Lucille
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The Tempest
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
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Post by Lucille on Jul 7, 2023 10:20:11 GMT 9
Mechanical (Easy)ZONE A
Lucille felt the chill in the air as her breathing started to turn into a faint fog the higher the elevator climbed into the atmosphere, following the titanous bird as it ascended, rising and rising to heights in which one would find it increasingly harder to breathe. The kindler rose her hands to bring the fabric of her charcoal-black bomber jacket closer to her frame in order to keep whatever body heat she had from escaping. Burying her face into the floof around the base of her neckline as a shiver ran along her spine. Shoving her gloved hands into the pockets of her jacket.
It was difficult to believe Nintendo had programmed something like this into the game but technology had come a long way since the years she had ceased playing handheld PokƩmon games. Enough so that they were able to put on events on completely massive scales such as this. It was astounding, every detail felt real, breathtakingly so. From size to intensity of the feelings it evoked in each player, a living, breathing PokƩmon world that never stood still, hell, there was even Rotom' that handed out inconspicuously branded energy drink products. Lucille had been part of this world for weeks at this point and she still wasn't used to the scale of it. It was so much bigger than her but she loved it, even if her reactions were rather stunted compared to others.
Zapdos had tried and failed to damage the platform, even going as far as to use the shrine grasped within its talons as a weapon of some sort. A loud booming voice rang out in the air as the thunderbird spoke to the players, some words were directed at certain players and others were towards no one particular player.
The words settled in Lucille's mind, snow-white eyebrows knitting together as she processed what the deity was arguing for. Humanity was expanding, population demanded it so, encroaching on territories that didn't belong to them. But it wasn't all bad, pokƩmon and humans went together like chocolate and peanut butter. It was a delicious combination and a beautiful companionship. The kindler shook her head, Zapdos was far from right about humans.
Aymr had pelted off of Zapdos' jagged feathers like a boomerang, returning to the platform with a pant and a huff, the air was thinning out. The fire mouse holding up one of his front paws in a makeshift thumbs up, though he had no digits to do so. Signalling that he was okay, much thanks to the Cyclizar that had passed off some protective energy to him which was a massive help in keeping him from being worse for wear. Then there was a Mew that had been floating around the platform, passing out heals to different players and PokƩmon, the watery aura soaking into Aymr's skin, invigorating him to bounce and throw out his paws as if boxing his own shadow <Aye! Thank ya' Mew! I needed that. Alright! Lemme back at 'im!>
Lucille had to stifle the laugh that threatened to leave her lips, shaking her head āYou know what to do, you don't need me telling you, Aymr. Byleth, you too!ā On command the duo sprang into action, Aymr bouncing high into the air, spinning and curling up into a ball that was akin to a flame wheel without the fire. As if Aymr was a miniature planet with his own orbit, rocks began to circle him, adding to the inevitable rollout attack that was heading towards Zapdos once more.
Aymr used Rollout, doing 128 Damage
Byleth on the other hand was feeling the environmental chill, frost beginning to build against her scales as she struggled to keep her body filled with warmth, unlike her fiery-blooded friend who seemed to be faring a lot better in the icy air. Her eyes were gradually growing heavier, her body threatening to lock up as it grew colder by the second.
āByleth?ā Lucille's gaze flickered to the green serpent dragon āByleth! You alright there?ā Byleth seemed to perk up slightly, shaking her head and patting her noodle-like arms against her face in order to wake herself up out of her stupor a bit <H-Huh? Y-Yes mama! I'm ok. It's just... real cold. I'm really feeling it.> āThink you could attack Zapdos with Astonish? I'll let you warm up in my jacket when you get back, alright?āThe Dreepy blinked at the sudden offer, she was going to be allowed to cuddle up in her 'mothers' jacket? That thought alone was enough to motivate Byleth to attack. Warmth! She wanted it so badly! She would quite literally smack Zapdos out of the sky if it meant she could warm up around a nice campfire after all this was over.
Byleth used Astonish, doing 56 Damage
GOAL (ALTITUDE 3): 7425/7815
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Lucille on Jul 6, 2023 23:43:27 GMT 9
Fast AttackPokemon: Cyndaquil Move(s) Used: Rollout Move Type(s): Move Target: Zapdos zTEzryirsweeper2sweeper2
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
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Post by Lucille on Jul 6, 2023 23:42:13 GMT 9
Charge AttackPokemon: Dreepy Move(s) Used: Astonish Move Type(s): Move Target: Zapdos PJ_alea8tank2tank2
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Post by Lucille on Jul 4, 2023 11:27:02 GMT 9
Mechanical (Easy)ZONE A
Lucille's heart hammered away at her ribs while knots settled into the pit of her stomach. Her hair whipping about wildly as the winds swirled like miniature tornadoes around her and the other trainers that were on the elevator platform. Swallowing thickly, she glanced at the Dreepy at her side, the hatchling shivering and yelping as a crack of thunder tore through the clouds like a freshly made scar before disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Byleth covered her head with her serpentine arms and shut her eyes tight, beads of sweat melding into the rain that ran along her scaled flesh. Byleth didn't want any of this, she hadn't asked to be put into a battle against an impossible opponent. The thing was a goddamn deity of all PokƩmon! A Zapdos, part of the legendary bird trio. The thing summoned thunderstorms for a living, it wouldn't think twice about zapping anything that stood within its path. It was so large and terrifying to someone so small and new to the world.
