He’d gotten so lost in his own thoughts he’d almost very nearly missed the individual that was walking past him.
All it took was one look, one single look at this stranger and Damian’s eyes widened for a few moments. Blinking a few times, he then rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t seeing things—wait a second, how did his ex-boyfriend end up here? Hadn’t he gone back to Kanto, or something…?
Wait a second, what the hell?! He thought, blinking again a few more times before stammering his next words out.
“How’d you… Rhafiel?” he began, the other question completely going over his head.
“I thought you went back to Kanto after you left the university in Castelia…” he continued, still gaping at the other in disbelief. He’d gotten so swept up with the shock of seeing his ex-boyfriend he’d completely missed the obvious fact that the guy was almost as tall as he was, and not down at the rather petite height of 5’3…
…and then his next words were interrupted as a pair of Gastly came floating in their direction.
“…well, shit,” he grumbled, fishing out his lone Pokéball and sending his Ralts out in a flash of red light.
“Keep that thing away, Zarya,” he began, before the Ralts then used
Teleport to get out of the way of the incoming Gastly that had used
Night Shade—but ended up hitting thin air. Backing up a few, he kept his eyes out on the battlefield before the Ralts appeared some distance behind the Gastly and then used
Calm Mind to center itself and get ready.
The specter then turned around before using
Mean Look, and while that didn’t do jack squat (at least that’s what Damian thought had happened) the Ralts then launched a rainbow-colored orb of energy at the incoming face-licker, a second attempt at
Night Shade being tossed right at it. The
Psychic stopped the Gastly from hitting her completely, but it wasn’t enough. Now that the Ralts was sufficiently angry, she then tried to use
Teleport again—
only, for some reason it didn’t work.Wait, what?Oh, shit! He thought as the Ralts now outright glared and summoned up a storm of leaves and chucked the
Magical Leaf attack at the Gastly, who was now chuckling and chucked another
Night Shade attack at the Ralts, who winced as the attack hit her head-on.
“Are you okay?!” he asked the Ralts, who turned around to face him and nod, before turning her attention back at the Gastly, who was about to use
Night Shade again—only for a sudden
Psychic ‘bomb’ attack smacked it in the face once again.
“Try not to get hit by that thing!” he added a few moments later.
The Gastly then began to fling
Night Shade after
Night Shade at the Ralts, who’d began to fend it away with
Psychic after
Psychic; with one last
Psychic attempt hitting it head-on and sending it to the ground, before it picked itself up and fled the scene.
Now that the Gastly was gone, the effects of the
Mean Look had been lifted, which eventually let the Ralts warp out of the ground and eventually resettle herself atop his head, before looking at the equally-tall human. She could pick up the distress coming from Damian, and she looked down at him.
“I’ll…be fine, I think,” he said softly to his Ralts, reaching up and patting her atop the head before turning back to face the other.
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+2 to Ralts / Gastly KO'd
