The Courage it Takes to live my life (Open)

[Ylva Mandara]

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    "Warning: Dangerous cliff faces ahead.... Danger: Falling rocks.... Caution: Vicious Pokemon Ahead...." Ylva scoffed at the signs and shook her head at them, continuing her trek up the mountain side with her pack on her shoulders. The heavy pick-axe clinked as she took what seemed like heavy, but were light steps... Her breathing deepened as she climbed higher, approaching the cliff side and leaning against the wall, waiting.
    
    Stupid as it may have seemed for Ylva to ignore the warnings placed by the teachers, and the dangerous cries of hungry Pokemon above her head, to her... it was just like home. In a normal society, the mines (that were placed so deeply in the mountains, they were nearly forgotten.) that she lived in were dangerous, and not fit for anyone to live in.. but to the society of nomads, that had come there seeking acceptance and enlightenment, it was a haven.
    Through hard work and dedication, the miners set up their own town, and set up their own civilization, taking great pride in their work. No matter what anyone told the about the dangerous Pokemon that lived in those mountains, they continued with their work. And the greatest of miners, could tame those Pokemon, and turn them to work for them. Steelix, Onix, Golem, Aggron, Skarmory, Honchkrow, Mandibuzz, Machamp, Gengar and many more, were nothing for the miners that lived in that town. In fact, her father was one of those trainers, who brought down an Onix by the command of his voice.
    That was were Bradley had gotten his talent, it seemed that he had almost inherited that trait from his father. With a powerful and commanding voice, both Dakota and Bradley were capable of calming almost any angry, violent Pokemon. As to all Ylva would do was speak back and forth between Pokemon.
    
    She was waiting for that boy she had met at the beach. With a complicated phone call, she told him to meet her at that area... although she couldn't figure her phone out... she was sure that he got what she was trying to say. Azreal was his name, and he didn't seem that bad, and if it said anything, she didn't mind him being around. Typically the anti-social type, this was actually a meet-up she couldn't wait for.

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[Azreal Sinbad]

Azreal had received a rather...unusual phone call. It wasn't a number her recognized, but he figured it was Ylva. Well, it certainly sounded like her, and it was amusing mostly because he would hear her, then not hear her, then hear her again. Is it possible...she doesn't know how to use a phone? He chuckled a bit and said that he would be there, ending the call. He and his Pokemon had eaten earlier that day, figuring that he would probably be out with Ylva a good chunk of the afternoon, so he ate satisfying food and took a few snacks from the cafeteria in his bag. He was bringing his duffel bag: without all the clothes in it from earlier, of course. After meeting with Ylva the first time, he figured it would be a good idea to unpack. So, he unpacked his duffel bag and lightly filled it with things for rock-climbing. It only had a flashlight, a towel, snacks and a few canteens of water for him and his Pokemon. When he was ready, he kept Fins and Bane in their Pokeballs.

It took him a little while to find dormitories, only since it was a little out of the way and he was still new to the campus. But he eventually came to the mountain-side, seeing the signs telling students to stay away. From what little her knew about Ylva...she probably had climbed, despite the warnings. Well, he was going to climb, then. Slinging the duffel to one shoulder, he began to climb up the mountain. He didn't have a pick, as he didn't know what it was and never used one before for rock-climbing. Using only his hands and feet (which were covered by shoes and socks), he started to climb with momentum.

He had gotten to the cliff side with relative ease, though he had a few close calls. He had made it towards the cliff-side when he had noticed her waiting. "Hello, Ylva. Did I make you wait long?" He looked towards her direction, waiting for a response.

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Word Count: 348
Tags: Ylva
Notes: Climbing...

[Ylva Mandara]

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    Ylva gave Azreal a sincere smile and shrugged. "Been here for a while but it ain't nothing to me..... is.. that all you got?" Suspecting him not to have any gear, she put her satchel on the ground and straddled it. Perverted looking, but effective, it made sure that she wouldn't drop her bag off the edge.
    
    Standing, she handed him a pickaxe and was holding a harness. "You do know how to put one on right?" Several climbers carabiners hung from the harness and she had a rope and several more carabiners hanging on her arm. The heavy bag had several Chock, nuts and hexes on them as well. Slamming the Belay devices onto the ropes, she prepared his harness and hung it over his shoulders with ease. "I can show you how to tighten and clip it shut if you want.. but since I'm the lead climber, the only thing you really have to worry about is your Belay, quick release, carabiner strength and making sure your harness is secure." Stopping, she blinked several times at Azreal, making sure all this was being took in.