<I really don't know if I can do this mama!>
āIt's okay to be scared Byleth. But you don't have to worry, I won't let anything bad happen to you... so be brave for me, alright?ā The snow-haired woman did her best to reassure Byleth as she moved close to the infant dragon, curling her arms around the creature's frame and bringing it close which caused the Dreepy to nuzzle closer after a few moments of reluctance. Aymr the Cyndaquil scoffed and folded his tiny arms across his chest, shaking his head as he looked on at the scene before him.
<OH c'moooon! We should be rarin' to go! We have a giant chicken to fry!>
Lucille simply stared at her starter pokemon, a brief exhale exiting her nose as she let go of the Dreepy āYou're fired up so fine. Rollout.ā Sometimes she wondered how she ended up with such a smart ass for a first Pokemon. Not that she didn't sometimes enjoy his smugness but there was certainly a time and a place for such things and this wasn't one of them.
The Cyndaquil however didn't need to be told twice, hopping back and forth on his feet before leaping up into the air, rolling up like Sonic the fucking Hedgehog and hurtling towards the towering Thunderbird before them.
Aymr used Rollout, doing 137 Damage to Zapdos
The Dreepy took a few moments before she felt calm enough to open her eyes and lower her arms down, just in time to watch the Cyndaquil's attack, how Aymr could be so brave was beyond her. But somehow he managed. Perhaps she could be capable of the same thing? She had to protect her 'mother' somehow. Taking a deep breath, Byleth dug deep for whatever shreds of courage she could muster. Ceasing her quivering mess and choosing to stand her ground.
Byleth used Core Ability: Disrupt, Covering Zone A to Mitigate 103 Damage
GOAL (ALTITUDE 3): 6639/7000 ZONE A DISRUPT: 103
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Lucille on Jul 4, 2023 4:27:05 GMT 9
Roll your Charge Atk twice and take the higher result!DisruptPokemon:Dreepy Core Ability:Disrupt Ability Target:Zapdos Move(s) Used:Astonish Move Type(s):Move Target:Zapdos Fjs|jZdZtank2 tank2tank2Ā·tank2
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Lucille on Jul 4, 2023 3:57:43 GMT 9
Roll your Charge Atk twice and take the higher result!DisruptPokemon:Dreepy Move(s) Used:Astonish Move Type(s):Move Target:Zapdos 5HECwCDVtank2tank2tank2Ā·tank2
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Lucille on Jul 4, 2023 3:54:39 GMT 9
Fast AttackPokemon: Cyndaquil Move(s) Used:Rollout Move Type(s):Move Target:Zapdos 55GihYBVsweeper2sweeper2
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Lucille on Jul 4, 2023 1:59:34 GMT 9
Lucille found herself pausing as a voice rang out through the air, blinking as she turned her head this way and that before her cerulean orbs settled upon who she assumed was the source of the voice. The person with hair fiery-red started waving a hand in her direction causing the alabaster-haired woman to briefly quirk an eyebrow before lifting her hand and slowly waving back āHello.ā There was a brief interlude after saying hello in which Lucille took a few moments to process the others words, slowly nodding her head āI certainly am, the professor did ask after all. I suppose it is part of the tutorial... though I'm not a huge fan of having to do them with other people. But I'll deal with it since it's better to get it over with, right?ā Lucille was willing to cooperate with other players despite her initial reluctance since it meant their end goal was the same. Maybe it was time to push herself a bit to at least make a friend in this new game. It was an MMO after all, there was bound to be run-ins with other players so she would eventually have to suck it up.
The Cyndaquil that was ahead of his trainer paused, turning around and hurriedly rushing back towards Lucille and the strange woman and her Froakie. Aymr tilted his head back to peer up at the red-head and the blue-frog <Ohhh! Whossat? New friends? Finally something excitin' in this dump!> He piped up, a curious lilt to his tone as he excitedly hopped on the soles of his little feet. The sleepy dragon noodle around Lucille's shoulder soon perked up, wide amber eyes blinking tiredly <Huhn? ... What's all the noise?> Byleth chittered, her adjusting vision eventually settling upon the strange girl and her frog partner, maw smacking together before she slowly lowered her head back down and relaxed. Byleth wasn't about to waste energy when she could have been napping instead. She was a baby after all, the length of a string of spaghetti at that.
