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[fyerfyer]

Speed the Collapse || Fire & Lance

Fire breathed a shaky sigh of relief as he watched the champion's Dragonite collapse after one final ice beam from his Blastoise. He knew that he wasn't out of the woods quite yet; that wasn't Lance's last Pokémon by far, but he still couldn't help being relieved. This was a long battle, and it was starting to take its toll. He'd take any small victory he could get.

There were a few moments of inactivity while Lance got out his next Pokémon, which Fire used to take stock of his team. What he saw wasn't exactly stupendous; he'd already used a few of his small supply of revives, and nearly half of his team was still out for the count. He didn't even want to think about his dwindling supply of full restores, not with so many dragons left to face.

Bree turned around to glance at his trainer, perhaps sensing some of Fire's nervousness. The Blastoise looked tired, and was more than a little wounded from all of the Hyper Beams he'd taken head-on. Still, he nodded at his trainer and smiled in a transparent attempt to reassure him. Fire smiled and did his best to slow his beating heart. I can do this. Come on, calm down. For their sakes. 

Fire returned his gaze to the trainer--the Champion--that he was facing. Something about him seemed...off. Fire had noticed something ever since he'd stepped into the chamber, but it had gotten worse as the battle had gone on. A part of Fire wanted to ask what was wrong, but he thought it might be rude to interrupt the battle. That, and he didn't know how he could get Lance's attention amidst the cries of the Pokémon and the booming sounds of their attacks.

Fire's attention was pulled away once more as Lance sent out his next Pokémon--a Gyarados. Fire had to smile at that; at least it wasn't another Dragonite, he thought. Fire pulled out Bree's Pokéball and returned the Pokémon to his party. Then, he turned to the Pikachu on his shoulder. He nodded to Zeke, then pointed to the field with a snap of his fingers.

Zeke jumped from Fire's shoulder and bolted towards the Gyarados without an ounce of hesitation. All of the Pikachu's quiet attitude had disappeared, only to be replaced with an intense energy that hummed in the air around them. "Thunderbolt!" Fire signaled to his Pokémon with three quick snaps. Lightning crackled around the Pikachu for a few moments, before it arced towards Lance's Gyarados with a crackle.

[laimagalente]

Germany had just been finishing up a few things that were leftover from the latest meeting. She had been pretty sure that she was the only one left in the building, that the others had all gone back to the hotel or had gone out. But as she was sliding her papers into her briefcase she heard a thud. She turned in the direction of it, brows furrowing, and went to investigate. Opening the door to the hall she saw Latvia on the floor, unconscious. "Laima!" She hurried to her side, calling her name.

Latvia could hear her name being called, but it was faint, as if the speaker was calling to her from very far away. Or maybe she was the one who was very far away— it was hard to tell, given how muddled her brain felt just now. Honestly, she couldn’t even tell if she was awake, or asleep, or dreaming. All she could figure was that someone, somewhere was calling her name.