    "This kind of rock climbing can be rather dangerous and requires someone who knows what they're doing... and lucky for you, I'm not a complete idiot." Stopping, she looked up and blinked... "Actually, I'll run the belay to, you just hold on, keep up with me and make sure you communicate effectively.. also, don't hit or grab anything I don't grab. Try to stay in my tracks..." Changing some clips around with skill that seems like she's been doing it her whole life, Ylva equipped herself swiftly and checked all her gear.

        "Communications are simple enough Azreal, When I ask a question, or give a command reply. Like when we go down, ... that's when the questions will be passed.... I'll say -Lower- and when you're braced and ready for me... you reply with the same thing -lower- .... and then I'll check my belay and tell you it's ready... and when you're ready to go down.. just say ready... I'll recap that at the top... how does that sound?" Ylva had taught people how to do this before, but she was also used to them being from the mining town, and those were the kind of people who could tell a bad rock from a mile away. She had to keep herself braced in case Azreal slipped or hit a bad spot with his axe. The young girl could probably hold his weight just long enough for him to grab on, but that was.. a very slim chance. But she knew the dangers and made sure she was prepared.. why else would she take the lead?

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[Azreal Sinbad]

Azreal smiled back when she did. "Yeah, this is all I got. Don't really have any climbing equipment, and I kept the bag light, for climbing." He seemed to clap upwhen she began to talk, knowing that she was the expert climber, while he simply did it for fun. Clearly, she had more experience that he. He was taking in the information, starting to write down mental notes in his mind. The Belay, quick release, carabiner strength and his harness to be secure. She looked back at him. "Belay, Quick release, Carabiner Strength and a Secure Harness, yes?" He repeated to her, making sure he got all the notes right.

She then made a remarm on how the rock-climbing would be dangerous. "Well, never once from the moment I met you did I think you were a complete idiot." But then she said that she would run the Belay as well, effective communication and not to grab or hit anything that she didn't. "Alright." He nodded, listening.

She told him that communication was simple. When she said something, he just had to reply. When they go down, she would say "Lower" and when he was braced and ready, he would tell her "Lower" as well. She said that she would recap it at the top, but the review would be good. "Yes, I think I've got everything now. I've done rock-climbing a few times before, but it's good you're taking the lead. I do take you to be an expert on this, so I'll follow your orders, word for word."

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Word Count: 260
Tags: Ylva
Notes: Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately

[Ylva Mandara]

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    Ylva gave a look to a Mandibuzz that had decided to land on a rock ledge and stare Azreal and her down. The large bird gave a squawk at her and her company, so she squawked back. Angered, the bird tried to swoop down on her, but earned a nearly broken beak on the chest of Lariat.

    With a last second decision, Ylva had spotted a safe place to release Lariat. The ground was sturdy and luckily, it was right in front of her and had enough space to hold him. She smirked when Lariat gave a roar and swat towards the stunned bird, chasing it off into the mountains. "That's enough of that. Lariat.. stay down here and use Flash canon on anything stupid enough to try and attack us while we're up there." Looking over to Azreal, she pulled her ponytail tight and fixed any loose hair in no time flat. "Let's get going then. Shall we?" Walking over some, she made sure everything was OK on Azreal's gear and walked over to a sturdy set of rock.

    Ylva used a good bout of strength driving the starting pin into a sturdy wall with a grunt and set the first hex pin there. Climbing up some, she stopped about 10 feet up the wall and looked back down at Azreal. "Go on ahead and start climbing." She spoke down at him, keeping herself held up on the wall.

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[Azreal Sinbad]

Azreal watched as a Mandibuzz stares at Azreal and Ylva. He hadn't really seen a Mandibuzz up close, but boy, did it look hideous. The bird caws, and Ylva decided to...talk to it? He wasn't sure, but he remembered Ylva doing it to Bane when Bane barked at her. She was...fearless. Well, she probably had to be, if she was from the mining town. He found this admirable in here, even though the Pokemon tried to swoop down on her. But then, as if on instant, the metal giant that Ylva owned stopped the Mandibuzz right in its tracks. It was chased back into the mountains, and Lariat was sentenced to Flash Cannon anything that decided to cross their path. It was good, to know that there was an iron giant underneath you, protecting you. That was when Bane made himself known by breaking out of the Pokeball, letting out a cry in the Mandibuzz's direction. Azreal stared at Bane, curious about what the Samurott was thinking. "Bane, you stay down here, alright? Help me and Ylva out, alright?" He turned towards Ylva, her hair now in a ponytail. "Your hair...it looks good in a ponytail." He complimented her, and then she said that they should get going. She double checked his gear, and she started to climb. She began to climb quite a bit, and then, she told him that he could start climbing up. So, he did just that. He followed Ylva's patterns, only stepping on what she stepped on, and place his pick where she had placed hers.

