The fighting fire-type's Pokeball on Michael's belt shook extra hard, and he grabbed it, chuckling. "Yeah, he gets a little... Tense when he doesn't get a good fight in. Even if he loses, he just has to let off steam once in a while- No pun intended." He took the ball up, and threw it down letting the humanoid fire-type from its home, and the second it hit the floor, it leaped into the air, fist bright, doing an open Sky Uppercut attack on the air. It landed, smiling and laughing its name as it then began kicking the air.
"...Uh... Yeah, haven't got him out in a while... I mean, I haven't been in a real battle that I've needed him for." At this, Blaziken glared at him coldly, halting his kicks. "Uh, no insult intended. Meant that I didn't want you burning any bugs or birds to a crisp."
Satisfied, the fire-bird performed and roundhouse kick to the air again, and then stood still, breathing heavily.
"I swear, he's going to tire himself before we even GET to Pewter..."