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lostcarnival2017-08-21 11:08 am
zebrarhyme_everytime) wrote in lostcarnival2017-08-21 11:08 am
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Big Trouble in Little Kalos
Who: Zecora, a Lucario, and you!
When: Day 150
Where: The Medical Tent
What: Zecora may not be the best zebra, in a vacuum, to train a Fighting-type.
Warnings: Rhyming?
The usual serenity of the Medical Tent broke along with, from the sound of it, several ceramic jars -- plus a faintly gong-like crash that might have been a cauldron. A moment later, the front tent flaps flew open as a sphere of energy shot out and into the sky, followed by a Lucario, followed by a zebra that came to a halt in the doorway, her hooves stamping angrily on the ground.
"That was not a training dummy!
Your behavior is just crummy!"
Lucario picked himself up and dusted himself off, haughtily refusing to acknowledge Zecora's withering glare or twitching muscles. In this, he was a fairly wise Pokemon, for Zecora's anger could never last terribly long. After a moment, the zebra relaxed slightly, stepping out of the tent proper to address Lucario in a more reasonable tone of voice.
"If my tools or patients are near
You cannot throw an Aura Sphere."
Lucario looked back to her, then turned fully to face her as he lifted one paw in a vague challenge directed at nothing, then banged it against his other paw and twisted his wrists so the spikes on the back of each banged together. Zecora, who had seen this all before, sighed.
"No you might
NOT seek a fight.
I have a hunch
Nopony wants a punch."
Lucario actually growled, more out of frustration than anger, before just dropping right down on the path to sulk. Looking rather upset, Zecora sat next to him, patting his back with one hoof out of sympathy.
"I don't know what to do
With you, is it true," she said, just as frustrated as her poor Pokemon looked.
When: Day 150
Where: The Medical Tent
What: Zecora may not be the best zebra, in a vacuum, to train a Fighting-type.
Warnings: Rhyming?
The usual serenity of the Medical Tent broke along with, from the sound of it, several ceramic jars -- plus a faintly gong-like crash that might have been a cauldron. A moment later, the front tent flaps flew open as a sphere of energy shot out and into the sky, followed by a Lucario, followed by a zebra that came to a halt in the doorway, her hooves stamping angrily on the ground.
"That was not a training dummy!
Your behavior is just crummy!"
Lucario picked himself up and dusted himself off, haughtily refusing to acknowledge Zecora's withering glare or twitching muscles. In this, he was a fairly wise Pokemon, for Zecora's anger could never last terribly long. After a moment, the zebra relaxed slightly, stepping out of the tent proper to address Lucario in a more reasonable tone of voice.
"If my tools or patients are near
You cannot throw an Aura Sphere."
Lucario looked back to her, then turned fully to face her as he lifted one paw in a vague challenge directed at nothing, then banged it against his other paw and twisted his wrists so the spikes on the back of each banged together. Zecora, who had seen this all before, sighed.
"No you might
NOT seek a fight.
I have a hunch
Nopony wants a punch."
Lucario actually growled, more out of frustration than anger, before just dropping right down on the path to sulk. Looking rather upset, Zecora sat next to him, patting his back with one hoof out of sympathy.
"I don't know what to do
With you, is it true," she said, just as frustrated as her poor Pokemon looked.
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Nosh looks at Zecora pitifully, her antennae drooping. Y U GOTTA BE THIS WAY...?]
[about then, someone else crashes into the woods, yelling out;]
NOSH PAKU-PAKU OKUMURA, YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!
[Nosh cowers a bit. Full name. Never a good thing. Rin comes through the brush and looks down at her with a stern eye. He then looks apologetically at Zecora]
I'm sorry. I've been looking for her all over, and I felt that little earthquake she made. I hope she isn't giving you and your blue dog too much trouble.
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But they're causing more harm than they should.
[Mostly Nosh, to be fair. Earthquake, honestly? But Lucario had encouraged that behavior, so she turns her firm look back on him to make it clear he bears some blame in this.]
He's eager to fight
Whenever he might.