Bane could no longer sit in that Pokeball anymore. It felt like torture, being kept in that thing. It was enforced upon him, but Azreal seemed to let Bane be out. Bane gave a glance to the Lariat. "Hello, again."

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Word Count: 305
Tags: Ylva
Notes:

[Ylva Mandara]

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    Ylva blushed a little but blew it off quickly. She wasn't expecting a compliment from Azreal, she was just pulling her hair back like she usually does before battling, climbing or just anything in general. Blinking some, she continued up the rock face, occasionally looking back to make sure that the person behind her was OK.

    Lariat stood proudly where he was told to, watching for anything that came near. When some random Geodude tried climbing up after their master, a roar chased them off of the cliff-side. Looking back, he looked down at Bane, the Samurott. "Hm, hi back." The Aggron spoke bluntly towards the water type, not really sure what to think of it. He was still confident though. This was Lariat's turf now, and he'd be damned if another Pokemon acted aggressive towards his Ylva.

    Ylva climbed over the rock with trained ease and caution, finally coming to the top and setting a stake for the line to get back down. She put herself near the edge to help Azreal over the edge when he got there. She would be ready to offer her hand and pull him over the edge.

    She wasn't used to finding anything to admire in other people, but the sheer bravery in this boy was something she certainly respected, not only that, but he was a good swimmer, whereas Ylva would just panic when in water. He also seemed like a good trainer, that, she also admired.

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[Azreal Sinbad]

It was there, but for a second on Ylva's face, he thought he saw a tint of red on her face. Oh? I suppose she doesn't get many compliments from where she's from. He would have chuckled, but decided against it. She might have seen his gesture as "rude", or possibly him laughing at her (which he wasn't). But now, the attention couldn't be there. It was now on the climbing. His attention was on climbing, not on giving compliments or small talk. It was trying to make sure that he didn't fall; this wasn't child's play.

Bane looked at the Lariat; for some reason, Bane wanted nothing to do with the steel type, but his owner had told him otherwise. He had to somehow make this entertaining...But he didn't need to associate with the Lariat. He saw a Graveler walking near where the two trainers were. He takes a firm stance and used Water Pulse, hitting the Graveler. The Graveler stumbled a bit, before fainting. Hmm, weak. Good thing I blow these rocks away.

Azreal had been following Ylva. Maybe he wasn't right behind her, but he certainly wasn't far. While it was easier to have a bit of momentum while climbing, it didn't help him climb faster. When he got close, he saw Ylva's hand and grabbed it. He grabbed her hand, and then he used his other hand to help get to the top. Now, he was sitting down at the top. "Oh boy...forgot what it was like to climb." He laughed a bit, feeling a bit sweaty already. He put his bag down, and opened one of the many canteens of water, starting to drink one. "Thristy?"

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Word Count: 283
Tags: Ylva, Lariat
Notes:

[Ylva Mandara]

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    With ease, she helped heave Azreal onto the flat face of the rocks. Waving off his offer for water, Ylva pulled out her own water bottle. "No thanks. I always come prepared." She smiled at him some and tucked away the bottle, back into it's proper spot on her back pack. The short girl looked at him for a bit and eventually looked downwards, taking in what she could hear between Lariat and Bane. "I don't think Lariat likes Bane to much yet." She gave a small chuckle and watched the skies above them, trying to avoid looking at him with the blush on her cheeks.

    Lariat wasn't amused by the water type, and he didn't think he would ever be. And he wasn't impressed by him taking out the Graveler either. He had the type advantage, so it didn't impress him. But he had to put all those thoughts aside when he saw a Golem and Onix begin to creep towards their master's. Giving off a loud warning, he stood taller and held his head up, charging a Flash Canon. "I SAID BACK OFF!" With a powerful blast, he aimed the Steel based attack right onto the Onix's face. Angered, he charged another attacking, waiting and hoping that the Golem would get the picture, and leave their humans alone. The Onix though, didn't like the attack and rushed Lariat, wrapping around him and initiating a physical fight.

