[center][h1][color=37B5A9]Stephanie Irwin[/color][/h1]
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Pokedollars: 1800
1xpotion
4xpokeballs
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[color=80FCFF]Dusk[/color]
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Species: Litwick
Type: Fire/Ghost
Level: 6
Status: Dunking on some scumbag loser
Moves: Smog, Ember, Astonish
Ability: Infiltrator- Passes through the opposing barrier, substitute, and the like and strikes.
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[color=A8A7A5]Dennis[/color]
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Species: Pidove
Type: Flying/Normal
Level: 4
Status: No longer Beaten to a pulp
Moves: Gust, Growl, Leer
Ability: Super Luck- Increases the critical hit ratio by 1 stage.
Held Item: 
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She had won her first official battle as a trainer! While it wasn't the win some might've imagined or the opponent one mightn't have imagined, it was still something to hang her hat on. The taste of victory was sweet as the Sneasal fell to a knee, struggling to move as Steph moved to scoop up Dusk. The Litwick for the most part seemed keen to go on, and a little disappointed the fight was over. Not that Dusk got to mop for long before finding himself hugged tightly against Steph.

[color=37B5A9]"Fuck yayh! We diied ih' Dusk!"[/color] And there we go, she seemed to be back to her usual gibberish sounding accent. With the excitement of her first win still coursing through her, she now turned her attention to the petty thief. He seemed to be taking the loss somewhat admirably at least, so maybe he wasn't too bad-oh son of a protestant whore! 

Now if he thought Steph was mad before, oh boy. Freya had barely looked up from the Sneasal she was attending to and Steph was already giving chase to this man. Like a woman possessed, she was moving faster than a freight train; and she was probably going to hurt more when she caught up to this man. [color=37B5A9]"Geh' bahck heah yah fuckin gutless twaht! Oy'm gaowin t' bryke yoah fuckin sheens!"[/color] She would yell after him as she stopped for a moment, winding back her arm as she chucked a pokeball at the mans legs the moment she got a straight line shot at him. It was Dusk's pokeball, she thinks anyway but she kinda just reached to her belt so could be an empty one, and even if she didnt stop him it would hopefully give her the time to catch up to him.

Because oh boy, if she did she was planning on spear tackling this man to the ground and beating him within an inch of his life.