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POSTED ON Feb 13, 2020 5:38:49 GMT

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Isra takes her time making her way through the maze, because it's a quaint little thing and she wishes she had more time to enjoy it. It seems like more of an immersive trait to the gym than something terribly challenging. Her ghosts master it with ease, the Banette flickering between the midplane and the current one to find the path that will lead to the end. The pokemon returns to her in flickers, raising his doll hand to show her the way and she follows him leisurely. She stops to admire the maze itself on more than one occasion as time allows her to, eyes scanning over the sprawling growth that has been grown into it.

It is unsurprising that the woman would appear towards the closing time of the gym, only making it to the end of the maze just barely but by design. Though willing to be up early to abide by the gym's rules she can only be so early without it putting her to needless trouble.

She waits with patience at the end of the maze, her Banette reappearing at her side to peer over the gym before them with her. The pokemon seems to put on a face of mock amusement, whether or not it is true is up for debate. Isra says nothing and does not seek the gym leader out, more than willing to patiently wait for the verdict on her timing.

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POSTED ON Feb 14, 2020 16:18:49 GMT

there was the barest hint of weariness which lined cait's facial features, the woman having acquired little sleep the night prior. she was looking forward to the gym's imminent closure, prepared to retire early after a small meal and a warm herbal tea. her hypno had promised that she'd have something ready for consumption by the time she returned to her tiny apartment, the meal likely to be quite good.

'hypno is a surprisingly decent cook,' she thought.

the last time the pokemon had presented her with dinner, she'd been presented a pasta salad that had been lightly seasoned. it was surprisingly savory despite it being the pokemon's first attempt at a human-inspired dish.

"isra?"

cait blinked when miss nightingale had taken leave of her maze, her green-eyed gaze flicking between the woman and her ghost-type counterpart.

"business or a challenge?"

the woman took care to correct her posture, having been slightly slouched as she peered at her wrist watch and dreamed of a warm meal.

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POSTED ON Feb 15, 2020 23:54:36 GMT

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"Challenge." she states, giving the familiar face a gentle smile. "Unless you would prefer otherwise." the woman glances at her watch and Isra suspects she may have been a bit off. Or perhaps she was intruding on a night of plans, something to warrant her timing to be less than wanted.

The woman looks down at her ghost who looks up at her in turn, there is a shared acknowledgement between them and the spectre fades into nothing. The ghost lingers in the midplane, content to watch over the setting from his vantage point. It seems almost as natural to him as existing to begin with was.

Isra looks back to the green-haired woman, expression as blank as a doll's. "If tonight would be too inconvenient I can always return another time however, I know the time frame can be trouble to accommodate." there is sincerity in the sentiment, something Isra is used to doing. Rarely do things fall in line for her on such matters, often needing pre-planning to some degree to keep all parties happy.

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POSTED ON Feb 18, 2020 0:32:08 GMT

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there was a flash of disappointment that flitted across her features. she had hoped that isra came bearing news of some kind - though it was fare more likely she'd utilize other forms of communication to do so. the woman worked for FERNANDO SILPH directly and cait often envied her for taking up such a position. but she respected her despite this, pleased to know that her mentor had a woman of such poise to handle his affairs.

"no," she said, shaking her head. "it's fine."

she dipped her hand into her shirt, pulling free a whistle that had been tucked away there. with a single blow which produced a pitched noise, her pokemon began to slowly but steadily flow from her personal forest. once most of them were comfortably settled and within sight, she'd assess each one. eventually she'd pick out clefable, calling for the plump fairy to stand before her upon the stone field.

"this battle will be a three on three," she announced. "only one pokemon per trainer will be allowed on the field at a time. the winner will be determined by who is left standing."

her clefable took her place, her arms soon spread wide as she welcome her opponent.

"you're welcome to make the first move."

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POSTED ON Mar 2, 2020 9:36:44 GMT

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Isra can't help but think that the answer is not what she was looking for but is more or less indifferent to the idea of it. She does consider it likely for Fernando to send her for business of any real kind, if anything he would prefer to do it of his own accord.

Regardless, Cait obliges her challenge and Isra bows her head in polite respect. "As you wish." The clefable waddles onto the field and blinks, deciding with reasonable certainty to whistle for the banette that had accompanied her to take the field.

When he does, reappearing from the midplane he had been sitting in it is with a burst of ghostly energy filling the field, having been collecting in his body while he waited for Isra's command. He releases it with a twirl and flourish, the phantom force he uses to travel the world quickly filling her arena with the wave of energy.

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clefable winced once confronted by the surge of tainted energy, her smile quickly replaced by a frown as she retreated a step.

'a ghost-type then.'

cait held no love for that particular breed of pokemon, though she possessed a decent number of them. her initial unwillingness to partake in the care of the creatures had likely resulted in them flocking to her in turn.

'clefable hasn't dealt with a ghost-type before,' she thought. 'we'll see how she fairs.'

"we'll start with a moon blast," she announced.

her pokemon complied with her mistress's command, an orb of energy manifesting before being expertly flung toward the ghost-type.

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POSTED ON Mar 15, 2020 4:32:40 GMT

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The banette cackles at the shift in the clefable's face. Thoroughly amused as he always is by such things. Isra makes no move to curb the behavior, letting him play up his gasping response to the other pokemon's move to attack. Almost like he can't believe the clefable would dare.

Isra whistles, and the pokemon responds in an instant. The shadow beneath his feet growing across the surface of the arena the fight on, watching the ball of energy that soars his way with glee. On Isra's whistle the pokemon's shadow grows beneath him, launching him into the air and over the ball of fairy energy.

