(OOC: Heyo, folks. This RP is between JayJay and I. Short posts are short. We're doing our best. Practice makes perfect, right?)
“Bite him, Growlithe!” The Pokemon jumped into the air and grabbed onto the foe Rattata with it’s teeth. The Rattata quickly shook off the fierce Pokemon and prepared a counter move.
“Rattata, don‘t give it up yet! Use your quick attack!” The foe trainer put a smile on his face. The Rattata dashed quickly to the left and right of the Growlithe’s vision then clashed into its side. The Pokemon fell over, wounded from the fight. It was tired from the fight.
“I believe in you, Growlithe. Can you give it one more shot?” The female trainer clenched her fist in hopes of her young Pokemon being able to continue. Her Growlithe stood up once more, standing its ground. “Finish him off with Ember, my friend.” The Pokemon drew in a breath and released with several embers of fire flowing through the air, attacking the purple Pokemon in front of them. The Rattata then fainted.
“No!” the opponent cried out. He fell to his knees, saddened by the loss. The female trainer walked up to him, putting the exhausted Rattata in her arms. She held out an open hand to him, helping him up. It was obvious now that he was younger than her. He looked about the age of ten.
“Hey, kiddo.“ He looked up to her, observing her face. “Don’t get so down. You nearly had me beat for a minute there.” She put his Pokemon back into his arms. “Train your Pokemon and they’ll get stronger. Maybe we’ll meet again someday and we can battle again. Good luck in Kanto.” The boy smiled. She stood up and walked over to her Pokemon, which was patiently waiting for its trainer to return. “Great job today. You deserve a rest, my friend. Return to your Pokeball.” The Growlithe flashed red and the Pokeball she now held had closed.
The female trainer returned back to the deck to catch a view of the sunset. She peered over the railing and relaxed. She smiled, reflecting back on her cruise. The S.S. Anne would be docking in Vermillion City, Kanto, tomorrow afternoon. The boat had traveled all around the world from Kanto to Unova and back again. The two weeks of her vacation were coming to a close. She sat down in a lounge chair and picked up a magazine. Moments later, a woman walked up to her.
"Miss...?"
"Powell. Claire Powell."
"Well, Miss Powell, would you like an Oran berry? I'm handing them out to the trainers on deck"
"Yes, please. And thank you."
Given the Oran berry, Claire called out her Growlithe and handed the young Pokemon the snack. After eating it, young pup curled up on a pillow beside her. Its coat glimmered in the sunlight. Some distance away, several trainers were peering over the edge of the boat.
“Bite him, Growlithe!” The Pokemon jumped into the air and grabbed onto the foe Rattata with it’s teeth. The Rattata quickly shook off the fierce Pokemon and prepared a counter move.
“Rattata, don‘t give it up yet! Use your quick attack!” The foe trainer put a smile on his face. The Rattata dashed quickly to the left and right of the Growlithe’s vision then clashed into its side. The Pokemon fell over, wounded from the fight. It was tired from the fight.
“I believe in you, Growlithe. Can you give it one more shot?” The female trainer clenched her fist in hopes of her young Pokemon being able to continue. Her Growlithe stood up once more, standing its ground. “Finish him off with Ember, my friend.” The Pokemon drew in a breath and released with several embers of fire flowing through the air, attacking the purple Pokemon in front of them. The Rattata then fainted.
“No!” the opponent cried out. He fell to his knees, saddened by the loss. The female trainer walked up to him, putting the exhausted Rattata in her arms. She held out an open hand to him, helping him up. It was obvious now that he was younger than her. He looked about the age of ten.
“Hey, kiddo.“ He looked up to her, observing her face. “Don’t get so down. You nearly had me beat for a minute there.” She put his Pokemon back into his arms. “Train your Pokemon and they’ll get stronger. Maybe we’ll meet again someday and we can battle again. Good luck in Kanto.” The boy smiled. She stood up and walked over to her Pokemon, which was patiently waiting for its trainer to return. “Great job today. You deserve a rest, my friend. Return to your Pokeball.” The Growlithe flashed red and the Pokeball she now held had closed.
The female trainer returned back to the deck to catch a view of the sunset. She peered over the railing and relaxed. She smiled, reflecting back on her cruise. The S.S. Anne would be docking in Vermillion City, Kanto, tomorrow afternoon. The boat had traveled all around the world from Kanto to Unova and back again. The two weeks of her vacation were coming to a close. She sat down in a lounge chair and picked up a magazine. Moments later, a woman walked up to her.
"Miss...?"
"Powell. Claire Powell."
"Well, Miss Powell, would you like an Oran berry? I'm handing them out to the trainers on deck"
"Yes, please. And thank you."
Given the Oran berry, Claire called out her Growlithe and handed the young Pokemon the snack. After eating it, young pup curled up on a pillow beside her. Its coat glimmered in the sunlight. Some distance away, several trainers were peering over the edge of the boat.