[CLOSED] A Champion v Rival, can he expect survival?

[brbstealingpknm]

Who: Silver brbstealingpknm & Steven geophile
When: Backdated to IC 8/7
Where: ViViD
What: Steven and Silver have a pokemon battle.
Rating/Warning: It's a pokemon battle. Warnings will be added if needed. (Though Silver might be a warning in his own....)

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[The arena Silver managed to set up is simple, and reminiscent of an outdoor gym. Though the feeling around it is vaguely like being under the sea; that's not the sky high above, either, even if there is enough sunlight coming through the water. At least they're not wet, and the fish theme is tasteful minimal. What, he already misses the bubble, and given the chance to set up the level, of course he'd pick what he's comfortable with.

Silver himself is leaning against the stand for non-existent spectators, hair now in a loose ponytail, that does nothing to wipe the confident smirk off his face. He's pretty sure he's going to win; his pokemon are a team - a better team, now. He could have allowed spectators, but - no. He doesn't want to worry about their safety, not when he's in the mood for a decent battle that could very well see dark pulse, shadow ball, or magnet bombs being thrown around by his own pokemon.

Once Steven appears, the young adult pushes away from his resting spot, and heads towards the man, hands in pockets, and - is that seven pokeballs on his belt? Is that a cherishball?] Ready to lose? 6-on-6 or -? I'll match if you want lower. It doesn't really matter to me.

[He already set the arena, so it's only fair Steven set how many they use in the battle.]

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[brbstealingpknm]

Right. [A nod, even as Silver's moving towards his end of the field. Already, his mind is turning towards what he knows of the other: painfully little, and the pet aron means squat as to what the trainer would most likely have, though if he knows Cynthia... Sinnoh, maybe?

A pinch of his nose as he suppresses the growl. Great, that means alongside unknown pokemon, he might as well be going in type blind. Hnn. His hand drops as he spins on his heel to face Steven, cocky, arrogant smirk firmly in place. Well, no matter. Team and type blindness aside, nothing more to it than to let his partner have the first move - and pray there's pokemon he knows, or has heard of, at least.] Given you're the challenger, you can send your first one out first.

[Silver, you are not a gymleader, stop unconsciously mimicking that.]

[geophile]

[ and steven moves to his end of the field, watching with a hand on his hip as silver does the same. he may have already beat silver in the past, but something tells him that this time will be different - the young man he was familiar with never mentioned knowing cynthia, and along with being a few years older... it may mean that he'll have to stay on his toes. ]

I seem to recall you being the one to challenge me. [ his smirk is noticeable as he reaches behind his suit jacket to his belt, pulling out a poké ball. ] But I'll take that offer.

[ and once the ball is enlarged, he'll throw it into the air. ]

Let's begin! Skarmory!

[ the steel-clad bird that emerges is definitely one that silver will recognize, but it looks far stronger than the dainty little aron that was following him around. ]

[brbstealingpknm]

Tch. I made the level. [That's semantics and he knows, but, whatever.]

Hmph. So you have a good Skarmory. [He knows how to deal with them, even assuming half his pokemon's moves were still disabled, taking out his first choice. Of all the times to have Discharge disabled. Yet, if he can lower its speed - yea. That'd work. Lower the speed as much as he can, then chip away at it.] Mine's better.

Icy wind. [And tossing a plain pokeball onto the field to release one sleek, lean and fast weasel-cat thing that hits the ground running, ready to carry out Silver's command with a sharp hiss of agreement as it moves in for the attack.]

[geophile]

We'll see about that.

[ icy wind might technically be super-effective, but a weak ice-type move landing on a far stronger pokemon means that it won't do much damage. there's some ice that forms on its wings that slows it down as it flies, but it doesn't seem to phase it much... ]

Shake off that ice with Agility!

[ the double speed boost that skarmory will get makes up for the loss that icy wind gives, and increases it one stage on top of it. sneasel might be fast, but skarmory will outspeed it for the next move that has it diving down towards that ice weasel. ]

Steel Wing!

[brbstealingpknm]

Dodge it if you can, then get in with another Icy Wind. [Silver's eyes narrow in thought, even knowing there was little hope of his pokemon avoiding the attack - not when the skarmory's faster due to Agility. Tch. A battle's a battle, and despite the squeal of pain from the poor ice-weasel, and the way his pokemon tumbles back a few times, sneasel still gets up on its feet to obey his commands.

Even so, a scowl works it's way onto his face at how woobly it is already. Stupid thing, yet he bites back the insult.

He's supposed to be better than that, and not supposed too let his temper get the better of him. He knows the thing - his partner -'s doing it's best out there, and a bit of unexpected extra damage, type weaknesses and all, is not reason not to press the attack.

He cocks his head to the side, smirk in place. He can still regain the upper hand.] Once that's done, your other attack.

[Almost instantly once it's executed the Icy Wing, the sneasel's diving in for a Feint Attack, claws at the ready. It won't lose - it won't. It knows only to well what Silver's like when he loses, even if he's getting better about it...]

[geophile]

[ with the steel wing hitting its target directly, the heavy damage that's inflicted on sneasel means that the icy wind isn't aimed well - from the air, skarmory is able to avoid a direct hit. what it can't dodge, however, is a feint attack. it does bring it down a notch, forcing it to shake off the impact. ]

Don't give it a moment's rest. Aerial Ace!

