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- #41
"It looks like it," he would sign and smile when Oliver stated the Aron was getting better. "He's one little bruiser... Hey! Maybe that will be his name!" An even wider grin at the thought, before he nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine, just hit my ass a little hard." He continued to rub at it as he stood, just in time for a small group of Nauwillian Weedle to burst forth from the undergrowth.
There was a wheezy groan from him as he started to ready, but with Mothra getting over run, and his Aron already having taken some hits, Max figured it was best to skedaddle. Besides, Oliver was already running! With a heavy humph of noise, Max lurched forward to grab the Aron as it attempted to take on the new surge of Poke'mon.
Morgana and Magnus barked threateningly as they kept on his heels, hoping to keep the little bugs off of him as they turned and ran. Max was barely able to keep up with Oliver, lugging such a tiny and fiesty ball of iron. Whom seemed to settle down soon enough after kicking Max in the jaw and eliciting a pained sound from him, moments before Max decided to just recall him to the Poke' Ball.
There was a wheezy groan from him as he started to ready, but with Mothra getting over run, and his Aron already having taken some hits, Max figured it was best to skedaddle. Besides, Oliver was already running! With a heavy humph of noise, Max lurched forward to grab the Aron as it attempted to take on the new surge of Poke'mon.
Morgana and Magnus barked threateningly as they kept on his heels, hoping to keep the little bugs off of him as they turned and ran. Max was barely able to keep up with Oliver, lugging such a tiny and fiesty ball of iron. Whom seemed to settle down soon enough after kicking Max in the jaw and eliciting a pained sound from him, moments before Max decided to just recall him to the Poke' Ball.