The Saint of Slateport
She/Her
17
November 23
Outside Ballonlea
Bisexual
Trainer
Sergeant
Be silent or let thy words be worth more than silence.
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Ruby Walker
Nerves of Steel [G]
POSTED ON Jun 22, 2020 1:50:07 GMT
[attr="class","merkI"] This wasn't working. The Smeargle was simply moving around, the constant flames not giving her an opening. Even if they didn't need to be aimed accurately, the intense heat was still burning away at Whisper's skin, her hair threatening to catch fire itself. The sheer fact that this pretender hadn't gone down yet was only proving to infuriate Whisper even more, and it showed. "Whisper!" Ruby called out, quick to understand the look of annoyance on her face. Fighting to keep herself from biting her lip as the anxiety of the battle grew, Ruby took a deep breath herself. "Keep calm! Don't let them get under your skin! Stay strong, and look for an opening!" Whisper clearly wasn't in the mood to take instructions, but she did so anyway. She let out a deep breath as she forced herself to remain calm, once again using Calm Mind. Despite the flames simply burning straight away at her body, her defenses were up. Her psychic powers fueled by her previous uses of the move, attempting to deflect at least some of the intense heat. There was no way to get around it without wasting even more of her energy, but Ruby noticed that the Smeargle was content to simply blast at her from afar. Hopefully, if they got in close and stayed in close, the Smeargle would be forced to fight once again on their terms. It was still deciding the battlefield, and that didn't suit her one bit. "Get in there! You can take it! Swing hard and stay close!" With the flames still burning away, Whisper blinked right in and charged straight for the Smeargle. Swinging her tentacle around for a Brutal Swing, it would hopefully slam straight into her opponent. Immediately following up on the attack she would press in even closer, her tentacle arm quickly attempting to grab their small body within their hair. Notes: The flames continued to burn away at her body, the damage taking its toll. Using Calm Mind again to keep her infamous temper in check, her defenses were raised. Charging right in through the fire, she'd use Brutal Swing and then move in to simply grab at the Smeargle's small body in their Hatterene form. [newclass=.merkI] width: 330px; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; color: #a3a3a3; padding: 20px; line-height: 12pt; margin-top: -10px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkI b] color: #B8D9EC; font-size: 12px; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merktagI a] background: #2e2e2e; padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #252525; text-transform: uppercase!important; font-family: 'roboto'; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; color: #aaa; letter-spacing: 1px!important; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI] text-align:right; [/newclass] [newclass=.merkpokesI img] padding: 0px 5px 5px 0px; background: #2e2e2e; border: solid 1px #252525; [/newclass]
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