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"Tch, we haven't even started the trek, and you're tired already?" The annoyed words sharply came from the woman's lips as she glowered down at the 'Dragon' type by her side. This gible...was very much unlike the others. She was far too shy, and struggled with even the most basic of tasks. Not to mention, the dragon/ground type was way too...clingy towards her. At the very least, when the dragon battled, she seemed to get into the 'zone' of some sort, showing an uncharacteristic ruthlessness that was...pleasing. Outside of battle though? She had to deal with...this. [break][break]

The small dragon type was pawing at her leg, lifting up its stubby arms and whining loudly - she wanted to be picked up. Once, and only once, had Vivian carried the gible...and ever since then, it was like she'd fallen in love with the gesture. "No. Stop- fucking-stop," irritation swelled in her voice as she'd lightly kick the incessantly begging dragon type away with a foot. It only resulted in the overly affectionate, shy thing cuddling her foot lovingly, even beginning to nibble on her shoe a bit.[break][break]

....Why couldn't she have normal pokemon? [break][break]

With a sharp sigh and an urge to simply return her back to her pokeball, the sound of a voice paused the trainer in her tracks. She'd look over her shoulder, brows furrowing as a rather familiar looking male and a gabite approached her. Gible, spotting two unfamiliar people, yelped, instantly seeking shelter between the fighter's legs - in which she'd lightly nibble on them in effort to calm her nerves. At his 'greeting,' the fighter would only continue to stare with a deadpanned look. And then, with a sharp 'tch' and ignorant stare, she'd soon question, "...Who are you again?"[break][break]

Maintining his stare with a inscousiant look of her own, she'd finally allow for a cocky smirk to come to her lips.
"Oh - Tree Bitch. Yo," she told the male. She honestly couldn't remember his name...But she certainly did remember almost smacking a tree into him via her gallade. Heh. That'd been funny. [break][break]

Her gaze would then briefly fall onto his gabite - a small tinge of jealousy stirring in her stomach. It looked competent - strong even. And then there was her gible. Who both had yet to evolve and had a personality so damned irritating that she wanted to take it back to the dragon den more often than not. [break][break]

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There you go now leave me alone

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"It's fine," Vivian would insist once more, irritation in her voice - and a slight warning to drop the subject in regards to her...'special' gible. Sensing that her trainer was upset, but not quite understanding that it was because of her, gible would lightly nuzzle into Vivian's leg, giving it a little pat and then an affectionate, tiny little bite. Of course, given how sharp her teeth were, Vivian definitely felt it, and offered a glare down in return at her pokemon. 'You little shit - stop it,' the girl internally hissed - but, kept her mouth shut. Likely because she didn't want to deal with the pokemon's infernal crying. [break][break]

Thankfully, before the conversation could go any further or get any worse, their next set of opponents appeared. A towering rock-snake and a smaller, much more odder looking coral-like pokemon. Whilst she would never admit it, she was a bit pleased that Derek had taken on the small, weird pink thing. That meant that her gible could take on the far larger, far scarier looking Onix - which...might help boost its confidence, maybe? Gible, on the other hand, didn't even want to come from behind her trainer - that Onix looked terrifying! [break][break]

"You're way stronger than it. Stop acting like a bitc- er..act brave." She sharply corrected herself as she looked down at her pokemon from the corner of her eye. Gible would hesitate for a moment before, finally, nodding and heading out to face the onix. For a moment, the pokemon would stiffly glare at each other...before, the small dragon made the first move. She'd ram her body into the onix with a Dragon Rush. However, it'd retaliate by slamming its tail into the dragon-type, the powerful Iron Tail sending her rolling. With a bruise on her nose, the gible would sniffle, tears growing in her eyes as she'd look towards her trainer - likely for help. However, Vivian would merely glower. While yes - it seemed a bit cruel, her pokemon would never learn to grow if she coddled it or saved it when the fight was tough. Sometimes, it took getting punched around a few times before you could finally learn to throw a punch for yourself.[break][break]

The onix's maw would gap as a stream of green hued flames would emit from it, the Dragon Breath slamming into the gible, making her cry out in pain. "Escape from underneath," Vivian would soon command - trying to see if the pokemon would grasp her command. Surprisingly, she did - and fairly quickly at that. Her body would dive underneath the ground as she used Dig. The land shark pokemon was completely hidden underground, utterly confusing the onix who hadn't seen her grand escapade...and allowing for her to land a critical hit via Dig, as she popped up from underneath the onix and rammed her body into it. The super effective attack was more than enough to defeat the gargauntan creature...and, for once, the gible seemed to hold her head high at her victory...Before, of course, returning to Vivian's side.[break][break]

Vivian herself, while pleased with her own pokemon's performance, had been rather keenly watching the other trainer's dragon's battle. The pokemon's rough style of fighting remind her of her aerodactyl - Valefor. At the very least, at least her pokemon had the decency to finish off his opponents instead of burying them alive. Well...she could only hope he ate his prey whilst they were dead instead of still clinging to life. The thought made her briefly pause - a slightly disgusted look coming to her features, but, it was quickly replaced when she was suddenly asked a rather interesting question. Despite her usual rude indifference to the male, she seemed to actually, fully regard him. "Not yet." She said with a shake of her head, pausing before a malevolent look formed upon her face, her lips curling upwards in a smirk. [break][break]

"I'd rather go in and completely and utterly crush them rather than barely make it through." There was...almost a cruel note to her voice as she spoke. She was the type of person who wasn't fond of struggling in challenges. If she didn't wipe out her opponent or dominate them completely, then, something was wrong. But, all the while, a really tough opponent and a good fight was always nice now and again. It gave her that adrenaline rush she craved whilst helping her learn what to improve on - she could respect a strong opponent. [break][break]

Although, that didn't make wiping the floor with someone any less fun though.[break][break]

"What about you, tree boy? You take on any of the big dogs yet? How badly did ya lose?" [break][break]

All the while, her shivering gible, seeming to believe that Derek was a 'friend' of her beloved, kind 'protector' {aka, Vivian}, would cautiously creep forward towards him - curiously beginning to sniff at him.

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+2 levels for gible