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[denynamax]

" This is Piers... don't bother me when I'm recording unless it's important. Bye. "

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[denynamax]

[Stone Edge always hits hard (when it hits), but at least it's not super effective. As slabs of rock stab up from the gym floor, Obstagoon soaks up the beating, even as it punches through his fur and hide to the last threads of his health.

Teeth grit, that pain only fuels the strength in his blows as he lunges out from the stony landmine. Gliscor is eating the damage it dealt, and then some in one powerful blow.]

NOW SEND IT BACK!!!

[derailer]

[It's for the best it wasn't a super-effective move that got used, now that it's being turned back on Gliscor. With his lowered defenses, Gliscor, too, is only barely hanging on after that counter.

There is a very good chance that Obstagoon will block again, but with health this low, who cares if Gliscor's defenses get lowered? They have to take any chance to finish Obstagoon off. Ingo signals for Gliscor to move in with X-Scissor again—in the Hisuian Agile Style, just in case getting the edge in speed matters, or can work against a wall like Obstagoon.]

[denynamax]

[With both of their health so low, trying to Obstruct would only be putting off the inevitable. They would've been evenly matched in normal circumstances. That was what Piers had been gambling on - there was no way for him to foresee Gliscor's sudden burst of speed. Piers signals for an attack, but Obstagoon isn't going to be able to outspeed that X-scissor in time.

It cuts through the last of Obstagoon's tanky defenses - the beast keels over with a cry, losing consciousness before hitting the ground. In turn, Piers also falls to his feet. The music screeches to a halt in his defeat.]

Ah... that was a close one......

[derailer]

Ohhhh...! Bravo!! Well done, to all involved!! Mister Piers, what a spectacular showing!!

[But of course it's Gliscor who he's going to throw an arm around in joy. He pats his head, and Gliscor happily leans into it.]

[denynamax]

[Piers recalls Obstagoon back into his dusk ball, and slumps with a sigh.]

Getting faster in a pinch... That's not something Gliscors can normally do......

[derailer]

Ahhhh, my apologies. This is mastery of the Hisuian battle style. I was trying to avoid using it without explanation, but I was already handicapping myself by using Gliscor instead of Machamp, so I allowed myself the indulgence...

Any Pokemon can be trained to have such mastery over their moves!

[denynamax]

I see.

Thank you for the battle. I think I learned a lot...

[Piers pushes himself to his feet, back to his slouchy self. Handshake...?]

[derailer]

Oh...!

[Gliscor backs away enough for Ingo to be able to offer his hand.

The hand is still covered in multicolor strings, but a mere handshake will not cause too many problems.]

Excellent! Your battle was not bad at all. But, we seem to have done slightly better than you. We would really like to battle with you again! Please do ride with us again!

[denynamax]

[A ginger handshake attempting not to get them any more tangled than they already are... Though the string connecting Piers to Ingo is now PURPLE AND GREEN.]

Another time. Maybe when I have more of my team...

Now you can get the token you need, I'm guessing.

[derailer]

[On Ingo's side it is a more yellowish green, now with a similar streak of purple. (Where is the color for thinking someone is soooo cool and passionate, platonically?!)]

Yes, that is correct! I will have to get in touch with Mister Kleken.

[denynamax]

[it doesn't exist because piers isn't cool

He scratches his head,]

Kleken, huh...

Give'im my best. I'm still working on a task from him too.

[derailer]

Oh, is that so? Is it anything to which I can lend my assistance?

[denynamax]

That depends on if you want t'learn the guitar.

[derailer]

—That is the instrument you are playing, correct? I have never put any thought into learning music... And with the strings on my hands it is probably a bad time to learn.

[denynamax]

Who knows. You could do well converting yourself into a human harp...

[Like, piers has significantly fewer strings. Even the ones that lead back home are like, gold for his sister and Pokemon, maybe three-ish yellow and... that's about it. No red, the ghosts of long-faded orange, and only the tiniest flecks of pink in two directions.]

But it's tougher for you lot who've been here a long time. Don't worry 'bout it. I can ask Ruggie, probably.

[derailer]

Hah!

[He scoffs at the image of becoming a harp, though he does have plenty of strings. Most are green or yellow-green. He has at least a little of most of the colors on him, including his faded strings from home.

For now, distracted by the conversation, he is not really squinting to see what all Piers has specifically.]

Ruggie has been here almost as long as I have... But surely he will be willing to lend his assistance to a teammate!

[denynamax]

And he's getting something out of it. He's a hungry kid... but a good one.

I'd always wondered what it'd be like to have a Mightyena on my team. Didn't expect it to be like this.

[derailer]

Hah!

Yes, he is hardworking with a good heart, but a little reckless in his youth, I think. I will be relieved a personality like yours is on the team to look after him!

[denynamax]

Well don't put too much faith in me yet...

[Mumble, awkward... that's like too much positivity aimed at Piers.]

[derailer]

Ah—I am sorry if this comes off as if I am putting too much pressure on you... Of course you are new and you have your own concerns to worry about! Do not think of it as an obligation!

[denynamax]

No, I do want to help my team... I'm just sayin' I haven't much of a track record when it comes to making any sort of difference.

[derailer]

That cannot possibly be true! Don't you have a younger sister?

[denynamax]

Yeah.....

[SUDDEN VISIBLE SADNESS. I MISS HER. I HOPE SHE'S OKAY. WHAT IF SHE'S NOT DRESSING WARMLY ENOUGH.]

[derailer]

From the way you speak of her, I can tell that you must have made a tremendous influence in her life!!

[DRAMATIC POINTING THAT JERKS THE STRINGS A LITTLE ON ACCIDENT]

[denynamax]

[piers lurches forward, off balance for a second]

Sure but-- I couldn't do enough to change her quality of life. She still had to deal with having a useless older brother...