stay the course [vallons dojo]

[Vallon Pierce]

It was clear that Vallon didn’t care about training his pokemon. This much was clear to almost everyone by now. Yet, the constant pressure from the rocket higher ups forced him to come to the dojo to let his pokemon train themselves. Blue orbs shifted over the vast open area, a heavy sigh escaped him. Reaching into his pockets, the man summoned two pokemon. One, the ghost type known as a galarian corsola. The other, a two headed snake known as a shulian ekans. She, or rather they, have became do to for Vallon to get his pokemon trained with little effort from him.

All it took was a firm nod to Viper to indicated what he wanted from her. The shulian ekans almost smiling at her new victim. Vallon moved to an area to take a nap, quickly getting comfortable and soon out cold. Viper was quick to start the fight, throwing all her usually battling tactics at Antom. The pair exchanged blows for several minutes, Viper and Cobra really trying to drawl out Antom’s battle prowlers. However, it was very obvious that he was still young. And soon, the galarian corsola was out cold. Antom had a lot of work to please Viper.

[Gardeon]

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[Vallon Pierce]

He was ordered to train his pokemon, just in case they were needed for his next mission. And although the gijinka didn’t see a point to it, the rocket lap dog wasn’t about to disobey a direct order. Mouth gapped open, a hand quickly rose to cover out of habit. Eyes half close, still tired from the night before. Not because he didn’t get enough sleep, just bored was starting to get the best of him. Reaching into his pocket, Vallon plucked out a newer pokemon that seemed to just keep following him around. The misdreavus materialized within seconds, eyes wide as she took in her surrounds.

“You and Shade here will battle. Got it.” The misdreavus, or what she named herself Esmeralda, turned her gaze to her fellow ghost. Shade, the gastly, snickered in delight at the sight of a few sparring partner. “Good. I’ll be taking a nap over there.” The man informed the ghost, moving to said location and laying down. Esme followed her trainer, only to have her gaze return to Shade. And without any warning, the battle began.

Shade’s eyes took on a deep red glow, casting a mean look at the female ghost before he attempted to lick her. The misdreavus blinked, growling at Shade before he got in close and licked her. A shiver ran down her, sparks skipped across her form as paralyzation made her unable to move. Shade snickered again, attempting a hypnosis on the female. However, Esme refused to go down that easy. A sucker punch was thrown his way, only for Shade to disable the move. In the end, it was Shade that won the battle. Not that Vallon really cared as he collected the knocked out ghost and told Shade to follow him.

[Vulpix]

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[Vallon Pierce]

His ‘trainer’ was pathetic. If he was still human, he would have beat this so called trainer into a blood pulp. He has notambition, no drive, and not even the desire to live some days. He swears! Yet, what else could he do? He was a pokemon now, nothing more than a pathetic little phantump. Marlow had the feeling that it was going to take a lot longer than he wanted to get strong enough. His revenge plan taking a slow burn.

Despite this, Marlow pretended to be the timid little creature he was. Eyes widened when the trainer told him he had to spar with someone on his own team in order to train. Lazy bastard. However, Shade was a much stronger pokemon. And the gastly, wasn’t going to go easy on him. At first, Marlow pretended to be scared and run way. But after several hits from the gastly, his patience and demeanor changed.

For several hours, the two exchanged blows. He was quick to learn that he wasn’t the badass pokemon he wanted to be. That the gods, mocked him in this new form they gave him. It was so frustrating and not far at all. And in the end, Shade won as excepted.

[Vulpix]

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[Vallon Pierce]

The female nidoran held her gaze low, pace graceful but nervous. She didn’t want to do this. She had no interest in getting stronger. Strength wasn’t everything and the world needed more kindness than violence. Yet, her handler did make a good point. She had to be stronger if she wanted to protect those she cares about. Yes, Rhia was fully aware that he only said this to make her train. And yes, Vallon was aware she knew the real reason for this today. But regardless to the attempt of mind trick, he had a point.

Vallon took in a long deep breath, blue intense orbs flickered over the dojo. It never changed. He glanced back at the nidoran, giving her a nod. Rhia looked away from his look, partly ashamed she fell for his ‘attempted’ mind trick. The gijinka pulled another sphere from his pocket, hoping that maybe another creature of similar species would help Rhia get stronger. The male Nidoran materialized, lazy gaze fell upon the female. She was, beautiful. But before much else could be said, Vallon stepped in. “You know what to do.” With that, the half dry scaly skin and half soft human fleshed creature moved to she usual spot to nap. Once comfortable, his eyes closed to sleep.

