Dylan Will Train.

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Ha-ha. The boy managed to find the training area, and actually walked inside. Seems as though he was feeling in the mood to train today. Odd for Dylan, at least, as of the last couple of years. Before then, it wouldn't be uncommon to see him in a place such as this. He had, in fact, been quite the trainer when he was younger...a lot younger.

The nineteen year old raised his hand to his head partly to block the sun, and partly to push back a strand of hair that had fallen into his face. The arena was large, bigger than he had expected. Sure, he had been in larger ones, much more so, but only in tournaments, not simply to train in. This would be interesting.

Not bothering to be particular, the boy dumped out the bag which contained his pokeballs. Out came Quetzal, Kitty, Atlas, and Acorn. All four pokemon seemed a bit dazed, confused by the unfamiliar environment.

"We're gonna train," Dyl announced, rather relaxed. He was completely in his element here.

Kitty looked up at her trainer expectantly, ready to do whatever he bid her to. For this reason, Dylan directed her first. Perhaps it would be wise to tell her to run and retrieve him some sort of impossible item. Then, maybe then, he'd get a bit of peace. Dylan wasn't a fan of clingy pokemon. Instead, he decided to be a good trainer and train.

"Okay," he said, biting his lip a bit. The fact that she was staring so intently at him made him a bit uncomfortable. "Why don't you start with a few laps- twenty or thirty." That would keep her busy for a while, at least, he hoped. There was no way such a low-leveled pokemon would ever finish that.

Next, he turned to Atlas and Acorn.

"I-"

^You want me to fight that thing? You do not have to tell me. I know your thoughts.^

"Yes, but Acorn doesn't. You two can fight together over there."

^As you wish.^ <Let's go.> The Abra disappeared, leaving poor Acorn to fend for himself. The Seedot looked around, glancing one way, then the other, but it was too late: Abra had already hit the pokemon with Return and disappeared again.

"That just leaves you and me Quetzy," Dylan said, "What would you like to do today?" The pokemon said nothing, but Dyl had gotten used to her quiet ways. "Perhaps we could practice your fire moves?" Dylan picked up a few stones from the ground. "Try to hit these with your flames," he commanded, throwing them up into the air, one after the other. Quetzal fired repeated embers at the flying stones.

Meanwhile, Atlas had managed to knock out Acorn. The poor Seedot didn't have a chance. Besides the level difference, Acorn couldn't get a move in edgewise with all the teleporting the Abra was using. Dylan returned Acorn to its pokeball.

<All...done...> the Glameow panted. Kitty had been running for quite some time.

"How many laps did you do?" Dylan asked, not even looking up from his game with Quetzal.

<Thirty...five...> the pokemon said, still exhausted.

"Really?" the teen asked. That had gotten his attention. He didn't know whether to believe the cat or not. "Well, um, why don't you take a little break for now?"

<No...must...train...> The Glameow was about ready to collapse.

"Well, then why don't you fight with Atlas?" the boy suggested. At least if Atlas knocked her out, Kitty would be forced to take a break in her pokeball.

The Glameow smiled before running off and pouncing on Atlas. The Abra was caught off guard and pushed to the ground, where Kitty gave him a good scratching before he teleported away. The pokemon appeared a moment later and used Return. The already weak Kitty was knocked out and returned to her pokeball.

Abra appeared a moment later, arms around Dylan's neck. He hung there like a backpack. ^I got rid of the annoyance for you.^

"Thanks," Dyl said, still engrossed in his game with Quetzal. The boy tossed yet another rock up into the air, and Quetzal practically pranced over to hit it with a flame. The Cyndaquil was happy.

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ooc|| Funneh. Training boards = the only place where it's suitable to double-post. xD I obviously have too much time on my hands. No, actually, I just got hit with an absolute need to type stuff out.

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After some time, Dylan was back. He had forgotten how addicting this sort of thing was. At least to him it was. The old feeling hit him like a pail of cold water dumped over the head- it wasn't something you could shake off or forget easily. And that was precisely why he was back here so soon. Now that his pokemon had gotten a bit of rest, they were ready for more. Or at least, he was. Some how, the teen had the best sense when it came to knowing how much a being could take before breaking. He could bring himself and just about any other creature straight up to that point, barely touching the line, but not crossing it. Okay, a lie, he had crossed it more than a few times. A temper like his was bound to drive Dyl to that point from time to time. But it hadn't killed him, at least not yet.

A flash of light and his two favorite pokemon, Quetzal and Atlas were out of their capsuls, ready to begin. Conditions were perfect, now that the sun was nearly behind them. Summer weather was unbearably hot during the day, making evening weather almost perfect and all the more enjoyable.

"Let's have a practice battle," the teen said, looking at his two pokemon.

^You didn't have to tell me that,^ Atlas thought into his trainer's mind. I know, I know.

"Okay, I want Quetzal to go to that side of the Arena. Atlas, you stay here." ^You didn't have to tell me that.^ "Let's focus, try to make every move count. You are both incredibly strong for your levels; I want you to take advantage of that strength," Dylan said, trying to ignore that he was having another conversation in his head, "Let's do this." ^As you wish.^

As soon as the words were out of Dylan's mouth, the Abra disappeared, a teleport attack. Quetzal should have been expecting it, but that didn't keep the Cyndaquil from looking utterly confused as she searched for her opponent. Finding him nowhere, she engulfed herself in a great deal of smoke, disappearing within the haze. That didn't stop the Abra from finding her though. Dyl watched as the smoke moved, and he heard attacks being exchanged, though he couldn't see anything.

