Bubble Buttz

[Shiz]

(Payed 500 from my account for Mysie and Luka's scuba gear.)

It was finally Mysie's turn to decide where the two were going -- and she chose Alluvia City. She read all about it online, since it was apparently a big deal. Hell, these people live in a giant bubble underwater. What isn't cool about that? Anyway, Mysie decided it was time to go a little bit on a catching spree ... She would try to catch anything and everything that she didn't have already - unless they were in the same evolutionary line of something she had already obtained, of course. The girl had decided to bring one of her favorite water types along as her protector - apparently it was like a written rule somewhere, that all tourists had to bring along their own water pokemon to protect and escort them to the city itself -- since the way there wasn't the easiest.

It was all water, until they reached the city, where they would be free to move about without their scuba gear. There was some sort of air lock sequence or something ... She didn't know too much about those sorts of things. At any rate, Mysie waited by the water's edge for Luka to be ready; she was seriously excited to dive in and search around for water types that she's never seen before. "You ready?" She called over her shoulder, clad in a skin tight outfit. It was kind of embarrassing, since it showed her curves...

[Guest]

Luka had been a little surprised that Mysie had chosen Alluvia City to go to - however, he wasn't about to complain. For one, he had heard it was a truly extravagant city - placed in like, a big bubble of air that just sort of stayed underwater. Plus, the Item Finder he had was water proof - so that would be awesoome. And - his PC application would let him get the rest of his Pokemon later on - he was bringing Stitch, Silkie, and Woof with him for whenever they weren't in Alluvia. Otherwise, he would have his original team.

Only in black swim trunks with no additional decorations besides his necklace, which was just a small, silver chain, the boy was half naked. Or...man, I guess. Eighteen years old since about...some time ago, he was quite the HANDSOME MAN. |D Well-tone chest and arms, and his muscles were clearly visible. He wasn't like, super buff, though. He personally thought that...that was too much. He may be a coordinator, but he already had purple hair and lacy clothing - no need for a strange body, too.
"Yeah," he called back, walking up to Mysie with Stitch on his bare shoulder and Silkie rolling behind him. Woof was just...by Luka's feet just about always, his mouth open and his eyes wide as he stared with an unwavering smile on his expression. He was making sure not to be caught looking at Mysie though - with a bathing suit on, it was more than easy to spot her curves, and to be honest, he didn't want to be suspected of anything. He was an eighteen-year old boy, so you naturally couldn't blame him for looking every so often. |D It'd probably increase a bit when they got underwater, though...

[Shiz]

With a short nod, Mysie was far too focused one getting ready to jump in to really care. Zigzagoon was sitting next to her trainer, pouting slightly because she wasn't able to breath underwater; which meant that she couldn't tag along until the humans had made it to the city. With a sigh, her ears folded as Mysie returned her to the pokeball, before shifting and getting ready to dive. With a grunt and a splash, her silky hair flowed up and around her head, as she twisted and turned to look for Luka. Totodile popped out of his pokeball, stalling by Mysie's side, smiling widely as his legs kicked back and forth wildly in excitement. OooOohh <3 Time to go for a swim with his mommy~ He giggled maniacly, before jetting back to Luka, nipping at his heels; 'faster! Faster!!!'

[Guest]

Luka, well, none of his Pokemon were pouting. Tigre didn't mind, Anubis plain didn't care, and Foosh was fire. :x He didn't want to be out there, anyway. Woof, Silkie, and Stitch were in a good mood, though. SWIMMIN', YO.

They watched Mysie and her Pokemon dive in, and Stitch squealed and leaped off of Luka, landing on the incoming waves and crawling back into his home. Strangely enough, he could swim very well, and Luka had no idea how he did. Stitch just sort of...floated wherever he wanted to. :/ He could sink and rise, too. Stitch came back up and floated towards Mysie, only the black dots on his head that were his 'eyes' visible. Other than his shell, of course.