Lucille glanced down at the Cyndaquil āPlease be nice Aymr, we don't want any unnecessary fighting.ā She said flatly causing the fire mouse in question to huff <You're so boring! C'moooon live a little, it won't kill ya' 'sides the girl looks nice.> As a usually timid species, Aymr was an obvious outlier, boisterous and unruly. The exact opposite of his trainer in all manner of things. He wasn't about to just let his trainer go without making friends, she was already enough of a lone wolf as it is.
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
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Post by Lucille on Jul 3, 2023 3:42:31 GMT 9
CHARACTER: Lucille DIFFICULTY: Mechanical (Easy) POKEMON:- Dreepy - Tank -
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SECONDARY OBJECTIVE?: Main Raid Only āļø I have read the Raid Rules and agree to conduct myself appropriately during this World Event, both on Discord and in-character.
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
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Post by Lucille on Jun 18, 2023 21:22:37 GMT 9
It had been a few days since Lucille had last logged into UNOVR, No one had said running a nightclub was easy, but it was definitely exhausting. Especially for someone who wasn't exactly a social butterfly, people were draining on the 'social battery'. When the professor stopped her as she started to leave the research tent to ask her to deliver something, she wasn't too pleased. Tutorials were a pain in general but to have to be put through them with another person? Lucille reluctantly accepted her fate.
Tucking the weighty package under her arm, her gaze flickered to her newly acquired pair. A Cyndaquil that had been named Aymr and a Dreepy that was freshly hatched that she had named Byleth. The duo stared up at her unsure of their trainer's current demeanor āI'm ok, just tired is all. You two don't have to worry about me... but it's nice that you do.ā She spoke softly to reassure them, it was pretty impressive that Nintendo would go so far with that kind of programming, which made things a lot more realistic in that sense. The small green noodle letting out a squeal-like chirp before floating up to perch herself against Lucille's shoulder and nudged up under her head, which earned a light chuckle from the tall woman āHahah ok, ok Byleth. We have things to do. These tutorials aren't going to do themselves.ā With that said, Lucille brought up the menu of her UI and selected the map. Her eyes scanning over the unfamiliar territory ahead of her which had a solid orange line running through it, perhaps as some kind of guide that she was meant to follow? Minimizing the map and tossing it into the corner to act as a mini-map, Lucille motioned her head for Aymr the Cyndaquil to walk the trail with her <Alright! We have a looooong way to go!> He bounced ahead of Lucille though made sure not to get too ahead of himself.
A small smile curled the corners of her lips as she watched the fire mouse, exhaling from her nose briefly and shaking her head āIt's nice to see someone excited about this. Hopefully, we run into someone along the way.ā She murmured as she followed behind her fiery companion. Raising her free hand and giving Byleth some scratches under her chin, earning a delighted purr from the baby dragon-ghost type.
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
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Post by Lucille on Jun 5, 2023 21:17:11 GMT 9
Tilting her head back to look over her shoulder, Lucille noticed that the onslaught of fire and psychic attacks from herself and some other trainers had been fairly effective in at least halting the Beedril's advancement. Which was a relief and allowed scrambling trainers to reach a safe distance or aid in subdueing the rampaging insects, her PokƩmon knowledge hadn't faded too much to not know the basics of type-effectiveness. Though it was sure to be spotty when it came to actually taking care of and raising the actual monsters. So much had changed and there was plenty to learn about. Pushing herself upright, Lucille's eyes scanned over the oval shaped egg. Carefully scooping it up into her arms and holding it close to the warmth of her frame. The egg had an eerily lizard quality to its texture, it was bumpy and not smooth like one would expect of a PokƩmon egg. It was mostly two shades of green in coloration darker on the top and lighter on the bottom with two round yellow markings that looked like eyes near the upper middle of the eggs surface. It wasn't something that belonged to a PokƩmon that Lucille was familiar with, that was for sure.
As if reacting to the warmth that the ivory haired woman gave off, the egg began jolting and rattling, cracks forming across the scaly surface and splintering in spider-web like patterns before chips of eggshell began to fly in all kinds of directions. Beams of light began pouring out of the cracks, noises heard from within while the species inside managed to finally burst the top of the eggshell off. The light leaving the form of a infantile green lizard, beady yellow orbs blinking as blurred vision slowly came into focus. The first thing that she lays her eyes on is Lucille and without a second thought, she tests out her voice <M-...Ma-Mama?>
For a moment, Lucille is taken aback by the dragon/ghost type's speech but then she remembers that she had opted in for PokƩspeech to be a thing. While it wasn't like PokƩmon could actually talk in the games that she was used too, it was definitely a welcome feature in this one. "Hello little one." She cooed gently and set the remaining eggshell down before carefully taking the newborn from it. The UI bringing up various information about the unfamiliar creature to her.
