Returning her previous pokemon, Noelle soon releases the next. This time, its her salamence. The dragon makes its appearance known with a roar and hefty flap of crimson hued wings before awaiting further command. Letting a hand stroke along its neck in a brief greeting, she wastes no time in issuing her order. "Dragon claw," she commands, watching as the scaled beasts' talons alight with a mystic glow before striking the next tile in tandem with her companions.

dragon claw, bp 80 on dragon tile

Much to the pokemon's delight, Noelle returns her tympole. Instead, a much more fearsome monster is released. A snarl echoes from the hydreigon's throat as it hovers near its trainer, disappointment clear at the lack of a challenger upon its release. "Sorry, no one for you to beat up today aside from a really tough wall." Voice sheepish and apologetic, the dark dragon's cooperation isn't one that's guaranteed when no violence is needed. But, it seems to grumble its acceptance before waiting for further command.

"Flash cannon," she directed her attention towards the obstacle once more. All three maws gaping, a bright, shining beam regurgitates from its widely spread jaws.

[ Flash canon on steel block, BP 80 ]

"Whoa...amazing, Bailey!" Noelle can't help but gush in sheer awe over the champion, "you've gotten so strong!" She offers the other woman a smile before fixating her stare at the molten land before them. The temperature was smoldering, suffocating even. The tympole on her shoulder trembles, and Noelle offers it another little pet on the head. "Okay Razberry," she tries to soothe the young pokemon, "use bubblebeam again." The tadpole sniffles loudly before it releases another stream of bubbles towards the magma floor.

NOTES Bubblebeam BP 65 on water square

A small shriek erupts from the Noelle as the floor beneath them cracks and they're sent plummeting. Eyes squint, a tremble working its way down the falling woman at the sight of magma pooling just beneath them, promising a, hopefully, quick death to those it devours. Hands scramble, desperately trying to call out one of her pokemon - anyone of them.

"Dragonite!" She calls out for one of her faithful companions in desperation, the light of a pokeball opening briefly giving her a moment of sheer relief...Only for the terror to return in a tenfold when its not the mighty dragon whose released, by the equally terrified form of Razberry, her tympole. It clings onto her, shrieking in unison with its trainer. "Why, why are you here?!" Her disappointment is outweighed only by her terror.

Thankfully, she catches onto what her companions have planned - well, only Kyle. She's not entirely sure what Lucas is doing. "Bu-" The words choke in her throat, muffled by the tympole's own screaming, "listen!" She grabs onto the ball-shaped pokemon, "bubblebeam!" Mouth already wide from its terrified sobbing, large bubbles spew from its gullet. To Noelle's amazement, they coat the air, as though sitting on something invisible. She can only hope it'll help in making their descent less bone breaking.

NOTES water-type move

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Noelle briefly marvels over the sight of Lucas' aerodactyl, having always had a soft-spot for the prehistoric pokemon. The one she possessed was a menace, often trying to eat the neighborhood pachirisu one too many times for her liking. She herself soon releases yet another dragonair. It looks exactly the same as the other, but Noelle can tell them apart like a bee from a wasp.

"Hyper beam," she instructs the elegant serpent, who seems to understand to understand the need of a delicate touch. From the sapphire orb that rests on its throat, a bright light shines before a thick beam began to drill into the heavy stone and bedrock.

NOTES Hyper beam: 150 BP on Normal type Block
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"It looks pretty," Noelle comments, the only really information she had to offer as she stares at the ivory slab before it was handed to Lucas. "I could hold it," her complaint sounds more like a whine, perhaps slightly offended that Kyle didn't trust her with it. With a huff and a grumbling complaint under her breath she releases Sheldon, her slowbro. The pokemon yawns, blankly staring at the wall before finally releasing a water pulse. The gush of water adds with the other, aiding in stripping the wall down of dirt and grime as they chip away at it.

NOTES --- Water pulse - water type - 60 BP

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Likely against better judgement, Noelle releases her steelix. "I got this," she reassures her group as the massive steel snake struggles to even move with its sheer size. Her eyes squint for a moment, trying to remember if this was Steely or Lixxy. How Kyle managed to differentiate between his mightyena still was a mystery from her. Internally, she apologies to the steel type.

"Sand tomb," she commands, and the pokemon summons a swell of swirling sand from above. Fallings rocks are stopped, their falls blanketed as they're sucked into the sandy cyclone overhead. "Perfect!"

NOTES -- Sand tomb, BP 15 on the Ground-type square

"I paid good money for this..." The distaste is evident on her lips as she repeatedly taps the mining helmet she wore, the light it provided giving a dull flicker as though gasping for life. It was her time to shine with making the most of her mining equipment, but it seems like it was just a dud.

