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((Henrietta: C-can you teach me how to fight now?
Eunmi: Whoa, Dali leveled up like 10 levels!
Henrietta: Emi...?
Eunmi: Huh? Oh, man, i was joshing you. I got ten free levels out of this!))

Eunmi stood up, having done some training or another with D-Vee and Mochi, and smiled.

"Yeah, but you should take a break," Eunmi said, "You look tired."

"Hum," Henrietta said with a frown. She was tired, a bit, but she wanted to keep going. The energy of it felt good. She dusted off her knees and took a seat under a tree. "O-okay, then." She then looked at Eunmi for a second before saying, "W-we can talk then, while I rest. I-if you want."

Thinking about it, before she met Wayne she'd never really had a person to talk to. Thinking about it, Wayne and Eunmi were the only people that didn't actively make her nervous with them just being around. Salieri was a close second, but she had far too much energy, Henrietta thought. Twice as much as Eunmi.

But would Eunmi's pants fit? The girl was like, half a foot taller than her, or so Henrietta felt. She looked up at the taller girl and shook her head. "I-i have some jeans." She'd then pull an item ball from her bag and peer in, then trade it for another and do the same.

Aha, this one was jeans. She stood up and released the item, revealing not jeans but leggings.

"Th-this is close enough, right?" Henrietta asked as she turned to Eunmi.

Robby nodded, not really noticing Sal's special face. Roast had, but was more cowed by the thought of being eaten than some stranger. "Alright, follow 'er." Robby said, looking at his pokemon sternly. Each glanced around a moment, and then followed his orders, Roast hesitantly, Bacon excitedly, and Fried somehow being pushed and lead by Bacon.

Robby, meanwhile, walked off to run these very mysterious errands.

Henrietta nodded as she put her own leggings away. She'd look at the pants before her and decide on the white ones with korean. "Those," she said with an extended finger pointing them out, indicating her decision and increasing the word count of this post so it doesn't look to small and pointless.

Then, one can assume she'd put those on, not need to run off and hide since she was wearing a skirt, so she'd just, basically, slip them on after rolling her stockings(unless she was wearing socks? I don't remember, now it's stockings because I decided this) off.

"Alright," she said, once she was ready for the safety pins. Though she felt a bit nervous letting someone near her with pointed things. Another flashback was shaken off as she recalled one incident or another.

"You can't say humans aren't allowed to call pokémon their friends," Wayne said back, "You're human and you call pokémon your friends. What the hell makes you so special?"

Something stirred, some kind of heat, way in the depths of Wayne's core. It was something like anger, like the annoyance he'd felt around N before. He didn't like this guy, there was something about him. And now he was starting to get a feel of what that thing was.

"And saying stuff like, all the things you've seen and bringing balance to the world," Wayne stepped forward, "That's a load of s**t. Just cause you've never seen a pokémon harm a human doesn't mean it never happens! How the hell can you judge when you're only human?!"

Only human. Wayne threw the words back in N's face like a splash of acid. He wasn't conscious of the effort, but deep down he probably knew that those sorts of remarks would get through to someone like N. That for all of his high horse statements, he's still human himself.

“Right, so here’s what’s gonna happen.”

Sal stood with her hands on her hips in front of Robby’s three pokemon, with Chen Zhen and Liuye Dao flanking her sides. She held up an egg in between her fingers.

“They say that while Pignites aren’t very fast runners, their attacks are quick. We’re going to capitalize on that as much as possible.”

She held out her fist in front of her and then balanced the egg on her knuckles. Quickly, she retracted her fist back and then shot her other hand forward in a straight punch. The egg, which had been airborne for only a brief moment during the first fist’s retraction, was now safely balanced on the other fist.

“This exercise will increase your speed and precision with your punches. Precision leads to control, control leads to power. If you can learn how to punch at an egg and not break it, you can learn how to break anything. If the egg drops…”

Salieri turned her hand over, allowing the egg to splatter on the ground. Chen Zhen clapped his hands together and pointed his palms at the broken egg. Two arrows of green light began to circulate around the egg, and then it began to repair itself. The yolk went back inside, and the pieces of the shell began to reattach and seal up. It was as if time had rewinded for the object and the object alone.

“Chen Zhen will use Recycle to fix it again,” she told Bacon while picking up the egg. This training had the added benefit of allowing Chen Zhen to master his Recycle technique. “If you keep this up, all of your punches with became quicker and stronger, like a volcano!”

She then turned her head to an open water bottle resting up in some branches of a tree next to them. The water bottle was on an angle so that every few seconds, a single drop of water would plop onto a tree stump positioned right underneath.

“Liuye Dao has been working on a new technique, which is called Aerial Ace. Aerial Ace lets you move at ludicrous speeds to slash at what’s in front of you. You cut a path through the air and you travel along it with your attack. That is the power of Aerial Ace.” She snapped her fingers, and her Pawniard looked over to the water bottle. As another drop was about to occur, Liuye positioned himself. Sal gestured to Roast. “Watch and learn.”

And then he was on the other end of the log, with the only sign of his presence in his previous position being a short breeze. It was as if he had teleported over to the other side. If one looked closely, there was a small amount of mist in the air right above the tree stump where the water drop had been sliced clean through.

“Now, Liuye Dao never flinches because of Inner Focus. So he’ll be able to see if you failed or not.” She grinned, bearing her sharp canine teeth in the process menacingly. “Every time you miss, Bacon is going to practice his punching technique on you until he doesn’t miss. And trust me, it’s not as easy as it is with the egg.”

Neither of those exercises were easy, and Salieri was being a little bit tough on Roast. But harshness was a good teacher. And also, that duck sprayed her in the face with water. She’d have her revenge. “If you can manage to learn Aerial Ace, then I have one more move I think I can show you.”

Salieri saved Fried for last as she looked up at the giant chicken. “Now you and me, we’re going to spar. I need to teach you how to use your size to your advantage, or you’ll have trouble with small opponents.”

The Battle Girl faced the group. “Does everybody understand what their jobs are? I’ll be checking up on all of you.”

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The green haired trainer waited a few seconds for Wayne's anger to come to a simmer. "I expected you to say something like that," N said with a sigh. His eyes looked directly into Wayne's. They were a hollow green, reflective of what he saw but not allowing anyone to see what was inside. They were an emerald mirror. "What makes me special...is that I can hear them."

N had realized in Accumula Town that there was no other like him, because no other could speak to pokemon in the same way. No matter what he told people, he was met with some sort of opposition. Because none of them understood. Am I the only one who can see the truth behind life? Am I the only one who knows what the ideal world looks like?...If continuing on this path will answer my questions, then so be it.

He'd been told by others that pokemon were capable of atrocities. He had never seen it himself, but he had a theory in place. That human who had harm come upon them by pokemon were the victims of territoriality. Such was just the natural way of things. The expansion humans made occur was not.

But he did not voice this theory to Wayne. He knew Wayne would understand eventually about the evils of humans. What N wanted was to see just what sort of pokemon trainer Wayne was.

"I've heard the voices of countless pokemon before. Their cries, their pleas. Every one is different. It's time for me to hear what your pokemon have to say."

N cast a hand to the side, planting his other on top of his hat so the large wind that was coming didn't sweep it off of his head. "The voices of your pokemon...I will listen to what they have to say. I have a feeling that you are one of the few who has a purity of heart. This is something that I need to see, and I will bring it out on the battlefield. Wayne Lee, I challenge you to a pokemon battle!"