A…Delibird? Appeared before her with a bright smile on her face. Dasha’s eyebrow raised, but she wouldn’t back up as it came forward. The bird seemed to be fishing around for something in its bag before! Ah yes! Here it was just for her! Fishing out several Pokeballs, it held them forward towards her. Dasha stared for a moment before slowly bending down. O-oh? “Thank you?” The Delibird gave a quick nod and a salute and went out of the room and she guessed onwards. Dasha was left crouching there for a few seconds confused as to what happened. Well? Well then. She guessed she’d.. just bag these treasures and go on.

The sound of Fletch’s voice hitting the air would have Dasha standing upright again. “Fletch?” How had he gone beyond her sights? Turning out of the hallway and climbing the stairs, she would find him amidst another battle. A Beedrill was buzzing and swiping with Pin Missiles and Twin Needles. The Fletchinder was circling around avoiding everything with Acrobatics. “Sword Dance then Flame Charge!” Dasha called. The Fletchinder flew back a ways away from the Beedrill, taking a couple of attacks in order to finish a Swoord Dance before rushing fiercely at the Bedrill again with fire on his wings. It struck and hit hard, too hard, fainting the Bedrill immediately. Dasha exhaled a little weaker but gave a nod. “Good work, Fletch.”

Unfortnunately right after, the bird would be smacked sideways by a sharp Knock Off causing him to yelp and fall. Dasha was quick to catch him but turned her attention to the more subtle aspect in the room: a Tangrowth that seemed less than enthused to see her. Ugh, Fletch didn’t have enough strength to keep up this battle. Dasha knew that. Flicking out a pair of Pokeballs, she released her Salandit and a Charmander. “Flame Burst and Flamethrower!” She called. Both were quick to do just that hitting the Tangrowth several times. The irritated Grass type tried to drain the energy of the closest Pokemon, but they were all made of fire. It didn’t work too well. Another round of fire attacks, and he was fainted as well.

Dasha exhaled slowly, thankful Fletch had been able to take care of everything. The Fletchinder cried out several times in jubilation only then to glow suddenly bright white. Dasha’s eyes flashed upwards to him as he expanded and grew larger than a regular Talonflame before bursting from said light. O-oh, oh wow. It had been a long time coming, but here he was truly. Her little bird had finished the last stage of his development and finally become a force to be reckoned with.

Dasha’s hands shifted, hesitating briefly before she reached out to pet him. The Talonflame was quick to lean into her touch, however, still cooing as if he were small. “Congrats, dear,” Dasha hummed softly back. “You worked really hard.” Worked passed all the trauma with the Genesect as well. Pokemon were such resilient creatures. Incredibly resilient. “Thank you…” she finally spoke right after. The bird preened a bit and snuggled against her briefly. He liked this a lot. She’d pet him some more, sit down and rest for a while before returning him and her Salandit and continuing on thereafter.

Up the next flight of stairs and yet another, and she would find herself on the top floor right before the roof. It was an open concept room where… a Mienshao and a Medicham seemed to be playing cards? They’d look up on noticing her causing her to freeze, her hand at a Pokeball, before they lowered their vision agaian and seemed to keep playing. Dasha sighed and was about to climb the rest of the way up till another thought came to her.

“Would you mind if we battled?” she asked approaching them. “I need to train some Pokemon.” The Mienshao raised an eyebrow but was the first to get up and dusting herself off. The Medicham followed shortly after. Dasha gave a nod and released her Swablu. The Mienshao raised an eyebrow and spoke with the Medicham briefly before coming forward. They wouldn’t attack together if this was one on one. The Swablu, however, was already readying herself with a Cotton Guard.

As the Mienfoo came forward with a Drain Punch, she withstood it well. “Moonblast!” came the counter. In a whip of power the Swablu knocked the Mienshao back hard and fast. The latter managed to hop back up and dust herself off but was severely injured from such a heavy attack first. Whipping up another Drain Punch to steal some energy back, the Mienshao was met with yet another Cotton Guard raising the defenses even higher. Whipping out another Moonblast, the Swablu fainted the Mienshao sending her crashing back.

The Medicham frowned but was the next to step forward, unwilling to be messed with tatic wise. She formed Lightning in one hand and swung it hard at the Swablu, causing the latter to yelp in pain and hit the ground from the paralytic sensation. “Cloudy?!” The Swablu was alright, however, and quick enough pushed herself back up. Dasha’s teeth grit, but she was not done. “Moonblast,” ah yeah there it was, sweeping around and hitting the Medicham as hard if not harder than it had hit the Mineshao. She withstood it but was not ready for yet another round of it. Defeating both, Dasha exhaled. “Thanks you two, good work Cloud.”