Silkie rolled in, and Luka dove in where it was deeper. Woof stayed there for a moment...before wondering where the hell he went, and started freaking out. He eventually raced into the water, though. Stupid Slowpoke. Now with his hair wet and sort of blackish-looking, he emerged with Stitch on his head, and gave the rock a look. Stitch just giggled and hopped off again. It had been so long since he had swam anywhere~

[Kei Osideken]

The underwater world is a completely different world! On land everything is flat, but here you can swim upwards, or downwards and it feels nice to have a little more freedom over you movements. as you begin to make your way to Alluvia you begin to notice more and more pokemon. Mostly weakling Magikarp though. But at one point a School of Luvdisc swim between and around the two trainers and their pokemon. Hmm... I wonder... =3

Anywhat-not. As you keep swimming the sunlight trickling down from the surface above you spot something... Big? No that couldn't be right. The whole thing seemed to move and flow in the water. It sure as hell wasn't one 'thing'... It was a lot of whatever the hell it was.

Wailmer. That's what they were. A helluva lot of Wailmer. Easily over 3 dozen Wailmer swimming together. It was quite a sight to behold actually, so many large pokemon swimming about. But something left you feeling... unsettled... Perhaps it was because they were swimming right towards you two... Naw that couldn't be it. Perhaps it was because they looked like they wouldn't notice you as the underwater-trampled you if they passed around you.. Maybe.

[Shiz]

It was easy to tell just how much Mysie really loved the water. A collector at heart, water pokemon were easily her favourite type -- meaning that she would most definitely catch as many as her heart desired. In other words; all of them. The girl had even come prepared: with a bag full of pokeballs, and even a handful of dive balls, as well as her heavy balls that she still had from before. Everything that wasn't water proof in her bag, was wrapped up in a few plastic ones; the bag itself even, was wrapped in a giant plastic covering, to ensure that nothing fall out. Anyway, a heavy ball would be perfect in this case -- as she was fully prepared to go for a Wailmer. If she could help it though, she would much prefer if she could befriend the pokemon rather than outright battle it. Water pokemon were generally less aggressive than most others: with the exception of a few, such as Gyarados. At any rate, the breeder believed that Wailmer were those of the first category; they wouldn't attack on sight. However, that wasn't exactly the problem at hand.

The girl squeaked, totally unsure of what to do next. Instinctively, she reached out for Luka, pulling him closer as she desperately tried to swim deeper into the water -- in order to escape the oncoming 'flood' of water pokemon. They were huge, however: and great in numbers. The possibility of even avoiding the pokemon in general was exceedingly low, to the point where Mysie was tempted to simply latch on to the creatures as they passed bye; much better than getting smacked in the face by the huge blubbery things, right? Well, that's exactly what she did. Giving up on the idea that she could maybe, somehow avoid all of them -- the girl decided to simply grab on tight to one of the Wailmer as they passed by: eyes shut tight in fear of what was to happen. After all, just because she studied each pokemon species' average personality -- didn't mean that these Wailmer would fit that description. Her heart beat frantically as she attempted to cling to Luka, as well as keep a firm hold on whichever 'unfortunate' Wailmer that would get stuck with her.

Totodile giggled maniacally, clearly either unaware of his circumstances, or just plain finding it amusing. The water type was one of the latter category; not gentle and understanding -- but not overly aggressive either. Just ... Different. Although that was probably because he was still too young to develop the personality that would define who he was for the rest of his life. Anyway, the little guy chomped down on the edge of Luka's trunks, getting dragged along for the ride -- as Mysie pulled Luka, therefore pulling Totodile, as well. It was just a little train~ "Totodile!" He cried, eyes widening as if finally understanding what the fuck was going on -- although ... Yeah, he just started laughing again. Bubbles escaped his mouth, as his tiny arms waved around wildly, eyes closed although somehow leaking his ecstasy. Mysie reached out, pulling him close to her chest so as to keep him safe. The Wailmer might not be trying to hurt anyone -- but they could easily crush someone or something by accident.

