How can there be a sudden, echoey, laughter in the middle of a forest? Who knows, but at least the source of the laughter isn't going to remain a mystery, unlike the echo, as a Mightyena appeared from behind the nearest tree, blocking the other’s path. Though, they could always walk around the Mightyena... if they really wanted..
“Either you're lost, or you're completely unaware that you’ve entered my turf.”
Tiran glances in the mirror and sees a younger looking version of himself, short orange hair pulled back in the barest beginnings of a ponytail. The details are the same for the most part, though the clothing differs. Tiran just spends a few silent minutes making movements to make sure it's not a trick. Faces, movement, hand gestures, the works.
"What the hell? Did I turn into a kid or somethin'? Clothes don't even-what the hell?!" he blinked and shook his head with a sigh, turning from the mirror, mumbling "I need a drink."
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Caelar is alarmed and jumps back at the reflection in the mirror at first.
"Ai!" hands raised defensively before he approaches again and studies the image before him long and hard before realizing it's some incarnation of him. He snaps his fingers.
"Ah! A limited view into another plane or dimension! Splendid!" he smiles widely at the aged gentleman on the other side of the mirror despite he being human and himself a wolf. Caelar does shift to the side of the mirror to see if he can glimpse the background of his Poke!Verse self.
Wherever it was it looked relaxing. And he was suddenly sad, wishing he could go there."Well...no use dallying before a mirror of no use."
Remy was pretty much used to keeping the pokemon egg warm. He had it set up with hot water bottles, a pillow to sit on, and a blanket. He wanted to see the thing hatch but at this rate it seemed like it would never happen. He was sitting down outside reading the paper. One of his heists had made it on the first page, and he smiled.
Remy was still looking after the egg, he got it settled in a basket with two hot water bottles underneath it, and a decent blanket wrapped around it. He didn't want to cook the egg but he didn't want it to freeze either. He was excited for when the egg decided to hatch. He wondered what it could be, he could look at an online pokedex but that was too much trouble, plus, he'd like to be surprised.
Yeah neither do I. PROBABLY GOING TO WORK ON SOME OCARINA OF TIME STUFF LATER. <3
Outofthecavern is the first gym leader up!
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Pairing: Jason/Tim
Verse: Poke!verse
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Well he didn’t expect the leader of Rustboro to be quite like this.
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“I am the Fluff Queen!” Gym Leader Kris says from her podium. Tim will admit to being particularly confused because. Well.
“Aren’t you the rock-type Gym Leader?”
“I also enjoy a healthy dose of irony,” she replies, waving her hand dismissively. Then she quirks a brow and smiles. “So, come to challenge, I assume? Seeking to become the new Champion, like all good little Trainers?”
“I’m uhm. Well, there’s a bet.”
“Oh, what for?” She counts out her three Pokeballs (alright, so it’s a three-on-three, he can do that).
“If I beat the Champion, he’ll go on a date with me.”
Kris smiles and juggles the Pokeballs for a moment. “Well, you’ll have to get through me and I’m not a pushover. Things have changed since Ash went through here, you know. We don’t keep our babies at the perfect levels for little trainers anymore.”
“I know,” He plucks out Dratini, Coffee, and, hm. Lapras? Lapras sounds good, because Ditto imitating a rock Pokemon won’t exactly be at all useful and it’ll just end up dragging this thing way longer than it needs to go. “So, I challenge you?”
“Is that a question, Trainer with no Name?”
“Oh it’s. Uhm. It’s Tim. And I challenge you.”
“Alright then,” Kris tosses out her first Pokemon, shouting, “Let’s go, Graveler!” The large rock comes out in a beam of light, crying out on appearance.
Save Lapras for last. “Coffee, ready to go?” His Espeon agrees with a wag of her tail, leaping on to the battlefield with a cry of her own. Tim backs up (he knows fighting rock Pokemon involve a lot of shrapnel and not enough cover).
Coffee twists her hips and Kris grins. “Coffee, huh? Because of her Eevee fur?”
Tim flushes because he had been a child, okay, not a rocket scientist. He still thinks it was clever, for its time. He flicks his wrist, “Coffee, use Psybeam!” Coffee is going to be faster than Kris’ Graveler, so—
Direct hit, okay Tim can work with this.
“Rock slide!” The ceiling trembles and Tim looks up. (He hadn’t noticed the stalactites before.) Coffee manages to avoid all but one of the falling masses of stone, catching one on her tail, stuck beneath the weight. “Body Slam!” Coffee, stuck beneath the rock, yelps as Graveler gets a running start for his attack, slamming into Tim’s baby and yanking her tail out from under the stone, tossing her across the arena and at Tim’s feet.
