second battle

[whitleas.livejournal.com]

[You find yourself in a new dream. Unlike the last dream conjured by this particular mind, however, this dream is not set in a route from Nuvema to Accumula. Indeed, this dream is set somewhere else entirely from those three places.

Instead of a road paved with tall grass, there is a large arena in front of you. It seems empty today, seeing as it's one of the few slow days that Unova experiences.

Enter, however, and find not only Whitlea on the battlefield, but a green-haired young man facing off against her, while another young man with glasses and a young woman with a funny hat watch from the sidelines. All four of them seem to be good friends with each other, from the way they interact.

Whitlea smiles at the young man in front of her, a Pokeball in her hand.]

All right, N, I've been training for this day. Are you ready?

[The man nods, a smile on his face.]

Samurott, let's go!

((OOC: Whitlea's greatest desire, as you can see, is to be able to count N as a friend along with Cheren and Bianca. It's not deadly or anything, but she will focus on the battle and nothing else, which is why all replies will be post-battle.))

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[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

[ Aerith watches with at first with an uncertain expression -- she's learned to fight, but she doesn't fight for the thrill of battling, and she doesn't know what to make of using other creatures to fight.

But in their own way, they seem to ... enjoy it? ]

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

[ And they fight well and it's easy to see that they have trained long and hard for this, so at the end of the match Aerith applauds both trainers and their Pokemon from the nearby stands. ]