[indent] [/indent][h3][color=LightSlateGray]Ardanata “Dana” Stamos[/color][/h3][hr][sup][i]France  ||  Headquarters  ||  May 14th, Dusk[/i][/sup][indent] [/indent]
Tiffany’s bravado all but vanished as the battle progressed, and it quickly became clear that her team was no match for Dana’s. When the battle finally concluded—not too soon after it started either, since Dana’s Pokemon were used to ending things quickly—Tiffany returned her fallen Pokemon and aimed one last shaky glare at Dana.

“You really do think you’re all that, don’t you?” she accused, voice quivering as she clutched her Pokeballs close.

[color=LightSlateGray]“You should probably get them seen to now,”[/color] Dana replied, meeting the glare coolly. 

Tiffany didn’t need another warning after that, quickly disappearing down the hall, and Dana excused herself soon after. She’d proven that she was making progress, and that was all that mattered.

[hr][sup][i]Egypt  ||  Town Outskirts  ||  May 17th, Midday[/i][/sup][indent] [/indent]
[color=LightSlateGray]“Again,”[/color] Dana said. Her Combusken took off after another stray, knocking another Glameow down with ease. On account that her Combusken’s plumage was beginning to darken, Dana had decided to focus her attention on training it until it’s imminent evolution. Having her Blaziken back in full would be reassuring, especially with her name on the board.

A loud mreow of challenge sounded as a sizable Purugly rounded the street corner, tail lashing and curling.

[i]Territorial,[/i] Dana thought, glancing at the Glameow gathering to watch. [i]The strongest one, then.[/i]

[color=LightSlateGray]“Combusken,”[/color] Dana said. 

Her Combusken was instantly in front of the wild Purugly, its legs trailing streaks of dust through the air as it hurled forth a Sand Attack. The enemy Purugly, though, sprang out of the way, threatening a Fake Out that Dana’s Combusken narrowly dodged.

[color=LightSlateGray]“Double Kick,”[/color] Dana said, watching as her Combusken turned to land the move. [i]If it were a Blaziken rather than a Combusken, that Fake Out wouldn’t have even come to its waist, much less its eyes.[/i]
[h3] [/h3][hider=Notes][h3] [/h3][u]     Pokemon:          [/u]
[list][*]Duskull ♂ — Lvl 34^
[*]Venusaur ♀ — Lvl 34^
[*]Combusken ♂ — Lvl 35
[*]Scizor ♂ — Lvl 34^
[*]Marshtomp ♂ — Lvl 35^
[*]Clefable ♀ — Lvl 34^
[/list][indent] [/indent][/hider] 
[indent] [/indent][hr][@Balthazar007] Combusken — Double Kick > Purugly, male, lvl 36
If Dana wins, she’ll throw a Pokeball
[h3] [/h3][indent] [/indent][hr][h3][color=Khaki]Camden Montero[/color][/h3][hr][sup][i]Egypt  ||  Town Square  ||  May 17th, Midday[/i][/sup][indent] [/indent]
Egypt was much warmer than Camden was prepared for, with its blinding sunlight and searing heat. Even the breeze was warm—something that, though made sense intuitively, had never occurred to Camden quite like it did as he stalked through the square. He was willingly suffering the sweat and likely sunburns, though, for there was a name on the list of local Pokemon that he would lay down his life hunting, sun or not.

[i]Eevee oh Eevee, where art thou Eevee,[/i] Camden thought, pausing at a bench at the edge of the street to pant. He'd chosen not to release his Pokemon due to the heat: Thea’s goth theme made zero sense in Egypt heat, and though Ruby would likely enjoy the harsh sunlight, Camden didn’t feel the need to summon a walking reminder that he was slower than a oversized cherry in the sun. Sure his pace had been a bit zealous for the first hour of searching, but he’d been fighting the urge to feel dejected after coming up with nothing but Skitty and Glameow all over town. 

Pulling out his water bottle, Camden took a chug, scanning the rather empty square in front of him. Clearly the locals had more common sense than him.

As he moved to sit down on the bench, however, he spotted a tail—a brown tail.

[i]No way,[/i] he thought, grinning as he pulled out Ruby’s Pokeball. But there it was—an Eevee dozing underneath the bench, clearly worn out from the sun. 

Releasing Ruby, Camden made frantic shushing signals before pointing fervently at the resting Eevee. Ruby got the gist, nodding when Camden put his fist to his palm.

[i]Might be a cheap shot, but I sweated for this opportunity,[/i] Camden thought, carefully backing away from the bench as Ruby laid his Leech Seed and readied himself for a Tackle. [i]And I’ll be damned if I don’t get an Eevee out of this entire endeavor.[/i]
[h3] [/h3][hider=Notes][h3] [/h3][u]     Pokemon:          [/u]
[list][*]Ruby // Cherubi ♂ — Lvl 11^: modest
[*]Thea // Gothita ♀ — Lvl 11: sassy
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[indent] [/indent][hr][@Balthazar] Cherubi — Tackle (supplemented by Chlorophyll ability) > Eevee, male, lvl 12
If Camden wins, he'll throw a Pokeball.