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She can tell the Mantine’s getting frustrated at this point. When they hit the water this time, the water-type slaps irritably at the water with its worn wings. Aubre can tell it blames the scaring and aerodynamic issues for its struggles.
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The redhead—for the first time—truly contemplates the injuries. The scarring is almost as bad as her own. Angry white, puckered lines that gouge deep into the flying-type’s tissues. The tips of its fins are missing chunks. An issue for something that relies on the air and control to maintain its speed. With a sad, forlorn smile, Aubre drapes her legs across either side of the Mantine’s back.
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“You know?" Her voice is soft. “--I have scars too.” Dressed like a mix between an Arctic Circle dweller and swimsuit model, most of hers weren’t on display. But her comment did draw attention to the mess that was her left ankle. “But they’re just one very]/i] small part of who I--we are.” Though certainly a bigger part than what this flying type sported. “Was it a Sharpedo?” The thing bobs its head.
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“Are you scared?” Again, a nod. For a moment, the pair just drift in the warm water. The redhead takes a deep breath. “Well, I’m sure the rangers are keeping the place safe. Or, at least, patrolling it.” Her eyes flicked down to the aging scars. “And it looks like you've grown since then.” She feels the calming breath beneath bare feet.
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“Want to try something easier?” The Mantine makes the opposite gesture from earlier. It decides to try for an Over The Gyarados.

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Starmie 720 Complete - 1750[break]
Over the Gyarados - 0[break]
Over the Gyarados - 0[break]
Over the Gyarados - 0[break]
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Over the Gyarados - ?[break]
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The second failure is much cleaner. It’s just missing a half-turn with a bit of a bumpy landing. She can tell the Mantine is disappointed. Its blue brows furrow slightly as its head dips somewhat in the water. Its trembling with a mixture of anxiety and frustration.

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Little bubbles blow from its mouth in a sigh. Kneeling, Aubre rubs a gentle hand on sandpaper skin. “Come on now. Don’t beat yourself up..” She smiles softly. “I think you’re doing—.” The word great died on her tongue. She’d already said that, hadn’t she? They’d just failed twice and that sounded fake. It didn’t help her when she was having a hard time, and she doubted it’d help the water type either.

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She shook her head. “We’ll get it eventually.” Reaching into the waterproof pouch in her pocket, she offered the Mantine a freeze-dried berry chew. It bobbed on the water for a moment before disappearing into its ever-smiling mouth. It made a noise of thanks. “Take all the time you need.” Straightening for a moment, Aubre turned to the beach. There, her daughter stared back with the intensity of an owlet.

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It was kind of cute if not a little intense.
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After a few minutes of drumming up its courage, the scarred Mantine makes a noise of assent. After Aubre grabs on it rockets toward the top of the wave. Maybe the third time’s the charm?

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Over the Gyarados - 0[break]
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The redhead gasps as they enter their first turn. For a moment, the sun is highlighted by a spray of rainbow. “You’re doing great!” Then, it goes wrong. Her eyes widen as a shadow catches her eyes. The doctor turns as her feet leave the stirrups.
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Another Mantine leaps from the surf in front of them. There’s a dad and a kid on it. The toddler’s big, wide eyes stare at her. “Arceus!” She jerks We need to—” Her hands let go as her Mantine twists out of the wave.
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Her body smacks into the water and vanishes. For a moment, Aubre lets herself sink. The dark siren of her mind whispers that there’s no reason to fight the current. Maybe it’d be better if she just took a deep breath. But that voice is squashed. A scarred hand reaches out as a high-visibility rope whips past her face.
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With an apologetic noise, the Mantine bumps her back out of the water. “It’s not your fault. It’s busy out here.” It was kind of nice. In this wartorn place, it was nice to see people smiling. “I’d rather take the fall anyway.” A spill could start a lifelong phobia for a little girl like that. With a smile, Aubre pulls herself onto the scarred manta ray’s back.

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“Do you want to try again?” With a nod, the Mantine launches toward the next wave.


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Over the Gyarados - 0[break]
Over the Gyarados - ?


