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Post by Sarah Wentworth on Jan 21, 2015 22:16:06 GMT -5
Sarah walked casually, she felt relaxed having a great time traveling through the region and the fact she had made some friends in this land already like pichu and mime jr had really given her a reason to be happy, both were adorable, but slightly insane. Sarah walked casually in the forest and stopped, she raised an eyebrow seeing not one but three ralts playing together.
Sarah had to admit Ralts were great pokemon, so cute and the fact that they were a hybrid of a psychic and fairy type pokemon really made them unique it meant they were capable of both types of techniques. The teenager looked at the trio “Ralts, prepare to be captured” She announced.
The three pokemon looked at her and Sarah brought out three pokeballs, she thought about the trio of pokemon she was going to use “Growlithe, Pichu, Zubat It’s time to shine, deliver your brilliance” she threw the pokeballs into theair and out of in a brilliant bright light came pichu, zubat and growlithe. “Pichu jump on growlithe’s back stay on it when you can, growlithe has speed…Zubat stick with them, lets start this off Zubat use confuse Ray on the left ralts, Pichu thunder shock the right wave…growlithe flame burst” she ordered.
The teenager watched as pichu charged up it’s cute little cheeks and launched a thunder shock to the ralts and zubat hit it’s target with a confuse ray, finally growlithe launched the flame burst that hit the center ralts and also damaged the two beside the center the trio of ralts didn’t seem to like it.
Sarah watched as the confused ralts on the left launched a magical leaf at it’s allies, while the other two ralts used heal pulse on each other. She was shocked as the pair launched a twin magical leaf attack. “What….they healed each other, no way” growlithe,pichu and zubat were struck, she could see struggle of that attack, hang in there guys…Pichu thunder wave the ralts on the right, Zubat strike from behind using poison fang…Growlithe flame burst again once zubat is out of range” Zubat moved on in to deliver poison fang to ralts, the attack seemed to hit the ralts hard, at the same time time pichu launched thunder wave on the ralts in the right. She watched as ralts shot out sparks being paralyzed she gasped in shock as pichu fell of growlithe and twitched “what pichu is paralyzed as well…impossible Sarah recalled pichu into her pokeball.
Sarah watched growlithe launch another flame burst that struck the three pokemon, Sarah knew this battle was going to be tough the ralts on the left ended up striking itself while the ralts on the right was paralzyzed. Sarah bit her bottom lip as the center ralts launched another magical leaf desperately, she could see the two get hit by the attack, neither growlithe or zubat looked in good shape, it seemed the two could take a rest “ Zubat use air slash on growlithe’s flame burst” she ordered
Growlithe launched another flame burst, and zubat followed up with an air slash to intensify the flames as it struck the three ralts, once the attack had stopped the teenager brought out three pokeballs and tossed all three of them at the ralts
Post by Sarah Wentworth on Jan 22, 2015 0:08:55 GMT -5
Sarah watched as the pokeballs caught two of the ralts, she jumped up for joy, for a moment foretting about the heavily damaged one, one of the pokeballs teleported back home, while growlithe tugged on her skirt, the blue haired coordinator looked down and watched as the puppy used his paw to point to the ralts. Sarah’s eyes widen “HEY GET BACK HERE YOU” she yelled running after the ralts, growlithe grabbed the empty pokeball that ralts escaped from while zubat sighed and grabbed the pokeball with ralts inside and the two followed, the teenager
Ralts healed as the pokemon ran restoring a little bit of it’s power, while Sarah finally caught up she was prepared to catch it, the other two caught up and growlithe spat the empty pokeball at Sarah hitting her leg, the teenager looked down and picked it up, while zubat dropped the pokeball for Sarah to catch. Sarah smiled “Zubat use confuse ray, Growlithe use flame burst The teenager wached as ralts was hit by a confuse ray followed by a flame burst, she watched as the ralts slided across the ground harmed the pokemon twirled around before launching a magical leaf hitting both the pokemon, zubat had taken enough s it fainted and she recalled the pokemon to it’s pokeball.
The teenager ordered growlithe to use agility and then flamethrower, as growlithe ran as fast as he could he had closed in the distance and launched a point blank flamethrower. Sarah smiled and threw the empty pokeball in her hand hitting the ralts on the head.