That same shadow sneaks across the field when he lands, seeking the clefable's feet with shadowy hands, lashing out with reckless abandon at the fairy type pokemon.

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POSTED ON Mar 19, 2020 10:50:53 GMT

the attack had taken the fairy-ype by surprise, the sensation of claws which dug harshly into her flank causing the fairy to reel. both the fairy and her human counterpart appeared slightly alarmed by the development, their eyes rounding before focus was quickly regained.

'was that shadow sneak?'

cait scowled - a touch disappointed at her own lack of awareness.

'time to recover.'

"give them a meteor mash."

her clefable ignored the sharp pain that originated from her wounds, her gaze fixing itself upon the ghost-type. she rushed forward, her paw raised and appearing to envelop itself in an intense energy composed entirely of shining blue and gray. and while she wasn't particularly fast due to her plump exterior, she did a decent job at closing the distance between herself and her foe as her paw curls into a tight fist.

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POSTED ON May 23, 2020 7:49:40 GMT

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The banette has landed closer to the other pokemon than he was before, and it makes bridging the gap go in the fairy's favor as it moves in for another strike against him. The ghost moves to brace himself for impact, following instinct more than command as Isra gives him none.

Blue flame manifests in front of him, his intent clear as the other pokemon balls up their fist. Though the strike may make contact it will do so through a will-o-wisp and the burn that's sure to come with it.

Even as impact sends him backwards, even as the sparks of ghostly fire disperse, there's little victory to be found in the cold chill that comes from touching the cursed body of the puppet ghost.

Isra watches with intent, the ragdoll body must gather itself and be ready again.

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POSTED ON Jun 1, 2020 9:38:15 GMT

the freshly inflicted burn stung at the clefable's flex, causing her to initially cringe away and whine. but after a moment her expression relaxed, a soft titter escaping her as she preformed an impromptu jig on the battlefield.

"cle-fable," she chimed, waggling a finger. "cle-fa-ble."

"encore."

a large orb of light manifested, the seemingly unharmed fairy-type bouncing it playfully within the palm of her hands before she tossed it at the ghost-type. cait decided to helpfully mention her pokemon's inherited trait as she did this, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips.

"magic guard is more than useful," she supplied. "status effects don't do much in the way in damage."

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POSTED ON Jun 14, 2020 20:58:21 GMT

Her brow quirks. Unexpected but the woman accepts the retort to her pokemon's instinctual move with nothing more than a small frown. She can't say she's terribly displeased, not really, it was about time someone threw her a curve ball.

With a shrug Isra whistled to her pokemon. A twirl of her finger in the air brought her ghost, now feeling possessed and over come by the orb of light colliding with it stumbled and gathered himself. Twirling towards the edge of the stone arena. He sought to put distance between him and the fairy, leaving a trail of will-o-wisps behind him as he does so.

"Perhaps not, but there are other uses for such things." she states, watching the field more closely than before. Curious to see what else the woman intends now that by all means, her pokemon should feel back into a corner. Forced into a move that means little against the other pokemon.

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POSTED ON Jun 18, 2020 2:13:22 GMT

clefable bounced from foot to foot, an arrogant look twisting as her pretty features. and while cait disapproved of the pokemon's subtle boast, she allowed it, instead pondering over how to take advantage of their foe's vulnerability.

'we have a small window of time before encore runs out. and i doubt she'll make the same mistake twice after this.'

cait released a low hum, gesturing in the general direction of the partially subdued ghost.

"meteor mash."

they'd test the waters, the woman wanting to witness just how mobile the ghost-type was on the field. clefable's stubby fingers curled until she formed a tight fist, her paw and a portion of her arm enveloped in a potent and steely light. the pudgy fairy rushed forward upon short legs, winding her fist before she thrust it forward in an attempt at delivering a blow.

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POSTED ON Jun 21, 2020 18:44:02 GMT

With no way to cancel the effect of the move that has left him in such a bind the ghost has made hast for the edge of the stone arena, putting as much distance between himself and the fairy as he can. The Blue flames his attack leave behind lead the way to him even if they mean little to the fairy following him. At the edge of the arena he turns to watch, waiting until the other pokemon is close enough that turning to follow him would not be so easy. In many ways looking to take advantage of every frame advantage he could get from creating distance.

Isra snaps her fingers and on cue the ghost begins to leave another trail of will-o-wisps, this time along the very edge of the arena as he seeks to avoid the attack. The ghostly run is almost cartoonish in nature, an exaggerated show of running for his life with blue fire trailing behind him with every step.

Isra seems to only shake her head at the display. Though she could curb it she often finds it easier to let the pokemon do as he pleases.

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POSTED ON Jun 22, 2020 12:49:54 GMT

it made for an almost comedic display, with the pudgy fairy pursuing the frantic ghost for a short while. cait couldn't help but smile at the sight, her amusement written all over her face as her clefable halted her run and gave a few quiet pants. the creature wasn't exactly built for long-distant goes, her lack of speed apparent in that moment.

"it's alright, baby girl."

cait gestured, the pokemon returning to her size of the field and shooting the bouncy ghost a glare as she did so.

"we've got other options available."

the gym leader briefly made eye contact with isra, a playful look twisting at her made up features.

"moon blast."

while she was lacking in speed, the pokemon made up for it by her attack potency and her aim. the next moon blast to appear was bounced upon her palm for a moment, the fairy treating it as though it was your average baseball. after gauging her chances, she decided on a curve ball - hopeful that the orb of light would impact the possessed doll.

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