02-13-2020, 08:30 PM
Terra was quite pleased to see Orthros being Nathan’s first Pokemon to challenge Achilles, a tiny smile on his face as he stood by the side of the area with arms crossed. While most would be put off by the freakish appearance of the pooch, this man sees past it and can only find a loving, caring, and most Loyal companion to his friend. Now, he watched both them and their master with great expectation, waiting to witness their test of mettle against the Fighting Guru of Cheshire….
He was not disappointed. The deceptively friendly doggo practically tore through all of the Leader’s top notch Fighters in quick order, until they were force to bring ace Pokemon Kommo-o to face off against Orthors. Such an expedient solo-streak was exactly what the mountain of a man was expecting from the boy and dog, his smile even wider as continue to judge them.
As Orthros Extrasensory prowess clashed against the near indomitable Will of the armor draco brawler and seemingly failed as the later ringed them out in a most dominating fashion, the sagely monk didn’t react in the slightest, his expression unchanging like the craggy face of a cliff. When Achille shook his head in dismal at the good doggo, though, Terra turned just enough to face the Leader to shake his head at them. Why, to both his reactions?
Simple: Terra had complete faith that Orthros was not out of the Fight yet.
“Winner has not been decided yet, Achilles.”
He calmly rebuked the Fighting Guru, before refocusing his attention on Nathan and their doggo dream come true, looking more expectant than ever as watched the former successfully rally the later to continue the good Fight. Come, Orthros, Canine of Nightmares. Fight with all your might, until you can not.
Again, Terra was not disappointed. One moment, he saw Orthros was staring down Kommo-o once more, imposing his Psychic mastery upon their Weak mind with all his defiance. The next, the unmistakable burst of prismatic light that could only come from Mega Evolution came from them, signaling to him that not only had they Evolved into a Delta Houndoom, but they became a Mega Delta Houndoom, before the flash died down and the grim canine has seemingly vanished. The Steely brawler was at first surprised then excited by this monumental event (especially when it happened at such a momentous time as a Gym Battle!), then he grew confused with their sudden absence from the battlefield.
‘Huh, where did Orthros go….?’
He didn’t have long to dwell on that, though, for quick as a Mach Punch the True Dracofighter started to thrash about in agony, Pain and maddened by some unseen force, and he knew then what had happened. In an instant Terra expression hardened, and he was about ready to uncross his arms and summon O-inari (In her default Illusion of Rocky Genesect for maximum Intimidation factor, naturely) to swiftly resolve Orthros seemingly going berserk, but Nathan’s firm warning/command bade him to belay that action, think about it, and then nod back to them, deciding to let them handle this situation. It would make for a fine test for the young historian, to see how truly capable he and his own was when the drastic and/or unexpected happened.
Contrary to the adolescent’s wishes, though, the rugged wanderer didn’t back away from the arena. In part because he wanted to remain close just in case he did need to intervene, but also because he was confidant that Nathan had things handle, so there was no need for him to move. That, and he was unafraid of getting a splitting headache from Orthros. He suffered worse from DEOXYS Prime. Much worse.
Yet again, Terra was not disappointed. Nathan and Gallade successfully subdued the almost rampaging Dragon, and Othros had regained control of themselves with much enthusiasm, the sight of which made his smile grow wider and chuckle to himself.
“It is done. Match….is over. Winner is Othros.”
He declared that mostly to himself, but anyone could hear him if they payed attention.
From there on, the sagely monk remained standing on the arena’s sidelines as he did throughout the match, letting the Lore Master finish his remaining business with Achilles. He frowned when they brought up the rouge Scimitar woman, but he quickly hid it away before the boy could take notice. Things were already tense enough between them after the most dishonorable stunt he and his father pulled, and he didn’t want to make things worse by them taking offense to his opinion of that flighty traitor.
Once Nathan was finished, only then did Terra unroot himself from his spot and walk over to them, staring the boy down stoically for a moment….before he smiled and nodded.
“Good fight, Nathan. Very good. Solo fought a Gym Leader of your own. Not many can do that. But you did.”
When the young hero suggested to Achilles that he too wanted to test his mettle against them, Terra nodded again, turning to face them and crossing his arms.
“Yes. Want to face you in battle….soon as I can. Want to see how mighty I have become. If I have grown truly strong from…..my fight with Deoxys.”
