The Nightingale
She/her
Twenty four
November 11
Slateport
Heterosexual
Assistant
executive
Defiance in her flesh, her blood, her bones; written on her soul
trails and tribulations [open]
POSTED ON Aug 17, 2019 3:11:28 GMT
[nospaces][googlefont="Beth Ellen|Poiret One"] [attr="class","isras2g"] [attr="class","israchats"] Double battle, Isra can roll with that because not enough people seem inclined to it in her experiences. She can also give him props for not resting his pokemon though he doesn't know it. [break][break] "I'm perfectly fine with that, I've a couple of pokemon that need to learn to work together anyway." she taps along her pokeballs, for the sake of the event and being a decent sport she's been alternating between her primary and secondary teams, the secondary being a perfect match for this. A Reunculus and Audino take the stage with the familiar sound of an opening pokeball. Both seem to chitter with delight as they wake from their naps. [break][break] Two sets of whistles mark the start of the match. "Helping hand, psychic." the audino directs its attention to the reunculus and and chatters and cheers him on, helping hand bestowing him a little more oomph as he geared up for his psychic attack, reaching out to the opposing pokemon with his power and looking to pick them up and throw them back against the ground. [break][break][break] Morgan Drakei'm no sweet dream but i'm a hell of a knife [attr="class","israbox"] [newclass=".israimg"]position: absolute; z-index: 10;[/newclass][newclass=".isras2g"]position: relative; z-index: 5;[/newclass][newclass=".israbox"]position: absolute; z-index: -10;[/newclass][newclass=".israchats b"]color: #979c6b;[/newclass][newclass=".israchats i"]color: #5d96a5;[/newclass]
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