[Guest]

Luka's eyes weren't really all that wide, but he was quite surprised when Mysie grabbed him and then latched herself onto a Wailmer, while at the same time, holding onto him. Stitch screamed underwater and zoomed towards Luka, easily catching up and clinging to his shoulder with his claws, while at the same time making sure not to pinch the boy. Silkie was bouncing on top of the Wailmer - since he had recognized one of them as his friend from their trip to Luka's home. Woof was just sort of sitting on one, and that gave Luka an idea. He made sure Totodile was off of him before he executed his plan.

Luka wriggled free of Mysie's grasp and was sent far backwards behind the Wailmer, and he turned around to face another Wailmer, which he was able to gently hold on to and steady himself on top of it. Nice. "Wuuuuh," Woof moaned sleepily, obviously approving of Luka's actions.

[Kei Osideken]

Well by 'tagging' along in the Wailmer's school you manage to escape from become the first people to be trampled... Underwater. But what was causing the Wailmer to act like this? It wasn't odd that they were traveling in a large group. No that wasn't it. Something was up.

Looking around at each of the Wailmer you begin to notice something. The Wailmer don't look happy at all, being together in such a big group and all, one would think they would absolutely love being together.

Something else was funny too. Your Wailmer that you are riding seem to be going slower than the others. Perhaps you are holding onto the fat Wailer of the group... Oh wait. =3

Or perhaps it is you holding on that causes more drag. That seems more likely. Looking around once more you find that you are now at the rear of the pod of Wailmer. The pod wasn't as big as you initially thought, but it was still pretty damn big. Looking behind you, you soon find out what was really going on.

Behind you, or more importantly the Wailmer, was a bunch of Carvanha. The Carvanha seemingly were hungry... And well to them Nothing tastes better than a nice tasty Wailmer. Upon counting the Carvanha you find approximately... 5 or 6 of them trying to catch a straggling Wailmer, such as the one you are riding...

You could let go and let the Wailmer catch up to it's friends and risk 'sleepin' wit duh fishes'... Or you could could sacrifice the Wailmer and try to save you own skin... D=

[Guest]

Luka noticed that the Wailmer he was riding on was going fairly slower than the others, and that there was a giant school of ravenous looking Carvahna behind them very quickly. He kind of wanted one of them, though...

He gestured to Silkie, who leaped off of the Wailmer and was a big, spinning ball that would most definitely hit one of the Carvahna, since it was a big school and ONE of them wouldn't be able to see them in time - since there was another Carvahna in front of them that blocked their sight. He would spin and try his best, chasing the closed Carvahna until he hit them right on the head pretty darned hard. Obviously, water moves wouldn't work on them.

Luka nodded at Stitch and turned around on the Wailmer, lying down so there would be less drag. He gestured with his hand, and Stitch nodded and glowed red, his Absorb getting ready. Quickly, it shot towards the Carvahna, going much slower in the water than on land. However, it was expanding much like a net because of all the water. There wasn't enough pressure to keep it compressed into a ball, and it was spreading out everywhere.

Luka watched it and shrugged, obviously satisfied, but obviously having not expected it to do that. Stitch just krrr'd contently. Luka looked at Woof and made a face, his mouth wide open and his expression tired, and obviously Woof got what he was supposed to do - since he looked towards the Carvahna with a determined and ready look in his eyes - plus the normal lazy, clueless look on his face and in his eyes that he naturally had anyway.

Woof had a tired look suddenly, and he smacked his lips, before opening his mouth wide and letting out a big, long Yawn.

