Azerus gave a shiver as he slumped against the hard stone wall and slid down to the dirt ridden floor. A cool breeze signalled the start of night fall and had an icy bite as it pressed against his wet clothes. The water accentuated the red streaks patterned across his torn pants from all the fresh scratches below on his shins and calfs. He looked to his exhausted pokemon who had also collapsed on the floor. It had been a full-on day.
"Good job guys." he says proudly as he gives them a thankful nod. "Treats for you both when we get to the next town. If we ever get there..."
As much as Azerus wanted a proper rest, the night was not over and there was still much to do and ground to cover. With a groan he slowly got back up and made his way to the entrance of the cave. A short while later he found remnants of his guitar case and some of the packed supplies from within it. After collecting some dry twigs he returned to the cave and used his salvaged tools to start a small fire and prepare a little meal.
"Now let's meet our new friend." He says finding a cheery voice amongst all his ache. Tapping his pokeball, Zubat appears before them in a bright red flash.
"Zu, zu!" it called out. "Hey! You will all get along. Alright. Azerus sternly warns. As he cooks his simple canned meal and shares a taste with his pokemon, they busily chat amongst themselves, enjoy the small fire and occasionally search about, never going too far. It was a good bonding moment as they shared each other's company. Zubat was still the outsider and Azerus wondered if it was just because he was new or because both the other pokemon had had bad experiences with zubats before. Either way it seemed to strengthen the rock pokemons bond.
"Alright guys, time for you all to get some rest." One by one he petted and zapped them back into their pokeballs. Gathering the remnants of his stuff, once again he headed back out into the forest. Heading towards the nearest train station. It had been one hell of a day, he was once again battered and bruised for it but his pokemon grew closer and he had a new member to his team.
(Journey to Atana Mountain Range-on the right path.)
A familiar screech caught Azerus and rhyhorn's attention. It was followed by an even more familiar cry. With out needing to acknowledge one another the duo gathered their strength and charged after the sound into a nearby cave entrance.
Drawing out his water soaked, cracked, pokedex for its faint illumination, Azerus finds his roggenrola a short way into the cave getting swooped by a Zubat. Azerus instantly runs and dives over his pokemon, creating a barrier around it and taking the bunt of zubat's attacks. "You ok buddy." he asks. Roggenrola gave a faint nod. "Alright mate, let's do this. Iron defence."
As roggenrola's hide took a metallic sheen Azerus stood up. "Rhyhorn, rock throw!" with that he holds out roggenrola who jumps down onto rhyhorn's waiting head and springboards back into the air as rhyhorn launches him at the Zubat. Roggenrola spins like a bullet towards the Zubat. A direct hit had them both falling to the ground. Azerus moving quick, dove to catch his rock pokemon before it hit the ground. At the same time he launched a pokeball to catch the zubat.
The bombardment from the three bidoofs continued. Rhyhorn roared his name as he awkwardly stumbled around trying to catch one. Every now and then he would slightly graze one with an indirect hit but not enough to take it out. It was a battle to see if his hard hide could hold out until he landed such a hit. His frustration only lowering his chances.
"Uh, ah, umm." Azerus stammered as he looked on helplessly. Feeling the full weight of his uselessness, unable to form a solid thought or action.
It was roggenrola who acted first. Launching into the fray with a headbutt to intercept an attack.
"Right!" Azerus yells as he snaps out of his befuddlement. Choosing to help his Pokemon he grabs his main and biggest possession, his guitar. Stepping on into the battle, giving his guitar a mighty heave, he swings at a flying bidoof mid attack. A loud crack snaps through the forest as he catches it mid air and sends it hurtling into the nearby lake with a big splash. With the distraction rhyhorn caught one of the others on his horn and it soon followed its friend with a loud 'splash' as it finally plummeted into the lake. Azerus with his now broken guitar slung over his shoulder, his very frustrated rhyhorn and a pumped up roggenrola nearly ready to explode with how hard he has made his skin, surround and stare down at the last bidoof. Wisely the pokemon retreats, scampering towards the lake where it eventually throws itself in.
Once again there was no time to rejoice in victory or even catch ones breath. After the bidoofs popped their head out the water so did a bibarel. Just as Azerus pulled out his faulty pokedex to check it out, another popped its head out, then another and another swam into view from down stream. Suddenly there were so many. They screeched and chitterd angrily to one another and Azerus grew very nervous. Rightfully so. At once they all turned to stare at Azerus and his companions. Their cheeks puffed up and one by one they all began to blast a powerful jet of water from their mouth. Each time a new one joined its own water gun combined with the others forming into one heavy powerful blast.
