one piece of silver, elliott!

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Needless to say, just from the furious gleam in Porthos' gaze, Will Henry could naturally assume that the water/flying type was most certainly not at all pleased with the young man's decision to have a 'date' ...in a volcano of all places. Well, it wasn't really a date, but it was an agreed appointment between friends. Wasn't that what a date was? Eh, technicalities. Besides, Will Henry thought the volcano was a very lovely destination indeed and one cranky, arrogant Gyrados was not going to stop him.

Although ...where was Elliott? The man totally wouldn't stand him up on their 'date', right? No, no, that was ridiculous. He knew the other to be the gentlemanly sort unlike that other male guard, Finnikin. He'd heard the stories that the fellow even sold out his own mother, but heck, he barely knew the guy. Maybe he'd get to know the fellow. After all, he was another guard. It was only natural to get to know everybody he would have to work with.

As Will Henry continued his casual stroll nearby the volcano, he was admittedly beginning to regret his decision to select the hot location as their 'date' spot. It was awfully warm and he was tempted with the urge to start shedding some clothing, but that was certainly not professional and he didn't want to poke any ladies' eyes out with his overly attractive figure. He wanted ladies to keep their eyes, honest. And so, the young man continued searching for his 'date' with a giant Gyrados growling behind him, no big deal.

"Elliiiiiott, hurry up! They say it's rude to keep your date waiting, you know!"

PORTHOS THE GYRADOS

level 34 • intimidate • male
bite, ice fang, thrash, twister
flamethrower, earthquake

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lv29 ZANGOOSE
IMMUNITY
MUSCLE BAND

SWORDSDANCE PURSUIT
FURYCUTTER SLASH
SHDWBALL BRICKBREAK

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    It had been decided days ago that Elliott would meet fellow Royal Guard William Henry for a friendly battle. Elliott hoped to get in some much-needed practice that would, perhaps, one day help him in stopping the wrongdoings of Alvarez's sky pirate crews; something told him Will wasn't so passionate on the subject of "eliminating bad guys," but he had went along with the plans nonetheless. Why they had decided to meet at Fieyro Volcano was beyond Elliott, for it was rather far away from home, but he supposed it was better than Infini Forest or the Underground Cavern. (Not that he would tell anyone, but Elliott was not the best with directions.) It was easy enough, this trip, starting at the base of the volcano, where the air was relatively cool, and going up, up, and up. With each step, the air grew heavier around him, which Elliott found exciting. Sweat collected in beads on his forehead as he made his way along the side of the volcano, his Zangoose loping ahead of him on all fours, evidently just as pumped for an intense battle as Elliott was.

    It was about a minute before the Zangoose stopped, the third to arrive at the battlefield (Will and his Gyrados tied for first, of course). Standing on its two back feet, the white-and-red beast studied the opponent – both the trainer and its massive Pokemon – with confident, careless red eyes. It let out a snort, as though unfazed by the size of the other's opponent, glancing to its right as Elliott finally caught up. His master hardly seemed as sure as Eko, eyes widening in surprise at the – the monster that was hovering behind Will. Jeez, he really wanted to win, eh? Taking off his coat (it was a little to wear a trench coat in this heat, wasn't it) and tossing it to the side, Elliott said, “Sorry, Will, I left a little late.” His face was slightly pink from both his effort and Will's... creative word choice, for Elliott had heard the man's shout a few minutes ago, in spite of a fair amount of distance separating them. Elliott decided, however, to ignore such odd words and shook his head, offering politely, “I suppose you move first then? Since I made you wait and all.”

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As a familiar face finally turned up, Will gave a little wave of his fingers, smiling brilliantly. Truly, he was pleased to see the young man. There was a careless little smile he wore for an expression as he shoved his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall of the volcano as if it wasn't a volcano at all and instead, some very nice ...thing instead, yes. "Oh, not at all. Besides, I was the one who asked you to meet me at such a ridiculous location," he smiled ruefully. Although he was speaking to the young man before him, his gaze was directly transfixed upon the smaller Zangoose with intense curiosity and complete focus, as if he was searching for something crucial. His Gyrados, on the other hand, could simply care less and he was more irritated with the fact that he was called to do battle inside a volcano instead of his natural habitat.

"Always the gentleman," Will Henry grinned. He gave a little bow to show his respect towards his 'friend', but the playful grin quickly turned apologetic. "Unfortunately, I am not." And with that, the battle had begun. "Porthos!" he called, thoroughly amused. He was definitely in one of his better humors today. "Let's start off easy, shall we? Flamethrower and bite, if you will."

Porthos only rolled his eyes, making a silent note to receive a glass of the finest wine or something to devour after this. Still! He always reveled in battle despite his ill temper. Coiling around to his full, complete height, he attempted to spatter the Zangoose with a mouthful of hot fire to serve as a sort of distraction while the giant serpent-like pokemon pounced through the hot flames with open, jagged jaws in hopes of taking a bite out of the smaller white pokemon.

PORTHOS THE GYRADOS

level 34 • intimidate • male
bite, ice fang, thrash, twister
flamethrower, earthquake

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