[Shiz]

"Toto!" The crocodile baby wiggled free from Mysie's arms, before launching himself towards the Carvana without a moment's hesitation. The breeder's eyes narrowed -- obviously not too happy about the situation. That meant she had to rush things; which was something she really didn't like resorting to. Still, she reached into her bag, pulling out one of the few water resistant items she had: a pokeball. Two, actually. Well, not a normal pokeball... Rather than using a normal pokeball, or even a heavy ball on the Wailmer she was currently clinging to ... Why not use a dive ball? It should have an increased catch rate because they were underwater -- right? With a grunt, the girl tapped the dive ball against the unsuspecting Wailmer's back; she deliberately decided against using a heavy ball, despite how heavy Wailmer really are.

After all -- depending on how heavy the captive pokemon was, the heavy ball might increase or decrease the catch rate ... A Wailmer weighs generally about 300lbs ... But, anything under about 450lbs gets a decreased rate, instead ... So, the breeder would stick to a dive ball -- which would undoubtedly increase the likeliness of her catching the big blue ball. With the now shaking dive ball in hand, Mysie turned, shaking slightly as she stared at the incoming group of Carvahna fearfully. They looked tough, and pretty damn hungry. Yeah, it was easy to tell that they belonged to the latter category that had been mentioned before; aggressive, and merciless ... Carvahna were like baby Gyarados. Especially with their sharp teeth and rough, coarse skin. However, she was certain of one thing: Totodile's teeth were sharper -- and his jaw far more powerful. Thankfully Luka had three water types at hand, whereas she only had one baby water type that wasn't exactly the best fighter out there.

The most he had ever fought, was with his best friend; Oshawott. And that was just agitated wrestling, rolling around the grass with a few boo boos here and there. Hell, he hadn't even been in the water before, until now. Well, he had taken baths and the like before -- but this was a big ass tub. Totodile, who had thought the Carvahna were playing tag or something ... Hesitated as they approached at frightening speeds. He blinked, before crying out loudly and turning to swim back to Mysie. Too slow though -- one of the Carvahna brushed against him roughly, causing the baby to cry out in pain as Stitch's absorb zipped past him: in a weird net-bubble kinda shape. It's not like Totodile could look close enough to determine the exact shape; he was kind of preoccupied as he watched some of his own blood cloud up in the water in front of him. That Carvahna got him good; his sensitive skin was to weak to withstand something like that -- even if it hadn't actually been an attack.

"Totodile!" Mysie cried out, her voice muffled in the deep water. The baby turned towards her, eyes wide, kicking his legs desperately to try and reach her. The breeder groaned, reaching out for him and pulling him into her arms - curling up into a defensive position to protect him from the incoming Carvahna. The only downside to that -- was that she would be taking the hits instead. She squeaked pathetically as the Carvahna brushed against her bare arms, leaving cuts and scratches, causing her own blood to fill the surrounding water. Still, she absolutely refused to let Totodile go -- seeing as he would undoubtedly take more damage than she was at the moment.

[Lunus]

Spoiler:

looks like that dive ball worked especially well and you managed to capture the wailmer! Now you must keep focus on the swarming carvanah. All the blood they're letting out could attract a sharpedo or even worse. Thankfully a passing poliwhirl send water guns at the pokemon and swam over to come help the pair. It's eyes emitted at aura of safeness and it seemed almost impossible for them not to feel safe in it's arms.

It pointed to Luka, then Mysie, then itself. It seemed he wanted to temporarily join you to guide you safely. Either this was a very helpful pokemon or it was already captured and sent to help. Who knows? But will Mysie and Luka take up the offer?

[Guest]

Luka realized that Mysie's actions hadn't been very insightful - he knew she had other water type Pokemon - and he brought all of his with him. Luka spoke to Stitch, who despite hearing only bits of his partner's voice, knew what to do. He screamed and zoomed through the water, crashing into the Carvahna around Mysie and glowing red, sending an Absorb around them so it formed like a net. He floated over to and clung to Mysie, hissing and trying to snatch up any of the pirahnas he could with his claws. Brave little rock, he was.