He swallows and she sways on her paws.
“Coffee, use Confusion!” Since Graveler’s a little weak, it should be more likely to confuse him, right? (And it’s his lucky day, because Graveler stumbles, rolling into rocks and the wall, beating himself into submission. He doubts Coffee could have handled another Body Slam, or Rollout.)
Graveler falls over groaning and Kris manages to make a smile-frown, calling him back into her Pokeball. Coffee stumbles backwards, resting against the wall behind Tim. Tim tosses out Dratini, who cries aloud, waiting for Kris’ next Pokemon.
“Alright,” she smiles and tosses out the next ball, revealing a Ryhorn. “You’re tougher than you look, Tim!”
Tim waits and Kris smiles, hip out, one hand placed on it.
“Ryhorn?” Her Pokemon grunts. (Looks to be a level twenty, maybe higher?) “Earthquake!”
Ryhorn roars, slamming his front feet to the ground, shaking the stadium to pieces, causing Dratini to flop around like a worm (perhaps Dratini was not the best choice, maybe he should have thought harder about this).
“Dratini,” Tim is nervous now, because Dratini is one of his babies, his responsibility, “use Slam!”
Dratini lunges, ramming his small body against Ryhorn’s side, knocking the bigger Pokemon back a bit, but leaving much to be desired in the damage department. Ryhorn tosses Dratini aside, and Kris gestures outward.
“Body Slam!” Dratini is tossed backwards and flops to the ground with a cry. (Oh God, this had been a bad idea, a really bad idea.)
“Dragon Rage!” It’s the most powerful move Dratini knows (perhaps he should have taught Aqua Tail when he had the opportunity, maybe he can get that done later—). Dratini balances on his tail and breathes, red flames looping around Ryhorn. Tim hears a cry from around it, but when the flames disappear Ryhorn is still standing, if a little worse for wear.
“Body Slam, one more time!”
Dratini, too tired to move, takes the attack and twitches on the ground in defeat. Tim summons him back (Pokemon Center right after, I promise) and tosses out Lapras. (I should have used her first.) Lapras wails, excited to finally be used for something. (I cannot wait to teach her Surf.)
Kris’ eyebrows draw together, but keeps Ryhorn out ad ready.
“Lapras, Water Gun!” Because there is no water, Lapras flops around, but aims with perfect accuracy, taking Ryhorn down in one fell swoop. Kris smiles, calling back her Ryhorn.
“Alright, one to one, you ready?” Tim stands his ground, holding up his fists in determination. “Nosepass!”
The floating Pokemon cries.
“Nosepass, Rock Slide!”
“Lapras, Water Gun!”
Both attacks try and line up simultaneously, but Water Gun connects first, causing Nosepass to be thrown up the wall, behind Kris. When Lapras stops, Nosepass tumbles to the ground, an unmoving boulder. Kris calls Nosepass back into her Pokeball and looks at it a moment before bursting into laughter.
“I gotta say I’m impressed! Looks like you might be getting that date after all, Tim.” He walks across the arena and Tim hugs Lapras before summoning her back. Kris holds out her hand and shakes his with a vigor. “Good luck out there. It’s a good goal, a date with Jason Todd, Pokemon Champion. He’s cute.”
Tim flushes.
“Now!” She flicks his nose. “The Stone Badge!” She holds it out. “Put this in your Trainer case for safekeeping. Badges don’t have level limits anymore, but this should be useful for learning some moves. And! Have the TM Rock Slide, from me, alright? And,” she winks, “tap that for me, would you?”
Coffee rubs against his legs, keeping off her back left paw. Tim rubs the back of his neck and swallows. “Uhm. I’ll. I’ll try.”
Kris smiles and shoos him out of her Gym, waiting for another challenger. Tim examines the Stone Badge in the sunlight, heading towards the Pokemon Center, before putting it back in the case and lifting Coffee up into his arms. “Well, baby, one Gym down, seven to go. And then Victory Road, the Elite Four. And finally Jason.”
Coffee cuddles toward his chest with approval, yawning.
Summary: Tim has been waiting for this for ten whole years.
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Tim's still short for his age, so he has to peer over the table to see what Bruce is doing. He's holding a pokeball and only pokemon come in those. Tim is so excited. So, so, excited.
This way, he can battle Jason and Jason will go out on a date with him, like Dick and Babs go out on. Or went out on. Dick goes out a lot with Wally now, but he cannot tell if they're just friends or not.
"Are you ready Tim?"