    Ylva saw Lariat nail the Onix in the face and was proud, but she grew concerned when the Onix charged and wrapped her Aggron. "LARIAT! CRUNCH! DON'T LET THAT ONIX GET TO WHERE YOU CAN'T ATTACK IT!" She didn't want to leave that moment with Azreal (and she didn't know why... but that doesn't matter to her now) With a heavy sigh, Ylva's breathing slowed down and she played all the things through her mind that she had learned from her father. He had an Onix once, and said you had to aim for the joints. "LARIAT! JUST ATTACK! GO FOR THE JOINTS AND WORRY ABOUT GETTING THAT ONIX OFF OF YOU FIRST!"

    Looking to Azreal, she furrowed her brow. "I don't want Bane getting hurt. If he's not used to fighting hard skinned, physical based opponents like this, return him. I grew up in the mines and fleshy Pokemon tended to get hurt more than the hard skinned ones. Common sense. I'm not underestimating him, I'm just suggesting." Ylva knew that he had the type advantage, but she didn't know if Bane had any experience with rock or ground type Pokemon, and it worried her. She was just concerned and wanted to pose that option out for Azreal.

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Word Count: 450
Notes: There need to be more Special based attacks for Steel types. Get to it Game Freak.

[Azreal Sinbad]

He made it to the top safely, thanks to Ylva's help. When he offered her water, she seemed to have brought some of her own. He smiled at her in response and drank his canteen of water. Ah, how fresh the water was. He looked at the Pokemon and then Ylva's response to the Pokemon. He chuckled a little. "Well, I know Bane has never been good on first impressions, unlike Fins. Fins seems to make everyone smile, I've noticed." He laughs a bit, just thinking of Fins antics. "But he's still a baby: if would be dangerous to have him out when we're rock-climbing. Cause I know he would want me to hold him or carry him, and that would add a lot of weight." He laughed again, thinking about it.

To Bane, he had noticed that the Aggron was not exactly impressed. But Bane didn't care if the other was impressed or not. He was doing what a good Pokemon should: protect his master. But then the Lariat let out a loud noise, and soon a Flash Cannon was shot towards the Onix. Seeing that there was still a Golem there, Bane's fur bristled. Before the Golem could have a chance to attack, Bane's tail grew blue and he charged the Golem, giving it the Aqua Tail attack. Bane shifted his weight as his tail impacted the Golem, sending the ground type Pokemon rolling a few feet away. He kept on the look for other Pokemon, seeing Geodudes start to surround him.

Azreal looked at the situation, seeing that Bane was getting surrounded. It didn't help that Ylva's Lariat was being attacked! "Bane! Use Razor Shell, but stay away from Lariat when you do!" Azreal would watch as his Bane would take on of the swords from his legs and begin to Razor Shell the Geodudes. They would fall, with Azreal warning Bane when he though Bane was too close to the Aggron. Once the Geodudes were down, Azreal looked at the situation. He looked at Ylva when he heard her speak, saying that if Bane wasn't used to a physical fight to return him. Azreal did think about it, but when he did, he shook his head. "Me and Bane have had quite a few experiences. He can handle his own against these more physical Pokemon with his move-set. While he's not the fastest Pokemon, he can hold his own against others." He looked back at Lariat. "Is Lariat going to need help with that Onix? Cause I have an idea if he does. Bane! Use Swords Dance!" He shouted, watching his Pokemon obey with pumping up his attack.

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Word Count: 443
Tags: Ylva, Lariat
Notes: Rawr!

[Ylva Mandara]

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      With a quick nod, she looked Azreal in the eyes. "Yea. Lariat has been in situations much worse than this. Just... you watch your Pokemon, we can't afford an serious injury all the way out here." Contrary to her own words though, she began to work at her climbing gear, eventually pulling one end of the rope free. She took Azreal's off and anchored it to the ground so he could have free lance up and down the cliff without her. It was stupid, but she couldn't battle like this, she needed to be on the same level as Lariat so they wouldn't have to focus so much on yelling back and forth such a distance.

    Ylva's knuckles tightened her gloves as she clenched her fists. Her teeth were grinding and all at once she detached herself from Azreal and took off down the rock face, bare handed with leaps and bounds... probably one of the dumbest things she had done in a long time. But that was Ylva, she took stupid risks to do what needed to be done. On the landing, she twisted her ankle some but ignored the pain for the sake of her companion. "That's it Lariat! Roll! Stretch and finish that Onix off with a to Hyper Beam to take it's ugly face off!"