A defeated sigh is released as Noelle gives up, instead releasing her galvantula. The large bug immediately clings to the walls, seeming at home within the dark cavern. Its hairy body jolts, fine hairs puffing and frizzling outwards as a DISCHARGE coats its form with a gentle hum. The light crackle of electricity aids in providing a gentle glow of light for them to use. "Onwards!"

NOTES Using Electric type move

"No, no Kyle, it'd be ice tickle. You have to drop the beam part, that makes it less cool." Noelle chides with a tsk. Switching out her pokemon, a bulky blastoise appears with a stretch. It looks over towards the head scientist it once nearly killed with a hydro pump, staring almost lazily before losing interest.

Looking at her old time friend, she grins victoriously. Thankfully, she seems to drop the ridiculous names, as the pokemon's canons directed themselves towards the damaged wall. With sniper-like accuracy, they release an icy beam that meticulously drills into the rocky exterior.

NOTES Ice Beam BP 90 on the Ice-Type Square

As a few things began to unearth themselves, the woman peers closer with a curious tilt of her head. This was so different than just digging up things in Lucas' garden - it was way more exciting. Smiling faintly to herself, a small chuckle rouses from her lips at the aimless bantering between them.

It took her a moment to decide which dragonair she wanted to release, but eventually she settles on one. The serpentine pokemon elegantly outstretches itself. "Dragon tickle!" the command is met with a blank stare from the aged dragon, like a grandparent to a child. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Noelle clears her throat to order in a quieter tone, "...d-dragon tail. Just dragon tail it. Carefully, please."

NOTES Dragon tail 60 BP on Dragon-Type Square
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"Maybe we can find something nice enough to bring back home." The statement isn't said to any in particular but did carry a tone of hope to it. Really, she just wanted to find a 'really nice' looking rock that Lucas would find good enough to put on display.

A slightly nervous smile crosses her lips as she adjusts her oversized mining helmet, the strong light obnoxiously flashing against a few faces. After being invited out to the underground exploration, she didn't hesitate in spending a pretty amount of poke in purchasing a recently advertised 'exploring' outfit.

Useless things, such as different pitched whistles or a water bottle holder, littered the outfit, making it seem more like a glorified Halloween costume more than anything. She'd even purchased a fanny pack as well. But, the pinkette insisted that it'd 'eventually come in handy' either way.

Faced with their first blockade, she follows the other's leads. "Fairy Floss," a smile touches her lips at the sight of the less-than-pleased pokemon as her pokeball opens with a 'click'. The brown and pink rabbit appears with an arm flicking back one of its long ears in a melodramatic fashion.

"Let's do our best too - bounce!" Legs tucking inward, a bunch of muscles sent it rocketing into the crumbling wall. Powerful limbs kicked outwards, striking with a well-placed BOUNCE.


NOTES -- Bounce, 85 BP for the flying-type square

She'd underestimated the potency of the toxins a poison type could emit. Sitting in the hospital bed with a cast on, the pinkette sighs loudly, remembering the berating she'd gotten from the nurse from her sheer recklessness. People had lost limbs before from the acidic like poisons of some pokemon, especially when they were hyped up on otherworldly toxins.

It'd been several hours since she was first emitted, but finally, she was permitted visitors. They'd given antibiotics in the form of injections for both a quicker result and ensuring that the toxin's were flushed from her bloodstream. Though the woman argued a bit, they'd managed to convince her to stay for another day. Blood draws, more injections, etc etc.

She couldn't blame anyone but herself, but still.

A sigh left her lips once more as she shifts about uncomfortably, perking up only at the sound of the door opening. Eyes widen at the sight of a familiar face, her previously, almost depressed expression changing. "Adam!" There was genuine relief in her voice - she hadn't expected visitors, but his presence was appreciated.

She tried to immediately shift closer to him in a reckless manner, like an overly excited dog - although, a sharp hiss soon came from her lips, "o-ow, ow!"

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The sound of scrambling paws is something that's faintly familiar to Noelle. It reminds her of the brief time she stayed with the couple. Faintly, the feeling of nostalgia is enough to bring her some sort of solace as a smile creeps onto her face. The familiar wet black nose - the sound of tags merrily jingling...

Sure, those same scrambling paws had jumped on her several times whilst she tried to sleep on the futon or stolen her blanket to play tug of war, but the familiarity was nice.

"O-oh, uhm," she knows why she's here, but the words die in her throat when she's confronted. She could just lie - say she was searching for Kyle and leave. But, the lingering feelings of doubt wouldn't escape that way, would they? For a moment, a shadow of doubt is visible as her lips fall from their smile. Tension causes fine creases on her face, as she struggles to find a proper expression.

"I wasn't...looking for Kyle." She corrects him in a low tone, "I was actually looking for you, Noah."

His offer for entrance is given a nod, "can I? I-if you're in the middle of something, i-it's actually not that important!" Yet another attempt to escape what's brought her here.

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