Individual RP: WinterVines (Wildflower Prairie)
#21
Ranger Post #11 A Pointed Distraction
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Drew could hear Ivy and her band of Pokemon following behind as they trudged through the the taller grasses. As she asked about the number of incidents at the Park, Drew stopped for a moment. Confused, Dubwool stopped her walking as well. However, no one could see her except for the displaced grasses she created as she walked through the field. "Come to think of it... There hasn't been anything on any of my ventures anyway. However...", the Ranger pondered as he turned back to face Ivy.

His face showed a look of perplexing considerations as he shrugged, "I'm sorry. If there had been any incidents, I'm sure they would have been reported to the Elites by now. Since I haven't heard anything in our briefings, I doubt it." Dubwool gave a muffled baa due to being surrounded by the tall grasses, and Drew couldn't help but let out a little laugh. Shifting his attention to the displaced area where he knew his partner was, he fought his way over and patted the thick sheep on the head. "It's okay, not much longer til the hill. Then you'll be free," he said looking back up to the original destination.

The party had almost reached the edge of the grasses, and the scenery was getting less cluttered. However, as Drew took a step away from the freedom of a cleared plain; Dubwool let out a horrible baa. Startled, Drew tried to turn in the direction of his Pokemon to see her dart out of the grasses with incredible speed. Her hoof has a tinge of purple, clearly a sign of being poisoned. Frantically trying to reach her, Drew charged out of the remaining grass and got by her side. Concerned, he was able to grab onto her and looked to see that the hoof had a slight puncture mark as well. "Oh no, you stepped on something didn't you?", he sad with a considerable amount of concern.

Not even a couple of seconds after asking the question, a little worm-like Pokemon emerged from the grasses they were just in. It was furious, and its little horn on the tip of its head had a bit of purple poison dripping off of it. Angered, Drew turned to Ivy and called out to her, "Hey, I need to tend to Dubwool here. Can you try and prevent this little insect from causing any more harm?"


Encounter Information

POKEMON: Weedle
NATURE: ???
HP: 100%
POKEMON CC: 9,603
Just Poisoned Dubwool



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#22
Post#11

Ivy Frost

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Ivy didn't think that the Ranger's Pokemon had ever been so steadfast to move on. There was something she was trying to get to—so much so that she bounded ahead with more energy than Ivy'd seen her with so far. She passed Vergil and bounced ahead.

And then it let out a terrible sound that made Vergil flinch and whirl toward it. The sheep darted out sideways, and Beemo wasted no time thundering after her before she could get too far.

Vergil had his eyes on the spot she let out the screech from; he was probably honing in on it with his senses.

As Beemo tried to help his Pokemon, the culprit emerged from between the grasses—though it was hard to see. Mostly because it was small.

A Weedle crept out from between the strands, a tiny speck of poison still smeared on the horn on its head. They could be pretty nasty—young Trainers often lamented the early days when their Pokemon fainted from being poisoned. It sapped a lot of strength and could be dangerous long-term.

The Ranger confirmed that his Pokemon had been poisoned. And that settled it really—they had to get a handle on the scene before it escalated. At least they were here before some major damage. It was a nice change from the field.

“Vergil—Misty Terrain,” she called, taking the initiative this time.

She'd learned that sometimes, that's what he was seeking. Sure, he proved in the field and as they grew up that he could and would take charge (especially if he was angry), but he also liked to be directed a little. He wanted to prove he was strong and have others acknowledge it—that was something it had taken her a long time to understand. She hadn't been great at giving praise.

This was going to be a little tricky, but she had faith in the time they'd put in. He would stretch his mental capabilities a little, but it was still relatively safe—better than when someone was shooting at them.

Vergil stomped on the ground, and she caught the faintest wisp of pink-ish dust under his foot—the terrain was good, since there was a lot of things for the cloudy, Fairy-type energy to stick to around here. Something about Fairy power made it hard to have ill effects—like poisoning or being confused. Maybe it was the trickstery nature of many of those Pokemon. Can't use their own tactics against them or something like that.