[ but two can play at that game. with an unavoidable move of his own that strikes fast and hard, skarmory will swoop down and slash at sneasel with its body. ]

[brbstealingpknm]

[[Fuck fuck fuckity fuck on a on a tapdancing crab's corpse, Silver's hands ball into fists, knucks white with the effort it takes not to scream at his sorry excuse for a prized pokemon that he stole, that has potential and he knows it, but this is - this is humiliation on a level he can count on one hand and he hates it hates it hates it and

He shakes his head, swallowing down the anger. He's a better person, he is, and he knows that move is unavoidable. But that doesn't do anything to lessen the sting of watching Sneasel tumble back with another sharp cry of pain, going down - and only just managing to get back up. 2 HP is fun, until it's not. Another attack, and it'll be lights out for the pokemon. Not that Silver seems to care.]] Feint attack. Hit it with all you have. Show it what I - we - are made of!

[geophile]

[ if this weren't a part of his job, he might have felt a bit guilty at battling with his full strength against a trainer that clearly wasn't ready to take on a champion. but he wouldn't be giving him the proper respect as a fellow trainer if he didn't give this his all. besides, battles like this were learning opportunities.

the feint attack is a fairly powerful one from such a small body, but skarmory's base defenses far outweigh sneasel's attack stat. the hit doesn't leave the bird unscathed, but it doesn't take long to shake it off once more - his HP might be down, but his armour remains unpenetrated. the gleam in the steel-type's eyes looks proud, and he knows that he has this battle won. ]

Well taken, Skarmory.

[ he caws back to his trainer in response. there's a clear communication and bond there. ]

Let's finish this - Air Slash, from above!

[ and he will obey without question, taking to the skies to flap his wings and rain blades of air from the sky. ]

[brbstealingpknm]

[Agility. Steel Wing. Aerial Ace. Now - The teen's eyes widen slightly. It is a learning opportunity, but of a slightly different sort.] Four -?

[Silver's caught off guard, and it shows. No. Not possible. Pokemon away from home are move locked. He knows that - learned it the hard way the first day out of his world. Yet here, Steven's are able to have four? What does that mean for his team? Does that mean they'd no longer limited?

Ahh Damnit to the Distortion World. If he'd paid more attention to the battle, he could have tried something, but now his first's out cold from the attack from above, and the only sign of his anger is a clenched fist (weak pokemon, worthless, he needs to train it more - needs to work with it more), and a flippant tone to the words.] Hmph. You got lucky because that thing was weak.

[The recall's fast and without so much as a kind word (but he's thinking it, will praise in private. This is a battle and he has Standards to keep), and another pokeball's flung out, and even before the pokemon's finished emerging -] Confuse ray.

[The gengar obeys without hesitation, nasty eerie laughing smirk on it's face as bright coloured, spinning lights are sent in Skarmory's direction.

Yea sorry. Silver's not waiting to see if you want to switch; hold habits are hard to break when it comes to battles.]

[geophile]

The loss is something that you share with your Pokémon. Shifting all of the blame is hardly the mark of a responsible Trainer.

[ nag nag nag. skarmory, meanwhile, looks quite proud of himself for being able to take down the sneasel without too much of a fuss. when gengar comes out, it'll stare it down with an intense gaze... until confuse ray hits.

of course, it's going to affect the bird, putting it into a daze that makes it unable to distinguish where it is or what it's attacking. steven's brow knits, but he hardly panics. ]

Take it slow, Skarmory. Fly.

[ unsteadily, he'll flap his wings to rise into the air for the first turn of invulnerability. but his movements are garbled and not nearly as smooth as before, and it may lead to wonder if it can even stay airborne for long. ]

[brbstealingpknm]

Whatever you say. [It's waved away with a snort. He knows, he knows, he knows he shouldn't do this, yet going through the same old motions and words is easy, and his pokemon know him and why should he not be himself when it comes to battle.

Fly - Well. Ok. Either Steven is a cheating bastard, or he comes from a world where pokemon can know more than more moves at time, or - something about this world simply breaks the rules Silver is used to. A thought for later, after the battle.] Cute. Ready a Dark Pulse, but wait until it comes down, then fire.

Gaahr~!

[Hopefully hurting itself and not his pokemon, but without type weaknesses at play, his ghost/poison should be fine.]

[geophile]

[ nope, no cheating here - everything about this is normal to him. anything otherwise would be news to him, but right now he's more focused on whether skarmory will be hurting itself in its confusion.

unfortunately, the dive that he takes on fly's second turn misses horribly, which means that the poor steel-type will be crashing into the ground quite hard. combine that with being hit with a dark pulse, and that means that he's on his last legs. thankfully, all of that is enough to snap it out of the confused state. ]

Back in the air if you're able, Skarmory. Don't give it another opening!

[brbstealingpknm]

[ Silver smiles; it's somewhat cruel, but he doesn't notice - or care. This is better, what he knows. His normal tactics never fail to win.] Another one. Get it while it's weak.

[ Gengar cackles, knowing what his master wants and unphased by the tone, and he agrees. Time to (hopefully) knock a birdie down a peg or three. Another crackling ball of darkness forms before it's flung at the skarmory with a loud cackle-bark, almost like a war-cry.]

[geophile]

Counter with Air Slash!

[ with a great beat of his wings, skarmory blows a last-ditch, razor sharp gust of wind to meet gengar's night slash. and while it does succeed in blocking some of the hit (and getting a few in on gengar), it doesn't stop it completely. there's a small explosion upon the impact, and the dust will clear with skarmory knocked out.

steven sighs when he sees his fainted partner, but not without a small smile as he recalls him to his ball. ]

You did well. Rest now.