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Secret training time

Who: Raz and you!
What: A different kind of training
When: Early morning
Where: Sheercliff, town outskirts

Waking up early was never a problem for Raz. What was difficult was trying to find a quiet place in Sheercliff when ever square feet of seemed to be devoted to martial arts training. The fledgling RTF member was interested in another kind of training however. After some searching and sneaking around, he found a spot that seemed just right. He sat down on a large rock and picked up a few pebbles. Today was the day he was going to get this.

Raz tossed a stone into the air and just when it was about land back into his open palm, the rock stopped in mid-air. "Hey, maybe I got it this time." He wiggled his fingers and sent the rock back up into the air, as well as another one, this one a little bigger than the earlier one. "Yes!"

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Now, where was that boy...

Sheik was frowning as he made his way through Sheercliff. He, too, had risen early - training was important, particularly given the events of only recently. He had been intending to speak with Raz, work out ways they could keep contact with each other and the RTF if this happened again.

Shadow and Dusk at his heels (and a good deal more relaxed around each other), he turned a corner - then stopped short, staring in astonishment. Well. That, it seemed, was probably a useful talent.

Should Raz have happened to turn his head, he'd find his partner leaning against a rocky wall, watching in fascination.

Raz didn't even hear Sheik and his pokemon arrive since he was rather engrossed with his training. He managed to get a third stone thrown in and was trying to juggle them with telekinesis. Just when he was about to add one more, his hold over the rocks failed and they fell on his head one by one.

"Ow..." he said. Even with the hat and goggles, they still managed to hurt. It was then he turned around. "Oh hey, Sheik. What's up?"

Sheik raised an eyebrow. "Well, the stones were, a moment ago," he said dryly, then stepped closer. "I didn't know you had psychic abilities."

Wouldn't that be something to tell someone you worked with?

"Y-yeah, well...back where I'm from psychics weren't taken too well. Besides, I don't think the locals would appreciate seeing them since this is a fighting-type town." Raz saw them, especially the students from the dojos, give any trainer with a psychic pokemon out a disapproving look.

"I was going to tell you at some point though. My skills still need work though."

"They look quite good," Sheik shrugged, glancing down at Shadow and Dusk (watching Raz curiously). "And it seems I have the opposite problem - Dark types do not perform well against Fighting types."

And as for the part about psychics not being taken too well... "My closest friend growing up is psychic," he admitted, "Precognitive. She was raising an Abra when we parted."

"Uh, thanks, Sheik. The funny thing is that I don't have any psychic pokemon on me and everyone just makes that assumption. Though if they found out I had a normal type..."

He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "She's lucky she didn't have live with my family. He hates psychics since they cursed his family and now everyone in the family is cursed to die in water." Another thing he forgot to bring up.

Yes, that may have helped. Sheik's eyebrows went skyward. "We shall have to keep you away from it, then," he murmured, a faint frown on his face.

A curse to die in water? That sounded... unpleasant.

"I have considered looking for a Psychic type myself," he added finally, "My team is... very one-sided. Two Dark-types -" He gestured at the two beside him, and Dusk yawned even as Shadow settled against his feet - "A Dark-Fire, a Grass, an Ice-Ground, and an Electric. It would be good if we could have more than six." A faint crooked smile - he didn't particularly want to get rid of any of them. But he had so many darks...

Raz was honestly going to tell Sheik but then things happened. Mostly the pokemon/trainer bodyswap and training, but he did intend on telling his partner soon.

"We should both get one. I only have a normal type and a fire type on me, so I have some catching up to do myself." He had no intention on giving rid of Aipom and Ponyta since they were circus buddies and most likely were just going to find their way back to him anyway.

"Mm, we should," he murmured, although that did leave the troubling question of who he'd swap out. Shadow, Leaf, and Dusk he'd keep for sure, but even so, the idea of parting with Pup, Bacon, or Biri was a tricky one.

Perhaps he could rotate his team as necessary...

"I don't believe there are many Psychic types to be found around here, though," he sighed. "It's a pity - they would be handy for the gym here."

"Yeah, I can imagine that. Funny thing is, I never owned a psychic pokemon. I know other circuses use them, but we never did." That was probably another reason why the RTF appealed to him. Sure he could travel the world already due to the family business, but he thought he was destined for greater things beyond trapeze and tightropes.

"Heh. That would be too easy...though I think you could catch Meditites on the way up here from Quakesburg."

"True... that's a duel-type with Fighting, isn't it?" As he spoke, Sheik flipped through the notebook he had started keeping - while most favoured a proper Pokedex, he did tend to prefer the reliability of his notebook. "Perhaps we could take a trip back down the route and see if we can find any."

"Oh yeah, I remember reading about that." He had a book back in the circus that detailed pokemon since he never owned a Pokedex. He did want to learn some more about them, especially the psychic types, so maybe he could request one from the RTF higher ups.

"Sounds like a plan, but we should let the guys at the kiosk know before we go. I'm sure they'd appreciate someone to watch the routes as well in case Team Rocket shows up again."

"Indeed," he remarked dryly, reaching down to stroke Dusk's head. She made a content sound, butting against his side. "Did you get caught up in that mess?"

"The whole trainers got swapped with their pokemon?" He shook his head. "I didn't participate in the tournament, so I didn't deal with that. So I gotta ask, what's it like being a pokemon?"

[ooc: sorry for the late reply. Working the entire weekend. ;;]

"Being a Pokemon?" Sheik echoed, glancing down at Dusk. Well, if nothing else, he had first-hand experience in just what she was capable off. "Peculiar. My body refused to operate the way I was used to - and there's such strength in them."

Dusk, as if knowing she was being talked about, settled down and folded her paws, looking almost pleased. Behind Sheik, if it had been at all possible, Shadow would have rolled his eyes.

((OOC: S'alright :) You got me JUST before bed!))

"Well, at least everything went back to normal in the end. I wonder how that happened?" Ah, the mysteries of Pokemon. There was probably some technobabble to explain it, but it's not the same as experiencing it.

"Interesting. I wonder what would've happened if say Aipom and I swapped bodies?" He tossed Aipom's pokeball in the air and caught it.

"You'd have to work out how to use a tail, I suppose," Sheik suggested dryly, "Learning to walk on four legs was hard enough."

Still, it probably beat turning into a Gible. That would be new.

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