[CONTEST FINALS] Angel V. Blaine

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Angel versus Blaine

[blaine]

This was it. The exact thing that Blaine never thought would happen in a million years, was about to begin. Somehow, SOMEHOW, he had climbed his way through this Olympic Pokemon Contest, where the most talented coordinators in the world had gathered to compete, and made it to the finals. Plus, it was his first contest ever. To say Blaine felt a bit proud was an understatement. His pokemon preformed grandly, and they will justly be rewarded after all of this was done.

Blaine could now care less if he won or lost, he was just happy to be in the finals. However, having a gold medal to hang in his office would be quite a treat so why not go for it right? For this grand event, Blaine kind of dressed up a bit more, by adding a blood red duster to his outfit. Other than that, his brown slacks, red shirt with white sweater vest, his white and red fedora, his silly looking driftwood cane, and signature sunglasses remained.

This time around, Blaine was using his fine Ninetails companion Helens. The majestic fox stood by her master, eyes gleaming with confidence. It had somewhat wished to be used in the earlier Appeal rounds, but to be used in the Battle Round was more or less just as good. Though she wouldn't be able to strut her stuff as much. Helens strode forward to her side of the field in preparation for the fight's start. Blaine watched from the edge of the field, for the first time slightly nervous about the coming battle. Whoever he was facing was certainly a master in the art of contests, otherwise they would not be here. Despite this thought, Blaine kept a smile on his face and hoped for the best.

A fanfare was soon played, indicating the beginning of the final round. Just as last time, Blaine exclaimed to his opponent, "I am always a gentleman, so I request you go first milady." Helens sat in place, her tails swirling in different directions as if flowing underwater. Her chest was held high, and a sly smile of confidence stretched lightly across her face as she waited for her opponent to make their move.

[arcangelo]

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[style=padding: 10px; opacity: 1.0; color: 000000; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify]angel stood backstage, looking at himself in the mirror. they had given him something to wear the last round, and he was still clad in the silky soft material. black collared shirt, black slacks, black tie, everything seemed to suit him. his eyes stared back, almost lifeless, but a small smile spread across his lips. he hoped judas was watching. hoped that judas was proud.

sfortuna lay in the background of his reflection, watching with crimson eyes. it was new for the absol to see his trainer with his hair done, sleek ebony locks falling to the ground. angel turned around, kneeling before the absol and running his fingers through the course white fur. he was quiet, concerned. he'd seen his opponent. the last pokemon he had to use would not do well, if he knew blaine. angel stayed that way for a long time, until they called his name for entry. it was time.

standing, angel walked towards the door. sfortuna padded silently behind him, keeping close to his ankles. angel wanted the support, right when the pressure was highest.

blaine was handsome, was something that angel noticed. he watched the other carefully, noting how he exuded confidence, just like his ninetails. angel took his spot on the other side of the battle field, pulling a pokeball from his pocket. the last pokemon he registered was natura, and he could only hope that the other could hold out.

with a beam of red, the tropius flew into the air. a pink cloud of mist surrounded the pokemon, a wonderful aroma filling the stadium. natura let out a cry, soaring around the stage once, before coming to stand in front of angel. he couldn't send commands telepathically anymore, he would have to do this like any other tra--

had blaine just mistaken him for a woman?

too timid to correct the powerful man, angel simply nodded, bowing slightly. while he was still close, he kept his voice soft, uncomfortable with speaking loudly. "take to the air, and use magical leaf." angel whispered. he wanted to use an attack he knew would hit, but was too hesitant to let natura get hurt.

whatever happened, her safety was more important than his own victory.

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[blaine]

Helens didn’t flinch as the magical leaf swirled toward her. She just smiled and took the beautifully colored leafs head on. They surely made her grunts as they caused their cuts, but the attack was classified as a “Grass’ type, and if it was one thing that Helens had learned in her time under Blaine’s command it was that grass types never lasted long against her.

The fox shook slightly, brushing off the slight pain she felt from the attack. She looked to her grassy opponent, a sly smile on her face. Blaine looked to his opponent on the other side of the arena, wondering what the sly vixen had up her sleeve. Bah, it did not matter now. He needed to think about how he would strike down this flying opponent. After a while of careful thought he commanded, “Do that second routine we thought up. The one we practiced yesterday.”

Helens nodded and aimed her mouth at her opponent. She opened it wide and a second later a spinning beam of fire erupted from it and headed toward the flying foe. The Fire Spin’s massive rings would surly cause the grass type grief, but that wasn’t the fun part. After the fire spin was just a few feet away, the beam ended and another attack sprang from Helens’ mouth. A baseball sized projectile that soared through the rings toward the opponent. When it would get through the final ring, whether it hits the opponent or not, the Flame Burst will cause a grand spectacle as it disperse the rings behind it with the force of its final explosive form. Helens watched intently, wondering how it would turn out.

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[style=padding: 10px; opacity: 1.0; color: 000000; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify]natura flew up high, speeding away from the fire spin. some of the flames licked at the grass type, sending a high pitched cry of pain through the stadium.

angel was instantly alert, obsidian eyes following the pokemon closely. his hands were clenched into fists, concern vsible in his expression. at the same time, terror was flowing through him. memories came flooding back, the pain of cigarette burns against his skin. he wanted to curl in on himself on the stage, scream for the memories to go away, for the visions of his father to go away. the fire terrified him, made him remember the way his father would light a cigarette every day when he was watching angel writhe in pain.

hold still, boy, this won't hurt a bit.

