Knowing which PokéGirl he was going to use, Ranma took the correct sphere off from his PokéBelt. Holding it back, the pigtailed Tamer threw it forward with a shout of, “Sheila! I Screw You!”
As to be expected, the spinning red and white sphere opened up, releasing the light containing the physical form of the PokéGirl in the form of digital code. The light solidified into a red haze before taking form of the short ring-patterned cat-type. The girl seemed to be ready to fight, as if having expected this...
Then again, she was one of the two PokéGirls who pushed Ranma and Ace into having a PokéBattle in the first place.
“You ready Sheila?” Ranma asked, seeing how his PokéGirl was practically jogging in place. If one got too focused on a fight, it could have consequences of its own during battle.
Turning back to look at her master, Sheila nodded her head firmly. “Yes, Master! Just tell me what to do and I’ll give it my best!”
Ranma nodded his head to that. At least she had the energy right now to use.
His fingers trailing over his last two PokéBalls, Ace considered if he wanted to use his best girl right now and try to take down the Shaguar in one shot, or if he should try and beat her with his other one.
Considering this, Ace decided to go with his lesser PokéGirl right now. She might not have been powerful, but she had more than a few techniques that would let her win this if he used her correctly.
With his decision made, Ace took the PokéBall in hand, throwing it to the center of the arena with a shout of, “Skippy! I Screw You!”
The red and white sphere was tossed high into the air when it opened, releasing a flash of red light which formed into a thick concentration of haze. The haze solidified, taking the form of a fair-skilled freckled blonde girl with her hair done back in a ponytail. On place of arms, she had wings, which she flapped to stay up in the air. Her arms were covered in a fine plumage of white feathers that seemed to look brighter against the rest of the PokéGirl’s bright pink pilot outfit.
Looking up at the airborne PokéGirl, Ranma nodded his head. He’d been expecting this, and decided to go with a PokéGirl he knew wouldn’t be pressured or at a disadvantage from a Flying-type. It’s what made him choose Sheila. First and foremost, she was an Ice-type, and because of her sub-type of Cat, she had a natural advantage against Bird-type PokéGirls.
However, as Ranma was sizing up the other PokéGirl, Ace took advantage of the other Tamer’s inaction. “Skippy!” He shouted out in a commanding voice to his avian PokéGirl. “Sing!”
Nodding her head, the Love Dove continued to flap her wings staying in the air. Yet she opened her mouth and started singing, her voice carrying a melodious tone with it that had a very soothing effect.
Hearing the singing of the other PokéGirl, Sheila blinked her eyes once, twice. She brought a hand up to rub her eyes with the back of her hand. She was feeling so sleepy all of a sudden...
“SHEILA!” Ranma shouted as he saw the PokéGirl’s body start to slump slightly. “WAKE UP!”
Her eyes snapping wide open, Sheila stood at attention. She saw her opponent in the air, and still singing. Without waiting for her master’s commands, the Shaguar snapped into action. Thrusting both hands out, she struck with a beam of frozen cold.
Seeing the sparkling attack of ice particles rising up towards his Love Dove, Ace commanded, “Skippy! Evade!”
The winged woman stopped her singing as soon as she heard the command and gave a firm flap of her wings, raising up and letting the Blizzard Beam pass harmlessly beneath her.
Seeing that once again, his opponent was having his PokéGirl use flight to her advantage, Ranma gave Sheila the command of, “Sheila! Blizzard Beam and aim high!”
“Oh no you don’t! Don’t you dare spam such an obvious tactic!” Ace shouted, realizing that Sextome was setting up to have Sheila do what the Amazonchan had done before to his Charlie Angel. “Skippy! Feather Blizzard before it’s too late!”
The winged girl did as commanded, flapping her wings with such intensity as to not only raise herself higher into the air, but to shake all her loose feathers free. The numerous white loose feathers were blown straight into the Shaguar.
Sheila grit her teeth and rose her arms up to cover her face, lest she be blinded by the numerous feathers.
Ranma frowned at that and looked across at the other Tamer. “Oh gee! And who’s the one spamming techniques now?” Considering what his PokéGirl was capable of, a small smile came to the pigtailed Tamer’s lips. “Sheila! Snow Storm!”
At the command, Sheila’s eyes snapped open as her body began to glow with an icy-blue aura. The shimmering began to intensify as a wind started to pick up from out of nowhere, blowing with such freezing might that not only were the feathers blown back, but frozen over.
“Damn it!” Ace cursed as he rose his arms up to his face to abate the freezing wind. He was glad he was wearing thick clothing to begin with; this was cold!
Ranma smiled as he saw that the Love Dove was being weight down with frost that kept on piling up. “That’s it, Sheila! Keep it up!”
Hearing her master’s praise, Sheila kept concentrating on the technique, her aura shimmering brighter. In response, the wind seemed to pick up as the temperature dropped. The frost became larger, like thick snowflakes that battered throughout the PokéBattle Arena.
Letting out a screech, the Love Dove fell to the ground, wrapping her wings around herself as she was being frozen.
