I'm not here for the generators [CLOSED]

[sparkalamode]

Characters: Elesa sparkalamode and Lt. Surge monofamerica
Date/Time: April 04, daytime
Location: Vermillion City / Power Plant and surrounding routes
Warnings: Well duh, it's Surge. It automatically gets a warning no matter what you do and major unresolved sexual tension hurrSummary/Notes: Elesa's on the hunt for some Electric Pokemon during her first trip out of Unova to

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[monofamerica]

So that's how they did it in Unova

[sparkalamode]

WomeN power! Yeah! Liberty, equality and kicking ass. And a Magneton

[monofamerica]

Surge was about to question further about... whatever a Klink was, but once Elesa started to attempt luring it out, he kept his attention on that. He wondered how good she was at this. Pikachu were docile and trusting, but they still weren't the easier electric-type to capture.

The mouse Pokemon slowly peeked its head out after a minute or two. It sniffed the berry cautiously and looked up at Elesa all the while.

After another couple of minutes, it finally emerged entirely and began to eat the berry. With that, Surge whispered, "Go for it...!"

[sparkalamode]

Now Elesa was temporarily stumped. Should she attack it? No, that would probably scare it away. Or would it? She took out a Quick Ball, tossed it at Pikachu and the little mouse was engulfed by the red light before dissapearing

[monofamerica]

That manner of capturing a Pokemon was... definitely beyond him. For Surge, there were only two rules to capturing Pokemon beyond initial battling strategy: fight the Pokemon, throw the Poke Ball. That didn't include persuading it with food and making it promise to be your Pokemon with berries.

Surge could only give Elesa a bit of a bewildered stare.

"Uh... right? Where's all the battling shit? Where's actually catching it with a Poke Ball? If all Pokemon catching was like that, that'd be pretty boring!"

Surge was a man of action, not... really cute methods like this.

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Elesa laughed. "You know what, I think I like you."

Whether she was saying that to Surge or to her new Pikachu who she just placed on Zebstrika's back, that was for anybody to guess.

"There is much to gain from Pokemon's friendship, so perhaps I try to avoid catching them directly. I learned that from a young man. I do love battling though, so perhaps you treat them more as your platoon and I as my cohort."

Placing a hand on her hip, she watched as Emolga fluttered to their new companion of a Pikachu. Pikachu, of course was not sharing its berry and attempted to finish it before Emolga could get to it. Zebstrika seemed oblivious and waited for Elesa's orders. In response, she placed a hand on his mane.

"Are there any more interesting Pokemon I should attempt to catch? Because I am happy as of now with Magneton and Pikachu. You have a lovely Power Plant."

[monofamerica]

Surge was quick to think it was him. Anything for his ego boost points to be raised by three or four levels

[sparkalamode]

Yeah yeah Surge, always showing off. She had to scoff slightly at his machismo displays.

"Electabuzz?" She tilted her head and looked at the Electivire towering over her now. "No, no, Electivire, yes?"

Gingerly reaching out and shaking the Electivire's hand, Elesa smiled and looked at it dearingly with such admiration in a way that any man would kill for.

"You're pretty strong, aren't you? Will you help me find an Electabuzz? They're rare here, but I think you can help me."

Elesa always had a great connection with Electric Pokemon, like she felt an affinity for them that she didn't have with many others. Plus Electivire was kinda cute, in a Beartic kind of way - grizzly and strong but a nice guy too.

Then it struck her - maybe that's what Surge was like. Except he was probably more of a douche than grizzly.

[monofamerica]

Electivire shook Elesa's hand cheerfully. It might have been a bit of a rough shake, but it was all well-intentioned in the end. He then pulled apart and gave the Power Plant a once-over, twice-over, thrice-over... oh! Electivire spotted something!

"Vi vire," the Pokemon grumbled, pointing to an area behind even more machinery. It ran off, expecting Elesa and Surge to follow along.

"Looks like he found something! See? Electivire knows how to do ANYTHING," Surge commented, elbowing Elesa. "Just like his master!"

He then followed along.

[sparkalamode]

Elesa took a moment to adjust her heels before following Electivire through a maze of broken machinery and overhanging wire. They were in the deeper parts of the Power Plant. Pikachu and Emolga were watching intently as sat on Zebstrika's back as it trotted along after their trainer.

The group followed Electivire through the labyrinth. Whatever Electivire was chasing seemed pretty elusive or running away because it was a while before Electivire stopped and pointed his hand, paw... appendage towards something in the distance.

"Vi." it gruffed.

"Hm?" Elesa looked up at the Electric Pokemon towering above her. "What now?"

[monofamerica]

Surge followed along intently, expecting that Electivire really found something good. He looked ahead and quickly realized that he was right. It wasn't an Electabuzz, but it was pretty damn close to an Electabuzz.

It was a young Elekid. Did this thing have a parent in the Power Plant? Probably, because Elekid weren't at all inhabitants except for once in a blue moon. That is, unless a trainer came in and caught the Elekid's parents, or if... something else happened to them.

It shrunk back, its plug-like head engulfed in electricity. It was a feisty one.

"Well, shiiiiiit, you sure got lucky. These aren't around very much here!"

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And Elesa's heart sang. She was so excited that she grabbed Surge's manly arm and clung on excitedly.

"What's that? I've never seen that before. Is that an Electabuzz? It's cuter than I expected. It looks like a power plug - how adorable! It's so shocking, so brilliantly electrifying! And so tiny as well - it has to be a first stage Pokemon or something - It's literally made for electricity and made for Electric Pokemon lovers like me!"

Then she realised what she was doing, and let go. With a cough and a brush of her own arm.

"Lovely. It looks... feisty."