Finally, whether or not Terra does Fight Achilles today, he would indeed join Nathan on his trip to Botanville after he would ask what else they were planning on doing today. He too would like to challenge the city’s Gym Leader to earn their badge, and he had some business of his own to do in one Cheshire education capitals.
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SpoilerHe was not disappointed. The deceptively friendly doggo practically tore through all of the Leader’s top notch Fighters in quick order, until they were force to bring ace Pokemon Kommo-o to face off against Orthors. Such an expedient solo-streak was exactly what the mountain of a man was expecting from the boy and dog, his smile even wider as continue to judge them.
As Orthros Extrasensory prowess clashed against the near indomitable Will of the armor draco brawler and seemingly failed as the later ringed them out in a most dominating fashion, the sagely monk didn’t react in the slightest, his expression unchanging like the craggy face of a cliff. When Achille shook his head in dismal at the good doggo, though, Terra turned just enough to face the Leader to shake his head at them. Why, to both his reactions?
Simple: Terra had complete faith that Orthros was not out of the Fight yet.
“Winner has not been decided yet, Achilles.”
He calmly rebuked the Fighting Guru, before refocusing his attention on Nathan and their doggo dream come true, looking more expectant than ever as watched the former successfully rally the later to continue the good Fight. Come, Orthros, Canine of Nightmares. Fight with all your might, until you can not.
Again, Terra was not disappointed. One moment, he saw Orthros was staring down Kommo-o once more, imposing his Psychic mastery upon their Weak mind with all his defiance. The next, the unmistakable burst of prismatic light that could only come from Mega Evolution came from them, signaling to him that not only had they Evolved into a Delta Houndoom, but they became a Mega Delta Houndoom, before the flash died down and the grim canine has seemingly vanished. The Steely brawler was at first surprised then excited by this monumental event (especially when it happened at such a momentous time as a Gym Battle!), then he grew confused with their sudden absence from the battlefield.
‘Huh, where did Orthros go….?’
He didn’t have long to dwell on that, though, for quick as a Mach Punch the True Dracofighter started to thrash about in agony, Pain and maddened by some unseen force, and he knew then what had happened. In an instant Terra expression hardened, and he was about ready to uncross his arms and summon O-inari (In her default Illusion of Rocky Genesect for maximum Intimidation factor, naturely) to swiftly resolve Orthros seemingly going berserk, but Nathan’s firm warning/command bade him to belay that action, think about it, and then nod back to them, deciding to let them handle this situation. It would make for a fine test for the young historian, to see how truly capable he and his own was when the drastic and/or unexpected happened.
Contrary to the adolescent’s wishes, though, the rugged wanderer didn’t back away from the arena. In part because he wanted to remain close just in case he did need to intervene, but also because he was confidant that Nathan had things handle, so there was no need for him to move. That, and he was unafraid of getting a splitting headache from Orthros. He suffered worse from DEOXYS Prime. Much worse.
Yet again, Terra was not disappointed. Nathan and Gallade successfully subdued the almost rampaging Dragon, and Othros had regained control of themselves with much enthusiasm, the sight of which made his smile grow wider and chuckle to himself.
“It is done. Match….is over. Winner is Othros.”
He declared that mostly to himself, but anyone could hear him if they payed attention.
From there on, the sagely monk remained standing on the arena’s sidelines as he did throughout the match, letting the Lore Master finish his remaining business with Achilles. He frowned when they brought up the rouge Scimitar woman, but he quickly hid it away before the boy could take notice. Things were already tense enough between them after the most dishonorable stunt he and his father pulled, and he didn’t want to make things worse by them taking offense to his opinion of that flighty traitor.
Once Nathan was finished, only then did Terra unroot himself from his spot and walk over to them, staring the boy down stoically for a moment….before he smiled and nodded.
“Good fight, Nathan. Very good. Solo fought a Gym Leader of your own. Not many can do that. But you did.”
When the young hero suggested to Achilles that he too wanted to test his mettle against them, Terra nodded again, turning to face them and crossing his arms.
“Yes. Want to face you in battle….soon as I can. Want to see how mighty I have become. If I have grown truly strong from…..my fight with Deoxys.”
Finally, whether or not Terra does Fight Achilles today, he would indeed join Nathan on his trip to Botanville after he would ask what else they were planning on doing today. He too would like to challenge the city’s Gym Leader to earn their badge, and he had some business of his own to do in one Cheshire education capitals.
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~ Online ID: 000650
