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[attr="class","pinscroll"]if she had to return to this godforsaken place, she had hoped it would be on her own terms. but the world didn't work that way. the world never gave her what she asked for. what she hoped for. fusube was a lot of things: it was where she was raised, it was where she studied, it was where she spent the majority of her life. despite that, she never considered fusube her home. maybe she once did.[break][break]

her knuckles struck the wooden door of an all too familiar building. vibrant moss clung to the side of the brick walls that were covered with thin layers of vines that hung from the roof, swaying ever so slightly with the wind. she waited for what seemed like forever until the door finally swung open. "mother." her tone was cold, indifferent; her expression reflected the same. she stepped past her.[break][break]

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it was frustrating. she had left hoping to leave it all behind; to start a new life. to start her own life. but there were strings; there was always something that'd pull her back. she knew as much, but she thought she'd at least be able to tug back, to put up a fight. maybe she wasn't as strong as she thought.[break][break]

being a native, she knew the route fairly well. despite it being infested with strong, which subsequently made them dangerous, pokemon, she knew how to avoid them. there was a spot, up the path, off to the side just before the entrance to the cave, that was one of her favorites. it was where she used to go when she needed an escape. the road was treacherous, but familiar, so she had no difficulties. that was, until she had rumbling from up ahead.[break][break]

with the way the path was built, she couldn't see past the corner. but she didn't need to. the ground shook hard enough to let her know that whatever approaching wasn't human. she looked left, then right, but soon realized that she had no way off the path. turning back was an option, but she knew she wouldn't be able to outrun a pokemon. so she braced herself, standing firm in her spot. she didn't budge, not even when a tyranitar appeared.[break][break]

it ran towards her. she brought a hand up and held it in front of her, as if ordering the armor pokemon to stop. and it stopped! imagine how surprised she was. "hey, big guy." she looked up at the towering pokemon before being pulled into a hug. no matter how much she flailed, she was unable to break free; but she wasn't even sure if she wanted to break free. it might upset it, after all. [break][break]

"alright, alright, can you put me down now?" it didn't appear to be wild, so she wondered where its trainer was. how irresponsible, she thought.[break][break]

Much to her surprise, as she made her way down the rugged path, she didn't see her tyranitar crying due to hurt feelings nor some poor civilian running for their life. Instead, she saw her lovable, green oaf picking up a total stranger and cuddling them like a teddy bear. While, yes, it wasn't the worst thing to come across when having a pokemon as potentially dangerous as a tyranitar...Just for once, would it kill Asta to act like his species?

Asta, not paying any mind to his arriving trainer, continued to hug the woman, cuddling her close to him, but, taking extreme caution not to hurt her - he was quite the gentle giant after all! Of course, after her little plea to finally be let go, he let out a soft, almost complaining little grumble, but, would carefully set her down, bending down considerably to probably beg for a headpat or two, had his trainer not caught his attention with a sudden clear of her throat.

With a huffing whine, Asta turned back towards the other woman, who looked less than pleased with him. "Don't just take off like that, you damn fool - what if it was Team Virus or some shit? I'm not trying to deal with that." The girl icily scoffed, rolling her eyes and ignoring the sniffling look her tyranitar gave her i turn. Even though her words were quite harsh, it was as clear as day that she cared for the pokemon. Still, the last thing she needed was for someone to claim he had that stupid ass virus because he was running around like an idiot.

"You're fine - yeah?" Vivian would gruffly ask the other woman, finally acknowledging her. She was positive Asta hadn't hurt her - he was far too much of a big overgrown baby to. Still, if she caused the woman a heart attack or something, it'd be on her record or something like that. Before she could say anything further though, two pokemon pulled into sight. An odd duo - but, an opponent nonetheless. Whether they were here to fight or not, it didn't matter to the brunette. They were targets - training dummies, if anything.

"Hold that thought," she'd disregard the woman once more, holding a hand up for Asta to hold back. As easy as it would've been for him to deal with the threat, he was tired. It might not seem like it to an onlooker, but, they'd just endured a long, grueling day of training. Weaker opponent or not, he deserved a quick little break. And so, with a toss of a different pokeball, the bulky form of her rampardos would appear. He'd briefly glance over at the other woman, letting out an challenging huff. "Not our opponent," Vivian quickly told the pokemon, who simply nodded.

Red gaze resting on the mushy pile of purple lard before them, he'd let out a low growl. "Start off with a screech." Almost immediately, a high pitched cry would release itself from the pokemon's mouth. Both the Swalot and its tinier companion, Oddish, would wince in pain, dropping their guard.
"Followup with a zen-headbutt," the trainer would quickly command. Before the swalot could gather its bearings from the startling screech, the prehistoric pokemon would be sent charging towards it. Blue skull alighting in a deadly glow, its head harshly collided with the wild pokemon's plushy exterior, the sheer force sending it sliding back some.

"Brace yourself!" Vivian called out. No sooner had she done so, the swalot finally retaliated. A disgusting gush of bright purple, acid spray, was expelled from its pursed lips, hitting the rampardos in wet, disgusting clumps. Though he didn't seem hurt much, Barbatos did look positively disgusted at being covered in the yucky filth. With a scathing glower in his red eyes, he faced his target once more. The swalot had began to suck in air, its stomach bulging, and defenses raising as it used 'Stockpile'. However, it was a futile attempt.

"Zen headbutt, once more." Barbatos stampeded forward, blue cranium bashing into the pokemon's expanded stomach and sending it flying in an impressive show of strength.

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[attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]A Wild Pokemon Has Appeared

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[attr="class","pintag"]#vivian

[attr="class","pinscroll"]she couldn't help but compare cacnea to tyranitar; cacnea to rampardos; and feel a tinge of envy. she knew not to draw comparisons, since she had only recently started out on her journey. it hadn't been much of a journey yet, more so a straight road with no end in sight. each route she visited, she'd run into trouble, and cacnea would swiftly take care of it. they were growing, slowly, too slowly for her liking. she wanted a change. she needed a change. she wondered when she would get it.[break][break]

in slight amusement, she looked at the two larger pokemon as they toyed with each other. it was strange to see such large, powerful pokemon act like children. pokemon had personalities, too, and that was something she had to remember. it wasn't all about her. she needed to work as a team, and to thoroughly understand lugh. they wouldn't be a team otherwise.[break][break]

an ekans appeared, though it vanished almost as quickly. the zen headbutt of the tyranitar sent it soaring, flying, and she swore she heard a crack; maybe its spine had broken, she didn't know. she wouldn't ever know. lugh looked up at the tyranitar as it towered over him almost protectively. he appreciated the thought, but soon stepped past it to engage in his own battle. he was stronger than he looked, and he was going to prove it.
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lugh was the first to move. speeding ahead, he stepped to the nidoran and swung his arm in an uppercut, delivering a powerful NEEDLE ARM. ava swore she heard another crack as the nidoran was sent literally flying, down the side of the route, tumbling down the hill. lugh swiveled on his feet, turning to look at the tyranitar. he looked up at it, and seemingly shrugged his shoulders and puffed his chest out, as if showing that he was just as powerful.[break][break]

meanwhile, ava stepped over to rampardos and raised a hand to it. "can i?" she asked, though didn't wait for a response as she placed a hand on the side of its body. she stroked it gently, admiring the fossil-pokemon. "we'd love to train with you. i'm sure they'd enjoy themselves."[break][break]

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