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By LordCowCow · Posted
Pretty nice, and sad, some bits a bit....jumpy? idk how to describe it, 7.5/10 -
“Hi! Hello! Look! My very first attempt at fishing and I have come away from the experience with a Goldeen! This hat was not an unpropitious omen after all! In fact, I am already very sure that Pisces and I are going to be very good friends.” "Wow! Nice catch!" Then came the related question Bridget wasn't looking forward to. “But what about you? Have you also found some aquatic acquaintance to match with? And where is Nathaniel?” "Uhhh... let's not talk about it." That was, in her mind, a better answer than "all I got was a magikarp, and it's disappointing even for a magikarp." Bridget scanned over the crowd, in search of Nathan. Maybe it was just the general bustle of the fishing contest, compiled with not having known him or Quinn for very long, but she was having trouble picking him out in a crowd. And then the bells rang, signaling the end of the contest. Well, finding him was more of a when than an if at that point. At least there was that. And then there was an explosion! Someone had set off some sort of bomb, and then a haughty voice made it clear just who it was! “We are Team Phoenix, and we’re going to change the world!” Okay, Bridget had heard stories about groups whose names started with "Team." Some better or worse than others. In her own firsthand experience though, they just seemed like more of a mild annoyance at worst, rather than anyone who would even dream of setting off a bomb. Even then, she found herself agreeing with them more often than not. But that was a Galar matter, and this was Korova, and this Team Phoenix was clearly a bunch of bad eggs! And standing front and center was... Alicia!? But she seemed like such a good kid! A bit of a snob, sure, but Bridget wouldn't have marked her down as this type of person at all! More importantly, there was her grunts. Bridget recognized that man in the group! That long red hair, that black jacket... that had to be the guy who stole Arthur! While Quinn and Nathan respectively busied themselves with Alicia and her female grunt, Bridget glared daggers at the man of the group, pokeball already in hand. "Oy! We've got a score to settle, Poké-napper!" "Don't know what you're talking about, I haven't napped any Pokemon yet! Haven't napped with em either!" "Huh!? You mean you don't recognize this? Go get 'em, Arfur!" Bridget threw the pokeball forth, releasing the orange creature who introduced himself with as menacing a sound as an angry chirping could be. Only to then regard the grunt and then Bridget with a look of confusion. "Yeah that's one of those Trapinch things from the desert, what's it got to do with me? Oh whatever you're just trying to distract me from the battle, go Zubat!" "Am not! Oh whatever, you're just tryin' to confuse me, Arfur, bite that zubat!" The grunt, in turn, ordered his zubat to astonish Arthur. There was a baring of fangs and a clamping of jaws as the two pokemon clashed, before the trainers repeated their previous orders. The zubat, being the faster of the two by far, was easily able to astonish Arthur before he could bite his target a second time. This time, zubat did such a great job of it that Arthur reeled back, going up on his hind legs before falling over onto his back, forcing him to roll back onto his feet before resuming the exchanging of blows. -
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