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Sept 9, 2019 20:39:19 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2019 20:39:19 GMT -5
the girl sat with her legs crossed and brow furrowed in the center of the square. the look of intense concentration on her face was accentuated by the throne of ice she was seated upon, where the fountain had, strangely enough, frozen over. a small crowd of people had gathered to watch, whispering amongst themselves as they wondered what the champion was up to.
for they knew her, of course. most everyone in the region knew the identity of their champion, particularly when the champion was someone as boisterous as iris. she flew all over in search of new challenges and ways to train, and made herself known when she did so. it was hard not to, with pokemon as massive as hers.
she didn't budge an inch, despite how cold her seat must be. this continued for quite some time, until:
"hey, you! how many times do i have to tell you not to mess with the fountain!?"
wuh-oh.
in an instant, iris shot to her feet. in her haste to get up, she nearly slipped and face-planted, but she miraculously managed to keep her balance as she slid off the frozen surface and landed in front of the fountain.
"sorry, sorry!" she laughed, though she didn't sound sorry at all as she danced away from the policeman scolding her, his expression stern. "i was training!"
"you can't just do whatever you want because you're champion, kid!"
iris didn't respond. with quick feet, she'd disappeared into the crowd, leaving the policeman to puzzle over what to do about the frozen fountain.
the nimble girl darted through the sea of people in the street, first checking to see if casteliacone was open (of course it wasn't) and then arriving at the outer circle, observing the tall buildings and people rushing around. she wasn't a fan of cities, since she grew up in a place as tranquil as blackthorn, but she was trying to get used to them-- just like she was trying to get used to cold temperatures.
iris sighed. what now? |
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Sept 9, 2019 21:03:35 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2019 21:03:35 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","momoPBG"] [attr="class","momoPSide"] [attr="class","momoPIMG"] [attr="class","momoPInfo"] [attr="class","momoPTag"]@iris [attr="class","momoPDiv"] [attr="class","momoPNotes"]Why is Red like this [attr="class","momoPBody"]
Red could never really get used to big cities. Of course, he spent time in places like Saffron back home, but Castelia really was something different. Comparing it to his beloved Pallet, they felt like completely different worlds. Skyscrapers went as high as the eye could see, and it didn't seem like there was one quiet part of town. Though part of that was probably due to him being recognized. Even as far as Unova, people were approaching him, talking about his various battles and adventures. Of course, it wasn't nearly as much as back home in Kanto, but he clearly had quite the following here too. He never really got good at dealing with these sorts of encounters, but he made sure to be patient with them. Making sure to provide worthwhile battle tips to the kids approaching him, he figured he could use some help. There were three of them, a young boy with a Drilbur by his side, a girl with a Cottonee with her, and the youngest boy with a Vanillite in his arms.[break][break]
Luckily for him, a familiar face would be seen nearby. Politely excusing himself from the three kids for a minute, he called out to her. "Hey Iris! Gimme a hand over here?" he said simply, as he didn't really feel the need to explain much more than that. As she approached, Red could hear the kids get audibly excited. It was pretty apparent that they recognized Iris, because who wouldn't? They were in Unova after all, it only made sense. Besides, it not every day that you run into not one, but two champions just roaming around Castelia. It wasn't long before Pika was out and getting pet by each of the young ones, while Red started to lecture them on some battling basics. He really needs to learn how to say no to people at some point.
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Sept 9, 2019 22:14:08 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2019 22:14:08 GMT -5
emerging from the throng of people, it wasn't long before iris heard a familiar, but rather unexpected, voice. she blinked maroon eyes, and turned to face red, tilting her head to study him and his entourage. after a moment, she trotted over to meet him, a smile rising up on her face.
"hey, red!" she greeted him, raising a hand to wave at both him and the kids. "what're you doing here?" as far as champions went, red seemed to get around more than most... but it was still quite the surprise for him to turn up in unova, given how far away it was from his home region. probably a bit of culture shock, too, since iris had experienced the same thing when she moved from johto.
she idly scratched behind one of pika's ears. she was always amazed at how much of a punch the little pokemon contained in its small frame. it was admirable. perhaps they were kindred spirits, she reflected, hoping that despite her stature, she could be just as powerful. |
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Sept 9, 2019 23:07:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 9, 2019 23:07:34 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","momoPBG"] [attr="class","momoPSide"] [attr="class","momoPIMG"] [attr="class","momoPInfo"] [attr="class","momoPTag"]@iris [attr="class","momoPDiv"] [attr="class","momoPNotes"]Professor Red incoming [attr="class","momoPBody"]
Red smiled a bit as Iris approached, as he couldn't help but be happy to see her. He always loved catching up with old friends, especially those who gave him great battles in the past. He still got goosebumps remembering their bout and just how close it was. Now there was another problem at hand though, as he politely introduced the little kids to her. He then turned to answer her question. "Ya know, the usual. Just kinda traveling around and seeing the sights. Kinda wanted to ask you a couple questions about Dragon Types, but that can wait for later." With a bit of a grin, he then gestured to the kids and looked back at Iris, "For now, how about you help me teach these kids how to properly battle?" He honestly lived for these kinds of moments. It just felt natural for him to try and help those who looked up to him, at bit like the various gym leaders and Professor Oak did for him along his journey. After all, its not like these kids would meet someone like Professor Oak to help them, so he can just fill that role for them. Pika returned to his shoulder at this point, as he was ready to show the little kids what he could do.
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Sept 10, 2019 12:18:17 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2019 12:18:17 GMT -5
iris put her hand on her hips. "they wanna know about battling, huh?" that was a tall order. there was so much to talk about when it came to battling, one of her favorite things to do-- and she knew red likely felt the same way. it would be simple to train hard and use brute force only, but that method didn't hold a candle to the more experienced trainers. in order to truly ascend to the ranks of the elite, one needed to...
iris was lost in thought.
after a moment, she perked up. "there's no need to overcomplicate things, right?" she said, more to herself than anyone else. she put a finger in the air, wagging it playfully. "the most important thing you need to be able to battle effectively is a bond with your pokemon! there's nothing stronger than that connection!" a lesson team plasma had learned years ago... or so she hoped.
she put another finger up. "the second most important thing is experience! it's fun to watch other people battle, but you have to do it yourself to get a feel for it, both you and your pokemon!"
her hand went down. she grasped a pokeball from a pokeball and withdrew it, releasing the creature contained within. in an explosion of colorful feathers, her archeops was there, perching on the ground with its head under one wing. he seemed to be sleeping.
iris cocked her head. "we probably shouldn't have a full battle here in the middle of everything," she stated, "but maybe a little mock one to show off a bit?" a big grin split her face.
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