[ it's the end to a typical Gym battle. Asuka's fighting against the Old Man of Winter-- er, Pryce, and it's a fierce battle indeed. She seems to be drawing it out, interested in seeing her opponent's strategies before she figures out the best way to counter it, and she's impressed by the time she calls for her Ninetales to put an end to it.
Oh, yes.
She's also in
this, for reasons known only to a certain few people, and we won't mention what kind of a time she's had navigating in an icy gym.
Nope. She smooths down her skirt and steps forward to accept her badge.
And slips.
Right onto her butt.
Pryce steps forward to offer his assistance, while a red-faced and flustered duelist waves it off. ]
No, no, I'm fine-- m-more importantly, sir, would it be too much to ask for your training plan? You've truly unlocked your Pokémon's potential, and I'd like to do the same. I--
[ ... yeah, she's having trouble heaving herself up, so she has to settle for sitting properly on the ice like this totally isn't uncomfortable at all. Inari settles down beside her, chin plunked in her lap. Might as well get comfy, right? Not like her trainer is going to stand anytime soon. ]
... While I'm here, that is, it's a good idea to learn what I can. [ and offhandedly-- ] Croissant, stop recording.
[ a reluctant "Miiiiinuuuun", before the feed ends. ]