Fortunately for Luka, it seemed his Wailmer was more experienced, and had been the friend of Silkie. Luka now lying down on the Wailmer's back, the big ball would be able to swim faster and help out his friend - or, Mysie's new partner. So now only had Luka...a small Wailmer that couldn't do anything to the Carvahna without hurting itself, and a Slowpoke. At the moment, all Luka needed him to do was Yawn at all of the Carvahna it hadn't effected the first time.

Spheal cried out and acted like a bowling ball - shooting towards the Carvahna in attempt to know them down or away. Of course, having bruises or scratches whenever he touched one...

Damned Mysie. D| Wth.

Ohandum...Luka didn't see the Poliwhirl. :x He was too busy making sure Woof and Silkie were good to go.

[Kei Osideken]

The Carvanha were getting angry. Of course why wouldn't they. They were being treated like bowling pins! Which of course is never a fun thing for anyone. That Spheal was taking a great deal of damage though.

None the less most of the Carvanha were begin to pull off. They knew when to pull out. They could find easier meals anyhow. Besides Humans were to Boney...

Blood filled the surrounding area as only a few Carvanha remained. These Carvanha soon retreated too as they found themselves alone. After a few moments all was calm. The only non-peaceful piece of this scene was the blood trailing around the place spreading as it diluted into the water.

All was fairly quiet for now. Perhaps a quiet before another storm?

[Shiz]

Shuddering, although only slightly -- Mysie slowly opened her eyes to her empty surroundings, with the exception of one handsome teenager and his swimming rock, seal sphere, and pink ... Thing. As well as the tiny blue crocodile like creature that she held close to her chest with cut up and bloodied arms. Totodile, shaking violently in her hold -- looked up at her with wet - although yes, they were underwater in the first place - teary and wide eyes, that pretty much begged for an answer. Why did they hurt me? Of course, the little guy hadn't really noticed that his trainer had taken far more damage than he, considering that he was staring her right in the eyes rather than getting a good look at her injured arms that would probably scar. The girl looked down at him with a warm smile and caring eyes, despite how excruciating the burning sensation that was enveloping her entirety truly was.

"Well ... I don't think we're going to be catching any Carvahna any time soon." The girl said, tossing the idea that she would be catching anything and everything that she didn't have already. For the sake of her babies - she would be going with the members of the first category ... The friendly, or at least passive ones. "Lu-" Mysie turned, before sighing, relieved. He seemed fine; after all, he hadn't been so stupid as to dive right in front of the Carvahna as they chased the Wailmer -- then again, that had been entirely Totodile's fault, but she still couldn't blame the baby. He didn't know any better, considering he was so young and naive. Wincing, she looked down at herself, taking it all in. Her arms were of course the worst of it. Her left cheek had taken a few cuts, although those definitely wouldn't scar, since they were so light.

When the girl had first gotten in the water, she had been wearing a dark navy coloured deep v neck one piece with a black trim ... A halter top; the back was almost all open, and the entirety of it was pretty tight. What's left of it? Well, most if it was still intact, although there was a bit of her right hip that was all cut up, although not bleeding, with the fabric torn clean off. So yeah, clothing wise she was still safe -- but she was pretty bloodied up. Thankfully it was only her upper body that had gotten scratched up, since she narrowly avoided getting hit head on. Her bag was even fine for the most part; with the strap itself somewhat ripped, strings floating around like seaweed in the water, and the container itself still fully intact with nothing wrong ... Since it was on her back, and all the Carvahna had hit Mysie front first, rather than getting her back. Yeah; all of her stuff was still there; no problems.

