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Post by KALA KORZINA on May 13, 2017 22:03:21 GMT
Kala was confused. She had no idea what was happening, but she appeared to be losing. The type:null normally would have tried to flee now that she was doing quite a good job of getting her hind handed to her, but there was no threat of death or consequence to a loss. So, she stayed.
The Type:Null had failed to do much at all against the petilil as it seemed as if whatever she did the petilil would just avoid or heal back. How was it doing this? She was genuinely curious. Could she do that?
The petilil spoke, "Anger is not becoming on you." The words had only planted another seed that had blossomed into more questions. What did the petilil mean by that? What did it mean to "become" on someone? Was Akaren trying to say anger isn't becoming her? Well that much is obvious since "anger" is not a being that could turn into things, so what DID it mean?
She was not left with much time to think about it as she felt her body begin to grow even weaker. A Mega Drain had taken affect, unbeknownst to her. Kala could feel her body begin to grow weaker at a steady rate piled on with the effects of the leech seed. This was a losing battle, but she was going to continue her slew of attacks even if it had exausted her to the bone. This was such great practice!
With the Mega Drain that she had failed to notice, she began to feel her physical strength...grow. She had no idea why the secondary effect of the Rage had kicked in, but she was not about to complain! The type:Null forced herself forward with another attack, though at the very least she had the sense to not utilize "Rage" for what would seem to have been the millionth time in a row at this rate. This time, she had decided to use a much simpler and more powerful Tackle. Maybe this time she'd actually DO something for once.
Her legs felt weak, however, she began to doubt if she would even be able to go on after much longer if this were to continue.
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Post by Akaren on May 15, 2017 6:17:00 GMT
| [attr="class","boldclass"]Though she had negated much of the most recent damage done to her by the type:null, she was still hurt, and in much worse condition than she was in before. Her decision to mock fight with the new pokemon was seeming a lot less well thought-out now, but the reasoning behind it was still sound. She was a lot less hardy than most pokemon theoretically, but she was versatile and had better regeneration the the unwashed masses that call themselves experts. Perhaps that observance was tainted with her own biases, but it was still perfectly valid.
Nevertheless, she felt herself tiring, from both the attacks dealt by the null, and from her excessive use of her abilities. Each leech seed gave her a little more energy back, and the mega drain was similarly helpful. She wasn't, however, built to last an endurance match. Or maybe she was, with her preference to take another's energy to replenish her own, dealing her own damage in return. Whatever. Her movements were becoming slower, each action taking more energy.
It was time to end this test, before she collapsed or something similarly embarrassing. Better to end it on a draw.
As the thought passed through her mind, her motions slowed, as if anticipating the end of the battle. That was a mistake, however, she realised, as the opposing pokemon slammed into her without any constraint, and found herself unable to dodge. Despite her increase in growth, she was still spun around as the full force of a type:null crashed into the left side of her body, though she did manage to stay upright. It wasn't much of a benefit, however.
"Oww." She complained, pain clouding her thoughts until she couldn't bother with mere things such as keeping a dignified demeanour. All she wanted to do was to sink into the nice soft ground and do some growing. Them her personality took control once more, and she straightened, a scowl on her face as she moved away from the type null. She was tempted to give the other pokemon a bit more of a beating, just to give the other pokemon a taste of how much pain she felt. But she was the teacher, and had a duty to be performed.
The small bug watch on from the sidelines, eyes wide, her distracted mind thought. At least he wasn't cringing anymore.
Focusing her mind of the task at hand, she assumed a fully defensive position. She would be able to avoid the next attack, she hoped, if there was going to be one. Hopefully, the type:null would understand and stop the fight as Akaren was doing. If the type:null could not stop, well, she had her sleep powder ready.
"Enough." She enunciated, carefully making sure that she did not seem at all weakened. There was a difference in ending a fight because she seemed defeated, and ending a fight on a draw. She did not wish to enact the former.
