Here, Kitties Kitties [COMPLETE]

[Bianca Moreno]

HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

Bela hopped back and her paws, claws retracted, flew to her face. Okay, maybe that worked a little too well. That really freaking hurt. All of the abuse her body had been suffering at the claws of both the glameow earlier and this anorith was getting to her. She really wasn't sure how much more she could take being a punching bag, as much fun as all this fighting was.

However, there was also the fact the this little bit of blind rage had put the anorith right in front of her again. And close proximity was quite likely the last place it should want to be, given what had happened before. Bela lowered her paws, let out her claws again and, despite the slash mark across her face, gave one of her maniac grins. She then bolted forward at high speed again to try to send the aquatic pokemon soaring once more.

Bianca stared down at the struggling anorith, forcing herself to keep up the look of cold fury on her face so it wouldn't figure out that she was starting to pity it as she saw its fear. She realized that, as far as it knew, she could be wanting to kill and eat it like it had been wanting to do with her shellder; if it didn't intend to be merciful, how could it think she would be? Bianca certainly didn't want to cause it any serious harm, and in fact wanted quite a bit to let it go at this point, but what were the chances that it wouldn't just attack her again? Or scurry off to attack someone else, since they were swarming the city and all? Even if she grabbed it and dumped it back in the ocean, it would probably just get back out as soon as she was out of sight.

There was something she could do, though. She glanced over at her fluttering spritzee and hoped she wasn't ruining some great plan of hers as she called sweetly. "Rosa, mi amiga, some help?" Rosa didn't stop fluttering around, but she did glance in Bianca's direction and chirp inquiringly. "One of my empty pokeballs?"

Rosa nodded, and smoothly flapped away from her victim over to Bianca's bag. She awkwardly grasped one of the minimized capsules in her beak--she really was a bit too small for this job, but she managed, just barely, to open her beak wide enough--before fluttering over to drop it into Bianca's waiting palm. She then swooped back over to the victim of her disorienting charm and decided it was time to be all the more distracting. With a sugar-sweet twitter, she let loose a lovely fragrance from her feathers for the confused anorith that would hopefully enthrall its addled mind for a bit; she added another bat of her eyes for good measure.

Bianca smiled as she held the capsule. There was a chance it wouldn't work, since the anorith wasn't knocked out, but she figured it was worth a shot. She expanded the pokeball and dropped it on the trapped anorith, hoping it'd succeed but readying a solid kick just in case it didn't and she did have to engage in more violence toward it.

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+1 TP for Shellder (7)

Bela is using Quick Attack on Anorith 3
Rosa is using Sweet Scent on Anorith 1 (as much as you can really aim one of those)
Bianca is dropping a Pokeball on Anorith 2

[Olive]

Now pumped full of adrenaline, the Anorith held its ground for the incoming weasel. Its eyes narrowed and its claws flew up to counter her move.. which proved to be a successful strategy. Bela pushed the shrimp back a few inches, but was nicked once again by its defensive stance. The creature quickly scratched her ankle in the hopes of disabling her wicked movement.

On the brighter side of things, Anorith 1 was on cloud nine. The Pokemon teetered left and right, attempting to keep its balance while 'under the influence.' It took another swing, this time only managing to graze its other claw. How coordinated of it.

Bianca's plan was a success. The capsule absorbed the Pokemon and dropped to the ground. 1... 2... 3... ... Ding. She was on a roll today! 3 Pokemon!
Anorith 3 noticed this development and was rather displeased. It took yet another swing at Bela's legs then scuttled its way toward Bianca at an alarming pace, well, for an Anorith anyway. As it approached, it clasped to her leg and began to bite through her clothing.

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Anorith 2 was caught! 35 TP to tame. -remove 1 pokeball
Anorith 1 is still confused.
Anorith 3 countered Bela's attack.
Anorith 3 scratched Bela twice and is now biting Bianca.

[Bianca Moreno]

"WHAT IS IT WITH YOU GILIPOLLAS AND CLIMBING MY LEGS!?"

All things considered, Bianca would be more worried about the damage an anorith could do to her via scratching and pinching with its pincers than by biting. Fangs of a seviper they did not have, and there was a barrier of fabric between its mouth and her skin. Were it not for the fact that she had just gotten one of these off of her, and this pokemon was making a valiant effort to wreck her favourite pants, she probably would not have gotten so worked up over it. As it was, though, Bianca was officially in a state of 'had enough of this crap.'

Letting out shouts ranging in content from 'off,' to 'ow,' to a wide range of swear words both English and Spanish, Bianca ungracefully hopped about, still cradling her shellder, shaking her leg and kicking the air in an attempt to remove the enraged anorith from her person. Though, admittedly, there was a tiny part of her mind that admired the little bug's tenacity.

Rosa, deciding that her audience was largely harmless at the moment--swaying as if drunk and attacking one's own claw did not exactly scream threatening--swooped away from the addled anorith to whip up a gust of wind in an attempt to help knock the furious one off of her irate trainer.

Bela, who under most circumstances would assist, instead just pulled herself a little closer to the bench and plopped down onto her feathered rear. Everything hurt. Her back hurt, her chest hurt, her face hurt, and now her legs hurt. It's not that it was too much for her. Of course not. She could keep going. But someone had to keep an eye on that other one, just in case it snapped out of its daze. Right? Right. That's what she was doing. Watching Rosa and Bianca's backs. From over here.

