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Shierk nodded at Rani, saying, "You're welcome Rani. It may not have been the best way to teach you a move, but I'm glad it worked." He paused slightly, then, with anger and contempt in his voice, added "Last I saw of Kreep."
Kreep... He was arrogant and a bully who loved being rough with others. She really shouldn't have been wondering if he was okay, but when Shierk attacked him he did it rather violently. As much as Rani had hated the tickling, it had been a good tactic to use. One that was working effectively to gain complete control over his opponent. She didn't want Shierk and Kreep to attempt to kill each other over it, and she wanted to see if he was okay.
As if reading her thoughts, Shierk told her that Rokan was tending to him. That eased her worries; Rokan seemed to be a kind Vulpix, and she would be able to fend him off because of her Fire Type moves should he get really mad and go over the top.
Rani had been looking at the ground as she thought about Kreep, but now she had the feeling someone was watching her, and looked up to see Shierk looking at her.
"Honestly I'm glad you learned that move Rani," he said kindly. "You'll need it when we go looking for Darkrai and..." his voice trailed off, but she was sure he saw a glint of anger in his eye. Kreep. She hadn't been able to defend herself before, but now she would be. "Well it doesn't matter anyway. It should get better with time." He paused for a moment, then said quietly that he had something for her. He took out a black rock of some sort and tossed it to her. She caught it with the paw that was not holding the Oran Berry and looked down at it. "Charcoal. You should know what it does. If not, then just keep it around. You should figure it out soon enough."
Rani knew what Charcoal was; her parents had told her many times that using items to power one's moves was a waste of time; that one should work to be strong and not have to rely on items that could be lost or broken. Nevertheless, she was thankful for it. She wasn't very strong in Fire Moves, having had almost no experience using them. And after all, this wasn't the first time her parents had been wrong.
Beside her, Shierk jumped down from the table, and making his way towards the door spoke quietly about different items that helped Pokemon to build their strength, including the Fire Stone. Yes, the powerful stone that would trigger her transformation into a mighty Arcanine... She could use a stone at any time, but she would wait until she felt she was ready. If she allowed herself to fall prey to a mere Bellsprout and be tickled into submission, she wasn't ready to take on the honour of being an Arcanine yet. The grin on Kreep's face as his vines writhed against her fur flashed into her face and she winced, her head spinning with the shame of allowing herself to be put into such a vulnerable situation. Twice.
Shierk now left the room, leaving Rani alone with her thoughts and memories. She hadn't even said thank you for the Charcoal; she needed to do that. For now, though. She needed to clean herself up. She took a larger bite of the Oran Berry, then popped the rest into her mouth and swallowed. She wasn't sure what kind of healing power the Oran Berry would have on her swollen jaw. It was starting to dull the aches that were all over her body from the tickling episode, but the swelling would take time to go down. The soreness would serve as a reminder of her absolutely appalling ability to defend herself against a foe and would remind her to always be ready for attack.
The rest of Rani's appearance... There was no other word but dreadful. She didn't want to look at her reflection again; it, too, would only remind herself of her powerlessness. She had to get herself cleaned up before anyone else saw her; who knew what Shierk was thinking about her now? Of course, he had helped cause this, but only because she was so powerless to fend him off. It was her fault that she looked like something the Purugly dragged in. She needed to find somewhere to bathe immediately. If she remembered correctly, there had been a lake with a fountain outside, but she couldn't go out looking like this. She couldn't go out and face Kreep after he had so easily defeated her.
The fluffy fur on her chest was ideal for holding items in, and she placed the Charcoal into it. It would stain her fur, but it would wash out. She dropped down from the table and made her way from the room, hoping she wouldn't meet anyone.
Kreep... He was arrogant and a bully who loved being rough with others. She really shouldn't have been wondering if he was okay, but when Shierk attacked him he did it rather violently. As much as Rani had hated the tickling, it had been a good tactic to use. One that was working effectively to gain complete control over his opponent. She didn't want Shierk and Kreep to attempt to kill each other over it, and she wanted to see if he was okay.
As if reading her thoughts, Shierk told her that Rokan was tending to him. That eased her worries; Rokan seemed to be a kind Vulpix, and she would be able to fend him off because of her Fire Type moves should he get really mad and go over the top.
Rani had been looking at the ground as she thought about Kreep, but now she had the feeling someone was watching her, and looked up to see Shierk looking at her.
"Honestly I'm glad you learned that move Rani," he said kindly. "You'll need it when we go looking for Darkrai and..." his voice trailed off, but she was sure he saw a glint of anger in his eye. Kreep. She hadn't been able to defend herself before, but now she would be. "Well it doesn't matter anyway. It should get better with time." He paused for a moment, then said quietly that he had something for her. He took out a black rock of some sort and tossed it to her. She caught it with the paw that was not holding the Oran Berry and looked down at it. "Charcoal. You should know what it does. If not, then just keep it around. You should figure it out soon enough."
Rani knew what Charcoal was; her parents had told her many times that using items to power one's moves was a waste of time; that one should work to be strong and not have to rely on items that could be lost or broken. Nevertheless, she was thankful for it. She wasn't very strong in Fire Moves, having had almost no experience using them. And after all, this wasn't the first time her parents had been wrong.
Beside her, Shierk jumped down from the table, and making his way towards the door spoke quietly about different items that helped Pokemon to build their strength, including the Fire Stone. Yes, the powerful stone that would trigger her transformation into a mighty Arcanine... She could use a stone at any time, but she would wait until she felt she was ready. If she allowed herself to fall prey to a mere Bellsprout and be tickled into submission, she wasn't ready to take on the honour of being an Arcanine yet. The grin on Kreep's face as his vines writhed against her fur flashed into her face and she winced, her head spinning with the shame of allowing herself to be put into such a vulnerable situation. Twice.
Shierk now left the room, leaving Rani alone with her thoughts and memories. She hadn't even said thank you for the Charcoal; she needed to do that. For now, though. She needed to clean herself up. She took a larger bite of the Oran Berry, then popped the rest into her mouth and swallowed. She wasn't sure what kind of healing power the Oran Berry would have on her swollen jaw. It was starting to dull the aches that were all over her body from the tickling episode, but the swelling would take time to go down. The soreness would serve as a reminder of her absolutely appalling ability to defend herself against a foe and would remind her to always be ready for attack.
The rest of Rani's appearance... There was no other word but dreadful. She didn't want to look at her reflection again; it, too, would only remind herself of her powerlessness. She had to get herself cleaned up before anyone else saw her; who knew what Shierk was thinking about her now? Of course, he had helped cause this, but only because she was so powerless to fend him off. It was her fault that she looked like something the Purugly dragged in. She needed to find somewhere to bathe immediately. If she remembered correctly, there had been a lake with a fountain outside, but she couldn't go out looking like this. She couldn't go out and face Kreep after he had so easily defeated her.
The fluffy fur on her chest was ideal for holding items in, and she placed the Charcoal into it. It would stain her fur, but it would wash out. She dropped down from the table and made her way from the room, hoping she wouldn't meet anyone.