Post by Kaze Genzai on Jan 24, 2015 17:41:07 GMT -5
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000 WORDS
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NOTES
[attr="class","acadia4"]CAUGHT UP
IN THE MOMENT
On his day off, Kaze expected to stay home and relax. Maybe go out to lunch, go to the movies, something along those lines. But instead, here he was, smack dab in the middle of the Wilds searching for the Ralts swarm that was apparently passing through today. He knew that if he grabbed one or two of the small Psychic types for Venus she would be thrilled. That and Kaze would never hear the end of it if she missed it. And between her performances and work, there was no way for her to come out by herself. So, Kaze took it upon himself to go and get her the Ralts instead. He'd keep out the fact he battled them though.
Beside him was his Stunky and Seviper, two Pokemon who were apparently good against the Fairy types. Despite the fact they were also Poison types fighting against Psychics, the Fairy typing had to work against them too, right? Kaze honestly didn't know. He didn't battle often, if not at all. The typing match up was still a little confusing to him, but this was what he was told, so he went with it.
After what seemed like ages, the trio finally stumbled upon two Ralts who were away from the main swarm. They wandered away, giving Kaze and his Pokemon a perfect opportunity to catch them off guard. They waited a few feet away in the trees and waited for the Pokemon to settle down before Kaze went over the plan. "So uh, just go and take them down? Oh uh, use like Poison attacks on it. Hana, I think Screech and a Fury Swipe will work." He whispered in confusion. Was this how Pokemon battling was supposed to go? Probably not. But his Pokemon went with it.
As soon as they deemed it safe, the two Poison jumped out of the bushes and split the two Ralts up. Viper grabbed one by its arm and dragged it off to the side, tossing the Ralts aside and hissing for it to get up. The Ralts was taken off guard and stood up in a daze. It shook its head and stared back at Viper with a confused face before realizing what she wanted. The Ralts took the clue and closed its eyes, focusing its mind and blocking out everything in a Calm Mind. But while the Pokemon was on the defensive, Viper wasted no time. The snake like Pokemon raised itself on its tail and glared directly at the Psychic type as it opened its eyes. The Ralts was suddenly struck with fear and found itself unable to move, its body paralyzed. Viper took this as her opening.
Lunging forward, the Seviper swung around and batted the Ralts away in a Poison Tail, hitting it up high and waiting for the Pokemon to hit the ground again. The Pokemon was out cold, the one hit was enough to take it down and Viper stood proudly beside it, staring down at her target with a grin.
On the flip side, Hana was having no issues at all. The Psychic type tried to blast the Pokemon away with a Psychic, but the force didn't budge the Dark type at all. Instead, the Stunky opened her mouth and screeched. The sound was terrible and Kaze tried to block it out as best as he could. The Ralts seemed stunned momentarily as well, giving Hana the chance to jump and swipe at the Pokemon. One, two, three. The Ralts ducked away before the fourth claw could strike.
With the breather, Hana opened her mouth to Screech again but made the mistake of looking into the Ralts' eyes. Soon enough, the Stunky collapsed onto the ground and fell into a deep sleep. Kaze frowned and emerged from the bushes, rushing over to the fallen Stunky and picking her up off the ground. The Ralts made a move to turn around and flee, but sound itself staring up directly into the eyes of Viper.
The Poison Tail brought the Pokemon down, and the Seviper returned to Kaze's side. He stared in sympathy towards the two Psychic types and returned Hana to her Pokeball. "Sorry about the beat down. You couldn't have been a little easier on them?" Kaze asked with a scowl. The Seviper merely turned her head away as two Pokeballs were thrown at the two Psychics.
The elderly hag slowly made her way into the forest, disgusted by what she saw. Or, rather, what she wasn't seeing. There was a complete lack of pokemon anywhere in the vicinity. Not even the bug pokemon who called the tree lined area their home and were usually covering the forest floor were absent. Beatrice Gertrude opened the enormous bag that was looped over her shoulder, and searched through it until her frail and wrinkled hands wrapped around a spherical object. There was only one pokemon it could be, seeing as she left the rest in the car she had rented. The car ride itself was a story all of its own, but it should be noted that people past the age eighty shouldn't be driving in the first place.
