Gold Leaf Battle {cb} {tagged}

[Annabelle Williams]

I'll let you be in my dreams if i can be in yours

    

Happily strolling once again through the park, Annabelle felt at peace. She didn't know why she enjoyed it here so much, but something about it just made her happy. She looked down at her Emolga, who was in her arms half asleep. "This is where she was caught, so maybe she would want to say hello to her wild friends or something." she thought. "Hey Nami," she said, waking her pokemon up and setting her on the ground. "You can go explore if you want to." Upon hearing Annabelle Nami happily sprinted as fast as her little legs would carry her. "But don't go too far!" Annabelle called after her, hoping her pokemon heard her.

Now she was left with one pokemon for the time being. Po was safely in his ball because he didn't feel like walking too much and he was too heavy to carry, but Annabelle let him out anyways. She didn't like not having a pokemon out with her. She was worried that other people wouldn't know she had a pokemon, and that somehow irked her. Once Po was out of his ball, Annabelle looked around the familiar plaace a bit more. There were some people having a picnic, a trainer catching a pokemon, and in the distance, she could see two people having a pokemon battle. She went with Po toards the battle to get a closer look.

When she reached the battle, a crowd of one or two people had formed, 'ooo-ing' and 'aaa-ing' to the moves. The judge called out points, which were depleting the more they were hurt. She suddenly realized that this wasn't a trainer battle, but a coordinating battle, which fascinated her much more, with her being a coordinator and all. She sat on a bench as she watched. Before she knew it she became really invested in the battle with each of the pokemon's grace and elegance. She glanced at Po, who had neither grace nor elegance. When the battle ended, she stood up and clapped with the few other people that were there. She really wanted to battle someone too, but she would never ask someone. She hoped that someone else wanted to battle so she could volunteer to battle with them.

words: 372

tags: Lily Brookes

notes:

coded by D3571NY of ADOXOGRAPHY V2

[Lily Brookes]

Lily Brookes Annabelle Williams

Parks were nice places to walk. All the people with Pokémon, so many completely unaware of their surroundings... all it took was the occasional 'accidental' bump, a flick of her wrist and Lily was walking away with some extra cash. Money wasn't her preferred target, though. She preferred to take Pokémon.

But on this particular park stroll, Lily wasn't interested in taking anything. She was watching a battle, eyeing every move the two coordinators made and thinking of how she could do it better, given the chance. Unfortunately, she only had a Houndour, and Shadow knew just three moves, only one of which was damaging. But perhaps soon she would have another Pokémon and be able to take part in these battles properly.

"One day, we'll be better than that," she murmured, resting her hand on Shadow's head. Shadow wagged her tail and leant against Lily, looking quite comfortable.

Before she knew it, the battle was over, but she did not applaud as others did. Shadow head-butted Lily gently, gazing at her expectantly. It was obvious to Lily what her Houndour wanted- she wanted a battle of her own, a chance to show off. Lily frowned. In her opinion, they weren't ready yet. But if Shadow wanted to have a go, she saw no reason to stop her.

"Alright, then," she said, giving a small sigh. Battling meant she had to speak to someone. Oh, well. She'd have to get used to it sooner or later, and it wasn't like she had to act polite. "Anybody else up for a battle?" she called, raising her voice slightly.

OWL

[Annabelle Williams]

I'll let you be in my dreams if i can be in yours

    

It was likely that no one else would fancy a battle now. Looking around, the people clapping seemed to not be coordinators or even own any pokemon of their own. It made Annabelle proud that she could say that she was one of the coordinators, though there was no one to say it to or prove it to. The battle feild would probably remain empty, given the people starting to walk away.

She decided it would probably not be the best idea for her to battle in front of people yet anyway. After all, she hadn't even worked out any moves, and half the time her Slowpoke didn't even do what it was asked. She looked down at the now slumbering pink pokemon laying on the bench beside her with solicitude. A little snot bubble was growing and shrinking as he breathed, and his tail was draped over the side of the seat. Annabelle chuckled at just how much of an opposite Po was to the beauty of an average coordinating pokemon.

She turned her head up towards the battle field when she heard someone call for a battle. "Yes!" She thought, "that's just what I was looking for!" She grinned and she stepped foward slightly to be seen easier. "Sure, I would love tol!" she replied. She walked onto the field, with Po following behind. She was happy that he at least followed her, if nothing else. She would have used her Emolga first, but she realized with dissapointment that it wasn't here. "Let's do this." she declared happily.

words: 269

tags: Lily Brookes

notes: ~

coded by D3571NY of ADOXOGRAPHY V2

[Lily Brookes]

Lily Brookes Annabelle Williams

Lily eyed the girl that had answered her challenge, before gesturing to Shadow. Her Houndour stepped forwards, tail up and wagging cheerfully, showing no ill intent as the dog Pokémon sat patiently and waited for her orders- though the occasional wriggle showed just how excited she was to be preparing for a battle.

Personally, Lily wasn't too certain about the decision to battle. She was a confident battler, yes, but she had never tried to make a Pokémon's attacks fancy or appealing before. Still, she trusted in her ability, and in Shadow's too. And it didn't look as if this other coordinator knew much. After all, the chubby-looking Slowpoke was hardly appealing in looks, not like her graceful, beautiful Houndour. "Are you really going to use a Slowpoke?" she asked. "I'd rather have a bit of a challenge..."

Of course, knowing her luck, the stupid thing probably knew a water-type move or something and would end up knocking Shadow out straight away. Not that she would admit that. She would rather act tough and then beat a hasty retreat if she lost than act weak from the off. Really, by acting tough she was doing everyone a favour. It meant they could feel proud of themselves, because they could think they had beaten some tough, powerful trainer, rather than a Pokémon thief battling with a Houndour that hadn't even been hers to begin with.

Taking the lead in this battle didn't even cross Lily's mind. She wasn't really one to strike first- she wanted to watch how the other coordinator did things first, and maybe take a few ideas from her strategy.

OWL

[Annabelle Williams]

I'll let you be in my dreams if i can be in yours

    

Annabelle was taken aback back the girl's statement. She thought that most if not all coordinators were friendly towards each other, yet this backhanded, rude comment came out of one of her own group. It angered her that the girl denied her the common decency of politeness. She had worked up the courage to actually volunteer to battle and this is what she was treated like? She attempted not to glare at the girl, and instead opted to fold her arms. At first her mind raced to try to think of a good comeback, but she ended up just looking flustered. "No, I'm using him." she just said blankly. She internally face-palmed herself, knowing that she would come up with a better thing to say as soon as she left.

It seemed Po wasn't very happy either, as his usual blank stare turned into a mildly angry expression. Annabelle didn't know that slowpokes could get angry. But, she went with it anyway. She assumed that the girl had wanted Annabelle to move first because the girl didn't move already, "Alright then, tackle!" she said authoritatively like she had seen the other trainers do. Po kept on glaring at the houndor, but suddenly charged at it as fast as it could go, which was faster than Annabelle had predicted. She was proud of him because he did what she asked for once. She had thought it would be a problem to battle with him, but so far, it wasn't as bad as she thought. The tackle wasn't the prettiest thing in the world, but seeing the pink pokemon actually move sure impressed Annabelle. Even so, she didn't think it would count.

                                PO USED TACKLE

words: 278

tags: Lily Brookes

notes: ~

coded by D3571NY of ADOXOGRAPHY V2