For the next several hours, neither of them really trained per day. Instead, they bonded with each other and learned more about each other. That was, unless their handler stirred. And when he did, both pretended to battle it out. Tiyvu, surprisingly, trying to act as if he wanted to get stronger while Rhia, also surpassingly, pretended to either dodge or counter his advance. It worked, Vallon falling back to sleep to allow them to bond. And by the time the man work up, both managed to put some dirt on each other to make it look like that really battled it out. But, how long could that pull that off?

[Persian]

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[Vallon Pierce]

Although the man still had a lot to explore in Shula, it was rather plain pretending to be a normal human. Other than traveling around the region, there was really nothing to do. It was suggested to invest his time into his pokemon. And when he asked why, they said he could challenge other trainers to battles and compete in gym challenges to collect badges. The gijinka scoffed at the sight of the little metal things, a complete waste of time in his opinion. Yet, the man remembered battling the admin. At the time, Vallon didn’t care but now he remembered how kind of fun it was.

Blue orbs fell upon the spiritomb, a brow rose as it smile at him back. HIs rolled his eyes, looking at all the equipment placed around the place. All of it seemed useless. Instead, the man plucked out another sphere and released a creature. The gaseous form of a gastly materialized within seconds, snickering and floating around the spiritomb. “You two battle it out,” the man mumbled, turning to head to the nearest bench to sit, “I’m gunna sit over here and watch.” The two partial ghost pokemon looked at each other, waiting for the trainer to sit before starting. For the next several hours, the two ghost battled it out. Vallon merely watching, learning.

[Persian]

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[Vallon Pierce]

After what happened during their battle against the admin, Shade has been a little more rambunctious and it was getting on Vallon’s nerves. And in hopes to get what this was out, the gijinka decided to head to the dojo and let him battle it out against another one of his pokemon. Reaching into his pocket, the man plucked out two spheres.

In a flash of light, two ghostly pokemon materialized within seconds. One, said energized gastly. The other, a cool and calm spiritomb. They both watched the man as he moved to the side of the large room, shifting a chair and sitting down. Once down, he nodded and mumbled “Have at it.”

Shade snickered, large eyes on the fellow ghost type. Suddenly, large red eyes appeared before his. He attempted to mean look Specter, but it failed. Specter sent out a confuse ray, only to be nullified by the gastly when he vanished into nothingness. Being a fellow ghost type, the spiritomb knew where he was and foul played him. Shade screeched, pain riddled him. A flash of light forced the move to be disable, not wanting to be hit by that super effective move again.

His snickering returned, long wet tongue out ready to lick the ghostly ghoul. Spiritomb was hit, paralyzing him completely. In the end, Shade won only by a margin. Of course, Vallon did praise either of them. He simply sighed and recalled them. Who knew being free was so…. Boring?

[Persian]

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[Vallon Pierce]

It was another recommendation by the rockets research team to do some special training with his pokemon on a weekly bases. This activity would help bring a sense of normality in his insanity of a life as well as bond with his pokemon. Bonding with a pokemon sounded like a foolish wish. It was pointless. Yet, here he was.

“Come on out Bandit,” the man mumbled, moving the one side of his jacket to let out the salandit that practically lived in there, “Its time to train.” The salandit peaked out from his hide hole, head tilted to one side before slithering out and onto the floor. Adjusting his jacket and look down upon the fire and poison type, he gave it a nod. Salandit titled his head to the other side, unsure of what to do. Vallon sighed, his own shoulders shrugged. “I don’t know.”

Cool orbs lifted, scanning the dojo for something to help his pokemon. Spotting the straw dummy, Vallon nodded to it. “Aim your attacks at that thing. See how many times you can hit it from here.” Arceus does he have to explain everything to these creatures. Bandit turned his head, spotting what his trainer was referring to. He nodded, fully facing the dummy before standing up on his hind legs. The creature took in a deep breath, firing round after round of embers at it. And honestly, Vallon was impressed by this salandit aim. Pretty good for a low level.

[Haunter]

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[Vallon Pierce]

His ‘trainer’ was pathetic. If he was still human, he would have beat this so called trainer into a blood pulp. He has notambition, no drive, and not even the desire to live some days. He swears! Yet, what else could he do? He was a pokemon now, nothing more than a pathetic little phantump. Marlow had the feeling that it was going to take a lot longer than he wanted to get strong enough. His revenge plan taking a slow burn.

Despite this, Marlow pretended to be the timid little creature he was. Eyes widened when the trainer told him he had to spar with someone on his own team in order to train. Lazy bastard. However, Shade was a much stronger pokemon. And the gastly, wasn’t going to go easy on him. At first, Marlow pretended to be scared and run way. But after several hits from the gastly, his patience and demeanor changed.

For several hours, the two exchanged blows. He was quick to learn that he wasn’t the badass pokemon he wanted to be. That the gods, mocked him in this new form they gave him. It was so frustrating and not far at all. And in the end, Shade won as excepted.