Post by alyssa on Feb 5, 2012 14:01:20 GMT -5
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| [atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/bg.gif);] [STYLE=border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style] [/style][STYLE=float:left; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-left: 35px;] [/style][STYLE=float:right; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-right: 35px;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 45px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;]let me save you[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -10px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]to redeem myself[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 340px; text-align: justify; background-color: #6E6E6E; padding: 17px; color: #000000; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9;]Alyssa stood straight with her arms crossed. It had been a long time since she’d had a traditional battle, and to be honest it was welcome relief from the usual battles she saw nowadays because of the war. Since it started, a normal battle between trainers on routes was a rare thing, despite how common it used to be. It used to be around every corner that you could see one – growing trainers aspiring to defeat each other in order to prove their abilities to their opponents and themselves. Today’s battle had been like a blast from the past. However, it hadn’t been the same as when the Veteran Trainer – then no more than a rookie – had first ventured North on Hoenn’s Route 111. She’d been faced with more trainers than she could imagine, and it was almost as though she were struggling to get through every battle, despite the fact she’d just proved her ability by defeating Wattson. This was different, though. Sixteen years later, the route was practically empty. The raging sandstorms on the other side of the large rock formation from her could be heard, but besides that there was nothing. Her challenger had been a break from the tense, unforgiving way she’d been forced to start battling because of the war, and it was welcome. Behind her stood Amon the Absol and Velda the Lucario. Before her, just returning from landing a finishing blow on the young woman’s pokemon was Blaziken. The backwards jump had placed the Blaze pokemon crouching just feet in front of her trainer, her arms crossed with readiness to battle although the opponent could clearly not go on. Behind her, Alyssa had a feeling that Amon and Velda were tensed as well, and she raised a hand somewhat to signal them to relax. ”It’s alright you three…” she told them. ”You did well.” She’d only used the three of them in the fight, interchanging them as she pleased. Although switching her pokemon out every now and then wasn’t necessarily the style she went for with battles, sometimes it was a relief to have a change of pace. Blaziken, after a moment, relaxed, standing tall and looking at the opponent and her pokemon as Alyssa and the other two pokemon walked forward to form a straight line facing her. ”That was a good battle.” Alyssa said with a smile, placing her left hand atop Amon’s head and her right on Blaziken’s side. ”Actually, it’s something I’ve been looking forward to for some time now. If you want, I can heal your pokemon some…I’m no Pokemon Center but I do have some things that might help.” [/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 344px; text-align: center; background-color: #151515; padding: 15px; color: #E7E1CD; margin-top: -9px; margin-bottom: 12px; opacity: 0.9; letter-spacing: 1px;]NOTES, I considered 'aftermath' as the last pokemon being defeated, let me know if you need/want anything changed <3 WORDS, 442 |
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