What!? No Type Advantages!?

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Acro was soon to the entrance of the forest, he had already picked the job and was eager to meet the bully. This mission only required that he never use wing attack. Which was okay with him, he still had Quick Attack, Leer, and Steel Wing.

George threw a rock at the Tranquill. A rock... That's the best I could come up with?! Well it'll work for now! George kept distracting the Tranquill until Acro could attack.

The Tranquill dodged the rock and laughed, it kept laughing until a certain archen smashed into it's back with a Steel Wing. The bird screeched in surprise, the two fell to the ground and stirred up dirt. When the dust cleared, the tranquill was once again defeated. Acro turned to George and said, "Maybe we should use the environment to our advantage more often..."

* Sarcastically* "No. It's not like I trapped a deerling and a pidgey under a tree or anything." George laughed a little. "Well then, hopefully the tranquill won't attack us again..."

From elsewhere in the forest, a Snivy groaned out loud.

"How did I manage to make my way back into these woods again?" he crossed his small arms, "It's such a waste of time..."
From a distance, the Snviy could hear a screeching noise of some sort, he almost immediately perked up, "Maybe this won't be such a waste after all..." he muttered to himself as he tried to locate the source of the noise.

Acro smiled sheepishly, he hadn't really remembered that. He then noticed something about the battle, "Is it just me, or was that a little easier than last time, even though the tranquil is stronger?" he asked. Suddenly he smelled another pokemon, but it wasn't like the scents of the pokemon that lived here, it was different, "Whats that I smell?" he asked,

"I'm not sure what pokemon that is... But I guess we also got stronger, maybe more than the Tranquill." George looked around for the other pokemon.

From the position the Snivy was standing, he could barely hear talking beyond a few bushes.
"Whatever it is, apparently it's not feral Pokemon..." he thought to himself, before stopping. He turned back to realize his cape on caught on a branch. Rolling his eyes, the Snivy yanked the cape off of the branch, making some rustling noises in the process.

Acro stared at the direction of the noise, "Who's there?" he called. He was cautious in case the pokemon was savage. He backed up a tad bit, just in case they had to run, can never be to careful! he thought especially when in someplace like this. Why do pokemon attack others anyways? At least the Tranquill had a reason and was a tiny bit more polite about it.

"I'm gonna check that out, if you hear a sonic boom come and help..." George said as he approached the bushes. "Hello?" if I get knocked out because of this... I don't really know who to blame then...

The Snivy could suddenly hear voices calling out, and not seeing anyone else in his general area, he could only assume they noticed him as well.
"Hello? I'm pretty sure you're calling for me." he walked past a couple of bushes, only to see a Buizel about to enter the same bushes.
"Oh..." he said quietly, before quickly recomposing himself, "Are you the one calling for me?"

Acro had instead scaled the trees again and watched from above. He noticed the Snivy before George did, he positioned himself so that he was above the snivy in case it was wild. Sure it could talk, but so could the deerling and pidgey and they didn't turn out so nice. Acro felt more at home in the trees. It reminded him of home, he shook the thoughts out of his mind, Now is not the time for that he growled to himself. He awaited George's reaction to the snivy.

George stopped. "Yeah, I'm a friend. Actually other pokemon most likely said that and still attacked you. Anyways, yeah I was calling for you." Well that wasn't the best thing to say.

The Snivy looked around the Buizel, only to find nothing of interest.
"Hmm, I came over because I heard a battle of some sort going on." he shrugged, "But I can only assume you took care of that problem yourself. What a shame, that would make this place not as boring..."

Acro stepped on the wrong branch, it snapped and fell, he was able to leap back enough to avoid falling. He had caused a shower of leaves to fall around the left of the two. He fought to keep his balance but ended upside-down on the branch clinging by a single foot.

George looked up. "Acro, it's fine now. You practically stayed up there for nothing." George Suppressed a smile. "But anyways, yeah we did take care of the Tranquill for the second time." George sighed "What have these pokemon come to. We all used to be a well community..."