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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 2:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 2:59 pm
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"How desperate are you to have a strong team again?" Keiko asked me, marveled that this was the second battle I was a part of in such a short time.
"Don't worry, I gave Ralts plenty of time to heal beforehand," I told her, to which the Ralts in question blurted out a confident "Rala!". This, actually, reminded me of the day I caught it, that 'Rala' was the first thing it'd said to me. I believe that's when I decided what to call it. Of course, I didn't see the hints of fear in its face while I was doing all this thinking.
"Okay, Rala, let's calm this dragon down with a nice, soothing, Disarming Voice," I told it, the Ralts almost singing in a beautiful, yet haunting voice that sent Fairy-type energy toward the Shellgon.
(7+1=8/50)
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 3:19 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 3:36 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 3:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 4:00 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 4:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 4:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 9:28 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 9:36 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 9:43 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 9:54 am
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I couldn't tell which of the copies was real either, so I wasn't worried. Rala knew, however. The Ralts tried using Teleport to get out of the way, but she was unfamiliar with the move, having only used it twice before. She didn't use the move quick enough, and ended up being struck by Shelgon's Headbutt. The impact caused her to slide back considerably, landing just in front of me. The pain from the impact wracked her body, causing her concentration to slip. This caused the chi copies to dissipate entirely.
Keiko gasped as I knelt down to inspect the young Pokemon's injuries. She hadn't fainted yet, but she was at death's door, metaphorically speaking. Shelgon, however, had plenty of energy left. But then, it had evolved once before.
I mumbled under my breath and pulled out my last potion, spraying it on her from head to toe. When I was done, it sat up, looking at me with what I assumed was a look of gratitude.
"It's alright," I told her. "You just need practice. Now, get back out there and don't give up." Rala cooed in response, using Teleport to move herself back into the battlefield.
(15+1=16/35)
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 10:06 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 10:11 am
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I cursed silently as I backed up, trying to keep myself save from the burning ground. Another brilliant tactic, but unless the ground that the Training Room was made out of was flammable, the benefits wouldn't last long.
Rala, once again, had to Teleport out of the way to keep herself safe. However, having to use the same move so many times in a row was taxing, and so her range with the move was becoming more and more limited. Still, there was one area in the battlefield that wasn't on fire.
"Ral," she chirped, looking down at Shelgon's face from her perch atop the dragon Pokemon's back.
(16+1=17/35)
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 10:19 am
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