"Focus, focus!" he ordered, cupping his ears so that he could better hear what was going on even if he couldn't see it.

A moment later, the Cyndaquil came rolling out of the smoke, badly scratched up. Atlas was nowhere in sight though. Not that Quetzal or Dylan should have expected to see him. After all, the Abra used guerrilla-like tactics in battle. Quick attacks, then a disappearing act, a combo that made him almost unbeatable. Within seconds, the pokemon had appeared once more, and used return on his opponent. The poor Cyndaquil didn't have a chance. Quetzal fainted.

Dylan sighed and returned her to her pokeball.

^Anything else? I'd think that you would have thought of a better way to challenge me by now.^

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Kitty is enamoured by Dylan's encouragement. Kitty tripled in loyalty and doubled affection. Kitty also gained half a level
Atlas gained two levels for using his tactical skills
Acorn gained a half-level for effort

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The boy was back, new pokemon in tow.

Three flashes of red light released a Cyndaquil, Shuppet, and Abra. A belated fourth red light flashed as Kitty released herself.

The Glameow growled, successfully causing the other pokemon to keep their distance from Dylan before he ordered her to run "500 laps for warm-up." It was a good tool. There was no way she would be able to finish that- though the training area wasn't exactly huge, a lap around it was no small feet.

"Okay, Quetzy, let's start with some practice ember attacks. Just aim them at the ground for now 'til I find you a better target. Remember to focus- it's better to release fewer, but stronger embers."

The boy didn't even have to tell the two others to battle eachother. There seemed to already be a great deal of emnity between the two. The Shuppet and Abra battled it out. Though the ghost obviously had the type advantage, Abra wasn't the easiest target. Atlas repeatedly teleported out of reach.

Seishi used Night Shade, turning all of the area around it dark. Dylan could hardly see the small flames that Quetzel was creating with her embers. Everything else failed to be visible. The boy didn't mind the darkness- he was used to that sort of environment. It was almost comforting, knowing that he couldn't be seen.

^But I can feel you,^ the familiar voice of Atlas spoke into Dylan's mind.

^He's mine now,^ countered the voice of Seishi.

Another attack was used by the ghost pokemon, this one aimed directly at Atlas, and this time, the pokemon failed to dodge with teleport. Dylan experienced a moment of fear as he lost his connection with the psychic pokemon (up until this point, the boy hadn't realized how much a part of him Atlas had become.) A moment later, it was back, stronger than before. A strange concept, really. The darkness suddenly disappeared.


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Atlas had evolved into Kadabra!

Quetzal stopped throwing the embers for a time, just to stare at awe at the newly evolved pokemon.

^I hope you didn't think I would be that easy to defeat.^

Seishi just smiled before firing one more ghost attack. The newly evolved Kadabra was still weak from the painful process of such a great physical change and was instantly knocked out. Dylan felt his connection with the pokemon be severed once more. But this time, he had been expecting it.

^Perhaps you shouldn't have spoken so soon.^

[Xenos]

Everyone gained a level!

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Dylan returned Atlas to his pokeball, making a mental note to heal the psychic pokemon as soon as possible. But for now, there were other pokemon he needed to work on. Even though he had sworn off training, there was nothing wrong with a little here and there, right?

Kitty was finally finished with her run. Dylan could only guess that she hadn't completed all two hundred laps. Regardless, she was tired, and happy to see him. The Glameow lept into her trainer's arms and Dylan stood there, awkwardly, not exactly sure what to do.

The boy finally set her down. "Okay, let's battle," he said.

<I'd fight you any time,> the Glameow said, just looking for another excuse to touch him.

"No, not me, Acorn."

The Seedot was released from his pokeball.

<Okay,> the cat said, claws outstretched.

"Bide."

Kitty scratched the Seedot a number of times before it finally released the energy. The already exhausted Kitty fainted. The relieved Dylan returned her to her pokeball and made a mental note not to heal her as soon as possible.

"Okay, Quetzy, all ready for some training?" The Cyndaquil nodded. The boy had since learned that she wasn't the type to speak. "Okay, use ember against Acorn. Acorn, bide."

Acorn, who had already been weakened by Kitty wasn't able to stand up against the fire attacks and fainted before he was able to release his power upon Quetzel.

"Great job Quetzy," Dylan said, picking the pokemon up. He returned each of the others into their capsuls. "I think that's good enough for tonight."

[Nishrocks]

Kittys amicability towards Dyl tripled
Kittys jealous protection of Dyl is filled with a new vigour
Kittys recurring dreams of Dyl proposing to her are more common tenfold.
Kitty gains a level.
Acorn gains two levels
Quetzal gains two and a half levels.

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Suddenly, Quetzy began to glow from Dylan's arms.

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The teen smiled. "So you really do like me." He carried the quiet pokemon out of the arena, all the while feeling the shaking pokeball of Kitty, attempting to break free, but too weak to do so.