[ZAFAAR/RIN] A Tour With Training

[ZAFAAR IMPERIA]

the psychic-type tried to return the gesture, but what started off as an attempt to smile soon faded into a worried frown. umnia glanced at the fainted dragon, then exhaled slowly when she saw that zuko wasn't really mad. if he was, she wasn't sure what he'd do ... after all, dragons could be unpredictable beings, and she really didn't want to get on the bad side of one. the reuniclus watched in silence as the salamence brought the young creature over to her trainer; she trailed him, floating daintily over the sandy ground.

knowing full well that zafaar wouldn't take it up onto himself to revive the poor thing, she took one of the revive and studied it intently. it was a man-made item, not some kind of object that creatures like her could use without aid from a human. even her intelligence ... naaaah. she could do this - just not the conventional way. she gripped the tube within her hands and placed it within zafaar's, then nodded at him. umnia wasn't sure if he saw, though; he had his head buried within the towel.

"zuko?" the teenager muttered, rolling the item within his hand. the dragon was huge, and he could pick up traces of his breathing, thanks to having known him for quite the amount of time. "..." once again, silence was zafaar's other statement as he pulled the pin sealing the medication. seriously, he was going to revive a creature that loved to bite anything that moved ... the imperia hesitated, if only just for that one moment. stupid, stupid thing to do. and he was doing it. what-the-heck. "tch."

not wanting to waste any more of his time, he took aim (sightlessly), pinned it against the hairy part of the deino, and pressed the medicine into the dragon pokémon.

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[CHASE EDENBREATH]

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[atrb=style,width: 350px;][style=font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; line-height: 15px;]The Revive worked on the Deino quickly, too quickly. As soon as the liquid made contact to the Pokemon's skin, Hua began stirring and was up on his four feet when Zafaar was done. Zuko checked over his junior who was strangely quiet. He seemed to be pretty dazed and confused from fainting but was fine nonetheless. Zuko gave him a hit on the head, knocking Hua face flat on the sand. Before the Deino could retaliate, Zuko was on the sky again, not before flapping his wings and raining sand all over Zafaar... Hua spat the sand from his mouth. That didn't taste anything good at all. Not only that, the damn giant flying dragon had to him right in the head when it was still pounding in pain. Hua began snarling, now remembering what had happened. Where was that stupid Pokemon? How could Hua have been knocked out like that? The Krabby must have played a dirty trick on him or did something to exploit a weakness even Hua didn't know of. Determined to get revenge, Hua was once again out and running like a madman. He kept his nose sharp to get a whiff of that cursed Krabby's scent and gnaw its shell armor and tear its skin like a juicy tendon. Lusting for blood swelled in Hua's heart, beating excitedly at the prospect of violence and torture. Suddenly, Hua was thrown backward. He had hit on something and by the smell of it, it was a foolish human. Having enough of those trying to get on his way (and beating him so easily), the Deino launched forward and would bite the human's ankle. credit :: template by columba of on the edge![/style]

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[atrb=style, border-top: 5px solid #2C85F4; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding-top: 5px; color: #262626; text-transform: lowercase;][atrb=valign, top][atrb=width, 350] Rin had landed on the beach entirely by accident. He'd requested his Braviary fly him to Unova but apparently his request was a little more difficult than he first believed. Raz had assured his trainer he knew the way and the flight was possible but apparently he didn't, and it wasn't. Rin wasn't angry, he was quite happy he'd ended up sea-side. It was a nice relaxing break in between all the intense Pokémon battles and travel. Although the travel aspect didn't stress him out in the least, the battling did. Not that it was a bad thing, because it wasn’t, battling and training was what he lived for, but he couldn’t deny its hardships. He was happily enjoying a stroll on the beach; barefoot and all. He'd let Lars go for a swim in the ocean by himself provided he didn't get into any trouble. The dragon Pokémon was due back very soon. Tyler didn't often like letting his Pokémon go wandering off but he knew he could trust his Dragonair more than the others. For instance Rin rarely let his Steelix out in view of other people, or when other people were around. The steel Pokémon still had issues about Rin being its trainer/being caught all together. Tyler had considered releasing it but he was determined to befriend it, he could be horribly stubborn like that sometimes. His walk along the beach was cut horribly short however as some purple-ish looking blur barrelled into him and sent him flying. The trainer recovered quickly, however not quickly enough it seemed as something clamped down on his ankle, hard. Rin tried not to let out a scream but it was a little difficult. In all the confusion he'd hardly noticed the offender was a Pokémon, let alone a Deino, but it could hardly be anything else (besides a crazy kid?). All Tyler was worried about was detaching the creature from his leg before it broke his bone or tore the thing clean off. He wished he hadn’t sent Lars out for a swim in the ocean now. Struggling with himself Rin fumbled and managed to release a Pokeball, sending his Gyarados out in a blaze of light. If this thing wouldn’t get off his leg, he’d force it off. notes: let me know if there's anything you'd like changed, sorry for the crappy post. x-x -begs for forgiveness- • modified by me, i just wanted a matching post template okay ; _ ; made by corinth of ote

