Post by Emilia Chevalier on Feb 25, 2018 14:56:21 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN
Things had been dismally slow. Emilia spent her days wandering around her gym, waiting for challenges that never came. Most of the locals in the city were terrified of her, as they should be. The young woman took out her misery on anyone who stepped foot in her gym. It wasn't well know why she hated being a gym leader so much, but she knew, and that was all that mattered. WIth her ironic nickname floating around the region, challengers were always sorely surprised when they finally face off against Emilia.
The gym leader smiled to herself as she stepped out into the sunlight, the gym doors sliding shut behind her. Things looked so different above ground. She had long become accustomed to the artificial lighting of the battle floor and the dim tunnels that led to it. She looked around with her dark eyes, taking in the city. She pulled the hood of her coat over her hair and stepped out from under the awning and into the snow. Little flakes immediately began clinging to her jacket and the cold wind struck her face, but she didn't flinch.
As she silently walked through the city, people turned to stare at her. She couldn't blame them. Emilia rarely left the gym unless there was an emergency; she wasn't a fan of socializing or really anything that was required of her as a gym leader. She just wanted to be normal. She silently cursed her father, no doubt sitting in his chair at home smoking a pipe or otherwise relaxing, his Arcanine curled up at his feet. That was what Emilia wanted.
Before she knew it, she had reached the middle of the city, which was surprisingly abandoned. That was fine with her. The gym leader looked to the sky and the snow falling from it and let out a frustrated cry.
“Slithers” Salandit (level 8) - Scratch, Poison Gas, Ember, Snatch, Sweet Scent
“Mags” Magby (level 8) - Smog, Leer, Ember, Smokescreen
“Sage” Drampa (level 7) - Echoed Voice, Play Nice, Twister
The gym leader smiled to herself as she stepped out into the sunlight, the gym doors sliding shut behind her. Things looked so different above ground. She had long become accustomed to the artificial lighting of the battle floor and the dim tunnels that led to it. She looked around with her dark eyes, taking in the city. She pulled the hood of her coat over her hair and stepped out from under the awning and into the snow. Little flakes immediately began clinging to her jacket and the cold wind struck her face, but she didn't flinch.
As she silently walked through the city, people turned to stare at her. She couldn't blame them. Emilia rarely left the gym unless there was an emergency; she wasn't a fan of socializing or really anything that was required of her as a gym leader. She just wanted to be normal. She silently cursed her father, no doubt sitting in his chair at home smoking a pipe or otherwise relaxing, his Arcanine curled up at his feet. That was what Emilia wanted.
Before she knew it, she had reached the middle of the city, which was surprisingly abandoned. That was fine with her. The gym leader looked to the sky and the snow falling from it and let out a frustrated cry.
“Slithers” Salandit (level 8) - Scratch, Poison Gas, Ember, Snatch, Sweet Scent
“Mags” Magby (level 8) - Smog, Leer, Ember, Smokescreen
“Sage” Drampa (level 7) - Echoed Voice, Play Nice, Twister
@spartan ✖ i couldn't decide who to tag, so just throw in whoever you want~
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