(daddy it hurts, it hurts so much please stop)

hahahaha...

he watched, paralyzed, as she managed to flap her wings, propelling her backwards away from the flame burst as fast as possible. "whirlwind!" angel shouted, startling even himself with the volume. his deep, velvety voice carried through the stage, and natura recognised the smooth sound instantly.

immediately, the tropius began to flap her wings furiously. in doing so, a vicious wind kicked up, aimed right at the ninetails. as this was happening, the tropius created distance between the two of them quickly, before halting. the flame burst had exploded a way away from her. angel raised his hand, and natura ended the whirlwind. he gave her a pleading look, wanting to put her safety first.

nothing else mattered.

natura began to glow green, yellow dusts of sparkle glinting off the harsh stage lighting rising off her body. the synthesis healed the damage she had sustained from the fire spin and anything she may have received from the flame burst. angel breathed a sigh of relief, hand resting on the base of his neck, between his collar bones. sfortuna rubbed her head against his leg, concerned. he let a hand run through her fur as he looked back onto the battlefield, almost unsure of what to do.

"storm the stage." angel said. natura glanced back at him from her point in the air, nodding. she knew what it meant, whirlwind with magical leaf. her wings began to move once again.

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[blaine]

Helens narrowed her eyes as her airborne opponent unleashed the whirlwind. Under normal circumstances she would have made an effort to dodge it, however she was well aware that at the moment her master did not have any other pokemon on him, thus she had no fear of being switched out. Instead she was indeed blown backwards a few feet, landing gracefully on her paws before regaining her former composure.

Helens wasn’t a fan of this flying grass type. She knew the only way to beat it was to bring it down, but she could not think of a way to do so Perhaps she should stick to rapid fire, that aught to tire it out...ah then she saw the darn thing glowing with Synthesis. Helens growled lowly, as she was all too familiar with this particular attack. She had seen it many times before in her master’s gym battles, though usually those opponents were at least within her reach. Unwilling to let the glowing creep get the best of her, Helens flipped her tails around and swirled once for the audience, strange sparkles emanating from her body. She hoped that she could at least Captivate them with her natural beauty, just in case this flying foe tuckered her out into an early defeat.

Helens turned back toward her opponent just as their master said to storm the stage. That certainly didn’t sound good. She watched the tropius as it raised its wings and quickly launched herself with her back legs to run under the beast as it unleashed its combo. The whirlwind barely affected her, but the swirling items that cut through the created wind made her nervous. She flipped around mid run just in time to see a mass of scattered glowing leafs head for her. She would have attempted a flame wheel to disperse them, but the darn things were coming from all sides. She poised her tails outward and when the time was right kicked off the ground, swinging her body counterclockwise so the leafs would be met with a massive Tail Whip.

The darn things still cut into her mass of tails but she was able to deflect most of them away from her body, the last ones slicing slightly through her chest as she landed facing toward the tropius. Again, the grass type move had barely an impact on the fire type ninetails but her annoyed expression said it all. This fool had to go. Blaine observed the expression of his ninetails from his side of the field and yelled, “Do the one, two, buckle my shoe. That ought to teach this lass what for.”

Helens smiled for a moment before looking to the tropius. She took a sitting position once more before opening her mouth and firing a rapid fire of Flame Bursts toward her opponent. Only the first of the five total shots were aimed at the opponent, the others were aimed around them in an attempt to rattle their cage, so to speak. This was followed by a quick unleashing of a Fire Spin toward the opponent’s current position, though that was not the end. As the fire spin sped forward for a while, one would notice that the rings of fire suddenly appeared to be encasing a solid multicolored blast. That is because Helens had unleashed a beam of Extrasensory through the rings to enhance the attack further. Plus the pink and yellow appearance of the extrasensory beam seemed to reflect off the fiery rings, giving them a golden glow. Blaine looked upon the sight fondly, his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

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[style=padding: 10px; opacity: 1.0; color: 000000; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-align: justify]angel bit his lip. this was not going well. blaine was an excellent trainer with a type advantage. angel watched as his magical leaf was waived off, quick to react. "shroud yourself!" he called, hand clenched into a fist. his muscles were tense, knowing that in this he would just have to worry about keeping natura safe until the timer ran out. points were points, but natura was his.

the tropius immediately began to shroud itself in a thick pink cloud of sweet scent. there were sparkles glinting off the stage lights, along with the etheral pink fog. an outline of natura was barely visible, but blaine would know exactly where she was by the cloud. it grew bigger and bigger though, encompassing a large portion of the air above the ninetails. "natura!" angel shouted. the flames spiralling straight towards natura looked menacing, and he didn't know if it would hit. he didn't even know where natura was.

the heat, however, was a clear give away to where the flames were coming from. the crackling of fire was loud as it spiralled upward, lit by a light that sent chills down angel's spine. he watched as the flame bursts flew past the sweet scent fog, and the smell finally hit angel. he took a deep breath, sighing in the aroma. it smelled of fruit and fresh air, and was quite distracting. when his attention went back up, he saw nothing but a ring of the sweet scent etched out by the flames. no natura.

the crowd was silent as they waited, anticipating. angel watched as the holes in the sweet scent simply disappeared, replaced by more pink fog. natura had turned it into a guard of sorts, and was using it to conceal herself. by staying far enough away from the sweet scent shroud, she could make her shadow as unnoticable as possible.

safe, that's what she was for now. if just for now, it may suit enough until the timer ran out. sfortuna rubbed her head against angel's hip, as if trying to calm him. angel gently laid his hand on her head, eyes watching the ninetails, flickering back to where natura may be. it made him anxious to not know what state she was in. "be safe." angel whispered, praying.

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[el]

VICTOR: ANGEL

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