perse
she / her
twenty-four
november 23
sootopolis
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lorekeeper / elite four
elite four
my own blood pains me, the salt as much as the vein
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POSTED ON Aug 15, 2020 6:46:46 GMT
the leek is successfully knocked out of the sirfetch’d’s wings, prompting it to squawk and scramble across the ring for it in a less-than-dignified manner. perhaps that distraction is what causes the pokemon to falter, allowing the STONE EDGE to rise up and pierce at its body.
nearer to the hitmonchan, the breloom is struck by the STONE EDGE as well, though it is ostensibly less hurt than the sirfetch’d, if only because it manages to bounce on the rocks awkwardly with its thick, kangaroo-like legs. it bounds to the side of the arena as though to catch its breath and await orders.
"wait, read its movements." the intention is two-fold - she wants to stall to let the poison seep further into the hitmonchan’s veins as much as she wants the breloom’s next attack to really count. the breloom stills and focuses on the opponent with MIND READER, already plotting out where to dart to next.
the sirfetch’d snatches its leek up angrily and rounds on the hariyama again, bird feet slapping against the floor with loud displeasure. "switch targets, LEAF BLADE." take out the weakened one first, and hopefully it won’t be able to protect itself from damage from two sources.
persephone turns her head slowly to regard noah with an expression that verges on amused disbelief. "maybe," she ventures carefully. "i don’t know. i don’t know any people like that."
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