The Grand Opening

[driftingmods]

[A large WELCOME sign is hanging from the buildings when you walk into Levanta Town, but that seems to be the only sign that today is any different than any other day. The villagers are simply going about their daily business. However, if they are approached they are more than happy to explain the region as well as they can to any new arrivals.

Welcome to Levanta Town in The Drifting Land!]

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[powerfulwarrior]

[Gurdurr uses his steel to block the Strength-Crunch, though it drives him into the mud a little too much for Hilber't comfort. Slowed by the mud on his fur or not, it wasn't good for the Fighting-type to keep on in this weather. He knows she's looking for an opening to toss in Emboar, and can't help but wonder about that sixth ball bouncing on her belt like that. It hadn't been used yet, right? Emboar, Seismitoad, Stoutland, Gothitelle, Galvantula... No, it hadn't. That'd be one to watch for.]

Swing it off, Gurs! [Flying dog? Flying dog. Otherwise those pretty teeth of his were going with it.]

[heroineoftruth]

[Stoutland flies into the air, knocked out -- she returns him before he hits the ground. Man, that Gurdurr was strong. No wonder he hadn't been worried despite his dwindling numbers. Emboar's back out, stretching, and she grins at him.]

You're my last hope, Emboar. [Unless she wanted to chance Reshiram.] I know things are a little wet, but let's use this to our advantage, all right?

[What advantage, is what he seems to ask, and she shrugs. The mud made things sliding easier, so maybe--]

Roll Out!

[Of course, it could run aground, too, but a few solid hits'll still be better than nothing.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Hilbert's got the upmost faith in his partners' abilities, and definitely in Gurdurr's. He'd been with the trainer for a long time now, and they practically moved as one. Gurdurr is a little too slow in unsticking himself from the mud, but at least the messy Roll Out knocks him out of his spot.]

Toss him up! [So the next time that pig comes around, Gurdurr'll be sticking his steel into the ground and angling it to send Emboar Pop Flying. Naturally leaving his back open for an attack, but at least it gets rid of one annoying attack.]

[heroineoftruth]

[The rain's slowed to a drizzle, at least, so that won't wear too hard on her Mega Fire Pig. And this just gives her an aerial advantage.]

Flamethrower! [A big line of flame shooting down at that exposed backside, Gurdurr. And an Emboar to go with it; once the fire begins to hit, the pig'll barrel through it with an Assurance.

Because while he's a fire-type, fire still hurts, and it doubles Assurance's attack power.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[While Fire's not anything special against Fighting, and Dark's even worse, the combination takes Gurdurr by surprise and he's down. Not like he could get up with Emboar practically on top of him anyway, weakened as he was, and Hilbert slips the Ether away in disappointment. So much for using that to re-energize his pal.

A thankful return for Gurdurr back to his ball and Hilbert takes off his hat, running his hand through his hair and grinning something fierce.]

Looks like I've got a way's to go before I can beat you and your Emboar, Hilda. You're just as beautiful kicking my butt as you are on the Subway!

[heroineoftruth]

[Hilbert, you left your swag. Be careful or you'll wake up covered in bitches.]

The same to you! [Emboar gets a nice, big hug when she runs over to him. Her biiig biig fire pig!] Should we head over to the Shrine now? Or maybe the Pokécenter...

[Emboar is coo' with all of it. He's also coo' with giving Hilbert a friendly smack on the back when the two of them get over to him. Hey, bro!!]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Ain't no way to turn it off, because he doesn't even realize he does it.]

If that offer to heal my Pokémon's still good, we could ahead over to the-- [Oof! Ouch. Yes. hi, Emboar, you get a pat back too.] To the Shrine.

[heroineoftruth]

[She digs through her bag and hands over six Revives; girl's always well-stocked before she leaves town, spending all her money on supplies before she leaves.]

Isn't the winner supposed to get something from the loser, instead of the other way around? [A little tease - she won't take anything but a good battle from you, Hilbert, and you gave her more than that. Emboar rolls his eyes at the flirting-not-flirting though. Honestly, children.]