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[ZAFAAR IMPERIA]

zafaar's head was back within the safety of his towel when the spray scattered over his head and body; his back was dotted with sand, but his head was relatively safe and not in the least sandy. his towel - that could be settled by throwing it into the laundry. umnia, on the other hand, was presumably darting around, confused by the sudden spray of sand and totally losing herself by wailing, then calming herself down by picking up a snoozing ikram. the reuniclus was a ditz, and the boy knew it perfectly. what she did just rolled off him like dew on yam leaves; he let out a small groan, however - now that hua was up and about, things would be worse than before. knowing the little tyke, he probably was going to rip some poor kid's head off.

a part of zafaar kinda hoped that to happen; it'd mean one less dragon in the world and he wouldn't be the only glad person. mourning one ... perhaps one. or two. or just the general populace of blackthorn. the trainer grunted; there was no way he was going to get any sleep, rest, or even relaxation in a situation like this. ankle barely supporting his weight, he stood up and easily spotted the deino due to his height and how easy black and deep blue was to spot on golden sand. "..." he was standing, yes, but walking was an entirely different matter with a puncture wound on one of his limbs.

zafaar was fairly sure that he looked borderline-retarded as he hobbled over to where the deino was, then realized his foolishness upon seeing the creature clamp onto someone's leg. great, he'd be thought of as its trainer. and then shit would happen if the guy had a temper as hot as some of the people he'd seen before. a silent growl gutted his throat. he'd had enough of this for one day, and bleeding ankle or not, he was going to have an unproductive afternoon.

taking aim and balancing himself on his good leg, zafaar drew his leg back, exhaled sharply, then thrust his limb in order to knock hua away. he wasn't chase, he couldn't channel him, he wasn't going to get hua off unless he did something drastic. and his bite identity would protect him. kinda. "the deino isn't mine."

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[atrb=style, border-top: 5px solid #2C85F4; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding-top: 5px; color: #262626; text-transform: lowercase;][atrb=valign, top][atrb=width, 350] Rin thanked the gods as the Deino was punted off him and onto the sand in one swift move. His leg hurt like hell but there was nothing much he could do about that now. Tyler looked up at the male before him slightly angry but upon hearing that this Pokemon did not belong to him all hard feelings he had sort of dissipated. If this Pokemon wasn't his then he really couldn't blame the other the male for it's bad behavior. The way it was acting Rin would have taken a guess that it was in actual fact a wild Pokemon instead of actually belonging to a trainer. Rin made a mental note never to catch a dragon of this type as long as he continued to live. The trainer shakily stood and steadied himself, holding up a hand to get his Gyarados to back off. The Pokemon did as he was told and shuffled backward a few feet. "It's Ok." Rin replied with a wince. "Feisty little fella." He commented with a shrug. Rin looked around, not noticing anyone else in the area he became curious. "If he's not yours then who does he belong too?" Rin didn't mean to pry but he thought he sort of had the right to know after the Pokemon almost tore his leg off. Well no, more clamped down on it like a toothed-vice, but still. Not that he was going to reprimand the trainer or anything, maybe just suggest that they keep it on a leas tied to a pole from now on. notes: let me know if there's anything you'd like changed, sorry for the crappy post. x-x -begs for forgiveness- • modified by me, i just wanted a matching post template okay ; _ ; made by corinth of ote

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feisty little fella indeed. hua didn't know where to poke his nose - ... zafaar halted his train of thought before he went any farther. had he gone an inch more, he was fairly sure that he'd dip straight into chase's spirit and get himself spewing a tangent on how hua needed to pay more attention to his surroundings and focus on training and look at zuko and and and AND. the teenager shut his eyes to rid himself of these thoughts - they were going to destroy him some day, and his destruction had started five years ago. "yeah," agreed zafaar, his crimson eyes finally finding their target on rin's blue ones. there wasn't much to disagree on that, really.

he was now standing on one leg, looking amusingly like a flamingo due to his rather slim physique and stature. "a ..." his sentence was left hanging - oddly, it sounded more like an 'er' than an 'a', so to speak. zafaar was having trouble pinning a finger on what he was going to refer to chase as: a friend? a mentor? whichever it was, it didn't quite fit. and due to his limited vocabulary: "if you go to the city and see someone parading around with a dragon. that's him," the imperia said simply, finally choosing to put his leg down and immediately regretting it. he winced visibly, then fell into a sitting position. sure, rin might feel the same as he did, but zafaar always did have a lower tolerance for pain (or perhaps, was conditioned to feel pain).