Ivy kept an eye on Vergil but also scanned the surrounding grasses—sometimes these things arrived in swarms. Plus, it was unlikely this had been the cause of the Sunny Day earlier, so they weren't done investigating just yet.

Haji was still next to her, but he wasn't engaging with the wild Pokemon. This was Vergil's task. Ivy felt his acquiescence through their bond.

“Hey,” she told him quietly, “let's edge our way toward Beemo to make sure Dubwool is okay.” Louder, she called to Vergil. “Hold it in place til we make sure they're alright!”

He was already using something that required a little mental energy, but he should also be able to manage a Psychic hold on the Weedle—they were small enough. And she only needed a minute or two. Plus, it was a still he'd been born with. Something he'd done since he was a small Ralts (and she knew that for a fact, even though she'd caught him as a Kirlia in the Park, but that was a long story).

This was standard field work. Someone hold the fort down and bar intruders while they attended the target. Only this was a little lower key.

But just in case, she added, “If it starts to get close, use an inverse Vacuum Wave to shove it back a little.”

He generally followed her lead in the field (unless she was incapacitated in some way, which, unfortunately, happened a little often, much to her ire. It was just hard being human against some supernatural creatures.), and he took his missions pretty seriously.

Plus, if the mental stuff didn't work, a little physical exertion (although to be fair, some Waves tended to use physical wind over mental wind, depending on the fighter and the force they could physically manifest) would put him back into rhythm.

Talking to Vergil had Haji reaching the pair first. He got closer than expected, actually, examining where Dubwool had been hurt.

“Hey, is she alright?” Ivy asked as she reached them too.
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#23
Ranger Post #12 A Sheep in Need
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Drew was preoccupied tending to his injured partner, who was wincing in pain and letting out horrible baas. The Ranger reached into his pocket and pulled out some medicine. He knew it wasn't going to cure the poison, but it would hopefully ease the fluffy sheep's pain while a more suitable solution emerged. Quickly administering the dosage, the Ranger turned his attention to the bug Pokemon that caused the incident in the first place.

Ivy had clearly heard his plea for assistance as Gallade had now stood off in front of the Weedle. Before Drew could say anything, Gallade generated an incredibly powerful, yet gentle source of energy and stomped it into the ground. The area became enveloped in a pinkish hue, and Dubwool was slightly covered as well. The pain eased off her face, as the medicine and the surprisingly calming effect of the aura took effect. Drew took a deep breath in relief, and noticed the other Ranger was gradually attempting to reach his location while her Gallade tried to prevent Weedle from doing anything else.

Sure enough, the little bug hadn't had enough of the sheep and started trying to wiggle its way towards Drew and Dubwool. Fortunately for the duo, Ivy's command to propel Weedle away went over well. Commanding another strong surge of energy, the Pokemon unleashed a near blade-like wave of energy in the direction of the inching caterpillar. The little bug was so preoccupied with finishing what it started that the wave of energy blindsided it, sending it flying back into the grass. 

Drew watched the attack with wide eyes as Ivy approached and asked about Dubwool. Drew nodded and said, "Yeah, she should be fine for a little while. It appears the medicine I gave her and this terrain is easing her discomfort alot." His attention shifted back to the area of the grass where the little Weedle had flown into, seeing there was rustling again. He sighed and exclaimed without a real target, "That little pest is pretty darn persistant..."


Encounter Information

POKEMON: Weedle
NATURE: ???
HP: 75%
POKEMON CC: 13,777
Blown Away/Appears to be trying to remerge from grass


Trainer Pokemon
POKEMON: Vergil the Gallade
Nature: Hardy
HP: 100%
Effectively Disabled Weedle & Saturated the area with Misty Terrain



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#24
Post#12

Ivy Frost

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“I wonder what's got it so worked up,” Ivy remarked, watching Vergil literally blow the Weedle back into the grasses.

