On the next pass, it manages to draw blood from her hind leg or tail: Blue can’t quite see the wound. When the pidgey comes around for another pass, its talons rake harmlessly against her shell. Maturin lets out a cry of pain, then follows the order and ducks into her shell. “Withdraw!” Blue shouts, too late as the pidgey turns on its wingtip and bolts straight at Maturin and scores three bleeding lines across her head. One, two, three darts of water shoot up at the bird, who dodges them with a hard bank and dive. Blue waits for it to lock onto Maturin, then says, “Water Gun!” The pidgey bursts into existence mid-air and immediately swoops around their arena in a circle. Just come at her as normal.” Blue checks Maturin over, then commands her forward.
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Jarod won’t be free for about another five minutes. it just seems like a really inefficient use of time.īlue checks the time. Blue knows you can’t always count on having a favorable matchup, and clearly Brock inspires them to master their type beyond average conventions…. After a month at the gym, he’s still surprised at how many trainers that come to Pewter insist on practice matches against types their pokemon are weak against. “Usually he can last longer than that.”īlue doesn’t respond other than to call his squirtle over and let her have a drink of water. Another few seconds of that might have badly hurt the graveler, but if it got close enough to hit Maturin… “Daro, return!” Blue lets out a breath as the pokemon dematerializes, glad he didn’t have to order Maturin to stop. The other trainer, Rem, grimaces and points his greatball forward. The bubbles pop in rapid flashes as their opponent lets out a deep roar, pushing through the attack with its short, powerful legs as its hide turns white and cracks.īlue watches his opponent, knowing that any second now he’ll realize… there. Maturin emerges from her shell and spits a stream of bubbles at the advancing graveler. Blue’s platform trembles beneath him as the tail end of the quake dissipates against the edge of the arena, and by the time it fades he can see his pokemon again. A cone of upheaval spreads outward, buckling the earth of the arena around Maturin and hiding her in a cloud of dirt for a moment. Blue’s squirtle ducks into her shell just as the graveler slams its main arms into the ground.
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