pokedrifting | The Grand Opening

[Huh. He's not usually the kind of guy to think someone suspicious - least of all his friend! - but this is just fishy.]

That's weird. Not the Tepig part, Bianca's is really strong, but the Pokédex and your friends' names. I didn't know they had friends in Nuvema other than me!

[He's kind of happy they branched out.]

[Wow you are seriously dumb Galvantula can't even your trainer, Stouts--]

Neither did I. It's a wonder we hadn't met before!

[Never mind.]

[Yeah. He has to deal with this like, every day. Oh sure, Hilbert lets out all of them to train and roam with him, but travelling fast or going someplace new? Just Stoutland.

Come up here buddy, it's best just to leave them to themselves.]

I was just thinking that! How weird, right? Just meeting at the Subway, ha, when we could've been next door neighbors our whole lives!

[Yeah, yeah, all right. Let him just rub Hilbert's leg and then Hilda's, just to let them know, before scamperin' on up.

Hey bud.]

I'm pretty sure Mom would've let me know if there'd been a decent-looking guy living next door, though... [...But wait a gosh darn minute.] You said Bianca had a Tepig?

I thought Mom would've told me if there was a nice girl next door too--

[Hold on Hilda he has to shiver ugh ugh oh heavens it rubbed against him HE DOESN'T JUDGE POKEMON BUT

IT'S UNNERVING AND QUIET ~~sob~~.]

Y-Yeah, she did. It's a big, strong Emboar now. I keep thinking she'd ride on its shoulders. You have one too, right?

Uh huh. I remember her picking Snivy, though... And Cheren got Oshawott.

[Also she really cannot miss your shiver, Hilbert.]

Are you afraid of Galvantula or something? [Snerk.] He's perfectly harmless.

Oh no, I'm not scared of him at all! It's just... He's a bit unnerving. I bet he makes opponents too scared to move, right?

[While he's talking, he's taking out a PokéBall and tossing it out, a Samurott proudly appearing. And immediately taking her spot next to Hilbert, peeking around his front shyly at Hilda. Hey, even if she recognizes you, you've got to give her a bit of time to adjust to the grass they're moving over. Stoutland's just rolling his eyes.]

This is Samus. I got her from the Professor, Cheren got Snivy, and Bianca got her Tepig. There can't be two of them, can there?

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.]

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