There was still some rustling, though, and Vergil didn't let go of his tense and ready stance, so it wasn't over. Ivy sighed too, feeling Beemo's... annoyance wasn't quite the right word. But unnecessary violence and the like just made her really tired from dealing with it all. She was lucky that adrenaline carried her through a lot of her missions.

“It seems a little strange, considering the interaction with your Dubwool was pretty sudden and quick—normally that wouldn't work it up quite this much. There's a lot of Pokemon constantly moving through here, after all. Maybe it was the other Pokemon that interfered before...?” she mused out-loud.

The mysterious Pokemon that used Sunny Day had presumably gone off in this direction, after all.

“We have a second, Vergil. Come back here and use Life Dew so Dubwool can recover a little,” Ivy called. She hadn't expected Vergil to push the bug back so far, but they should take advantage of it while they could.

In a flash, the Gallade had teleported back to them. She felt the refreshing energy gathering as he started collecting the moisture from the air to help heal the sheep. But that gave her another idea.

She scanned ahead a little bit. They had been vaguely headed toward the hill in the distance, but there were also a lot of flower fields still, off to the sides and out of the way.

“Vergil, if the Weedle comes back again—” and she had the feeling it would “—rush up to it and teleport it somewhere over there,” she said as she motioned off to one of the sea of flowers. “Since that should only take a few moments, it'll buy all of us time to move on when you get back.”

Ivy didn't want to hurt it. But some Pokemon were persistent enough that some other mode of distraction was necessary. She'd only seen a few wild Pokemon necessary to actually knock out, though. Most Trainers eventually relented and used a Pokedoll or just wore the wild Pokemon out enough that it just had no more energy to pursue.

Maybe with a little distance (a little more than Vergil just created, she amended), the Weedle would consider them not worth the effort.
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#25
Ranger Post #13 Revenge of the Worm
Ranger: Drew "Beemo" Exient

Drew felt relieved that Dubwool was finally resting and recuperating from her recent dilemma. The Ranger examined the area and noticed the rustling which had previously occurred had dissipated. Exhaling a sigh of peace, Drew turned to Ivy & Gallade. "Thanks, but I've been wondering about why Weedle was riled up,"the young Ranger mentioned as he grabbed Dubwool's Poke Ball out of his pocket. As the red beam from the capsule engulfed the resting sheep he continued, "I think Dubwool must've accidentally stepped on it when we were trudging through the thick grass. Goodness knows I couldn't see my feet in the stuff, and fortunate neither you or I were the victims." His thought fixated on the original reason they were in this area of the Prairie and pondered, "As for that mysterious Pokemon, it had to have come over here."

No sooner than when he finished speaking, that the Poke Ball had finished bringing Dubwool into its safety. Looking down to place the capsule back into his pocket, he heard the sound of little whooshing bits of air. Confused, Drew looked up to see that little purple stingers were flying in the direction of Gallade. The Ranger couldn't utter a word before the little foreign bodies lightly impaled themselves into the Pokemon's leg. Completely unfazed, the gallant Pokemon brushed them out of his leg and turned in the direction of the stingers' trajectory. Drew gave a frustrated sigh and muttered openly, "That thing doesn't know when to quit. However, I'm wondering if the recent weather changes are affecting its behavior." Drew grabbed another Poke Ball out and tossed it forgetting he had recalled Staraptor after Growlithe had been found. The large bird popped out again and began flapping its wings. "Staraptor, hover over the grass and help Gallade find where this thing is,"| he commanded as the bird nodded and heading over the thick grass. Drew then turned his head over to Ivy and said, "Alright, my Pokemon will help you locate that little Weedle. Have your Gallade act however you see fit."

Encounter Information

POKEMON: Weedle
NATURE: ???
HP: 75%
POKEMON CC: 15,991
Fired Poison Sting at Gallade from inside the brush/Hiding


Trainer Pokemon
POKEMON: Vergil the Gallade
Nature: Hardy
HP: 99%
Barely bothered by the unexpected Poison Sting



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