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Post by KALA KORZINA on May 20, 2017 7:35:02 GMT
Wow this Petilil was strong. Kala would have admired that if she had not been immensely frustrated by her failures. She could not beat this tiny little petilil, how could she possibly defend Indira in a time of need? The Type:Null had successfully landed a harsh blow against the petilil, but still the vines continued to weaken her slowly and surely. She turned around once more with the intent to attack though her body was weak. She would win, she just had to try!
"Enough!" the petilil had called, though her state of mind did not quite register that as a demand to cease the battle. Instead, she had assumed that the Petilil aimed to make a final blow. This was no tie in her mind, this was a fight that was in favor of the petilil. The petilil looked unharmed and undaunted by her attacks, but how!? The Type:Null was quite frustrated and confused by these strange attacks. While to a normal pokemon they might have seemed as if they were normal attacks a petilil should know, she viewed it as some sort of magic the petilil had. The grass type did not look as if it were about to attack, but if she had "learned" one thing from this fight it was that not all attacks required physical movement or touch. Heck, the petilil had somehow managed to attack her without her even noticing! What other sorts of black magic does this grass type have?
"Oh no you don't!" The Type:Null spoke weakly as she did not stop her assault, though her movements were quite sluggish and easily avoidable even for an unprepared party. Kala had a nasty habit of simply throwing herself at the opponent and hoping for damage, as the only attacks she knew involved that. She knew how to use her talons to inflict damage, but still, she did not have the experience to plan her moves as carefully as the petilil had. She would have been quite vulnerable to the sleep powder the petilil if Akaren had decided to use it.
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Post by Akaren on May 22, 2017 6:24:37 GMT
| [attr="class","boldclass"]After a couple of seconds of inaction from her opponent, Akaren assumed that the type:null felt kt safe to end the fight also, eschewing her battle-ready stance staring to sit down - or rather, flop down on to the floor. It was only a practice session, but like all battles, all parties incurred injuries, whether heavy or light. More importantly, she was tired, and had been growing steadily slower as the battle progressed. It was weakness to sink to the floor in exhaustion, and she didn't care. Care much, that it. She still made sure that she seemed to be serenely shifting to a siting position, more or less comfortable. The fact that she was panting, however, made it clear that she wasn't fully healthy.
As a result, she was completely taken off guard by the type:null's decision to continue the assault. It was clear by now that both of them were not at their physical peaks, and nearing the stage where one good gust of wind could knock them over. The other pokemon's words were good enough a warning for anyone that the null was about to attack, but Akaren was still struggling to get up when she felt searing pain. In her unprepared position, she was unable to stand her ground and went tumbling down.
Surprise and anger were her first thoughts, then fleeting shame. That's one for those who think type:nulls are savages. She thought condescendingly. Apparently, the other pokemon could not snap out of her battle-ready mind. Well, she'd do it for her then. Gathering what remained from the sleep powder she had collected, she sprayed it between herself and the type:null. In the end, she ended up ingesting some of the powder herself, but plant types had developed an immunity to the powder they produced. It did mean, however, not all of the powder she sprayed had gotten far enough, and it was uncertain whether the null would ingest enough of the dust to cause sleep. At the very least, though, it would calm the pokemon somewhat, sapping away her will to attack. She could settle for that much
Just in case, she prepared just a little more of the powder.
"I said enough." She ordered through gritted teeth, well aware that there were others watching.
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Post by KALA KORZINA on May 27, 2017 7:01:15 GMT
The type:Null was ready to take on any attack she could think of, but it was impossible to think of something she had not known about. The petilil had sprayed out a puff of strange powder that Kala had charged right into. The Type:Null felt her eyes burn as the strange dust got into her eyes. She stopped her assault once more and clawed at the mask, irritated by the stupid thing's hinderance. Could they not have found something a bit easier for her to live with?
The powder moved into the mask through the gaps for the eyes to see through and reached her nostrils. Her mouth had been parted with a harsh pant which only increased the intake of strange powder. The petilil's sleep powder took effect quickly, her body slowly being forced to shut down as her speech began to slurr, "Wha-what did...you...do..."
