@TheForgottenArc he doesn't really need to train to battle indigo-- i was talking more just training for story purposes, although if you want to do a showdown battle we can. it would be fun! also no worries about the length, sometimes words just flow so my posts end up being long but i try not to let them get too long. short posts ftw xP
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"What was that all about? You know those children?" She couldn't help but snicker at the word children--they really didn't look that young, but she also got the feeling that Indy perhaps to lost to one of them, possibly both of them if he were really unlucky. "Say, I asked for a battle first, by the way. Battling me might prepare you for that twerp. I'm just saying~" Her voice picked up into a sing-song tune at her last sentence, stepping into the expansive gym and feeling her heart flutter as she looked around her.
Indigo glowered. "You won't give that up, yet?" He didn't dare mention his loss to Jack. That was too embarrassing to bring up. It wasn't as if he particularly wanted to battle Margo either, but Indy was doing all he could to keep away from the other subject.
"What a lovely place to start training, don'tcha think?" Margo purred to Poinsettia, the little buck-tooth bug crawling down her trainer's arm and into her hands, looking around the place expectantly. The Scatterbug had expected something truly magical the way her trainer was ogling the place, but really all she saw was dirt. Sometimes Poinsettia worried her trainer was mad.
She's weird... Indigo thought. There was nothing particularly spectacular or captivating about the gym they were in. In fact, it was a little hot with the sun shining through the enormous greenhouse roof. At least Cerulean Gym had been cooler.
Margo turned back to Indy, spinning on her heel and stopping with a small cloud of dust behind her and her hands clasped together in front of her chest. "Are you ready to battle or what?" She had a confident smile on her face, but her heart was racing with apprehension. She hadn't really had many battles and she was excited to see what she could truly pull off with Indy as her test subject.
There was no getting out of this, was there? Sooner or later he was going to have to commit. He looked around-- perhaps there was an instructor or someone to quickly ask tips from, but most of the trainers seemed preoccupied with their own training. Terrible at being stubborn and prone to cracking under pressure, Indigo withdrew a ball from his belt. "You're on." In a burst of light, Hawka appeared. Taking note of her surroundings, she let out a fierce shriek and assumed her battling position...
ooh, actually, i was thinking of adding my own npc just for fun. if it's okay with @iKatamalicious and @Balthazar007 i'd like to drum up a profile for a breeder rival! since the character would only be popping up on occasions (maybe travel with jack and jill, even) I think I could handle it!
i hope i played jack alright! xD
As Indigo and Margo walked to the gym, their atmosphere— despite the general open road they walked on and the sunny disposition of the day— felt tight, uncomfortable, and clouded. Indeed their only exchanges were occasional sullen glances towards each other and mutters about where the gym was. It was an awkward and unpleasant venture.
What am I gonna do... She just wants to kick my butt or something, Indy thought, furtively stealing a glance at Margo's furious expression as she marched beside him, unrelenting. Well, I can't say no now. But maybe after I get some pointers from the gym trainers, I'll be able to have a better chance of taking her on? Maybe I'll even get to see her pokemon. Wait a sec, she's gonna be able to see my pokemon. Drat. Plus if Hawka even hears the word battle, she's going to do all the challenging for me. Augh. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. All he had said was to chill out— but then again, he had picked his word choice to be condescending so he couldn't pretend he was completely innocent either.
But they reached the gym in about a half an hour and Indy gulped at the imposing building before him. It was large and dome shaped, with the top of the dome being made out of glass. Through the windows, the tops of trees could be seen. It was like an enormous greenhouse of sorts. "This is supposed to be the earth and grass gym, or something," Indy said, momentarily forgetting his feud with Margo. "I know that there are sections for trainers to specifically train in, sections besides the main arenas where the leaders or head coordinators battle or whatever. And that's where I was gonna go to." He trailed off. Why bother telling her anything? "Not that it matters." He was stalling. He still hadn't opened the door.
But he didn't have to.
As if the day could possibly get even worse, the doors opened themselves revealing a familiar pair of twins, Jack and Jill. Noooo, not the 13 year old kid that had just beaten him!
"Huh? Yeah," Indigo fibbed without even thinking about it. Of course he was here to challenge— whoever! "Oh, you beat 'em? That's cool. Glad to know they weren't that tough." If Jack challenged him to a battle, could he have won, Indy wondered.
"Well," Jack spoke up smoothly. "They might be tough for others, but my sister and I can handle ourselves well." He smiled at Indy. "Who were you planning to challenge, by the way? Mbali or Jomo?"
"I dunno. Who's who?" Indigo suddenly felt very, very stupid, and very aware that an observant Margo was watching the exchange with a critical eye.
"Mbali is the Head Coordinator, and Jomo's the Gym Leader," Jack informed Indy, not quite laughing but it seemed like he was amused in some kind of way.
"I haven't really decided..."
"You came all the way here, you said you were going to battle one of the leaders here, but you haven't decided?" Jill asked, a genuine confusion clouding her face.
"I keep changing my mind," Indigo smiled weakly. He knew he looked more unprepared by the second.
"Well, whatever you do decide," Jack said after a pause. "I'm a coordinator and since I've beaten the Head Coordinator here, I'll be competing in this week's upcoming contest. I'll be honest— you're not really that worthy of an opponent for me, so don't hold your breath thinking you've got a chance." Another smile, friendly as ever. "See you later."
Indigo turned, trying his hardest not to fume. Who did this kid think he was? "Hey, what was that for? No, you know what, why wait? Let's have a battle tomorrow."
"If you want to lose that badly," Jack shrugged. "We're staying at the pokemon center. I'll be out in front waiting around 10 am. Bye." With that, the twins left, the sound of Jill reprimanding Jack for his rude behavior, fading away into the distance.
