Masochist

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[Energy: 16 - 5 (Entrance Cost) = 11]

Yesterday had been an exhausting day for Pilot. For hours, he was in the air, refining his flight skills, practicing everything from aileron rolls to dive bombs. During this prolonged training session, he was abruptly interrupted by a Charmander, with whom he ended up getting in an all-out brawl with. The two had probably beaten each other to within an inch of their lives. The Taillow had aches and pains all over his body, particularly in his wings. For the first time in a while, the bird felt compelled to stay on the ground. Any sane Pokemon would've taken the day off to recuperate.

So why had he come to Pecha Forest, an area known for training? Perhaps he was a masochist, or maybe he just really wanted to get into Grassveil's guild. Probably a little of both. There was something about going into a dungeon while injured that enticed the bird. He knew that it was dangerous, but if he couldn't handle the "Rookie Dungeon", he certainly wouldn't be able to become part of the guild.

Another reason he had come was to find a partner. While he had already found a potential partner, Pilot wasn't convinced that the Charmander was right for him. Sure, the fiery lizard had put up a great fight, but his hot-headed attitude seemed unappealing. Another option would be nice. If this dungeon was known for being a starting point for newcomers, Pilot had no doubts in his mind that he would find someone else who didn't belong to a team yet.

Stinger just shook his head as he observed his reckless 'partner' charging head-first into the Exeggcute. One should know better than just rushing someone, especially after the first charge ended in a not-so pleasant "boom".

Making his way up to the Bird Pokemon, he cleared his throat to gain his attention. "Unless you have a Pecha Berry in that pocket of yours, I recommend we leave this forest for now and return later..."

Pilot opened up his beak to try to protest, but simply coughed when he attempted to respond. Lowering his head in defeat, the bird knew that his day of exploration had been cut short. He had to return to Grassveil to buy a Pecha Berry, which was quite an embarrassing prospect for him. Such a prideful Pokemon, and yet, his entire day had been ruined by some dumb Exeggcute. Had he learned his lesson? Probably not.

As he dragged himself through the forest to leave with Stinger, Pilot began to feel weaker. Was he even going to make it without passing out? He sure hoped so. Looking so weak in front of a potential partner was embarrassing, sure, but he was almost completely sure that he was joining that hotheaded Charmander's team. As long as Hidon didn't find out that he had been downed by an assembly of eggs, it wouldn't be much of an issue...

OOC:

Stinger eyed his partner carefully while also keeping his eyes on the surroundings, couldn't be too sure that everything is safe now, could he? He could see how the Taillow, despite his "Guts", was growing weaker by the minute. Mentally, he was shaking his head, he had to learn the hard way that it isn't the best way to always charging head-first into everyone and everything.

As they came to the exit of the forest, he chuckled a bit. "Well, seems like we reached the exit. Just a few hops more and we're back in Grassveil...after that, I'm not sure. I suppose after some rest we might just return for more training or we could find a different place...if you're okay with that."

OOC: I suppose, nothing left really for us to do here. And sorry for being kinda inactive. I missed your posts and only saw the pm's you sent me