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So she did remember him. Now all that was left was to see if she could actually remember his name this time. As flattering as it was to be referred to as 'handsome' it wasn't quite right coming from the lips of a minor. Whether or not she did he wouldn't get too hung up on it, maintaining his relaxed expression as he made his approach. It was a relief that she wasn't too bothered by the large insect buzzing around her at least. The yanma has an expectant look in his eye, like he was expecting her to do something. When she seemed to focus on the yanma and the trainer he seemed to be a bit disappointed, gaze locking on to the girl's pokeballs.

Meanwhile Squeak was staring at the unfamiliar trainer, mean mugging the stranger as she examined her. She didn't seem too impressed, letting out a soft grunt as she nodded in recognition of the praise. Meanwhile Frederick was simply smiling, shaking his head slowly as he looked down at the marill. "Not really. She's strong and has potential, yes. But she's hardly a good pokemon. We'll see how she holds up against those poison types you mentioned though." Despite his demeaning words his tone didn't shift form it's usual casual tone, a hint of amusement even appearing in his smile as he watched the round rodent. The aquatic mouse scrunched her nose as she looked back up at him, holding a hand up to him and shaking it back and forth in an attempt at a fingerless rude gesture.

Of course he was unphased by this reaction, turning his attention back to Ashley as he slid his thumbs behind his suspenders. "So you plan on taking on the Pokemon League challenge, do you? I wish you the best of luck with that." She was definitely going to need it. That challenge was a massive undertaking, one that was an all or nothing scenario from the start. But he had to commend those who had the bravery to undertake it. Even if he himself thought it to be a somewhat foolish endeavor.

He chuckled softly as she casually dropped her usual nickname, head shaking slowly at her ridiculousness. Did she actually forget his name again or did she just like calling him handsome? Whatever the case he had given up on correcting her. If she really wanted to use his name surely she would have asked for it by now. His eyes fell on to the approaching poison types, the corner of his lip rising into a slight smirk as he nodded his head. "Looks like you're up Squeak." Short arms extended outward as the marill took a moment to stretch before stepping forward, eyes locking on to the croagunk.

Frederick suspected at the frog already possessed more brute strength than the marill, which was exactly what he was hoping to find today. Squeak however didn't seem to notice as she proudly readied herself for battle. She was gonna show this blind trainer of hers just how powerful she was. "Defense curl." The marill let out a grunt, turning her body slightly to glance over at her trainer. Defense curl? Really? What was the point of using a stupid move like that? Clearly the best course of action was to go for an all out attack. And she was gonna prove it. The blue pokemon rolled into a ball, just as her trainer commanded. However instead of focusing on defending herself she would start spinning her body rapidly. She accelerated quickly, causing her to spin in place for a moment before gaining the traction needed to launch her body forward.

The trainer watched with a knowing smile, shoulders shaking as he silently chuckled to himself. "See what I mean?" The delayed attack had given the croagunk plenty of time to prepare, his cheeks puffing with a toxic soltuion. He would hold his hand up in front of his hands up in front of his mouth before releasing it, coating his limbs in toxic liquid. As the spinning marill came forward the croagunk would thrust out an arm with a single finger extended, jabbing it into the attacker's body in a poison sting. Yet this wasn't enough to stop the determined marill, who continued to charge forward and score a direct hit with her rollout.

Yet the pain was still significant, causing her to unroll from her ball and take a moment to shake the pain off. "That wouldn't have hurt so bad if you had listened me." Squeak spat on the ground at that remark, nose scrunching as she sneered at the trainer. Whether or not was right didn't matter, she was going to prove she didn't need his orders to come out on top. All she had to do was keep her distance and everything would be fine. Her body swelled as she prepared the next attack, the gap between her and her attacker seemingly giving her room to get a free ranged attack in. However the croagunk had other plans in mind, a mischevious glint appearing in it's eye as it suddenly lunged forward, delivering a palm strike as he moved in pursuit of his opponent. The impact caused the marill to release the built up water, the impact actually causing it to be released with greater force.

Both the croagunk and the marill were sent tumbling backward, each one looking like they had taken quite the beating. "Use bubble to block his approach." Squeak glanced at her trainer for a moment, eye twitching at his next suggestion. Damn, that was a good idea. Did this guy actually know what he was talking about. After taking a moment to catch her breath the buoyant rodent would inflate slightly once again, this time releasing a slew of bubbles containing highly compressed air.