"It's okay ..." She muttered softly to the baby Totodile sniveling in her arms, and his tail twitched with every tiny sob that he let loose. Poor baby wasn't used to the wild; Mysie couldn't tell whether to feel horrible about it or not. After all, he would have had to find out the hard way eventually ... But was this necessarily the easier way of any? Mysie looked up, glancing around to check for any more wild pokemon, before swimming over towards Luka with a look that was slightly reminiscent to shame. She had probably looked really stupid launching herself right towards a giant group of Carvahna; well known to be some of the more merciless and dangerous water types out their. And now that she had actually experienced it first hand; she understood all of those stories about them now. With a shudder, Mysie's hair floated in front of her face, as if on cue; to hide her from the pain and the embarrassment altogether.

[Guest]

Seeing that the Carvahna were dwindling, he pushed himself off of Mysie and sort of...flew back towards Luka. I swear, that rock...he was the strangest, ever. Far worse than that Zigzagoon. Cx I mean, this guy - he was completely gone.

Luka sat up on the Wailmer, smiling when he saw them all leave. He swung himself around on the Wailmer, so that he was facing the same way the Wailmer was. Luka reached an arm out when Silkie came floating back to Luka, a lot slower than he had been moving before. He had a lot of bite marks on him and a lot of scratches and few bruises - and his nose was cut up, too. Luka frowned and pulled the ball towards him, hugging the seal with his one arm, making sure not to squeeze him or hold him at all tightly - he didn't want to hurt Silk too much. Good thing was though - Silk's wounds probably wouldn't hurt that much, seeing as he was a water Pokemon and they would heal faster, and he would be used to salt water, and...yeah.

Woof and Stitch weren't wounded at all, and Woof swam very slowly in a doggy fashion over to the Wailmer. They sat on the Wailmer, which was...actually a lot larger than the average Wailmer. Silkie barked when he saw Mysie approaching, and frowned when she looked all sad. Luka looked over at her, not really surprised at her condition, seeing as how Silkie came out. As she swam closer, he noticed her expression but made none back. When she was close enough, he reached to her with his free hand and took a hold of her wrist, pulling her onto the Wailmer.

Stitch crawled over to Totodile and patted him where he wasn't scratched - telling him how much better he would be and how much stronger he would get. Of course, training and usually getting hurt was the only way TOO get stronger, sort of. So yeah, that's what Stitch's message was. Luka decided not to say anything to Mysie...For one, there was only criticism and empty positive comments, and for two, he couldn't think of anything to say that would make her feel better. He decided on just a small hug, putting an arm around her shoulders and squeezing her gently, before taking his arm back.

They would probably need to get off of the Wailmer now though, so it could catch up to its friends. Luka knew that, too - so he gently pushed himself off of the Wailmer and back into the open waters.

[Shiz]

The trip would be silent, and while Mysie was uncomfortable general, she wasn't exactly uncomfortable with Luka and his party - so much as ... In horrible pain. The water was seriously burning the hell out of her, and she often had difficulty swimming properly because of it. Her arms would freeze, stalling by her side, causing her to simply kick wildly in order to move at all. It was actually faster and easier to swim that way in general, but moving her arms came instinctively to her; so every time that her thoughts wandered and she kind of blanked out a bit -- her eyes would shut as a few sudden jolts of pain would pretty much slap her in the face; she kinda wanted to scream. Totodile swam close beside her, glancing at the girl every so often as her blood would reach his senses, painting the inside of his nostrils. It was an odd feeling; but Totodile was a carnivore, so it was only natural for him to suddenly feel hungry.

'We're almost there ...' Mysie eyes narrowed, her fists clenched and her legs aching. The city was in their sight; large, majestic, although hard to take seriously since it was in a giant plastic bubble looking thing. She honestly had no idea how they got the technology to survive down here -- but if she knew, then she would probably kill her childhood for good. She wasn't about to do that.

[Guest]

Luka was swimming steadily, Silkie swimming beside him, Stitch floating ahead of him, and Woof swimming behind him. Luka seemed fairly comfortable - a lot like he could do this all day. He was often looking back at Mysie and her Totodile, though. Just in case - he was concerned, at least. He would make sure she rested when they got there, though...