[powerfulwarrior]

Aw, I'll pay you back with lunch or something like that. [His proud six get their Revives as well as some Hyper Potions to boot (that is something he kept stock of) and he tosses them out, check out their growth if any.]

You guys did great! Especially you, Bols, for holding out against Emboar over there. He was a tough nut 'til the end. [After the quick examination, he returns all but Pansear and nods at the Shrine.]

Shall we?

[heroineoftruth]

[Sorry, Hilbert - while you were praising your six, she decided waiting was too stressful (especially with how'd she been moving with the battle before) and went ahead. Hilda waves at him from the Shrine, Emboar beside her.]

What're you waiting for? Come on!

[powerfulwarrior]

[Well, call him Betsy. Except not really. He jogs up, Pansear clinging to his head, and keeps light on his feet, bouncing on his heels a little.]

You're still feeling the battle, huh?

[heroineoftruth]

[Is Betsy better than Hilbert? 'Cause she'll call him it if he prefers.]

Can't help it! I feel like I've been asleep for days [and she probably has] and it's just got my blood pumping. I'm sure my team'll agree, when they're awake. [All the Revives she had she gave to Hilbert -- she didn't have too many left after her battle with N and Ghetsis.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[N-No! Hilbert's fine!]

Did you give me all of yours? Sheesh. Give thanks and let's get your friends to the Center, they'll be sad if they're out for too long.

[heroineoftruth]

[Aw!]

Revives are expensive, you know! And I had a really tough battle before I got here. [Honestly, bro. But she'll kneel down to give her thanks, with Emboar doing the same, then stand and look at the Pokécenter across the way.] Want to race?

[powerfulwarrior]

[Hmm. Whatcha think, Pansear, could we take her? The monkey certainly thinks so, so he's the first one ahead of the group and reading Hilbert's hat as the flag.]

Hey-- I guess that's a yes. Pans'll be our starter. [Which means he'll be ready for the metaphorical drop of the hat.] No using Emboar as a ride, even if he's not that fast. Poor guy must be tired out.

[heroineoftruth]

[Emboar snorts, a little fire coming out of his nose, and Hilda quirks.]

I'm sure he is, but he seems to think otherwise. [Pig-headed... pig. She stretches low, getting ready.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Mmmm dat stretching Hilbert laughs at Emboar, and keeps a close eye on his own Fire-type.]

I would too, if I wanted to impress someone I knew. [His Pansear's got a bias for Hilbert, so he gives him a quick wink to let him know he's about to drop the hat and does so.

Race, start!]

[heroineoftruth]

[Perv Hilda's off as soon as it hits the dirt, no other words needed. Emboar watches her exasperatedly before starting off on his own walk to the PokéCenter.

Trainers are so difficult, aren't they Pansear?]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Of course Hilbert's just a bit ahead of her because of that heads-up Pansear gave him, but man can she catch up. Pansear'll just pick up the hat and race up to Emboar, putting it on the pig's head as he climbs up for a nice walk to the center.

Toootally. They just need to relax, instead of always being so ready to compete and stuff. It's tiring just watching them, you know?]

[heroineoftruth]

[If asked, Hilda'd say she let him win. As it is, she's still tired from sleeping forever, and while the exercise does her good, her muscles are still used to laying in bed for three or four days. So while she catches up, she doesn't quite pass him.

He might've won the battle but he won't win the war --]

[powerfulwarrior]

[He won the war! He totally did! Fist-punching the air, heck yes.]

Haha, looks like that battle tired you out more than I thought! Maybe we can grab a bite to eat here too. [But they'll wait for the slow Fire-types first ofc.]

[heroineoftruth]

That'd be great. I'm starving. [Emboar is taking his dear sweet time, though. He has lots to discuss about Stupid Trainers with his new monkey pal.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Juuust watching them.

Yup.

...

They need to move their asses. Jerking his head at the pair.] ... Do you think they'd mind if we just went ahead? They look like they're having fun.

[heroineoftruth]

Emboar probably would, but it's his fault for not hurrying up, right? Let's go.

[She'll even head into the center first - mostly because her Pokémon. Yeahhh.]

[powerfulwarrior]

[Right behind her yeaaaaah he'll get the food while she heals her friends. Sandwiches are cool right.]