pokedrifting | The Grand Opening

Most of them. He's never really unnerved me, though.

[She studies the Samurott when Hilbert lets her out, smiling fondly. Still as commanding a presence as ever, despite her nature. Hilbert's question makes her lean back and frown, stretching her arms over her head and mess with the ends of her put-up hair, thinking.]

There's no way that could be. I mean, two Cherens? Can you imagine? All those lectures... [Not groaning, no. They were interesting, and he taught them so simply, and they were pretty handy for battling, but... Cheren lecturing.] I wouldn't mind two Biancas, though. She's a great shopper.

You're probably used to it.

[The groan's mimicked back at her the second she mentions two Cherens, but he nods at the next part.]

Two Biancas would be amazing, but I definitely want to see two Cherens face off against each other and see who's stronger. They'd be a good match-up with their skills.

[Samurott slips over to Hilda and nudges her a little, wanting just oooone pet or three, and after that she'll catch up to Stoutland to meet the new, erm, Electric-type friend he picked up. How unnerving.]

[Samurott gets a few idle pats. And by a few we mean five. Nice, slow ones.]

If yours got Snivy, then he'd automatically have the type advantage over the one I know... Cheren's always been good at getting out of tough situations, though, so the one I know'd probably win, no sweat.

[Oh, she's certainly happy about that.]

They're probably end in a draw, or keep winning back and forth like some kind of mind game. Bianca'd probably just have fun instead of battle. [Stoutland barks for them to hurry up, because while they're gabbing like old ladies they're already at the shrine. Trainers!]

[Oh-- Shrine! Right! Here, they should speed up. So Hilda'll grab his hand and jog to meet their Pokémon. You don't mind, right Hilbert?

Look, she can even keep the convo going while jogging.]

Bianca'd go to the Poké Musical and talk to her double about what accessories go with what Pokémon. Meanwhile, the two Cherens would debate about strategies and complain about their best friends. Right?

[Oh he doesn't mind at all, as long as the conversation's still going. Grinning too.]

Sounds just like them! You and I'll just have to balance it out with some good old-fashioned no-bars sparring, huh? I wouldn't mind seeing your team off the Subway. [But the shrine is more important, right Hilbert?]

[Woah! Wait! Forget the shrine! Forget it! She heard sparring! Like, battling! Screechin' to a halt!

Battling!]

I wouldn't mind seeing yours off it either! Why don't we do that right now, huh? I promise to go easy on you.

[lol shrine what shrine there is no shrine there is only Galvantula wishing Hilda was not so eager to battle all the time.]

[Stoutland is reeling at the sudden change, oh come onnnn it'd been so good. How do you live with this, Galvantula? Samurott just makes a laughing sound and slip her way over to Hilbert, who's matched her stop for stop.]

Go easy on me? I'm pretty sure we're equal in skill, Hilda, so let's just have some fun! Six Pokémon, max three on the field, no restrictions on anything except-- [And this is important!] Nothing near the shrine. It'd be a mistake to anger Landorus. Oh, and no Revives, I guess. I haven't had time to stock up on any, and it'd be pretty unfair to use them in battle if one of us couldn't. That fair?

[He doesn't.]

Sounds good to me. [Hilbert's already got two Pokémon out, so she looks through her balls for her choices - can't use Reshiram, heaven forbid that Dragon get on the loose - and chooses Emboar and Gothitelle. She grins at her two new comrades (Emboar gives Samurott a lookover and Gothitelle brushes her dress when she notices Hilbert; it paid to keep ones self looking the best in front of an average-looking human) and slips her thumbs in her belt loops. Not arrogant, just confident.]

I won't need 'em anyway. I'll be sure to give you a few after the battle, though, so your team can get back up and running.

[Fair enough. Gothitelle, huh? Hadn't seen that around in his part of Unova, but he'd seen a fair amount of trainers who had them. Hm... Let's see, he'll toss out a Boldore as his last choice. A newer companion, but an important one all the same.]

Come here Stouts, we're gearing up! [Uggghhhhh fiiineee trotting over grumpily.] Hilda, meet my team. Samus, Bols, and Stouts. I hope you'll provide a good a challenge as I know you will!

[Boldore, huh? Stoutland was a big risk, but-- Boldore had the advantage over two of her Pokémon. It'd have to be taken care of first...]

Same to you. [A little grin.] Ladies first.

