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Beau would grab onto Larry's hand, using it to lift himself up of the ground before he grabbed onto the sword. "So, what am I supposed to be learning here?" Beau questioned, giving a few test swings with Larry's sword.

Attempting to watch the flying pebble as it hid in the glare from the water, Beau gambled a bit and placed the sword in where he hoped the thing would hit. A satisfying ting would sound off as it bounced off the wooden blade and landed on the ground in front of the Spewpa hybrid. Giving a small pump of his fist, he began to nod at Larry. "Let's try again."

Beau stared at the oncoming rock, his eyes finally adjusting to the glare and giving him some advantage. He swung the sword with a lazy arc, bouncing away the pebble he picked up on. Watching it bounce away, he was prepared to cheer when his wide open mouth was victimized by the second pebble. Quickly choking down the small rock before he could suffocate on it, the Bug hybrid would simply stare at Larry for a moment before sighing. "I'm no good at this stuff, am I? Can't do this, can't be at least invisible at school, and can't even stay in one place. This has been a winning experience." Beau whined out, staring at the ground near his feet pointedly as he thew the sword back towards Larry.

Staring up at Larry for a moment before finally grabbing the sword from where he had thrown it, the Scatterbug hybrid would simply stare down the Pinsir hybrid as he spoke up. "Okay then. Let's try this again then. And I'll hopefully start doing better." Beau fired back, standing his ground.

Further back, in the area of forest where Beau had grabbed his stick to duel Larry, a gust of wind would blow away the small coverings that Beau had thrown up over the majority of the clearing to reveal a small camp with only sparse belongings and a single picture of Beau and his father from around the time that Beau and Larry had met.

A puff of powder would greet Larry's constant hacking of the brush, a wire planted in the brush having been triggered by the sword. "Larry, I'll fess up when those close-minded morons decide to crack open their thin skulls and expand their view beyond what they consider the best!" A voice crowed out from the brush, a dark shadow taking off with a cackle and puff of powder. Looked like Larry might have his prey on the run now, especially given the hard brush that Beau was sprinting towards.

A black blur would rush through the woods in front of Larry, dodging and weaving through patches of land where there appeared no need to do so. Perhaps Beau might pay off in paying attention to these movements? "This ain't no game, you idiot! Maybe if you did something new you'd see why!" Beau crowed, throwing a few rocks in Larry's direction.

Well, he wasn't doing himself any favors on this trip.

Beau could watch and gape at the sight of his friend, traditionally the slow one of their duo, spontaneously gain a level of speed he wouldn't think one could normally run and close the nice distance he had left between them. And behind him, through the ground Beau would have sworn was on fire, the multitude of traps he had plowed through activated and harmlessly fire off into open air.So much for those. Wait, wasn't there something just as bad to focus on?

Oh right, the Pinsir hybrid in midair as he screamed and aimed to tackle Beau. Well, he would only manage to mutter out a "Son of a...", before the flying brown streak took him to the ground. Finding himself now pinned to the ground, Beau looked up in the trees before giving a lackluster whistle. And his last resort came streaking out of the canopy in a red blur with a Quick Attack from a Yanma. Hopefully that would do something to let Beau be free.