Staring intently at the previously rustling bushes with a glower, the sharp cry of pain nearly made the trainer smirk. Score. So, it was a pokemon then, eh? Well then, screw Arsene, she could handle them by herself if it all it took was a rock or two to the head! With this in mind, she nonchalantly picked up yet another rock, going for something a bit bigger. 'Alright, lets go for the eye this time-'

Before she could continue her assault though, a voice began to speak, leaving the trainer somewhat dumbfounded. No, not because of what they were saying - she couldn't give two shits about that, but...that had definitely been a pokemon she'd hit. So then how...? Almost immediately though, something stepped through the bushes - a trainer carrying a charmanader, and otherwise, the owner of the voice. 'Oh. No shit,' feeling almost a bit embarrassed about her immediately dumb, initial thought, she didn't dwell too much on the upset words the male spoke. Well, no, she definitely rolled her eyes and gave a rather loud scoff, but, wasn't as argumentative about it as she typically could be.

...At first.

"You're lucky I didn't send out my aerodactyl to eat him. This is a wild pokemon infested area, idiot." She couldn't help but, loudly, grumbled under her breath, a flat, unimpressed look coming into her violet gaze as she stared down the male before her. Was his charmander really that injured from a pebble to the face? Tch, pathetic.

At his introduction though, she only grumbled out in a small voice, as though being forced, "Vivian," a finger pointed towards the still unmoving gallade, "Arsene." She wasn't one for introductions - they always felt weird to her. She had no intention of being their friend nor wanting to stay along them long enough for any of that 'awkward talking' shit to happen. Maybe it was because she lived in a big city - people were always in a rush or just...ruder in general, compared to the more laid back, genial areas of Johto.

Or maybe she was just an ass? That...was pretty likely too.

'Tch, whatever.' Getting slowly irritated with even herself at this point, it was the request of Derek made that stupidly large ego of hers flare and soothe her words. With a cocky smirk, she scoffed, "lost? Here? Wow...That's a new level of pathetic." Of course, the fact that she herself had a horrible, horrible sense of direction went totally over her head.

Still, after having a slight laugh, she shrugged, standing to her full height now. "Yeah. I can lead you out." Why was she helping him? Mostly because she didn't want to seem as though she couldn't via refusing his offer. "I won't hesitate to leave you if you fall behind though. Y'know, they say things like wild, trainer-eating ursaring linger out here too..." Hiding that shit eating grin of hers as she turned her back, she wasted no time in beginning to walk forward and into the much thicker foliage of the seemingly peaceful route, ignoring any protest, for the most part.

Arsene, her gallade, rose almost immediately, despite having been quiet previously. He gave a polite bow of greeting to the trainer - perhaps almost sympathetic that he had the misfortune of asking Vivian of all people for help, before starting on after his trainer.

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From the corner of her eye during her own battle, she took note of Derek's as he was neck deep in a fight with a scyther...possibly because she considered lending him aid should he find himself at its mercy. Maybe. But, that glint of the ever familiar red and white ball nearly made her nod in approval - scyther definitely was a fine choice for a pokemon, even she could respect that. Of course, then her own battle got a...little bit rowdier than expected, and she couldn't afford to focus on ol' Rock boy's fight.

Once things were 'said and done', she was, admittedly, a bit relieved not to see the man's corpse squished underneath the tree...mostly because she had no idea how she'd explain it to the police, if anything. He answered her question with a curt tone, and even someone as obnoxious as herself could see the sharp, critical look of judgement in his eyes. Did she care? Nah - not really. "If you have something you wanna say - say it. I can't stand pussies." The vulgar words left her lips without a moment's hesitation, the flare of a challenge alight in her violet gaze.

Unfortunately, or maybe it was fortunate, for Derek, she wouldn't necessarily stick around to hear any complaints, as the female trainer was already on her way once again. Admittedly, getting through this route was taking so long because...she had no idea where she was going. The woman played it off well though, as she walked alongside her gallade without showing an ounce of uncertainty. Thankfully, the light of an exit in the overgrown forest would rear its head - they were home free.

Just before they could step out of this seemingly everlasting forest though, a purple, rigged creature would drop down in front of them both, chattering loudly with its dangerous, poisonous tail lashing to and fro. "Oh. Well..." She glanced at Derek - as if to tell him to handle it, before Arsene gave her a pointed look. "What? Tch, fine." She'd grumbled, rolling her eyes once more. "Stand down. Barbatos will handle this one." Arsene gave her a curious look - but, after a quick look over his own injuries, nodded. With her gallade standing back, she'd toss another pokeball, revealing the large form of her rampardos.

The earth shook as he dropped to the ground, his jaw parting in a roar. "Long time no see." She greeted him with a grin, and the rampardos let out a happy little rumble before his gaze turned to the skorupi, that hissed at them once more. "Alright Barbatos - zen headbutt!" The ground partially tore before them as the pokemon charged forward, skull glowing brightly in a vibrant blue as he charged the wild pokemon down. The skorupi had no choice but to take the attack head on as it let out a loud cry of pain.

Nearly flipping over, the bug was quick to try and readjust itself to strike back. Multiple, tiny purple needles would escape its parted mouth in a poison sting as it gunned the rampardos down. Despite the glowing, toxic needles managing to pierce his thick hide, Barbatos didn't seem to flinch, as he merely shook himself off and scoffed

"Oi - stand back." She'd called to Derek. Arsene, who seemed to realize what was happening, took a more protective position near the man - looking a bit exasperated, if anything, at his trainer's recklessness. "Barbatos - wrap this up, would ya?" That was all the command that the rampardos needed. A blue aura would encase the rampardos as he began to charge forward, sparks of sheer power escaping the coating as he gained speed. The skorupi would desperately try to retaliate with a pin missile, but, it was futile, as most of the projectiles bounced off of the charging beast.

Using its mighty, signature, 'head smash', attack, the rock type sent the skorupi flying - as in, literally, flying. It became a mere glimmer in the sky, disappearing out of sight. The ground would be torn and plenty of trees were uprooted and disheveled from the attack too...Hopefully she wouldn't have rangers waiting to chide her about this.

Shaking himself off with a brief look of pain from the recoil, the rampardos would only huff, growling loudly in pride over his victory.

"Well. Now that that's over - your exits over there. Oh - mind the trees." There was...a bit of snarkiness in her tone, yes, but, at least she'd done a'good deed' and helped someone out for once, right?

"Oh - and, ya owe me one now. Just remember that, rock boy."