[Gothitelle is so unamused, Hilda. She is a Lady. Not Hilbert. He didn't even have manners to be one!!]

[Seriously, he was more of a Duke.]

That means you're up to bat, Miss Hilda. [Oh cut the flirting/not-flirting. Stout's sick of it.]

[Duke? Ha! More like a stablehand.]

You sure about that? [She's all fine with going first, though. It gives her a chance to do this --] Gothitelle, Embargo!

[Those wonderful dark things circling your team, Hilbert? Good luck trying to use items now.]

[Oh damn, smart.]

Stouts, Work Up! We'll hit that fair Lady of her's hard with a follow-up Crunch! [A quick movement of his hand and Boldore kind of shuffles off to the side of the field, preparing a good amount of Strength'd and Power Gems for something special. Samurott's just awaiting the next attack as Stoutland follows orders.]

[Never let the knights move first, Queen. They're one of the few who're allowed to take you out.]

Galvantula, catch that Stoutland in a web! [She pauses, then grins.] Wouldn't hurt to get that Samurott either.

[The web won't hold - or hurt - Stoutland for long, she knows, but a quick glance to Gothitelle gives her the initiative to set a Future Sight on the bothersome pup - if concentrating on the psychic power needed still makes her a possible target for when Stoutland inevitably gets her, despite the web. That Boldore was definitely bad news -- whatever Hilbert was planning, she couldn't just let it get through.]

Emboar!

[Surprisingly speedy, for a fat pig, but not by much; he's there to take hits, not be the fastest on the field, but that doesn't mean his Arm Thrust won't be good on that Rock.

Galvantula finishes his web as quick as he can, by the way; won't hurt Boldore any, but Samurott's sure to do the electric boogaloo by it.]

[Oh for sure Samurott's hit hard, but Hilbert's quick to use the web to his advantage while Emboar's busy trying to smash down that rock.] Aqua Jet!

[Right at you, electricity tingling in her water and all. Boldore himself pretty much locks up in a futile defense against the Arm Thrust, but he's hoping that help will get the pig to back off.

Stoutland in the meanwhile does bust through his own and Crunch down hard on Gothitelle, though none of that excellent electricity got into him. Except for static, so the cute popping sounds are a twist.]

When you get the chance Boldore, you know what to do! [Which would be to cover Galvantula in those rocks he'd been building up, yup. If he ever got the chance.]

[Gothitelle's seriously no good with Dark; try as she might, Hilda can't get her to do better with it - mostly due to the little lady's preference of fainting away instead of trying to get out of the lock. Which is what she does, and Hilda returns her to her ball. Good job, lady.

No replacements yet though; Galvantula and Emboar are more than enough to take down the three.

The latter's pounding hit after hit on Boldore, but even a trained fighter has to take a breath (and survive the electricity-infused Aqua jet; he isn't one of Hilda's big tankers for nothing, although he's considerably weakened), and that's probably when the rocks get to fall. Galvantula's quick to shoot an Electro Ball at Samurott, before trying to skitter out of the way of the Rock Slide. ~~Cue Yakety Sax~~. A particularly large one lands him, though.

...Okay, two down. No big. She'll make her way to Hyper Potion up her last babe and slide out of the action, judging her chances.]

You're not bad, Hilbert! [Better to compliment his skills, at least.] Better than when I last saw you. Too bad it won't be good enough, right?

[Considering Emboar's larger-than-usual Flamethrower going for Stoutland? Right. She's glad she let him keep his Charcoal; he had refused to give it up for a Fighting-type specialized item, but it might come in handy yet.]

[From three down to two, because Samurott's definitely out after that. He returns her and kisses the ball briefly before looking back at the field and grinning at Hilda.]

You're not too shabby yourself! Battling really suits you! [Stoutland doesn't exactly get the full brunt of the Flamethrower, but he gets a nasty burn regardless and stumbles a little as he shakes off the pain. He's Hilbert's tank for a reason, and he's not afraid to move on his own with a Retaliate run at Emboar. Or he would, if it wasn't for the Future Sight that'd been placed on him before. So it's more like a potential attack and a sudden stop in front of the pig.

Boldore's not forgotten of course.] Power Gem! [The only target in the room, bud. Emboar can't focus on two (potential) attacks, right? Even if the Rock-Pokémon's is significantly weaker because of the damage he's gotten, he's holding on with Sturdy.]

