above the trees and a flash of feathers. in a grand entrance of some kind, a colorful bird fell to the ground. all the while, something rather hideous looking pulled itself from out of the lake, glowering at the two trainers as it made its way over.
"oh, teo! you know who'd love both of these?" she smiled, clasping her hands together. "we've got to catch them for him!" as soon as the words left her lips, she realized that there was a...99% chance that the 'dragon-king' wouldn't even think of ever catching something, and gifting it, to Chancelor of all people. she didn't understand how the men were so close, yet, acted like they couldn't stand one another. then again, mateo wasn't exactly the....easiest to get along with. he was so stubborn. stupidly stubborn.
"ah...think of it as a way to get the 'one up' over him! 'cause, he'll owe you one if you gift him this, right? and him owing you anything will really make him mad, i bet! sssoooo," she offered a sheepish smile before turning to the nearing barbaracle. it kinda creeped her out, honestly. the way it stared both her and argos down made her shudder, but, she wouldn't be dismayed.
"argos," she called out to her blastoise, "can you handle this?" she asked hopefully. the seasoned turtle nodded, stepping forward. the water rock man made the first move.
a cross chop was delivered to the blastoise's head. however, argos quickly retracted his head into his shell, causing the move to unsuccessfully clash with the hard, armor-esque material instead. his stubby arms grasped hold of the barbaracle's retracting arms, holding it into place. twin canons revealing itself from his shell, a white beam of flash canon erupted from the nozzles, the force of the close range blow causing the water/rock type to sink into the ground whilst argos' hold on its arm prevented it from being blasted away. trapped, injured, and unable to escape the blastoise's grip, there was little more it could do.
always eager to watch the experienced turtle handle his own battles, if not a bit jealous that she had yet to develop the skills to command such plans, noelle clapped her hands in victory for him. unhooking a pokeball, she lightly tapped it to the barbaracle's head. "one down!"
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