Indigo didn't dare look at Margo. "I'm... just gonna go inside."
What am I gonna do... She just wants to kick my butt or something, Indy thought, furtively stealing a glance at Margo's furious expression as she marched beside him, unrelenting. Well, I can't say no now. But maybe after I get some pointers from the gym trainers, I'll be able to have a better chance of taking her on? Maybe I'll even get to see her pokemon. Wait a sec, she's gonna be able to see my pokemon. Drat. Plus if Hawka even hears the word battle, she's going to do all the challenging for me. Augh. He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. All he had said was to chill out— but then again, he had picked his word choice to be condescending so he couldn't pretend he was completely innocent either.
But they reached the gym in about a half an hour and Indy gulped at the imposing building before him. It was large and dome shaped, with the top of the dome being made out of glass. Through the windows, the tops of trees could be seen. It was like an enormous greenhouse of sorts. "This is supposed to be the earth and grass gym, or something," Indy said, momentarily forgetting his feud with Margo. "I know that there are sections for trainers to specifically train in, sections besides the main arenas where the leaders or head coordinators battle or whatever. And that's where I was gonna go to." He trailed off. Why bother telling her anything? "Not that it matters." He was stalling. He still hadn't opened the door.
But he didn't have to.
As if the day could possibly get even worse, the doors opened themselves revealing a familiar pair of twins, Jack and Jill. Noooo, not the 13 year old kid that had just beaten him!
"Huh? Yeah," Indigo fibbed without even thinking about it. Of course he was here to challenge— whoever! "Oh, you beat 'em? That's cool. Glad to know they weren't that tough." If Jack challenged him to a battle, could he have won, Indy wondered.
"Well," Jack spoke up smoothly. "They might be tough for others, but my sister and I can handle ourselves well." He smiled at Indy. "Who were you planning to challenge, by the way? Mbali or Jomo?"
"I dunno. Who's who?" Indigo suddenly felt very, very stupid, and very aware that an observant Margo was watching the exchange with a critical eye.
"Mbali is the Head Coordinator, and Jomo's the Gym Leader," Jack informed Indy, not quite laughing but it seemed like he was amused in some kind of way.
"I haven't really decided..."
"You came all the way here, you said you were going to battle one of the leaders here, but you haven't decided?" Jill asked, a genuine confusion clouding her face.
"I keep changing my mind," Indigo smiled weakly. He knew he looked more unprepared by the second.
"Well, whatever you do decide," Jack said after a pause. "I'm a coordinator and since I've beaten the Head Coordinator here, I'll be competing in this week's upcoming contest. I'll be honest— you're not really that worthy of an opponent for me, so don't hold your breath thinking you've got a chance." Another smile, friendly as ever. "See you later."
Indigo turned, trying his hardest not to fume. Who did this kid think he was? "Hey, what was that for? No, you know what, why wait? Let's have a battle tomorrow."
"If you want to lose that badly," Jack shrugged. "We're staying at the pokemon center. I'll be out in front waiting around 10 am. Bye." With that, the twins left, the sound of Jill reprimanding Jack for his rude behavior, fading away into the distance.
Indigo didn't dare look at Margo. "I'm... just gonna go inside."
posted! i hope it's okay that indigo is going to the gym/ coordinating area. i have some character development in store for him! not trying to muck anything up. thanks again for being patient guys!
Indigo balked. He wasn't scared. Who did this girl think she was anyways? Wasn't she over what he had said about her stupid Scatterbug, already? Though truthfully, he was nervous. A battle? With his current streak of losses, the outcome didn't look so hot. And if she won, would he have ever been able to live it down? He couldn't even bear the idea of losing to her. Cripes... "I'm not scared," he said, yawning and looking at her with disinterested, half-lidded eyes. "For the record, I didn't ask for you to join me at the gym, not sure where you got that idea from. And if you want to battle- " He hesitated. Take her on, or no? What kind of pokemon did she have? He just didn't know! If he lost... "-We can, but later." That bought him some time, at least. And maybe she would forget? He sure hoped so. At any rate, there was no way she would follow him, right? "Just try to chill out before then." His tone was light and easygoing, and he said it with a friendly smile, though he was most certainly masking his contempt with politeness.
Sorry guys can't post tonight. :( i hope you all don't mind. Im sorry!
"It's cool with me, but..." Indigo paused. He was curious about the town and the sights they had to offer. It was a modest town, no doubt, but it was still a whole new place with a brand new attitude. And... Well, he wasn't going to attempt the gym or the contests, those were too difficult. But the only time he'd been inside a gym was during a field trip to the Cerulean gym when he was younger. And he'd fallen inside the pool... As for being in a contest arena, well, that hadn't happened either. His lack of interest in pokemon in general had made it so he had never bothered to watch much about them on tv as well.
Suffice to say, he was curious. Maybe... Just maybe, some people there would have advice for him. Some words of encouragement or guidance that would help him from losing so much.
"I'm gonna check out the gym," he said, surprising himself. "I could probably train there... Maybe get some advice. I dunno." He shrugged. "Oh and definitely gotta check out the store here. I'm running low on pokeballs. And I don't even have a single potion on me."
Suffice to say, he was curious. Maybe... Just maybe, some people there would have advice for him. Some words of encouragement or guidance that would help him from losing so much.
"I'm gonna check out the gym," he said, surprising himself. "I could probably train there... Maybe get some advice. I dunno." He shrugged. "Oh and definitely gotta check out the store here. I'm running low on pokeballs. And I don't even have a single potion on me."
Yeah like, for example, i remember you said we could make up npcs to battle. So you would determine how much money we get after an npc battle? Im figuring trainers can bet how much money they want to put on themselves and then whoever loses has to pay the winner.. or something??? That was my headcannon for the games xD
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