In a flash of light, the old woman's Nidoran♂ appeared before her, looking around the area its snout high in the air sniffing. Beatrice Gertrude's shrill voice came forth as she said, "Find the source of the lack of pokemon, dear." It would be an easy enough task, the hag assumed, seeing as the poison pokemon had already been investigating something when it was released. Head to the ground, the Nidoran began to move north of their location, sniffing the ground to find the culprit behind the disappearance of pokemon.
Twenty minutes later, the Nidoran stumbled upon a blood bath of a scene, and Beatrice Gertrude followed after a few more moments, her ancient joints taking longer to work. "Disgusting." She said as the scene came into view. It wasn't the fact that the ground was soaked with crimson liquid, but rather the person or pokemon behind the crime scene hadn't bothered to clean up. A screech stopped the crone's musings as her pokemon launched a volley of poison tipped spikes from its back. Beatrice Gertrude took a step back from where she had been, just to put her pokemon in between whatever was in the area. Out from the shaded area of the bushes came a Ralts... with blood stained paws. So this small creature had been the source of the deaths. Odd, considering these pokemon were empathetic and felt what those around them felt... It wouldn't matter soon, because the psychic pokemon stepped over the poison barbs that lined the field and let out a silent scream before locking its eyes on the Nidoran. It opened its mouth and released a scream that filled the hags ears with sweet fairy like whispers, but seemed to not affect the Nidoran. Smirking, Beatrice Gertrude said, "Drench the sloppy fiend then slap it with your behind." Doing as his mistress bid, the Nidoran projectile vomited all over the Ralts, drenching it in venom. Slowed down by the liquid ooze that covered its body, the Ralts didn't have time to react before it was hit in the face by a poison covered tail.
The pokemon hit the floor in a matter of seconds due to the combined force of the attack and the poison coursing through its body. Beatrice Gertrude congratulated her pokemon before she dug in her large purse again to find an empty pokeball and tossed it at the downed pokemon.
Post by Ramona Albarn on Jan 26, 2015 15:23:53 GMT -5
Crimson eyes examined the wide expanse of land before them, taking in the miles upon miles of plains. Ramona smiled; she had heard tell of a sudden rise in population of Ralts, and figured that she might as well check it out while she was on that training kick of hers. Naturally, she had brought along Groove to train it up further.
Thankfully, the news had proven true, for the number of Ralts seemed to greatly outweigh that of any other Pokemon in the Wilds. The empathic Pokemon seemed to mingle amongst themselves, showing no signs of aggression. The Gabite yipped, looking up at its trainer, who nodded knowingly. Their usual tactic of challenging the creatures to a battle wouldn’t work this time, as the Psychic/Fairy-types were timid and weren’t generally inclined to violence.
“I’m not happy about it either, Groove, but it looks like we’re gonna have to ambush a group of them,” the blue-haired woman admitted, scanning for any groups of Ralts before spotting a nearby cluster of six. “I want you to sneak under them and use a sweeping Iron Tail once you show yourself,” she instructed, patting the Cave Shark on the head. Dragon-type nodded, before skillfully burrowing its way underground. Ramona could only watch with bated breath as the party of Ralts continued to converse, oblivious to the oncoming danger. The next few moments were filled with deafening silence.
Suddenly, the ground beneath the Ralts erupted as Groove burst up into the air, sending them stumbling back. Taking advantage of the momentarily stunned Pokemon, the Dragon-type swept its rigid tail in a circle, catching three unlucky Ralts with an Iron Tail and sending them sprawling. Unwilling to let up, the Gabite used its tail to swat loose sand into the eyes of the three still-conscious Ralts, eliciting a cry from each.
Groove was about to swat the trio of small Pokemon, but was interrupted when they all let out a simultaneous cry that was somehow both adorable and threatening. Because the attack was so unexpected, the trained Pokemon stumbled back with a shocked cry of its own.
Seeing this, Ramona knew she had to take action. “Groove, one more time! Get up! Iron Tail!” At its trainer’s words, the shark-like Pokemon forced itself up and lunged at the blinded Ralts once more, turning around to knock them out with one fell tail swipe before they could use that attack one more time. The attack did its job and more, sweeping the Ralts off the ground and sending them rolling away.