At the same time the croagunk had regained it's breath and started to charge forward, aiming to prevent the next assumed water gun before it was fully prepared. However he was met with an onslaught of bubbles, which all seemed to pop simultaniously with an unexpected force, sending him toppling back to the ground, unmoving. Squeak looked on in shock, clearly surprised by how effective the tactic was. She looked over at Frederick in confusion for a moment before returning to her proud thuggish expression, swaying back and forth as she made her way back to the trainer with an amount of swagger unfitting for such a creature.

Frederick crouched down to meet her, reaching into his satchel to pull out a potion which he would hold out to her. "If you promise to follow my orders for the next fight I'll go ahead and heal you up." The marill stared at the potion for a moment, the ache from the impacts of the croagunk still lingering on her body. But she turned her nose up at the offer as she turned away, foot tapping impatiently as she waited for the next pokemon. "Suit yourself." Frederick simply sighed as he stood up, gaze turning toward Ashley. "Looks like this one will be learning the hard way." Yet again he said the words with a smile, his lighthearted tone betraying the seriousness of his words.

                          

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It was good to hear the girl didn't have any objections to his decision, at least not any that she vocalized. He suspected that her slight hesitation could have hinted at a bit of reluctance to agreeing, but so long as she held to her word it didn't matter. If they met again she would surely see the effectiveness of his training techniques. Hopefully by then Squeak would have realized the error of her ways and focused herself on proving herself rather than attempting to assert dominance.

The sight of the pair of pokemon brought an amused smile to the ranger's face, his eyes drifting from the angered dustox to the marill. It was clear that this fight was going to be personal. She was already in bad shape, barely surviving her encounter against that last pokemon. But her trainer made no move to help, sliding his hands into his pockets as he stood by and watched. "Go on then. Let's see what you've got Squeak." With her chest puffed up with pride she would rush forward, fighting through the pain of the toxins traveling through her veins as she fought to prove her worth.

Her body expanded before releasing a strong gush of liquid from her mouth, sending a watergun attack straight for the dustox. The attack landed, but it didn't seem to be slowing down the creature's assault. As it flew over the aquatic mouse it would give it's wings a strong flap, releasing toxic spores that would descend upon the fairy pokemon. She couldn't make her body move fast enough to get out of the way, her small arms struggling to wave the spores away from her body. But it was no use.

The spores covered her body, the toxic substance within them quickly taking hold. But she couldn't go down, not alone. If she could just get in one more good watergun she would have this for sure. Her vision blurred by the multiple toxins acting in her body she would try to fire another watergun at the dustox, but the shot went wide. The last thing she saw was the dustox diving in for another attack, it's antenna vibrating violently as they sent out a bizarre wave. The vibrations reacted to the poison her body, causing tremendous pain across her entire form. Her eyes went wide as she gasped for air and collapsed, unable to find the strength to stand any longer.

As he consciousness faded she could barely muster the strength to look up at her trainer, whose smile had faded by now. "Do you see now? You need me. When you wake up we'll take care of you and talk about this." Initially his words were met with a bitter clenching of the teeth. But as she thought back to the multiple attempts to offer aid her outlook would soften. If she had just accepted his help then she might not have ended up in his humiliating situation... And the fact that after all of this he still wanted to try and reason with her? Maybe, just maybe when she woke up she would hear the guy out. Of course that may have just been the poison talking.

As the aquatic mouse lost consciousness Frederick would recall her to her pokeball, a soft smile returning to his face. "You did well all things considered. I'll take care of you soon, don't worry." Placing that ball back on his belt he would summon another member of the team, a Flaaffy. Wooly would emerge from the light looking as perfect as ever, his wool clean and bouncy and his tail glowing softly. "Use Power Gem." Immediately the Flaaffy would turn it's tail toward the bug pokemon, the soft glow growing more intense as a ray of sparkling light shot out toward it.

The power gem struck the opponent in the wing, the highly effective attack combining with the wear from the watergun to cause it crashing to the ground. In this state there was only one way he was getting out of here in one piece. He had to use moonlight and hope he could recover before the next attack. "Quickly, before he can retaliate." With one last burst of sparking energy the healing process was cut short, causing the moth to go limp on the ground. Frederick would smile at his pokemon, taking a few steps forward to place his hands in his thick wooly fur. "Good work cleaning up. Though I suppose this was simple for you." The flaaffy responded with a cheerful baa, leaning in to his master's hand as it ruffled his wool.

As he tended to the fluffy pokemon he would turn to Ash, raising a free hand toward her as she said her goodbye. "Until next time, my friend. Perhaps then we will have more of an opportunity to talk." Actually he should be heading off as well and getting Squeak the attention she needed. The sooner she got healed up the sooner he could try and reason with her to get her on the right track. Though after such a dose of reality he was sure she would be much more amiable than before.