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+1 TP for Shellder (11)

Bela is skipping this round to catch her breath.
Bianca is trying to shake off Anorith 3
Rosa is using Fairy Wind on Anorith 3 to try to knock it off Bianca
Anorith 1 is being left to its own devices for now.

...And I don't suppose having caught three pokemon in one thread is enough for some Wrangler skill? (It's one of her Secondary Positive skills)

[Olive]

Thankfully, the combination of the razed trainer and her Pokemon's move was enough to remove the creature from her being. And onto its back!! Yes! Now was her chance!

The other Anorith was still kind of... attacking itself. It looked more drunk than confused to be totally honest. Seems like Bianca's got this one in the bag.

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Anorith 1 is doing something...
Anorith 3 is immobile!

(( +.2 Potentialist for capturing Glameow and Shellder together. +.5 for SecPos. Updated.
Anorith won't count unless you catch more than one. ))

[Bianca Moreno]

Bianca breathed a relieved sigh and raised her shellder up to face her again. "See? I'm not gonna let those bugs get you," she cooed, before turning her attention to the struggling anorith. From here, the plan was little different than the last one, as she planted her foot on the aquatic feral, though she pressed a bit of extra weight down this time, just to make absolutely sure how clear it was that she meant business. "You have cojones, I'll give you that much," she commented, her irritation lessening slightly in favour of the admiration. "Rosa?" she inquired, glancing at the nearby bird.

Like before, Rosa swooped toward Bianca's pack, though this time she paused as she saw Bela sitting there, panting slightly. "<You all right there, claws?>" she twittered, hopping over to examine her many scratches.

Bela gave a casual wave of a clawed paw. "<Fine, fine. Just keeping an eye on that one over there.>" She gestured at the inebriated-seeming anorith. "<Never know when they could snap back to reality and decide to try to slice your little birdy tail off.>"

Rosa looked from the swaying feral pokemon to her battle partner, and decided that she'd let the sneasel have her happy little delusions and just get on with her appointed task. She snatched up a minimized pokeball and fluttered over to drop it in Bianca's waiting palm, then perched on her shoulder.

Bianca expanded the ball, then glanced from it to the anorith. She wondered vaguely if the trio of feral pokemon had ever been above the waves, if this one even understood what had happened to the other one. Possibly not. Well, at least it would be a relief for them when they got to see one another again; she had a feeling she'd keep these guys, at least for a while. She dropped the pokeball, hoping she wouldn't have to do something like stomp down on it and hold it closed with her boot--she had no idea if that kind of thing really ever worked, but, hey worth a try--to ensure the capture.

Bela, meanwhile, decided that she'd been 'standing guard' long enough and would help in a slightly more direct manner. Meaning, she limped over to Bianca's bag and fished out another pokeball. Luckily, her arms were some of few things that hadn't been slashed up, and she pitched the ball at the confused anorith. Surely Bianca wanted all three of them, right?

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+1 TP for Shellder (12)

Using pokeballs on Anorith 3 and Anorith 1

[Olive]

1.. 2.. 3... Ding! Both Anorith have been captured! Don't forget to claim our rewards at the Emissary!

[Bianca Moreno]

The 'ding' sounds of two pokeballs--Bianca's surprise at hearing a second one made her glance over her shoulder to see a triumphant-looking Bela--marked the end of the struggle, and she felt a number of her muscles relax all at once at the fact that it was over. She walked over the bench to nothing short of collapse onto it, mumbling in Spanish, and hugged her new shellder close. She then carefully set the shellfish down beside her, letting Rosa flutter down and perch next to him, and then leaned down to gingerly pick up Bela and place the injured sneasel on her lap.

Estás loca, mi gatita," she said with a small shake of her head as she carefully examined the numerous slashes. "Those things really are vicious..." Well, the drunken one didn't seem as bad, but that didn't say anything for his attitude while sober. While capturing them ensured that they couldn't go terrorize anyone else, she foresaw some trouble in taming that trio. Not to mention that mean old cat. And the results of the little fishing trip she had taken earlier in the week...

Getting in over her head? Her? Pfff. Whatever gave you that idea?

Bianca grabbed her first aid kit again. "Better disinfect those, just in case. Then we'll head to an inn." She already knew which one, too, though she doubted she'd get the tease sweet, innocent Abbie like she tended to when she went there, since they were in the middle of a crisis. Bianca lightly swabbed at the numerous cuts, leaving Bela barely restraining her hisses, particularly when Bianca got to her face; most people would probably be a bit unnerved by such sounds coming from a clawed creature sitting so close to their very much unarmoured body, but she didn't even twitch.

"Okay, done. Back in the pokeball, mi gatita." Bela didn't resist being recalled, and Bianca soon pulled out Rosa's pokeball and, after a bit of fumbling to find it, the shellder's as well to recall them too. She carefully gathered up her belongings, then slung her bag over her shoulder and headed into the city, purpose in her strides. The moment she was done having her pokemon cared for at the inn, she was going straight home to check on her family.

If any of these anorith had attacked her parents or sisters, there was going to be hell to pay.

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+1 TP for Shellder (13)

Any Wrangler skill for catching all three of the Anorith?

[Olive]

Bianca receives +4 Wrangler for catching 3 Anorith. +.5 for SecPos +.2 for Grace Period.
Congratulations! Skill leveled up!

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