“Great job, Groove!” Ramona cheered, jogging over to the Gabite to pat it on the head –but not before turning to the downed Pokemon and bowing to them in apology; it really wasn’t the way she liked to do things, but maybe some passersby would find and catch them.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Jan 26, 2015 23:14:27 GMT -5
The blonde was on his way home to finally enjoy some much needed rest and relaxation. With Lightning by his side, it was a quiet night, and Josh hoped that he could be home soon enough to, first and foremost, take a nap. "Pika, Pika, Pikachuuuu~" Lightning would try to sing in his Pikachu-language as they strode along, side by side. Of course, until the Pikachu crashed into a Ralts.
The Ralts would topple over, and look back at them.....
[Hypnosis, Psychic, Calm Mind, Magical Leaf]
And suddenly, it would use Psychic, lifting Lightning into the air and slamming it to the ground. "Pika!" Lightning cried out in pain and Josh gritted his teeth as he would quickly send out Gustave, his Bulbasaur. "Gustave, help Lightning!" Josh said as he pointed toward the Ralts. "Bulba!" Gustave let out as he would go for a Double Edge, which the Ralts would leap over, releasing Lightning. "Quick, Gustave! Use Power Whip!" Josh commanded. "Bulba!" The Bulbasaur would let out as the vines would erupt from his bulb and shoot toward the Ralts, whipping it one way, then whamming into it and whipping it another. Ralts would respond by shooting Magical Leaves toward Gustave. "Quick! Use your vines from Power Whip to block them!" Josh commanded. "Bulba!" Gustave would let out as the vines would come out again, whipping away the sharp leaves. "Quick, use Double Edge, take it down!" Josh said as the Bulbasaur would rocket toward the Ralts, Team Rocket's Rocket style, and hit it flush, bam, boom, badda bing. Ralts would cringe, but go for another Magical Leaf. "Quick, dodge!" Josh said as the Bulbasaur would sidestep a few, though would take a hit from a few and cringe.
"Shake it off, Gustave. Shake it off!" Josh said as the Bulbasaur would take deep breaths and try to relax. "Seed Bomb!" Josh commanded, and the Bulbasaur would quickly launch seeds at the Ralts, hitting it and causing it to fly back. Ralts wasn't finished though, as Psychic would lift Gustave into the air, and slam him into the tree nearby. "Guh..." Josh muttered. "You can still win this, Gustave!" He encouraged. "Shake it off!" He called as the Bulbasaur would shake the cobwebs out of his head. "Seed Bomb, again!" Josh called as the Bulbasaur would launch more Seed Bombs at Ralts, who while it tried to dodge, it wasn't expecting the Bulbasaur to get up so quickly, and got hit flush, going down. Josh would nod toward Gustave to stand down as he tossed the Pokeball at Ralts.
Post by Jeremiah Burton on Jan 27, 2015 14:58:15 GMT -5
FALSIFIER
It wasn’t often he got the pleasure to go out on little extrusions like this. Often so busy trying to find a balance between his ever expanding research on psychic, and spending time with his darling Reine, his fiancée, Jared was relieved to finally have the time to actually go on a trip through the wilds to gather more subjects for his research, experiments and tests. With the upcoming deadline to turn in his papers to attempt joining the League as an official Professor as well, he simply couldn’t afford to waste any precious chances he had to gather more Pokémon and more information.
Today’s little adventure brought him a bit further from home than usual, but with the decent terrain, his father’s years of taking him and his siblings travelling and refusing to live in anything resembling a house except for a tent, this was an easy journey for him to make. Passing the open fields and making his way for the denser forest, Jared Burton had a very good idea of just what he was out to find today. Rumors of a Ralts gathering within these woods was too tempting to pass up, especially when some people had mentioned just what kind of abilities these Ralts had. To pass one up would be blasphemous as far as the dedicated researcher was concerned, but then there came another problem with the Ralts line that had plagued him for a long time.
They never would approach him and often times they ran away when he got to close. It wasn’t the first time he’d gone out trying to find these Pokémon, and no matter how giddy he’d get to see them, they’d always flee from him. At this point, upon spotting the small swarm of Ralts through the brush, it wasn’t joy that blossomed from within his chest, but irritation. Finally, he was going to catch one of these Pokémon, whether it wanted to come with him or not.
Staying where he was, rather than making his way forward to deal with the Ralts, Jared reached to his pocket and pulled out a set of pokéballs. Opening one revealed a Beldum, while the other one being unleashed revealing a Beheeyem, both Pokémon turning slowly to turn bland gazes to their trainer, Jared. He simply brought up his hand to motion for them to follow, before he’d start towards the Ralts swarm with the glide of a king entering his throne room. As he approached and gave a mild twisted grin, he watched in amusement as one by one the Ralts seemed to pick up on his incoming presence. The fastest and most developed empaths were already running away, but he wasn’t interested in something already developed. His eyes were on a weaker prize, something he could build up and watch progress himself.
