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Post by sabrina townsend on Sept 30, 2016 18:57:59 GMT
松の葉の葉毎にむすぶ白露のおきてはこぼれこぼれてはおく鳴な虫別るる恋はほしにさへ
| It is late evening when she starts her descent into the route, tall grass tickling her nose despite never straying from the path. It's heavily overgrown. She reckons that people rarely ever go through the effort to actually keep it trimmed back. Nobody would like to waste their time and effort for such a tedious task.
Nonetheless, she keeps walking. Tall grass doesn't prevent Sabrina from forging on. She can see the edges of the cabin in the distance, and every so often there are rustles in the grass that signals another pokemon or trainer. It won't be long until one or the other pops out.
Her pokemon stay in their pokeballs, ready to be called out when the moment calls for it. They may get lost in the tall grass, and Sabrina doesn't have the patience to chase after them. She'd never cared much for pokemon before being inducted into Galactic, and that hasn't changed. She's far from cruel, but she's not particularly friendly towards them, either. And that probably won't change anytime soon considering the nature of pokemon.
∟ POKEMON USED X MOVE! ┐
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Post by sabrina townsend on Oct 2, 2016 7:15:27 GMT
松の葉の葉毎にむすぶ白露のおきてはこぼれこぼれてはおく鳴な虫別るる恋はほしにさへ
| A comfortable silence had settled over her as she walked, but it wasn't long until it'd been broken by another pokemon. A WHIRLWIND comes from the tall grass next to her. She's knocked off her feet, her body flung into the foliage behind her. Fortunately, it cushions her fall.
"Go, Vale!"
She hurls the pokeball in the direction of the whirlwind, watching as her Trapinch materializes. Her lips quirk into a smile as she watches it start a ROCK SLIDE, instinctively knowing what attack to use.
The Starly, a flying type, quickly falls victim to such a strong attack. Rocks fall into its wings, and it crashes. A CRUNCH to it leaves it downed for good. Sabrina looks at it in contemplation before nodding. It may be a common pokemon, but it doesn't detract from its value.
A pokeball is thrown at it before it's sucked into a red light, disappearing before it clicks blue.
∟CAPTURING STARLY ┐
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Post by sabrina townsend on Oct 3, 2016 8:09:59 GMT
松の葉の葉毎にむすぶ白露のおきてはこぼれこぼれてはおく鳴な虫別るる恋はほしにさへ
| The pokeball drops to the ground, and Sabrina takes a moment linger in the glow of victory before standing. She plucks the pokeball its place in the grass, brushing what dust had accumulated in wake of their battle. Starly were common, but they were cute.
A CHARGE of electricity catches her attention. The hairs of her neck stand on end, and Sabrina turns to see that there's another wild pokemon. Attracted by the sounds of battle, it readies itself for a THUNDER FANG, lunging at her Trapinch.
Luckily, it's a ground-type. The attack is null, and Vale's CRUNCH manages to whittle down its health. It DIGS into the ground and quickly disappears under the field. The wild Electrike HOWLS in anticipation before she hears a rumble underneath them.
The ground underneath the Electrike erupts, and it's tackled to the ground by her pokemon. She throws another pokeball, a valuable pokemon for sure.
∟CAPTURING ELECTRIKE ┐
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Post by sabrina townsend on Oct 6, 2016 5:36:59 GMT
松の葉の葉毎にむすぶ白露のおきてはこぼれこぼれてはおく鳴な虫別るる恋はほしにさへ
| The scent comes to her first, sweet yet mild, like a swift breeze that passes through. She catches sight of the Spritzee as it casually floats down to her. It's far from hostile, and it even takes the effort to land on top of her head. Sabrina may not care much for pokemon, but she can recognize when she shouldn't fight.
"Cute." She says, and lifts a hand to brush it away. Her Trapinch stands still, eyes following the pokemon as it flutters around. It's a nice break compared to the pokemon fights earlier, full of suspense of pause. She almost considers fighting it, just because.
When Sabrina walks, it follows. A fair amount of time passes before she finally looks up, its sweet scent ever pervasive as long as it's present. She's reluctant to befriend such a cute pokemon, but there's no harm in doing it. She plucks a pokeball from her belt and watches as it clicks shut, shaking slightly in her palm before it clicks blue.
What a nice note to end the day with.
∟CAPTURING SPRITZEE. END THREAD ┐
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