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Again, the trick goes off smoothly. The redhead smiles softly as she gives the Mantine an affectionate pat. “Thank you.” Her voice murmurs into its hidden ear. “You’re doing great.” The manta ray makes a chirping noise. And Aubre doesn’t need a translator to know what it means.
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“I had nothing to do with it. Please—well, there’s nothing to thank me for.” All she did was hang on and throw up a few mild corrections. Most of them were just repeating things the water type was already aware of. Which was quite typical of her. She wasted what words she had just reminding people of things they already knew.
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Just like that night. She yelled to Evangeline that she was in danger even as her own skin sizzled. Like the heroic water-type didn’t know what she’d been doing.

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“You ready for the real thing?” Again, her mind latched onto her words like a dog a squeaky toy. Now, she was implying all this work had been a big waste of time. Good job. “Sorry, I—just—can we try Over the Gyarados?” With a nod, the Mantine charged toward the next wave.





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The familiar feeling of a manta ray beneath her was nostalgic. It was kind of disconcerting to look down and see the wrong water type beneath her. Little splotches of white peeked out of the saddle. Stop focusing on the past. You can’t fix it. She’s already gone. She still missed her every day.

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As the tiny Mantine hit the air, the redhead’s heart jumped into her chest. Her hands tightened reflexively on the handles. She peered through the salty water. The two didn’t know one another well. And she figured it’d end with her drowning in a crowd. Probably an ironic way to die considering her introversion. “Just a little—-turn right—try not to lift your fin so much--”
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They sank back onto the wave’s top. A half-sob tore from her mouth as the doctor fought back a wave of emotions. The Mantine trilled excitedly. “You—you did great.” Aubre forced another smile as the young Pokemon's eyes met hers. “Are you up for something a little harder?”

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Burying its head beneath the waves, the little ray went for a Starmie 720.




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Aubre came up with a blue shard in her hand. It was covered in seaweed and rendered rough by salt. But it was definitely crystalline.

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After dropping it in the net, the redhead turned to a nearby platform. She gave her husband a half-hearted greeting. As he vanished beneath the water, the doctor turned back to her Swampert. “Are you ready to go again?” Serena offered up a wide grin and flexed. Muscles bunched in amphibious arms. “Sorry. Stupid question." It wasn't like her Swampert was weak and broken like her. "Tell me when you need a break, all right?”

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With a quick bob of her head, the water type dove.


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Last year’s Clamperl diving event left her with a lot of trash. It was rather disconcerting.
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So, when she heard it was happening again, she didn’t hesitate to grab her flippers. After a bit of sorting and ceding her place in line, she finally reached the platform. A few platforms over, her mother and husband were visible above the water.
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With an uncharacteristically cheeky grin, the redhead gave a wave. The weather was beautiful and even her inner demons were enjoying it. “Three, two, one…” She and Serena dove off the platform.

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The taste of salt was welcome on her tongue.

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Aubre;s mother felt terrible. It seemed her surprise hadn’t gone the way she hoped.
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She thought the sight of the Mantine would put a smile on her daughter’s face. Maybe conjure up some happy memories. Sure, surfing wasn’t super common in a cold place like Galar, but she’d dipped her toes into it with Ellie more than once.
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But, instead, tears welled in the young doctor’s eyes. “It’s all right, love.” A hand clasped gently around the redheaded McKenna’s shoulder. “We can just go into town. Maybe get something at a cafe. Some carrot cake to match your hair?”
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But Aubre—though she wanted to nod—couldn’t take her eyes off the surfers. A hand lifted to rub away the redness in her eyes (only making it worse). “N-no, I think I’ll stay awhile. You can try.” Her smile is tight and forced. "Thank you."
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After a while, she noticed a particularly lonely Mantine at the end of the row. There were scars from something on his back. And he kept looking so expectantly as others walked by. “Do you think she’d be mad at me?” The electric type shook his head and raised his smart phone. His response was three simple words.
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‘She’d want you to.’ With a glance up at the sky—as if expected Ellie to be smiling down—Aubre made her way to the depressed Pokemon. She introduced herself and decided to give it a go. She’d start relatively slow. She didn’t know this young Pokemon yet.

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