This ralts’s development would be the focus of his final paper.
The numbers were dwindling in his silent approach before he’d finally spot his prize amongst the last of the Feeling Pokémon that had turn to realize why their friends had run away. He gave an honest smile to the remaining few, whom were already beginning to back up a bit with their nerves clearly rattled by the air coming off of him. Ralts were timid and sensitive Pokémon that preferred the company of happy and friendly humans over those that were more of Jared’s nature. To put it in perspective, his approach was like that of a carnivorous monster slowly coming towards you while you were backed up in a corner with only the hope left being the slim chance he wasn’t hungry enough to eat you right now.
Jared didn’t say anything as he studied the bunch, before curtly nodding and slowly looking towards the Beldum beside him. “The one in the middle” he stated, before – without further warning – the Beldum would launch forward with a painful Take Down. The other Ralts scattered, running for cover in the brush, while the one that had been both the target, and successfully hit, was sent rolling across the ground from the impact. Jared grinned at the sigh, glancing sidelong at his Beldum as the recoil made it reel back. “Again” he curtly ordered and before the Ralts or Beldum could fully recover, the Beldum would force itself to act once more. In seconds, it was once more slammed into the Ralts with another powerful Take Down.
The Ralts slid further away from the second impact and Jared gave an amused grin when it seemed the young Pokémon’s friends from before were trying to come forth and help it. “Mnemosyne, please handle the pack” he instructed, before looking over at his Beldum. “You’re not done, yet. Agai—” the word caught in his throat when he saw the weakened Ralts suddenly vanish. Teleport? There was a slight twitch to his brow and he glanced over at Mnemosyne and let out a nearly deafening whistle. The herd of Ralts immediately took off when they realized their friend had escaped and didn’t want to hang around any longer than necessary. The Beheeyem flinched visibly at the sound of Jared’s whistle and looked over at Jared with a single flicker of a light from her fingers.
“Track that one down and bring it back” Jared said, before he turned back to his Beldum. “Don’t come back unless you have that exact Ralts, Mnemosyne” he tacked on, before Mnemosyne suddenly vanished with her own Teleport to try and track down the Ralts. As he waited, Jared couldn’t help but let out a light laugh at the turn this had taken. Well, he’d been planning to simply go easy on the young and weak Pokémon, but it looked like it wasn’t going to be having any of that. If he really wanted this catch to be done right, he was going to have to be very thorough with his convincing.
After almost half an hour of throwing around various Ralts, porting from place to place in a silent panic, Mnemosyne was finally relieved of her anxiety by the sight of the injured Ralts Jared had desired. The pitiful Pokémon was curled up in the hollowed out base of a tree, trembling in fear and holding up a large leaf in a vain attempt to cover himself. Mnemosyne slowly drifted over to pull the leaf back and almost immediately the Ralts tried to teleport again, but for some reason found itself unable to The use of Imprison was prevented any and all attempts for the young Ralts to teleport away, now. With the Pokémon now more or less cornered, the Beheeyem hesitated. Honestly, she didn’t really seem to want to do this because she knew it was almost like dragging a sheep to the slaughter. Despite these hesitations and shame, there was nothing she could do because she couldn’t ignore her master’s orders. Picking up the Ralts that struggled in her arms, and cradling him like a baby, the Beheeyem would teleport for the final time once more back in front of Jared.
“Drop it” Jared immediately stated upon spotting the two. Without a moment’s hesitation, Mnemosyne dropped the Pokémon and the Ralts hit the ground with a quiet cry of pain. The weakened Pokémon slowly pushed himself up from the ground with his head bowed in defeat. He was stuck now, with only his feet to carry him, but even then, there was no way he could run after the beating he’d already begun to endure. The Ralts had seen his brethren be captured enough times in the past to know that this was around this point that the pokéball would come. His head lowered, losing all desire to continue fighting, he waited for the red beam to consume him. However, Jared wasn’t ready for things to be over so quickly.
