cinco [gym]

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Corridors. Many, many, annoying corridors. Lena gets angrier and angrier as she takes the wrong turn, every time. She's lost, turned around, and yet she hears that obnoxious, purple-haired woman's laugh from across the hall. "Fuck it," she practically hisses the words, releasing Infant in all of his glory. The pokemon is worked up, furious from the strain of not being able to evolve. He's the perfect tool. Lena's learned how to use his rage. She unhooks a small can of red spray paint from her belt, signing an 'X' on the wall that separates her from Fantina. No class, none intended. The cranidos roars and headbutts his way through the wall, plaster shattering. Fantina underestimates Lena's desperation to get this over with, and as she crawls through the space Little Boy made, she's greeted with that same horrified look Wake gave her when she ruining his windows with thunder.

"What?"

She simply laughs and brushes herself off, pretending not to be absolutely livid. "I'm here. Let's get on with it." The gym leader isn't sure what to think, but she has no choice. Lena has her menace set on attacking something, even if it has to be Fantina herself, to wrestle badge from her disgusting perfect hands. Alas, the woman releases a drifblim, one that's immediately assaulted by the Cranidos with assurance. The dinosaur takes a hit back from gust but with a one-track mind and strong legs, perseveres to hit the Drifblim with the dark energy again. Lena swears the thing cackles as it watches the Drifblim go down-- if the balloon could have been eaten, it's be gone. Fantina is obviously uncomfortable, but releases her Gengar anyway, with just as much grandeur as she's notoriously known for. It's all too much, and Lena can't help but roll her eyes at the coordinator's delusion. She was releasing a pokemon, not battling zombies, for christs' sake. Whatever. A click of her tongue and the primitive pokemon is off with another assurance, though taking a nasty shadow claw in the process. The proximity only makes landing the next hit easier.

Infant surges with power, practically screaming to evolve.

And still, he is refused the right. The dinosaur is recalled, replaced with a much more innocent snover. Fantina is disgusted with Lena's lack of finesse, but that doesn't stop the aspiring galactic from nearly laying Mismagmius to rest again with wood hammer. The thing doesn't quite like the coffin, though, and takes revenge on the snover with a confuse ray. Lena frowns as the icy tree makes a fool of itself, attacking its own face as it fails to aim at the Mismagmius. A shadow ball is enough to bring it back to reality, and the Snover responds with a vengeance in the form of ice beam.

It's over, again.

Lena swings her ponytail, harummphing just to piss Fantina off. She's nearly forced to leave without her badge, but with some convincing Lena ravages the spoils of the fifth gym, on her own power trip.