;flooded; M E M O R I E S= [arley]

[;AL P H A]

A grin split Arley's face, with a look of genuine relief in his eyes. "Good. That's great." Rising in sync with the Flareon, his ears twitched as he listened to Dave.
"Yeah, you're right." Gently lifting the Pikachu into his arms, he pouted to himself. "Aww, he looks in a bad way. Guess we'll just have to get a move on."

Taking a Pokéball while the other arm was busy holding the Pikachu, he released his Pokémon. < Hey, lazybutt. Rise and shining. >
The Absol looked at him resentfully, shaking his head. < What do you want now? Can I not get any free time? Gosh. >
< Look, it's nothing particularly taxing. > Arley ran a hand through his ginger-brown hair. < All I want you to do is keep everyone in check and march 'em out through the door to be freed. Once they're in the wild, most everything should come naturally, 'cept for the ones that are, like, failed mutants or something, and I guess Dave'll know what to do with those. You need to walk along there and look, I dunno, intimidating? You know? > He put his hand up by his face, unsheathing his claws and swiping a little way forwards in a 'rawr' gesture. < Grr. Can you do that? >

In answer, Absol eyed him for about half a second, then without warning snapped open his jaws and let out a resounding roar that ripped from the base of his chest. Arley had to cover his ears. When it was over, Absol put on the sort of dopey smile he'd been using earlier. < That good enough? >
< Yeah, uh, fine. Whatever. Great. > Slightly ruffled, Arley pointed to one side of the door. < I'd like you to take this side. Ronan, could you take the other flank? >
< Righto. > Yawning again, Absol stalked off, the Pokémon around him looking up (or, in one or two cases, down) in awe and fright, though mostly in fright. Arley went in the rear to chivvy on any that strayed away from the 'flock', and together they helped herd the Pokémon out in a steady stream.


(( Aww, Ablol. Lol. ))

[~/Birdybot\~]

There were mixed reactions to Absol's roaring. A portion of the Pokémon, mostly the young or small, were scared, but a number of the others didn't seem to have much of a reaction. These were the larger, older, and higher leveled Pokémon, and the oblivious Doofkarps. Ronan then helped Absol shepherd the Pokémon out, leading them through to freedom in the wild. Beavern joined in, although she wasn't very helpful at all. Still, it was nice to know she cared. Ronan looked as the Pokémon raced off into the wild; some of the mutants were lingering nearby, watching them.

Hm... Ronan looked at these mutants. They clearly did not know what to do in the wild. He looked at Arley, then back at the mutants. They... they needed help. But it would take too much of the trainer's time to teach them all that, plus they'd need help later on when problems arose. It would probably be best if he stayed behind to lead the band of mutants, helping them live their lives properly. Yes, that would be good. The mutated Flareon bowed to Arley in respect. ~Trainer, I must help these Pokémon with their new lives in the wild. Farewell.~[/color] he nodded, before leaping off, the mutants forming a little group behind him. Beavern was watching Arley curiously; it seemed that if he tried to catch her, she wouldn't mind.

Catch Beavern or continue to Parchville?[/size]

[;AL P H A]

[~/Birdybot\~]

Mr. Pokéball was happy when it touched Beavern and it maded the Water type be caughteded.

THE END.

(Oh, and you caught a Beavern! )


Name:
Species: Beavern
Gender: Female
Level: 8
Ability: Torrent
Attacks: Scratch, Leer, Water Gun
Personality: This little Beavern is very much a girl. She loves to look her best for the men, and will keep her coat nice and shiny. She likes pretty things and gets very upset when someone else is in trouble, going to stupid lengths to help them.

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[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Species:[/b] Beavern
[b]Gender:[/b] Female
[b]Level:[/b] 8
[b]Ability:[/b] Torrent
[b]Attacks:[/b] Scratch, Leer, Water Gun
[b]Personality:[/b] This little Beavern is very much a girl. She loves to look her best for the men, and will keep her coat nice and shiny. She likes pretty things and gets very upset when someone else is in trouble, going to stupid lengths to help them.