“Damn it!” Ace shouted again. “Stop being so-”
“You call me cheap again, and I’m gonna have to turn the heat... DOWN!” Ranma shouted with some conviction. Okay, it was a bad pun, but it felt right.
“Damn you!” Ace shouted as he knew that Sextome was playing hardball with him now. He had to fight back. “Skippy! Try to repel with Typhoon!”
Nodding her head, the Love Dove began flapping her wings one after the other, the flapping picking up speed before the wind could physically be seen as a tight funnel of condensed wind. The funnel went opposite to the attack of the Shaguar, blowing the icy-cold wind back towards the other PokéGirl.
Ranma winced as the attack was sent back and he could feel the cold. Fortunately, since his PokéGirl was an Ice-type, it didn’t effect her in the slightest. In fact... was she grinning?
The pigtailed Tamer had to raise his arms to cover his face, but not to protect it from the freezing winds. Sheila was glowing brighter now as she was exposed to her own attack, the cold enhancing the Shaguar further.
Realizing the mistake of his tactics, Ace would have been sweating nervously if he weren’t so damn cold! “Sk-SKIPPY!” He shouted, trying to be heard about the winds. “Stop it, girl! STOP IT!”
Hearing her master’s command, the Love Dove stopped flapping her wings. The ponytailed blonde’s eyes widened in shock as she realized that the other girl was glowing with intense power. “Uh oh...”
Realizing he now had a distinct advantage, Ranma decided to capitalize on it! “Sheila!” He shouted his PokéGirl’s name to get her attention. “Ice Punch!”
Raising her right hand, Sheila brought it back into a fist. As she did that, all of the cold energy she’d been glowing with concentrated on her fist, covering it in a thick sheen of glowing ice. With a roar of might and anger, Sheila rocketed towards her opponent, fist first.
“Holy crap!” Ace shouted as he saw that the small-titted Shaguar was coming at his Love Dove with such vengeance. He knew his poor frozen over PokéGirl wouldn’t be able to evade that. “Meet her head on, Skippy! Flying Kick!”
Hearing her Tamer’s command, Skippy did just that. Jumping towards her oncoming opponent, the Love Dove lashed out with a kick to the Shaguar’s head.
Ranma and Ace could only watch as everything seemed to move in slow motion. The two PokéGirls connected their attacks to the other. The heel of the Love Dove’s foot firmly planted into the side of the head, but the Shaguar was retaliating by slamming her fist into the back of the offending leg.
And then it was obvious whose attack had aimed true. Even as it was obvious that Skippy’s kick had obviously hurt the Shaguar, it was the Love Dove that was the one screaming out in intense pain. Her body stiffened for a moment before a sheet of ice slowly appeared over the PokéGirl’s body.
Sheila withdrew her fist as she let her opponent fall to the ground, the Love Dove encased within a large solid sheet of ice, unable to move. She looked back to her Master and gave him a thumb-up.
Chuckling, Ranma couldn’t help but smile back. “Don’t get too cocky, Sheila!” He told her warningly. “You don’t know what else this guy’s got.”
“Damn it!” Ace cursed again. He’d been saying that A LOT during this whole match. That was his third girl, and he only had one more!
Fortunately, he knew he saved his best for last. Taking a PokéBall off his PokéBelt, Ace aimed it at the ice-encased Love Dove. “Skippy! Return!” He shouted, causing the activation of the PokéBall’s retrieval system. The right light shone through the lens of the PokéBall and straight towards the frozen PokéGirl. The PokéGirl, ice and all, destabilized into a red light which was sucked back into the red and white sphere.
Ranma nodded his head as he looked at Ace. “One more left, huh?”
Managing to smirk evilly, Ace said, “And wait until you see what I’ve got...” as he put Skippy’s PokéBall back into its spot on the PokéBelt, he then reached for another...
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Sawing a handsaw back and forth through a 2x4, Lendo Rivalsan was sweating bullets as he exerted himself. “Must... get... revenge... on... Sextome...”
“Must speak compound sentences is what you must do,” Ichikoo said as she sat off to the side in a lawn-chair. She brought the cup with her double-latté to her lips and took a sip.
Nodding her head, the Merrowl sitting in another lawn-chair to the Kunoichi’s left agreed. “Merrowl! That’s right.”
His left eyebrow, Lendo slowly looked over to the side where his two PokéGirls were relaxing. “Do you two mind?”
Shaking her head, Ichikoo said, “Not at all.”
“Grr...” Lendo sweat-dropped as he stared towards the two lazy bitches. “Mind giving me a hand?”
Placing her latté on a small table to her right, Ichikoo brought her hands up to politely clap. The Merrowl followed in kind and clapped as well.
“...” the sweat-drop on the side of Lendo’s head slowly slid down his head. “You realize if we’re to get my super-secret, super-sneaky, super-sexy, super-scheme underway, I’m gonna need some help here!”
“Hey, your plan, your work,” Ichikoo retorted before going back to drinking her latté double.
“...Bitch...” Lendo grumbled. He really needed to get more PokéGirls... he couldn’t do all the work himself!
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