Flattery won't win your battles!

[Heh. Power Gem, huh? All Emboar has to do is give the poor Boldore a shove to knock it out -- usually it's Stoutland with Gothitelle and Emboar, but the movements (if not necessarily the attacks) were the same. He knows Future Sight's coming, so he'll give a final Arm Thrust to Boldore and make his way back to Hilda for some celebratory kisses on the beard.]

You were great, Emboar! I think you deserve a little rest.

[And back in he goes. She'll let Hilbert reveal his hand first this time - especially since she's eyeing her balls and trying to decide if she really needs to use her dragon, or if she can leave him out of the battle like she's hoping to.]

[Oh man, how the tide of battle turns. Returning both of them and giving them a well-deserved rest in his jacket pockets, he fingers his last three and thinks. A definite disadvantage, especially with Samurott out and her Emboar still roaring. After a moment, he tosses out a Beartic and a Pansear, but that's it. His final's a secret.]

Bears and Pans, Hilda. She's a tough opponent, so don't underestimate her just 'cause we're friends! [His Beartic's raring to go, and Pansear hangs out on her shoulder chittering excitedly.]

[Oh, that kind of team, huh? An Ice-type and a Fire-type... She fingers her Pokéballs, trying to look choosy, before tossing out two, just the same as him. Seismitoad and Stoutland look happy to be out, and she gives them a fond wave.]

He's put down two of our trusted members, you two. Don't think lightly of the situation. [Hmmmm. The best way to get Beartic out of the way would be to turn the fire on her, but how--?

Well, that'll come in time. Right now, these two are her champions.]

Your move first, Hilbert!

[Oooh, that's a sweet set-up. She's got tanks all on her team.]

You sure about that? Last time I gave you first go, and you kicked my butt! [But he wastes no time in sending Beartic running in first with a punch to the air, Pansear still on her shoulder, and aiming for a nice Slash on that Seismitoard. Stoutland'll get a taste of Pansear's Flame Burst when they get close too, almost as if to deter any sort of attack on the ice-bear.]

Go for it guys!

I don't have to go first to kick your butt, you know! Seismitoad, Stoutland, let's go!

[She's sure Hilbert'll appreciate his two Pokémon getting a bath - although Muddy Water's not too good for getting clean with. Seismitoad'll take the Slash, just to keep the heat (figuratively speaking) on with a Drain Punch to the Beartic in front of him.

Stoutland, meanwhile, relishes in the heat - it hurts, but it helps with the power of his Reversal attack - which he'll be using on whatever Pokémon's still standing, if the water hasn't snuffed out Pansear's flame completely or Drain Punch hasn't sucked all of Beartic's energy.

She's thought of almost everything, Hilbert. Please.]

[Considering Beartic's the one that has the best health on his team while sinuously sucking in all areas defense? Not good. She's down for the count pretty quickly, but Pansear's quick Acrobatics helps him dodge that Reversal. Hanging on by a string, dude, so he monkeys back over to Hilbert real fast and reminds his trainer he can, in fact, use items.

Moron.

A quick Hyper Potion is all the Fire-Type needs to get back into the game. Thank Speed.] You'll have to keep off that Seismitoad, but Stoutland's gonna be hard to take down too... You've at least got experience with the latter. Go on and do your usual routine!

[His usual routine being Acrobatics + Flame Bursts. It's a fun game he plays with Stouts, much to the dog's annoyance. Singed fur is not pleasant. Hilbert'll keep an eye on Seismitoad too, especially since that Muddy Water can easily toss his Pansear off balance.]

[Muddy Water or not, if Stoutland can get a good grip on the monkey Pokémon with Crunch, Seismitoad's heading in with a green, foul-smelling Mud Shot.

Hilda's hating to see her strong, proud pup get such a beatdown, but he's strong; he's the one who survives past most of the stuff her team goes through. She's got faith in his ability to hang on until they can get Pansear out of the picture.

Then he's still got one Pokémon left - racking her brains to try and remember it, or if he's ever used it in their team battles. She's almost sure it's a Fighting type - one would be hard-pressed to get through Lenora's gym without one - but if she's right on that one, then it's only a matter of time before...

No, even if it came to that - even if Seismitoad and Stoutland were defeated by his last Pokémon, even if Emboar was too - she wouldn't. She'd say she had five Pokémon to start with.

Good.]

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