09-21-2017, 02:25 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-21-2017, 02:49 PM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
Seeing how his former battle partner received hit after hit and finally failed to endure any more pain, caused Plusle to not only glare over to the ones on the other side of the battlefield, but also let out a suprisingly loud cry of dislike, and let out more sparks (harmless ones to Master and blue mouse) to display he's eager to repay things his way. The foe might be strong, but that doesn't prevent trying to withstand anyway!
Azurill on her part, did an amazing job on her own, and visibly enjoyed the short flight of hers before forced to jump back into her familiar top hat, where she got herself comfy by snuggling up close to her Master for a little before resumming to watch the further going of the battle. She may not have dealt much damage or similar, but her Helping Hand was surely benefitial to the upmost. Almost a pity that Shiva had no free hand currently to pet the mouse, since holding Ven's hand in one - not going to let loose! - and keeping the top hat now with the mouse in it in the other arm.
Speaking of her, Shiva was...not very pleased, to say it nicely. Her mood threatened to fall down again, if there wouldn't be her Pokemon - faithful to Shiva for their own reasons, trusting in her that they'll grow to strenght and high with enough time and care given, and not even displaying themselves mad or sad when they can't keep up with other kinds that are trained for battling especially. When things are ill or Master is not doing well and can't entrust worries to anyone, the bond to them remains and withstands. Likely even in Braixen's case. Hopefully. It may not be visible at all, but realizing this in just this moment filled Shiva with...thankfullness to have them at all. Warm feelings. Warm feelings that quickly made room for something else though: Her voice was still calm, but the former delight received a small crack indeed. "YOU KNOW WHAT, NATHAN? I hope you're having fun in this battle. Is this some sort fo mean game you're playing there, seeing how fast you can defeat us? Whatever you were thinking, keep on thinking that, then add and boldly underline that I don't enjoy battles against you. Friends support one another, right? I KEEP SUPPORTING YOU BY CONTINUING THIS BATTLE, but don't come to me when you need a challenger again."
Now it was also her turn to increase the grip of her other, empathic friend's hand (is it even possible to hold it even more tightly?) in an attempt to find back some good amount of resilience - it worked pleasantly, but the look she was giving Ven without needing to say a word spoke enough. It said something like 'Stay with me in this...battle or whatever it became by now, and help me to end this soon. Let me go, just let me leave already, I can't endure this much longer.' Oh, was the later a signal for slight panic incoming? Shiva's subconscious mind was still undisclosed whether it shall soon give in to this or not.
Azurill on her part, did an amazing job on her own, and visibly enjoyed the short flight of hers before forced to jump back into her familiar top hat, where she got herself comfy by snuggling up close to her Master for a little before resumming to watch the further going of the battle. She may not have dealt much damage or similar, but her Helping Hand was surely benefitial to the upmost. Almost a pity that Shiva had no free hand currently to pet the mouse, since holding Ven's hand in one - not going to let loose! - and keeping the top hat now with the mouse in it in the other arm.
Speaking of her, Shiva was...not very pleased, to say it nicely. Her mood threatened to fall down again, if there wouldn't be her Pokemon - faithful to Shiva for their own reasons, trusting in her that they'll grow to strenght and high with enough time and care given, and not even displaying themselves mad or sad when they can't keep up with other kinds that are trained for battling especially. When things are ill or Master is not doing well and can't entrust worries to anyone, the bond to them remains and withstands. Likely even in Braixen's case. Hopefully. It may not be visible at all, but realizing this in just this moment filled Shiva with...thankfullness to have them at all. Warm feelings. Warm feelings that quickly made room for something else though: Her voice was still calm, but the former delight received a small crack indeed. "YOU KNOW WHAT, NATHAN? I hope you're having fun in this battle. Is this some sort fo mean game you're playing there, seeing how fast you can defeat us? Whatever you were thinking, keep on thinking that, then add and boldly underline that I don't enjoy battles against you. Friends support one another, right? I KEEP SUPPORTING YOU BY CONTINUING THIS BATTLE, but don't come to me when you need a challenger again."
Now it was also her turn to increase the grip of her other, empathic friend's hand (is it even possible to hold it even more tightly?) in an attempt to find back some good amount of resilience - it worked pleasantly, but the look she was giving Ven without needing to say a word spoke enough. It said something like 'Stay with me in this...battle or whatever it became by now, and help me to end this soon. Let me go, just let me leave already, I can't endure this much longer.' Oh, was the later a signal for slight panic incoming? Shiva's subconscious mind was still undisclosed whether it shall soon give in to this or not.
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--Windos is my OTP ❤---
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