“How pathetic” the researcher announced, making the Ralts flinch and look up towards him. “I can see now why you’re the weakest of this group. It’s actually almost funny, really. You’re just so quick to drop your pride and bow in defeat, you’re just a pitiful little thing.” The sight of tears in the Ralts’s eyes didn’t bother Jared as he continued to maintain a passive gaze. “If you think crying will save you, you’re even more pathetic than I thought. Stop it” he ordered. The Ralts just simply stared with his teary gaze still before Jared would suddenly give a signal to his Beheeyem. A sudden increase in gravity and the Ralts was forcibly pinned to the ground with a weak cry. “I said stop, and if I have to say it again, you will be punished.” The ralts struggled for a moment, eyes wide in fear before it slowly brought up his arm to try and wipe away the tears. A deep shaky breath and swallow, it was clearly trying to stop an in turn, the gravity began to ease up on the frail Pokémon.
“See? Improving already” Jared softly assured, speaking now like a father trying to console his child. His hand moved from his pocket to produce an empty pokéball. “You’re a disgustingly sad little thing, so much so, even your friends have abandoned you.” The Ralts slowly sat up to look around and realized that his friends and brethren had indeed vanished from the area. He was all alone. “But…” The Feeling Pokémon looked back to Jared as he spoke up again. “Stick with me, and I’ll make you so powerful, you’ll never suffer like this again. You won’t need your friends to save you, you won’t be forced to run and hide, nothing will scare you anymore, because I will make you perfect” he informed. There was a pause to let the words sink in and the Ralts once more bowed his head to Jared. The researcher gave a pleased look at the repeated submissive response, before he tossed out the pokéball to attempt the capture of the defeated Pokémon.
1,663HA RALTS
Attempted to Capture 1 HA!Ralts
Beldum used Take Down x 2 - Both hit Ralts used Teleport Beheeyem used Imprison Jared used "Here is why you suck" Speech
Post by Tommy Oliver on Jan 28, 2015 15:01:44 GMT -5
Tommy was strolling along in the wilds, looking for something to do. It was another event-less day, so he was aimlessly wandering around, trying to ease his boredom. He would have liked to take a nap and pass the time. However, he just woke up from one an hour ago and spend the last hour doing absolutely nothing. It was time to take action and search for some action. If only he knew where to look.
Which brought him here. He needed something; ANYTHING. He was about to bring out one of his Pokemon and just wrestle them if nothing showed up. He stopped walking as soon as the thought came to his mind. Without hesitation, he called out his Gardevoir, Luna. She looked at him with confusion as he looked at her with a smirk across his face. Just when he was about to attack her, a small Ralts appeared. It stared at Gardevoir with curiosity. It also used Future Sight, but it didn't appear to them at the time.
Tommy and Luna both spotted it at the same time and looked to each other. The Ralts inched forward, getting closer and closer to the two of them. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a male. It was blushing at Luna, who tilted her head. "I think it likes you," Tommy said, in a mocking manner. Luna smiled at it and bent down to be at it's level. Unknown to Luna and Tommy, the Ralts was using Charm. Once Luna was close enough, the Ralts unleashed a Magical Leaf attack on her.
Luna stumbled, landing on her ass, and Tommy started cracking up. He was leaning forward and holding his sides. He then took a deep breath and wiped his eyes of tears. "Oh man, that was too funny," he said, calming himself down. Luna stood up, rubbing her bum, and glared at the Ralts. Her eyes started glowing, as she used Psychic, but Ralts started glowing as well, as it used Imprison. Not only was Luna's Psychic attack fail due to being blocked, but she was also pummeled with a huge chunk of Psychic energy from Ralt's Future Sight.
Tommy was sold. This one was coming along for the ride. Now, if only Luna would damage it, that would be great. It was amusing to see Luna struggle with a pre-evolved state of herself. It brought a smile to his face. But not for the fact that it was funny. For the fact that it reminded him of what she was like back then. She wasn't as much of a trickster as this little guy, but she was her own powerhouse. He remembered the one-hit she did to Hana, when he first got her as a Horsea. He also remember the battle his original Shinx had against her when she was first caught.
Luna finally managed to hit the Ralts with Hypnosis, sending it to sleep. Tommy wasted no time in tossing a pokeball. "Looks like you have a brother," Tommy said as the pokeball stopped shaking. He went to grab it, laughing when he noticed Luna's sour expression. "You've already gotten attached."