Stitch screamed in alert - they were almost there...A big, giant bubble with a huge city inside of it. Luka had been there before, actually...Believe it or not, he was born there. His mom had been busy, doing work in Alluvia, and Luka had come early. So, he wouldn't be surprised if someone knew him there...Maybe not, but you never know.

---------------------------Time Skip------------------------------

Now in Alluvia...The city was huge, and beautiful. Many of the people had water Pokemon, but some didn't. They reminded him of his mom - how she had all fossils, and then Manny...They at least needed to find a place to stay, though. They had left pretty late - it would be afternoon in a few hours, probably. Luka wasn't really tired yet though - more feeling excited about exploring the city and finding anything of interest - probably a good idea to use his Item Finder, then.

Scuba Gear off, Luka only had his pants on now since his bag had been torn open and his shirt got all wet, since it floated out a bit and blocked the hole. His Pokeballs and whatnot weren't on that side of the bag, so yeah. "So, do you think we should find a place to sleep or what?" he asked Mysie, turning to look at her. "...After we get you, Silk, and Totodile treated," he told her.

[Shiz]

The girl lifted her bloody arm, although it had actually already stopped bleeding ... It was just because they had been in the water that it looked like she was going to bleed to death. At any rate, she shook her head with a small, weak smile. "I'm fine, really." The girl made the excuse that she was used to treating wounds like these -- be it human, or pokemon, and that she had learned at school. Of course, that was just a, although valid, excuse -- when her real reason was that she just plain didn't like having other people treat her. Especially when she got hurt for a stupid reason ... And jumping in front of a bunch of Carvahna at will would probably sound really, really retarded to someone who hadn't been aware of the situation. She did want to get Totodile and Spheal looked at -- and although she could have done that herself earlier ... Why the hell not go to the pokemon center when it was right there?

Yeah, she absolutely refused to get treated herself; she was in a lot less pain after all, since they weren't in the water anymore.

They went to get Silk and Totodile treated, and they came back out good as new after a while. It took a bit longer than usual since Boo kind of didn't want to go back into his pokeball. "You're alright now?" Mysie asked as she leaned over, her arms wrapped firmly. Her hair was still damp, and a lot more curly than usual -- just barely reached below her chest, whereas it usually reached to her mid back. Totodile nodded with a big pout, clearly feeling bad about it. Mysie nodded, content, as they exited the pokemon center -- and she looked around curiously. There should be wild pokemon around here ... Right? Totodile shifted, a bit uncomfortable with the situation.

[Lunus]

As you walk through Alluvia you seem amazed by the vastness of the underwater city. How could something so big exist here? It had some technology that even outdated some of the technology above the surface. The city was almost always isolated aside form passing trainers and co-ordinators, here for the gym badges and ribbons. Anyway as you take a few steps into the busy street a man wearing a chalk white suit approached you, a poliwhirl following by his side. "Hey there," he said, "I hope my poliwhirl helped you escape those carvanahs," he seemed friendly enough but you could never know with people from an unknown world to your own.

[Shiz]

"Ah ..." Mysie blinked, turning to look at the Poliwhirl that stood by it's trainer's side. "Yeah. Thanks." She said, rubbing her arms, eyes somewhat narrowed. First of all, if the trainer was here, how did he even know that they needed help? Second of all, if he were there in the first place, how did she not see him? The water was vast, and there weren't any obstacles to get in her way -- with the exception of all the Carvahna. How did he escape her sight? Hell, Poliwhirl was gone by the time all the Carvahna had left -- at least, she didn't see him anymore. Confusing, really. But --

"You saved me." She said, grateful, despite her lack of understanding. She didn't want to say 'you saved us' though, since she was sure Luka would have done fine on his own, if she hadn't gotten in his way. She really did feel bad, even though her wounds weren't hurting too bad at this point. Totodile grunted, waving weakly towards the Poliwhirl. He was a bit spiteful actually; if the Poliwhirl could have saved them from the Carvahna in the first place -- why didn't it stop them from hurting Mysie?

