Iki Town - Micah vs Keye [w/Keye]
keyeboudreaux:
Man, this was freakin’ cool! All the years Keye had lived on the island he had never had a chance to throw his hat into the ring. Once or twice, he couldn’t quite remember, he’d seen his mother compete. She fuckin’ rocked those competitions, or competition. Hearing Hala’s speech only fanned those flames of nostalgia. To finally be in this festival? Gasoline onto the metaphorical fire that’d been sparked. Bonus points that Logan would be competing too. If he was lucky, he’d be able to go mono-a-mono with him. Which would make for a great finale, win or lose. Being in the first fight was exciting! A little bit of wind was kicked out of his pep when he realized who he was fighting. It took a second, but he recognized this bland looking newbie. “Don’ call me that, kid.” Despite the fact Micah was 18, he was still in his teens. So still a teenager, and still a kid. “M’name’s Keye.” He spoke with a more chipper tune as he walked up onto the platform beside Micah. “An’ I hope we have a good fight.” He added, holding out his hand to shake.
Micah narrowed his eyebrows at the kid comment, but otherwise let it pass. Besides, the guy seemed less intent on nipping at him than just having a battle, which was something Micah could get behind.
“Micah, though I suppose you knew that already,” he said, looking at Keye’s hand for a moment before deciding to take and shake it.
He took his place at the far end of the platform and took Rocket off his shoulder, directing him off to the side, where he perched to watch. Micah took his Pichu’s ball off his belt and readied himself for the order to go. It felt suddenly like ages, as he stared at the man across the platform, his ball in hand. There felt like a lot more pressure this time, he’d battled a couple Trainers on Route 1, but a lot of them had been kids, and just a casual fight. This was a real Trainer, and there were people watching. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, finishing just as he heard the word.
“Begin!”
“Go Pichu!” Micah called out, tossing his first Pokemon onto the field, waiting to see what Pokemon his opponent would be using before issuing a command.
You know, it occured to Keye. A lot of his pokemon actually had a disadvantage against electric types. Maybe he should work on that? Either way, he wasn’t about to send Spriggs in to mow this kid over. “A’ight, how ‘bout...” “Tank! C’mon out!” He threw out his shiny Octillery. While not a key battler of his, it was less likely to get one shot by an electric move. “Open up the fight with an aurora beam!” Tanks mouth charged with an icey energy, before launching the brilliant beam at Pichu.