So it was called a Dreepy? That name wouldn't do at all. After a few momemnts of contemplation, she came up with something much better.
"Welcome to the world, Byleth..."
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
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Post by Lucille on May 29, 2023 8:38:08 GMT 9
| Byleth |
Dragapult | Female | Dragon/Ghost | | Tank | 500 HP | ATK: 1d150 | Uncommon (+5) |
BASIC MOVES 1-10 Astonish, Bite, Infestation, Quick Attack, Lock-On, Dragon Breath, Dragon Darts
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 Assurance, Hex
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 Agility, Double Hit
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 U-Turn, Dragon Dance, Phantom Force, Dragon Pulse
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Take Down, Dragon Rush, Double Edge
TIER MAX MOVES 70-100 Last Resort | OTHER INFORMATION: Named after the female protagonist of Fire Emblem Three Houses. Hatched from an egg that was obtained during a Rookery event. Byleth thinks of her trainer as a parental figure. Fascinated by shiny objects and will take them to her stash. Often sleepy and found nestling in her trainer's hair, though she is much too big to do so but it is a habit that she has had since being a hatchling. Speaks in #813fff
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Post by Lucille on May 29, 2023 3:15:34 GMT 9
Link to Successful Egg HuntTHE ROOKERY GIVES YOU...[DragonEgg]ApAmpLqN1d220 EggHatch your egg IC to add this Pokemon to your Storage Box! 1d220
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Lucille
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Post by Lucille on May 22, 2023 11:43:44 GMT 9
Lucille was enjoying a peaceful picnic lunch with her partner PokĆ©mon... or at least, she was until the Beedrill nation attacked. Food and drink were flung this way and that as she scrambled to her feet just in time to avoid a dive-bombing insectoid. The buzzing growing ever louder in her ears as she scooped up her fire starter and made a break for it across the nest of the Rookery āAymr if you could use an Ember that would be great!ā There was a hint of panic to her voice as she panted between words, she really wasn't the most athletic person to exist. The Cyndaquil that she held close to her bosom wriggling free and climbing up to launch himself off of his trainer's shoulder. Flames licking at the sides of his jaws before he began to spit them towards the approaching bees, hoping to at least slow them down somewhat for his trainer to get a safe enough distance away.
Lucille noticed that other trainers were making breaks for various eggs that were scattered throughout the nest. Wait, was there something she was missing? Without a few seconds to think, she leapt for the nearest egg she could find. hopefully shielding it with her body from a swooping, human-sized bee.
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Lucille
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The Tempest
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Posts: 79
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Player Name: Lucille Whitehall
OOC Username: Riri
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Post by Lucille on May 22, 2023 10:25:39 GMT 9
The snow-haired woman grasped the capsule-shaped orb in her palms gingerly, her eyes studying the name written clearly across the surface of the white tape 'Cyndaquil' Lucille nodded her head softly in appreciation āThank you. I'll take good care of it.ā She uttered as she rose from her seat and pushed the button in the center of the PokĆ©ball, perhaps it was time she met her new friend and introduced herself. The crimson and silver sphere popping open and releasing a blue light onto the floor that dissipated into the form of a small mouse-like creature.
The fire mouse blinked a few times as it took in the surroundings, shaking off its fur and rubbing its small stubby paws against its face as if to prune itself before pausing as Lucille moved to squat down closer to the Cyndaquil's height, extending out a gloved hand towards her newfound companion āHello.ā Lucille began as she observed her new PokĆ©mon. The Cyndaquils' snout wriggled briefly, face scrunching up before it let out a loud <Aaaacchoooo!> A few embers shooting out onto the floor below as the fire on its back crackled to life suddenly. Lucille withdrawing her hand quickly in surprise and practically leaping to her feet to stomp out the embers with her boots before they managed to ignite and start a fire in the research tent. That wouldn't have been a good way to make an impression as a trainer. Nor stay on Professor Ash's good side. Thankfully the embers had only left a few scorch marks against the surface of the floor. Which hopefully Ash wouldn't notice... maybe.
Perhaps it would be best if they left before she had the chance to notice such a thing. There wasn't any rush to get to know or name her new partner after all. The duo could take their time with that. Lucille quietly scooped up the sniffly Cyndaquil, who tilted its head at the warmth of its trainers' form. The ashen-haired woman adjusting her hold on the fire-mouse for a moment to put the PokƩball away on her belt before making a move for the entrance to the tent. Pausing briefly and turning to wave her good-byes to the Professor.
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