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Trip 「シューティー Shootie」 ([personal profile] shootaro) wrote in [community profile] calling_logs 2016-09-23 04:40 am (UTC)

[Despite the confident air, he blinks, looking stunned for a moment, cheeks colouring, then just breaks into a very bright smile, clearly touched.]

Uh-huh, we really did!

[Erk, speech slipped, a bit, and maybe he nodded a bit too eagerly saying that. Hands in pockets, straightening his back, raising his head to look proud and dignified again and not so... boyishly seeking approval.

(Do you see what easy prey this child is?)]


Most moves are learned as they level up, so we have to find and battle stronger and stronger opponents. It's absolutely vital to get stronger and learn more. Others require special training just to activate them. Serperior had to try and concentrate on focusing its power and striking at boulders with its tail for a long time before it could use Dragon Tail— it's a Grass Type, not a Dragon Type, so that kind of thing requires special training.

Vanillite was specifically bred for to hatch with a move it can't learn naturally, like Ice Shard— got that one by the mother breeding with a Snorunt. Inherited the ability from its father. Basic stuff.

One thing's the same, all moves are refined with practice

[Oh, right, he mentioned Vanillite without bringing it out— he casually take a pokeball out of his pocket, unshrinks it, and releases it at his hip, not tossing it this time.

This one is an unexpectedly adorable creature! It's the size of, perhaps, a teddy bear and looks about as darling. It honestly looks like soft-serve ice cream with an ice crystal-covered cone. And it immediately takes an interest in Polnareff, flying over with a wiiiide smile, breathing smoky-white puffs of air as though it carries winter's frost with it, leaving a trail of snowflakes in its wake.]

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