Post by sasha on Apr 5, 2012 9:10:56 GMT -5
The battle was going well, wasn't it? While two scizors canceled each other out, Sasha's pokemon were pressing on on Ami's and hers quite well, the two being forced to a rather desperate defense by Liam's vicious attacking, and Allard's psychic power. Yes, everything was going good... Too good.
The beedrill made a bit of distance from the gun-wielding scientist and her ghost-shield, not wishing to try that shadow sneak on his skin, or her bullets. Besides, Allard here was doing a fine job! And he could shrug most anything these two would throw at them. Yeah, let him handle it. And Allard indeed was willing to be a pain in the butt for all of them, quickly flying around the targets, faster than they could even turn their heads, and firing out an Extrasensory attack, a wave of invisible energy launched at Ami and her ghastly friend. Yeah, he got it covered. While I'm going to... huh?
And then it struck him. Something was off. The scizors were having sex with each other over there, and Dusclops being busy with the metal plate... Wait. There were three pokemon! Because this was supposed to be a three - on - three battle! Yet he never saw any. The bug's eyes would have widened if they could, him immediately soaring in the air, looking around varily. Where's that Absol...
And soon enough his bug eyes spotted the feline. Sneaking from one stone to another. From this height it was pretty clear, his white fur perfectly visible against the brown ground. And ... oh my, the bastard was sneaking behind his commander. The beedrill's eyes became redder, glowy. Nobody would be sneaking on Sasha! Well, except for himself.
With another boost of Agility, the beedrill was a scary sight to behold. Moving so fast he would be barely seen, with sharp stings dipping poison, and a murderous intent, the bug was stampeding towards where Sasha was, sound of his wings compatible to a diving bomber. It was definitely not him running away, it was going to attack! And such an agressive display gave Sasha a hint, immediately dashing to a new cover, her guns in hands, looking for the sight of the ambusher. And chiding herself in her mind: SHIT!
And shit was about to go down indeed...
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And... away from the climatic battle, two scizors were just... lying around now? Oh, excuse me, they were wrestling. Rolling on the floor in the mud, each trying to get on top of the other. And using different ways. When Blade grasped at the ground to stop rolling, Marcus just wrapped his legs around the other's back, locking them together, and tried to roll him off of himself, while grabbing at the claws, in order to prevent any sort of punches.
- Oh c'mon, it's ... nghh... fun! - Marcus groaned underneath, and just slammed his armored head against the other scizor's head with full force, again attempting to roll over. This fight of theirs was getting silly... They were just too evenly matched.
The beedrill made a bit of distance from the gun-wielding scientist and her ghost-shield, not wishing to try that shadow sneak on his skin, or her bullets. Besides, Allard here was doing a fine job! And he could shrug most anything these two would throw at them. Yeah, let him handle it. And Allard indeed was willing to be a pain in the butt for all of them, quickly flying around the targets, faster than they could even turn their heads, and firing out an Extrasensory attack, a wave of invisible energy launched at Ami and her ghastly friend. Yeah, he got it covered. While I'm going to... huh?
And then it struck him. Something was off. The scizors were having sex with each other over there, and Dusclops being busy with the metal plate... Wait. There were three pokemon! Because this was supposed to be a three - on - three battle! Yet he never saw any. The bug's eyes would have widened if they could, him immediately soaring in the air, looking around varily. Where's that Absol...
And soon enough his bug eyes spotted the feline. Sneaking from one stone to another. From this height it was pretty clear, his white fur perfectly visible against the brown ground. And ... oh my, the bastard was sneaking behind his commander. The beedrill's eyes became redder, glowy. Nobody would be sneaking on Sasha! Well, except for himself.
With another boost of Agility, the beedrill was a scary sight to behold. Moving so fast he would be barely seen, with sharp stings dipping poison, and a murderous intent, the bug was stampeding towards where Sasha was, sound of his wings compatible to a diving bomber. It was definitely not him running away, it was going to attack! And such an agressive display gave Sasha a hint, immediately dashing to a new cover, her guns in hands, looking for the sight of the ambusher. And chiding herself in her mind: SHIT!
And shit was about to go down indeed...
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And... away from the climatic battle, two scizors were just... lying around now? Oh, excuse me, they were wrestling. Rolling on the floor in the mud, each trying to get on top of the other. And using different ways. When Blade grasped at the ground to stop rolling, Marcus just wrapped his legs around the other's back, locking them together, and tried to roll him off of himself, while grabbing at the claws, in order to prevent any sort of punches.
- Oh c'mon, it's ... nghh... fun! - Marcus groaned underneath, and just slammed his armored head against the other scizor's head with full force, again attempting to roll over. This fight of theirs was getting silly... They were just too evenly matched.