[Garth]

"I'm glad that you're alright. It's a shame you decided to take that path. I guess Carvahana look like Magikarp to outsiders huh?" He man snickered kinda nastily as he walked up to her. "Still, I feel pretty bad for your Pokemon. Having to get so beat up without any intelligent advice along the way. I mean really, your almost as bad as this..." He went with his fist and smacked the totodile out of your hands. "...Thing!" He started cackling as he walked away, his Poliwhirl followed, grunting along the way. "Poli Poli Ploli"

[Shiz]

Mysie's nostrils flared, as her eyebrow twitched. Totodile, although healed for the most part, still had some cuts here and there -- so when the stranger hit Totodile out of her arms: the poor baby landed on his cut up side, causing him to flail wildly and begin to cry. "You really shouldn't have done that." Mysie said, as her breathing became frantic. She wasn't good at controlling her temper when something happened to piss her off. She lifted one of her bandaged arms, before rapidly pressing buttons -- until finally, a pokeball materialized from the platform that popped out of the live caster itself. The girl grabbed it without hesitation, immediately releasing whatever pokemon was inside.

Tyranitar blinked, surprised to have been called out; he looked around, eyes widening as he took in the sight. They were ... Underwater? "Cache -- stop him!" The girl said, as she reached into her bag and pulled out something ... Hand cuffs? Since when did she have those? Tyranitar lunged forward, not really understanding the situation -- although fully prepared to follow her orders without hesitation -- and used stone edge on the Poliwhirl, before reaching out to grab the trainer and lift him in the air. He let loose a loud roar of anger, knowing full well they had to have done something to upset Mysie to that point.

[Auto Hit on Poliwhirl]

[Guest]

Luka was busy talking with Nurse Joy about their encounter - since after Mysie had left, she had looked at Luka and asked him what happened. Besides, he needed to rent a room here anyway. Luka changed out his Pokemon to his original party before he was escorted to his room, though.

Tigre popped out, crying out happily, but when she didn't see Mysie...she frowned a little and looked back at Luka, who gestured with his hand towards her. She smiled and nodded, glad that she was allowed to go search. But a giant roar...Tigre grinned as she recognized it - obviously, they were close. <3 She wasn't about to charge through the streets, though. She just had to sniff Mysie out...

Tigre stepped outside and dug, figuring it was the fastest way. Her head popped out right behind Mysie, with only minimum scratching noises. She blinked, seeing...a Poliwhirl, Tyranitar, and a guy.

[Garth]

Right before the man got seized by your Tyranitar, he had opened a small PokeBall. Out of it can a large Swampert (lv 70) grabbing your Tyranitar Sumo-style. "Hmph. You chose a pretty stupid choice for your Pokemon. Even if its pretty strong, agains a Water Specialist, this...things...is...GARBAGE!" With out even a command, his Swampert fired a Hydro Pump point blank. He turned over his attention to the little eavesdropper(Milo). "Stay out of this if you value your life. I wanna beat this twirp first. then I'll come for you." He sent out a Ludicolo and he ordered it to attack only if you come in to attack.

[Shiz]

As if Swampert could possible hold Tyranitar -- a monster well known to be able to topple mountains? Tyranitar grunted, before making an attempt to escape the mud fish's hold, effectively dodging the hydro pump attack before it could hit. He snorted, taking a deep breath of his own, before letting loose a dark pulse attack. It was a wide attack -- spreading throughout the surrounding area, and towards Swampert. A roar; he swiped wildly at the mud fish; trying to use stone edge and hit him at least once. His armour was sharp; capable of dealing a lot of damage if he managed to make the spikes sink deep into the Swampert's soft weak flesh. Mysie growled, leaning over as she took Totodile into her arms, kissing his forehead as he sobbed. Her eyes were narrowed, and her fists clenched.

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