((lol short.))

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[atrb=style, border-top: 5px solid #2C85F4; font-family: arial; line-height: 10px; padding-top: 5px; color: #262626; text-transform: lowercase;][atrb=valign, top][atrb=width, 350] Getting bitten by a pokemon was not a regular occurrence for Rin, he was pretty good with pain, he didn't even react when cut usually, but this leg injury was proving to be a bit much. Dragon pokemon really did have a killer bite, or maybe just this particular Deino. So he could find the owner of this horror in town? Right, well then, he was going to go into town. Then again maybe he wasn't his leg was killing him, maybe he'd use Raz to scour the town for a guy with a lot of dragon pokemon then fly down and give him a piece of his mind. Rin couldn't help but feel concerned for the other male as he sat down, obviously something was wrong/bothering him and the way he favored his other leg told him without much doubt that he'd hurt it somehow. "Are you okay? Do you need a hand or something? Should I get a doctor?" Rin blurted out, forgetting all about his crusade to go find the owner of the dragon pokemon that had assaulted his leg. He ignored his own pain for the strangers discomfort, worried that his condition was serious and that he needed medical attention right away. Rin wasn't used to interacting with others very much and this encounter had him somewhat more determined to stay away from people even more than he usually did. If he hadn't decided he wanted to take a walk on the beach he would not be nursing a rather sore leg at that moment. However if he hadn't the he also wouldn't be able to help this other guy, seemingly in pain as he was. He'd have to have a chat with his Braviary about routes next time, a good long honest chat to make sure this didn't happen again. //also short the boobs have me distracted. • modified by me, i just wanted a matching post template okay ; _ ; made by corinth of ote

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"i'm fine," his conditioned response came. it was habit of him to respond in such a manner whenever asked; he didn't want people to worry about him or think that he wanted to rely on them. it was his own responsibility to ensure that his irresponsibility did not hinder others; for a moment, as his thoughts traveled along this train, his eyes fell on the deino. he forcibly removed his focus, returning it to the wound upon his leg. he was going to be fine. even though he'd never been bitten by hua before, he'd been on the receiving end of dragon wrestling, and much more. he could survive this, no problem.

zafaar glanced at rin. "i think you need first aid," he said, nodding at the injured leg. "... we both do." it was a fair statement to make; after all, both of them had been bitten by hua and were probably in need of some first aid. however, rin needed it more than he did - zafaar had received some help from chase when he realized that he'd been on the receiving end of hua's biting. with visible effort, the teenager got up. "let's go," he smirked and extended a hand to help rin.

((hahaha i think my brain degenerated due to various factors))

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[CHASE EDENBREATH]

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[atrb=style,width: 350px;][style=font-family: helvetica; font-size: 11px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; line-height: 15px;]He sunk his teeth deep down the flesh and took in pleasure at the blood seeping out toward his mouth. He didn't find blood particularly tasty as a Zubat might but it tasted different and strange that it was slightly addicting. He could tell that this one was definitely human but something about its smell was pretty familiar. It reminded Hua of Chase. Something hit Hua on the side and sent him rolling down the sand. He shivered in disgust at the foreign objects entering his mouth, choking and spitting out half-swallowed sand. He barely could hear the humans talking over his coughing assault. The sand he spat out was mixed with the human's blood although being blind, Deino hadn't noticed this at all. Bystanders, however, turned their heads and were alarmed to see a Pokemon coughing out blood. Not too soon, a small group of people were murmuring, setting concerned eyes over the Deino. Though they were concerned, they were not quite sure how to approach the Deino and be of help. They each hoped that one person would come out and do something - the bystander-effect. It was unlikely to get help from a group of people than an individual. Of course, Hua was perfectly fine aside from the sand in his mouth. He eventually sniffed out the smell of humans sticking together near him. Smirking inwardly, Hua decided that he shouldn't stopped now that he'd began. Chase wanted him to "get to know" humans, wasn't it? The Deino began to approach the small crowd, none of them aware they were going to get a nasty souvenir. credit :: template by columba of on the edge![/style]