    Lariat followed her command and as soon as he got to where he wouldn't harm Azreal on the cliff face or Bane next to him, he charged a Hyper Beam and let it loose on the Onix, effectively blasting it to the ground.
    Hyper Beam. It was a move learned in the mining town during a last ditch attempt to help ward off threatening Pokemon. The move imprinted onto Lariat after Stal used it to effectively knock down another Steelix.
    Standing on his own two legs, he gave Ylva a nod, letting his human know that he was OK and ready to charge down these fools.

    "Let's finish that Onix off and get to the others! Finish him with Giga Impact and move on!" Ylva watched with her adrenaline rushing as Lariat mustered the strength after that Hyper Beam to rush forward and knock him off a cliff edge. "Good boy! Know start using Strength and knock around those other Pokemon with Bane!" A smile took over her face to watch Lariat work so hard. And it pleased her to watch him rush to the aid of Azreal's Pokemon, and effectively launch a diving Vullaby with an Iron Tail.

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Word Count: 418
Notes: Lariat is being Epic. Ylva Sprained her ankle and there are a few Pokemon left.

[Azreal Sinbad]

Azreal listened to Ylva's response, nodding and making sure that Bane was going to be alright. She was right about a serious injury, and he watched his Pokemon, calling out another Swords Dance. However, he didn't notice what Ylva was doing. It was when he noticed that Ylva had jumped that he had noticed what she was doing. "Ylva!" He called to her, a bit worried. He watched her land, but the landing looked a bit...funny. Maybe it was because he wouldn't do something like that...but he had a bad feeling in his gut. He was about to head down from the mountain when he saw Lariat start to use Hyper Beam. He stayed where he was to make sure he wasn't hit, and it seemed like the Hyper Beam was over soon. Worried about Ylva and his Pokemon, he started to climb down from the cliff using the gear he still had one. He was about to climb down to the ground safely, but once he was on the ground, it seemed like there were Pokemon everywhere. He went to Ylva's side while looking at Bane. "Bane! You've got more than enough attack from the Swords. Start wiping them out with Hydro Pump and Razor Shell, but keep a distance from Lariat! We don't want to give him backlash, got it?" He could tell Bane could understand by the bark he heard. He would focus on Ylva, but now, they were surrounded and the best chance was to eliminate the other Pokemon.

Bane felt his attack raise again, and he was more than ready for battle. The other Pokemon tried to Rock Throw him, but Bane was smart. Even if he got hit once of twice, they were going to get payback! Listening to the Master's words, he used whatever he could of his Razor Shell move before switching to Hydro Pump. He kept many at bay, most fainting from just one attack. But now, Lariat was back in business, so the other Pokemon would either start running or faint.

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Word Count: 346
Tags: Ylva, Lariat
Notes: LARIAT AND BANE ROCK THE HOUSE

[Ylva Mandara]

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    Sweat started to roll down Ylva's temples and she let out a heavy sigh. Looking to her side, she nodded to Azreal, hiding any evident pain, although.. her boot would have to come off. Her injury would cause to much swelling and it would be dangerous to let it swell in her hiking boot, especially this far away from the main campus, she could lose circulation to her foot. "Glad to see you made it down OK. Sorry to bail on you like that." Looking to Lariat, she smiled again. "Yep.. there they go."

    Lariat was swinging and knocking down any Pokemon dumb enough to step up to him. Eventually, the ones to weak to battle or to frightened ran away. "THAT'S RIGHT! RUN!" Echoed the massive roar. He shook his self some and looked towards bane. "Good show water fluff." He chuckled some and walked over to his master, grumbling some. Lariat immediately picked up on her pain and gave her a rough look.

    "Fine. Busted.. I sprained my ankle and...." Stopping, she looked towards the higher area of the mountain range, her eyes full of wariness. "We gotta go.. we're getting warnings from another Aggron and he wants us gone and going. If it sees us, it'll wreck us and continue to stomp us until we just become memories..." Shaking her head some she sighed. "Everything will be alright. More than likely, it won't bother us again unless Lariat makes another loud, threatening noise. There's a big chance that the other Aggron just feels that his territory is threatened.."
    Grunting, Ylva pulled her right foot out from underneath her and began tugging at the laces. Removing the hiking boot, she flinched from the pain. Her ankle was swollen and purple, definitely twisted, if not broken. "We gotta get off this mountain." Stated simply, the girl tried her darnedest to get up on both feet.

