Tales of

Sinnoh

Once again he was walking through the ravaged path, this time with Cleo by his side. The pokémon seemed impressed by their surroundings and for once she wasn’t doing anything to make his life more difficult. He still wasn’t sure why the pokémon seemed to hate him, but he hoped that it would eventually change.
Nestor was carrying a small flashlight with him to light the dim-lit cave. He was hoping to find a new pokémon for his team today. That was what being a trainer was all about after all. With only one pokémon he was not going to get very far. Especially not when that one pokémon was a stubborn Gligar.
For a moment he stopped walking and moved his flashlight around to get a good view of his surroundings. It was a cave, so there wasn’t a lot to see. At least Cleo was enjoying herself. She kept flying around, crawling against the walls and looking in every hole she found.

The light of his flashlight fell on a small bottle that lay in a dark corner. His curiosity took over and he walked towards it to pick it up. What was it? Carefully he opened the bottle and smelled the contents. It actually smelled quite pleasant.
Out of nowhere, Cleo appeared beside him. The pokémon was flying in the air, also trying to smell the bottle. “Smells good, right?” he asked her. Quickly he closed it again before the Gligar would take it from him. She wasn’t pleased with him and shot him an angry glare. “I’ll get you something better once we get out of this cave,” he promised her but she was already flying away. A deep sigh rolled over his lips and he shook his head. He let his backpack slide from his shoulder and placed the bottle he just found inside of it. Afterward, he followed Cleo deeper into the cave, afraid if he lingered too long.

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OOC: Hij neemt de pokémon lure mee

With the pokémon lore safely stored inside his bag, he walked further into the cave. Cleo was constantly flying around his head like you would expect a zubat to do. “Can you stop that?” he asked while waving a hand above his head. The pokémon didn’t stop and only made a noise that sounded like she was laughing. Someone was having fun. Nestor didn’t dislike his pokémon, in fact, he liked her character very much but only wished that she would listen sometimes and stop certain behaviors.
For a while, it stayed quiet. No weird Gligar noises. “Cleo?” he asked. Vaguely he heard the flapping of her wings coming from behind him. Nestor turned around quickly, just in time to see her flying towards him before she landed on his chest, making him fall backward on the hard ground. A painful groan rolled over his lips and as he opened his eyes again, he looked straight at the displeased face of Cleo. “No, I refuse to carry you. You’re way too heavy for me, now get off.” As long as the pokémon didn’t go off him, he couldn’t stand up.

Cleo was having too much fun and refused to get off. Why was the damn thing so heavy? “Please?” Once again he had to beg his pokémon to listen and once again it didn’t help. She started laughing again as she made no effort to move away. It didn’t take long before she went quiet as something caught her attention. Nestor had no idea what it was, but he could only feel relief when the pokémon flew off him. “Thank you,” the young man sighed.
Slowly he stood up again, rubbing his back which was aching because of the fall. He had to pick up his flashlight too. They were lucky it survived the fall, otherwise, they were in big trouble.

With the flashlight in hand, he turned around to face the Gligar who was looking at something. Nestor looked around until his light fell on a wild pokémon, one he’d never seen before. He grabbed his pokédex and scanned the pokémon. It told him everything he needed to know. Apparently, this thing was a Toxel. “Come on Cleo, one stubborn purple pokémon is more than enough,” Nestor said as he turned around and walked away, gesturing for Cleo to follow him. At first, she didn’t want to, but then followed anyway.

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OOC: Hij gaat verder

Nestor tilted his head when the man challenged him to a battle. “I’m not sure if it is a good idea,” he said doubtful as his eyes wandered to Cleo. She was staring at the zubat with disgust. Never before had this pokémon actually listened to him and he had no idea why. He wanted to accept this challenge but was afraid that he would look like an idiot.
The man asked him again, even gave him a bump against his shoulder, and reassured him that he would hold back. One fight wouldn’t hurt them, right? If Cleo fainted, they were able to help her back at the pokémon center. “I guess,” he eventually said. A broad smile appeared on his challenger’s face. At least someone was happy.

They moved in opposite directions until there was enough space between them for a proper fight. The zubat looked like he’d done this before, but Cleo seemed to really dislike that creature. She wouldn’t go down without a fight either.
The zubat started with a supersonic, but Cleo quickly avoided the beams by flying upward. “Use harden,” he told his pokémon. To his surprise, she listened to him. Because he had no idea how much stronger that Zubat was, he wanted to be certain that Cleo could take a few hits if necessary. “Now knock off.” Again she listened to him and rushed towards the zubat. Their opponent tried to avoid the attack too, but Cleo saw it coming and managed to hit the zubat.

This was not going too badly and Nestor was happy about that. “Try poisoning them with poison sting.” Cleo flew forward again, trying to hit the zubat with his tail. This time the zubat managed to avoid it and she only hit the stone wall. His opponent asked his zubat for an absorb. “Avoid it Cleo,” Nestor asked of his pokémon, but she stayed against the wall she just attacked. The tip of her tail was stuck inside a crack and Nestor clenched his jaw when he saw it. She did manage to free herself, but not before the attack hit her.
The fact that the zubat managed to hit Cleo fueled her anger. “Another poison sting.” This time she moved faster and managed to hit the zubat, poisoning them in the process. Nestor dared to smile at this little victory, but it didn’t take long. The zubat used absorb and healed some of the damage done to them, but the poison running through her veins was still there. “Maybe a sand attack and then knock off when they’re blinded,” he didn’t sound sure at all this time, yet Cleo tried to do as he said but wasn’t entirely sure how to do it. This was their first battle after all and it was more complicated than using brute force.
There was not enough sand to completely hide her, but they were lucky. The zubat tried to avoid her when she saw her coming and it would have worked if it wasn’t for the poison that sent a wave of pain through her body. Thus Cleo managed to hit them. “And another one.”
Cleo went for another knock off while the zubat was still recovering, but right as she hit her, the zubat used a supersonic. Both attacks were a hit and Cleo started heavily shaking her head, the whole world was spinning before her eyes. All while Nestor could only hope that the last attack was enough to defeat the zubat.