Tim nods and he feels like he's five instead of ten. Because he's so excited.
So, so excited.
Bruce hands him the pokeball. And Tim tosses it, the ball coming back into his hand as the light coalesces into a pokemon.
An Eevee. Tim will admit that he thought that it would be, well, a Torchic or something. But he really does like the coffee colored fur--
The Eevee contemplates him for a moment before running at him. For a split second, Tim thinks it's using tackle and that he's about to be knocked backwards. But it jumps into his arms instead.
"I'm going to call you Coffee," Tim says, because Dick has just introduced the stuff into his diet. Coffee, newly dubbed, licks his face, cuddling against it. Eeveesarepainfully cute. So.
So, yes, Tim is happy with Coffee.
"Does that sound good to you?" Tim asks. Coffee yips, snuggling closer and licking more.
Bruce laughs and it's weird because he doesn't laugh that often.
"I think she likes it."
"It's a she?"
"Yes it is."
Tim cuddles Coffee close, smiling. "Well, when she has an egg, I guess I'll have to name a baby Cream, won't I?"
Bruce smiles, chuckles, and shakes his head. "Neither of you should be thinking about eggs. Alright. Let's see what Coffee can do."
Tim grins when Coffee bristles in excitement.
(Dick will be jealous because when he was a kid, he got stuck with a Treeko.)
This is for! All of the Batchat members yesterday.
:D
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Pairing: Jason/Tim (eventual)
Verse: Poke!verse
Rating: PG
Summary: In retrospect, it had been a stupid bet to make and Jason probably hadn't been serious. But Tim had taken it as motivation.
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Tim nudges Coffee off of his chest, causing the Espeon to protest with a whine.
"Hush. You know better than to sleep on me," he says, rolling over and pushing himself of the ground. "I always feel like I'm having a heart attack when you're on top of me. Fatty." Coffee huffs, twitching her tail irritably.
(And don't you care make fun of her name because she had milk-and-coffee-colored fur when he had first gotten her, back when he was ten and she was an Eevee.)
He stretches, lacing his shoes. "You ready to make the trek to Rustboro?" Coffee yips. "Good. Because all of us have to beat this gym leader. First on our list."
Coffee rolls her eyes. Duh, I know, her posture says. "Don't get sassy. If you do, I'll just socialize with Dratini all the time instead." She twitches her ear, ever jealous, because she was first, thank you very much.
Tim smiles and ruffles the fur on her head before folding his blanket and picking up camp.
"You beat me in a battle, and I'll go on a date with you."
Tim flushes, his motivation ringing in his head. In retrospect, it had been a stupid bet, because Tim had just gotten Coffee and hadn't even really trained her yet. But he was too young and too enthralled to care.
He had lost.
"Don't you worry. As long as you're interested, the offer still stands."
Tim zips up his backpack. Well. Tim is still interested and he will beat Jason Todd in a Pokemon battle and he will get that date he had wanted six and a half years ago.
"You ready, Coffee?" He gets a yip in the affirmative and he swings his backpack onto his shoulder. "Okay then. Let's go."
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"Jaybird," Jason cradles the phone against his shoulder, bathing Growlithe with as little water as possible. Hood hovers close to him, watching his master work, "guess who finally left on his gym badge journey yesterday?"
"Tim," Jason guesses, as Growlithe shakes his body, scattering hot water everywhere. Hood huffs, shaking his head. "And it's about time too. Thought I'd be waiting for-fucking-ever."
"Please tell me you don't talk like that when you battle people."
"I try not to." Sort of. Maybe. Okay, it's a lie. "Took him long enough to go, huh?"
"Well, he's been busy, helping Bruce with Aqua and Magma problems, training so he can breeze through as fast as possible."
"Heh, what can I say? I'm an excellent motivator."
"Ha. Sure." He can hear Dick grinning. "Well, just wanted to let you know, Champion."
"Thank you, Professor. Tell the brat and Bruce I said hello."
"Will do. Have fun doing whatever-it-is that the Champion does."
"Saving the world or some shit." He towels off Growlithe and takes him out of the tub, gesturing for Hood to get in. He gets a look that says you're fucking kidding me, aren't you? "Later, Dick."
"Later, little bro."
He shuts the phone, tossing it to the side, and hauling his Umbreon into the tub. "Did you hear that, Hood? Babybird's finally left the nest. This is going to be exciting. Think he can win?"
Hood grumbles about the bath, and doesn't answer.
"Regardless, we'll give him a run for his money. Can't make it too easy on him, can we?"
This time, Hood grunts, because no one takes down the Champion's pride and joy without a fight.