Roggenrola was the first to get swept away, crying as he got washed away into the bushes. Azerus was knocked off his feet but managed to cling to his rhyhorn until he two fell to his side and groaned as he was shoved by the immense water pressure through the forest. After what could only be described as a fast paced, heart pounding, dangerous, life threatening, crazy waterslide ride, did the duo come to an eventual stop against a rocky cliff wall.
(Journey to Atana Mountain Range-Wet, separated and lost.)
Bidoof used rollout and slammed into Azerus's rhyhorns face. The attack seemed to do little but anger rhyhorn, but it was not over. The little bidoof had bounced off and was still spinning, picking up speed it charged at the rhyhorn again. "Harden!" [/I] Azerus yells. Hoping his pokemon can withstand the attacks. Rhyhorn is hit again and groans from the increasing power of the impact. The bidoof bounces off once again and continues to spin, continually gaining more and more momentum. This time as rhyhorn recovers from the last attack the wild bidoof comes hurtling towards his side. Stepping forward without instruction the rhyhorn swung its heavy tail and battered away the oncoming pokemon.
"nice work!" [/I] As the small rodent sailed through the air and hard into the trunk of a wide tree. Azerus's growing concern subsided and his confidence returned. Rhyhorn seemed pretty proud of itself too. Before they could rejoice in turning the tide, two more bidoofs rolled out of the surrounding shrubbery. In an instant the three were on him, launching head butts, scratches and bites from all over. Azerus could only watch on, they moved so fast, every move supporting the others, battling with a perfect team unison. Rhyhorn was taking a heavy bombardment. Things did not look good.
(Journey to Atana Mountain Range-a wild overwhelming battle.)
TP:
6 +1 (post) +1 (league) TP=8
INVENTORY:
pokeball x4
electric guitar and case
one set of clothes
one set of rags
basic travel rations + supplies
POKEMON:
Roggenrola-3, worn out/energetic
Rhyhorn-2, hurt/tiring
empty
empty
empty
empty
Vivian
Feyhollow
18 Vivian said her good byes, as did her parents. Embracing and fussing over the girls as if they were all their own children. After ensuring the girls would be careful they finally let them go. "Alright, we gotta do this but be careful at the same time. " Vivian said aloud, seemingly informing herself. The tire marks were not hard to follow, the damage they left was obvious and clear. Vivian pauses and addresses her friends. "Hey, maybe if we are gonna get out Pokemon to help we should let them know what's going on?" she asks.
(For the first part it will be a clear uneventful trip, feel free to engage your Pokemon or each other as they walk towards their destination. A bit of free form.)
Chapter One: Broken flowers
Poachers, possibly 3, have attacked the Vaud's botanical flower garden, using Pokemon and a vehicle, damaging the Vaud's lively hood and stealing their Pokemon. The friendly trio have investigated the scene and now follow the tire tracks.
Rhyhorn gave a good chase but the elusive Pokemon was always just out of sight. Trees rustled, branches snapped and the pursuit continued. Rhyhorn took the direct approach, a straight line. Toppling small trees, crunching shrubbery and smashing through little boulders without a care. Azerus on the other hand did care, it may not have hurt the rock pokemons hard solid hide but it was scratching up his soft fleshy legs pretty bad, not to mention tearing through his last pair of good jeans.
He realised rhyhorn was probably not agile enough to dodge all the disasters and even if they tried he would surely lose that pokemon for good. This was a matter of revenge now. Azerus pushed on through the pain and scrapes. "Let's go rhyhorn! Keep it up!" He cheers, encouraging his pokemon.
He was surprised when rhyhorn came to a screeching halt. Nearly toppling off the front of his stead, Azerus ended up planted awkwardly on its face just narrowly avoiding its horn. Looking up he saw a wide river cutting through the lush under forest right in front of them. 'Damnit!' He thought as he regained his seating, that's when he noticed something else exciting.
One door closes and another one opens.
A bidoof stood a short distance away gnawing at the base of a tree. Azerus had seen one of these before. It was the woman's one pokemon he didn't battle. Now he decided to find out what he missed out on. Sliding of rhyhorn he patted the big beast. "You got it this time." he assured him. Rhyhorn snorted, bidoof growled. "GO!" Azerus yelled. Rhyhorn did what it always did, it charged. Bidoof aware of the oncoming attack curled himself into some sort of defensive ball. The attack sent him flying into the bushes. A moment later he came rolling back out, still in a ball he slammed into rhyhorn's face.