    Lariat gave a disgruntled cry, softly, and nudged Ylva. "I'll carry you and Azreal down the mountain, both of you get on. Now."

    Ylva turned her head towards the water type trainer and nodded. "Lariat is gonna carry us down the mountain side. Bane best be returned to his ball. In case of a rock slide. I... it's up to you what you want to do." With that, she reached forward and started pulling herself onto her Aggron, who was now on all fours.

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Word Count: 402
Notes: Of course they do. It's an Aggron and Samurott, best tag team ever.

[Azreal Sinbad]

When Azreal was finally next to Ylva, she apologized to him for bailing. "Listen, did you land alright? I watched you land and it...looked a bit funny. Did you get hurt?" He asked her, slightly concerned. He hoped that he would get an answer, but he directed his attention back towards the Pokemon fighting. He didn't want Bane to get seriously hurt, because Ylva was right: a serious injury wouldn't benefit the two of them.

Bane watched as the other Pokemon started to faint or run away. They had succeeded! Bane gave a little huff, barking at the rest of them as they ran. "Don't go near Azreal again!" He barked to the running away Pokemon. He had gotten a few scratches and scrapes, but lucky, they didn't use many attacks other than their rock attacks. Which, more often then not, proved to be useless in taking him down. He shook his fur a bit before looking at the Lariat. "I consider you a good ally...for now." He said as he looked to the Lariat.He went back to Azreal, receiving a good pat on the head. He watched as Azreal reached in a gave him some fresh Pokemon snacks, and Bane began to devour them wholeheartedly. He was hungry after all that fighting.

Azreal looked at Ylva, and she told them that she sprained her ankle, but she seemed preoccupied with something else. It explained why she looked like she landed funny. Apparently, another Aggron was going to have their hide of they didn't leave the mountain soon. She went on to say the other Aggron probably felt threathened, but Azreal wasn't really paying attention to what she said. No, he actually looked at her ankle. When she took her right foot out of the hiking boot, it looked swollen and purple. She was struggling to get on two feet. He looked at her, before an idea came to mind. In a quick motion, he put his arm under her knees and his other arm behind her back. "Here. Really can't have you walking around with the ankle: you'll only make it worse." She was a bit heavy, but not in the way he thought. "Do you object to me carrying you like this?"

She then told him to put Bane away in the Pokeball. Azreal nodded. "Bane! Return!" Bane barked and went into his Pokeball at Azreal's hip. Azreal would then get onto the Aggron, still holding Ylva the same way unless she asked him to let her down. "Now, we've gotta keep your foot elevated. Otherwise, it will only get worse."

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Word Count: 443
Tags: Ylva, Lariat
Notes: He carries her bridal style

[Ylva Mandara]

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    Ylva's breathing slowed down some and sweat poured down her brow. When she was lifted though, she made a small noise and took a deep breath. "I don't want you to get pinched by Lariat's armor plating." Adjusting herself, Ylva placed both her feet up by his front shoulders and leaned back, using her hands behind her to grab onto the plating. "Just don't let him pinch you in any uncomfortable place." With a heavy sigh, Ylva didn't let any signs of discomfort or pain show through.

Lariat didn't really feel anything from the Samurott's words, but that may have been because his master was injured. When they both climbed onto his back, he got ready to move, and when he saw Ylva in her usual place, he began to walk along, on all fours. "Are you OK Ylva?"

    Ylva tilted her head at the loud Pokemon and smiled. "Yea. Just keep on going buddy. I'm sure you smell the other Aggron.. as well as hear him."

    "Yea. Just make sure that human doesn't grab any of my joints."

    "I know, I'm not gonna let him get hurt on you."

    "That's what you said when Bradley was on me as a Larion."
   
    "He was a boy, you were a Lairon and I was a kid. Ok? I didn't know that would happen!"

    "Oh. Right. Whatever."

    With a gruff kick with her good foot, she made her Aggron laugh, as well as herself. "Stop being such a butt head."

    "Only when you admit you're wrong."

    "Never."

    Both of them wound up laughing while going down the mountainside, eventually, she turned to Azreal and let out a heavy sigh. "Welp.. it's gonna be a while.. you alright?"

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Word Count: 287

Notes: Lariat and Ylva banter