Be The Best (Bii)

[Gwen Sanchez]

Leaving the dojo had taken a bit longer then Gwen had thought it would, Ottero had wanted to spend more time there, to train more so that he could get stronger in order to protect Anko and how herself- Convincing him to leave had proven kind of hard but in the end there had been little choice, the young Quaxly too tired to really move anymore and, instead of putting him into his Pokeball as she had considered the girl had scooped him up and put him on her shoulders.

The blue feathered duck’s breathing was hard and laboured from the effort he had put in, his breathing clear in the small fifteen year old’s ear given how close the two were to one another. “We could have kept going I can still do more.” Ottero complained and the girl was grateful that she understood Quaxly well thanks to the one her mom had around for the last almost six years- longer had it been owned but of course Gwen and her siblings hadn’t known their mother growing up till six years ago. The c hold shook her head lightly at what he had said, a frown pursing her pale features. “No you did enough and even if you could do more I’m not about to let you keep going when you were about to pass out.” The young Breeder rolled her eyes slightly at her Pokémon’s unwillingness to stop. Sure, she knew he wanted to protect Anko and even herself- but he needed to keep himself safe too.

Ottero felt himself shift against the girl’s shoulder, a grumble leaving his heaving chest but he didn’t complain any further. The small teenager’s eyes drifted downward to Anko, the Shiny Quaxly keeping hold of his Trainer’s left hand as the group left the dojo. “We’re gonna try to get Anko a bit of practice next time that way—-” her words were cut off by the shoulder bound duck’s indignant squack; obviously he didn’t want that to happen. The girl’s frown deepened as she pulled to a stop on the sidewalk a bit outside of the dojo. “No Ottero I know you want to keep him safe but he needs to be able to help himself too, that’s part of growing up for people and adapting for anyone really.” The girl lectured the other water type: How strong his determination to keep Anko out of harms way or from doing things himself was admirable- though it was also rather frustrating.

This conversation would be the scene that anyone around would come across, some random passers-by walking around, a few slowing to catch a bit of the talk but otherwise none had stopped to interject or done anything to draw attention to themselves. For the moment at least Gwen and her two Pokemon would be on their own- the girl’s other Pokemon tucked safely away in his Pokeball for now.

Ilargi “Bii” Benigno

[Ilargi “Bii” Benigno]

Thanks to her injury-induced inexperience (at least, on paper) the ranger visited the dojo when her assignments put her near Hindors Town. She was a coward, which made her unlikely to willingly choose to patrol at night. This worked out decently, however. Few else would happily pick to patrol in the heat of the day. All of that was to say this: evening was prowling just over the edge of the horizon and the hoofed woman was walking to the dojo with her deino and ducklett in tow.

Which of the two of them would train was still in the air, but Honk would never turn down the opportunity and Star appreciated the fading light. Artificial wasn’t easy on her, either, but she could at least make out the vague shape of Bii to follow.

The trio came upon a quiet scene before the dojo. It was a human arguing with her pokemon. They were… two of those double shiny duckletts?! Like Honk?! At once, Bii’s head swung down to the water type, whose expression was that of open shock. His eyes widened and his bill was parted a touch. More weird duckletts! And, so far from the pond!

“Two of ‘em!” he marveled.

“Two what?” Star asked. It was still too early in the day for her to manage useful sight so far off. Though, ‘far off’ in this instance was just the end of the block. “Two what?!”

“Two more of those double shiny duckletts,” Bii explained. Curious and immediately feeling that she ought to figure out why the pokemon were being yelled at for their sakes, the gijinka walked forward.

Honk, just as curious, followed. Star did the same, though she’d nipped the hem of Bii’s black ranger uniform dress in her maw to help guide her along. The gijinka feigned disinterest as she approached. She trusted her large ears would pick up on something.

The so-called ducklett, however, had no such reservations. He walked over, webbed feet plap-plap-plapping on the pavement of the sidewalk as he went. He’d stop before Anko, looking between him and Ottero on Gwen’s shoulder. “Well, I’ll be. What are the chances?”

And, with that, the two parties were in the midst of meeting.

[Gwen Sanchez]

Ottero couldn’t help but look at his Shiny counterpart, a frown pursing his beak at the thought of letting the one he was meant to protect getting into fights on purpose, getting in over his head as he so tended to do without ever realizing he was: If he had to let him do whatever this girl thought he was capable he would so easily get into something out of his league!

He hated the idea, he didn’t like that he had to change how he was doing things just because of some human girl’s choice? She couldn’t see well either so didn’t that mean he needed to protect her too? But wasn’t that part of the problem as well? That she shouldn’t have been able to provide for herself, to be to think of enough things to protect herself as she seemed able to? How come she could when Anko couldn’t? Sure she was a human but that shouldn’t have accounted for how adept she could be at things right? How easily she could set up a camping site or a campfire -though she kept saying that a fire type on the team would make her life a little easier. Had she had some kind of special training to do it? Would she be more like Ottero personality or skills wise if she hadn’t? Gosh he didn’t know…

The blue and white feathered duck Pokemon shook his head, clearing his mind of those thoughts before his attention was pulled over toward some newcomers.

The regular Quaxly drew his gaze toward what appeared to be a Gijinka, head tilting as he blinked at the hybrid and the two Pokemon. One of them was like them, himself and Anko- a Quaxly though he wasn’t one from the lab far as he knew; he wasn’t decently sure he knew most of the Quaxly from the lab unless of course they’d gotten some new ones in stock since his and Anko’s departure. he supposed that was possible.

The blue haired child blinked in confusion as she looked at the uniformed Gijinka’s approach, nodding to herself slightly before speaking as her golden amber eyes drifted back toward the other’s own Quaxly. “Oh cool, you have a Quaxly I love them!” She beamed without hesitation as she looked toward the duck.

Ottero, from his perch on the child’s shoulders lifted up a wing to wave at the other, his Shiny counterpart in Anko doing the same without realizing before he spoke. “Oh hi? Who’re you?” Anko asked the other of his own species, the silhouettes of the creatures visible though he couldn’t make out what they were- One looked similar to Ottero’s own and his brothers so maybe?

Ilargi “Bii” Benigno