The type:null collapsed with a thump against the ground, her watery eyes barely able to register the shapes around her. Her mind had begun to panic, but it was not enough to override the power of the powder that had invaded her body. What was happening? Why was she so tired?
Despite her rage, terror, and battle to stay awake, the powder only overtook her senses and forced her under into a state of deep although temporary sleep. While it would not last long, it had certainly put a stop to the Type:Null that had thought differently of the Petilil's words.
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Post by Akaren on May 29, 2017 3:15:51 GMT
| [attr="class","boldclass"]The sleep powder completed its work almost instantly, dropping the type:null off into a deep sleep. It wasn't designed to drug anyone for a long time, merely as a final escape mechanism, and she knew the other pokemon would wake soon. Slightly trembling, the petilil dusted herself off. Just to ensure that the null was fine, she stepped over to the sleeping pokemon's side, ensuring that she was breathing - or, since she had no idea how the artificially constructed pokemon's biology worked, made sure they seemed to bear some semblance to being fine. She wasn't particularly worried, anyway, since sleep powder wasn't designed to do any harm to a pokemon's body. It was just the precautions.
"Right." She murmured, tapping the type:null on the mask gently. "You'll wake up soon, and you seem fine, so I'm going to leave you there for now." Not that she could help heal the pokemon if there was anything wrong with her. She knew some grass types who could heal - indeed, one of her aunts could, but she did not inherit this ability. Instead, she turned her attention towards the small bug, who seemed to shrink back into his shell now that the battle was over,although she was certain he ws watching raptly before.
"So?" She prompted, tilting her head towards the type:null's (currently) sleeping form, though her question was obviously aimed at the confused bug type, who made it certain that his confusion was known.
"Me?" He asked, voice small, though he was, at least, not trembling. "What do you want me to do?"
"Didn't you learn anything from that fight?" She asked, patiently. She had to scratch her previous plan of setting the small bug up in a fight, unless they managed to attract a feral with their noise, which was actually highly possible, now that she thought about it, since the both of them were too injured to do much - she wasn't sure how long traces of sleep powder would linger in the type:null, since it differed between species, bit there was a good chance it would slow reflexes down for some time. "What worked, and what didn't?"
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Post by KALA KORZINA on Jun 3, 2017 8:43:56 GMT
The creature rested, but not for long luckily. The powder wore off as she opened her eyes slowly. For a moment, she had thought she was back at home with Indria. Had all of that been a dream? No, that couldn't be. She was in the middle of a forest. The type:null did not bother to lift her head or move in the slightest as she tried to figure out what had happened. Maybe if she "played dead" for a bit then she could use some time to sit down and think.
She could hear the petilil speak to the kriketot with demands of what had been learned, what had worked and what hadn't. The kriketot was confused, but somehow the Type:null had brought the pieces together from her memory. She had lost. She had been taken down in combat so easily! Frustration grew once more, but her body was still under the effects of the strange chemicals that induced the slumber. She could not vent her frustrations in any way. If the petilil had wanted to kill her, she would have been dead. If this had been an important mission to protect Indria, they both would have been dead. This was not acceptable in the slightest for her.
The type:null finally gathered the energy to prop herself up on the bends of her insectoid arms as her hips remained flat against the earth. She had finally gotten the hint that the battle was over at least, but that did not mean she was happy about it.
"Ignorance," the type:null had decided to speak up about her own lesson now that she was capable of doing so. She futilely resisted the urge to yawn as she continued, "that was...my main conflict?" The null had been interrupted mid-sentence with a drawn out pest she had tried to avoid. She was not quite sure if she had even used the correct term for what she had been in search of, but that was what she was going to go with it seemed.
"Had I been more aware, I would have prepared myself for what was to come and understood what to do...or what not to do." she continued, though she had glanced to the petilil for what seemed to be a request for either approval or correction.
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