[FIN] The GPS Lied...

[Gwennythe]

Though it probably hadn't seemed possible before, Henrietta looked even happier and more enthusiastic as, after watching Bro' float out, it seemed that Jerome agreed.
"Awesome! And that's a cool name!" She nodded, scrambling out of the car and then reached back in, across the seats, to carefully lift Gummy out. "Aw, you're all wet! Come on, we're gonna win a battle!" She told the Totodile as she turned and placed him on the ground.

"Well me and Gummy have been a team for months! We even went to competition in Kanto so we could totally beat you!" The purple-haired trainer 'boasted', taking what she thought was a 'challenge' kind of stance, and wearing a determined grin.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Once the girl was out of the car, Jerome moved to close it, glad that there was nothing in there for her to see that might give away what he was.
He didn't really seem as excited about a battle as she did. but he knew it couldn't hurt, It was really hard to dismiss her enthusiasm.

"Yeah? 'aight bring it then." He said, lifting a hand up in a gesture, toward him as Bro floated up next to his friend.
"Gar!" The Gengar didn't wait much time, not even waiting for a call from Jerome before he launched himself toward the Totodile, fists out.  

[Gwennythe]

"Wow!" Henrietta marveled at the fact that Bro' suddenly seemed to be attacking without a command given... Granted, Gummy /kind of/ did that, but it was never so... so... purposeful.
Her eyes lit up with enthusiasm- she'd have to ask about it- before she called to the Totodile.
"Gummy! Water Gun quick!" She knew he wasn't a pokémon that ever even seemed to want to dodge, and Water Gun was still her, and, she imagined, his, favourite attack.

The Totodile did stand his ground- it looked like he barely even knew he was in a battle. As Henrietta's voice reached him, however, his jaws opened suddenly, and a jet of water was delivered toward the approaching ghost, and whichever attack he was launching.  

[Blood_Goddess]

IT became clear very quickly that the Gengar was not following any sort of battle system usually used by the League. Jerome himself seemed content to stand back and watch, as if a friend just hanging back and watching his bud do his thing.

Bro' took the watergun in the face, throwing his arms up at the attack and letting out a startled grunt.
when the attack died down, the ghost type hovered in the air, dripping from his face with a half lidded exasperation on his features.
spitting water out of his mouth, and shaking his makeshift fur out, realigning the spikes along his ears he cackled, and reached back for a Brick Break on the smaller pokemon.  

[Gwennythe]

"WOW!" Henrietta let out, again, as the ghost seemed happy to take Gummy's attack square in the face. "C'mon Gummy, we can still win this! Y' got him right in the face there!" She called encouragement to her pokémon despite being impressed with the Gengar.
Of course, Gummy didn't seem worried, and certainly didn't seem to have the inclination to dodge as Bro' delivered the Brick Break attack.
It was the first time Henrietta had actually even seen the attack.
"Oh man..." She watched as Gummy stood still, for just a moment, after being hit, then decided to fall sideways, to the left, unable to battle.
"Wow... Uh! You did awesome Gummy! We'll totally win it next time! You rest a while!" The young trainer praised and encouraged, even as she withdrew the Totodile to his ball.

"Man, you're strong!" Though she'd just lost, and rather spectacularly, Henrietta didn't seem despondent, though a little concerned that Gummy was back in his ball; instead she seemed mostly slightly in awe of Bro'- and, she assumed, how Jerome had trained him.
"That was amazing! How'd ya get him to know what to do like that? Were you signalling him somehow? Did you memorize a routine? Oh man, you said you weren't even a trainer! C'mon, now, that was a total lie right? You two are awesome!" She chattered away, incredibly interested in the pair, even more, now, very impressed, but also determined.
"I've still got Winglet! I totally bet Winglet could beat you!" She told the Gengar, with bravado that was probably very misplaced after what had just happened.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Bro cackled when the smaller pokemon fell, his body rocking back and froth with his mirth, his eyes closing. Seemingly very pleased with himself.
Jerome however, seemed to be indifferent about the win, walking over with his eyes on the pokemon until he was recalled, then up at the trainer.
"Know how t'fight?" He asked at her question. "S'just somethin' ya pick up how t'do after a while I guess." He explained "Grow up in the hood, ya learn how to fight real quick. I ain't gatta tell Bro' s**t."

At the mention of a second pokemon the Gengar opened his eyes again, opening his arms and smacking his chest. yeah! Bring it!  

[Gwennythe]

"Wow..." Henrietta breathed for a moment. The 'hood' was something that seemed to get thrown around in the city sometimes- back home, in Goldenrod- but she'd never really gotten any idea of what it was about. Her life had been cozy, and somewhat boring, as far as she was concerned, until she was finally able to go out and see the world with Gummy.

"So you and Bro' grew up together? In the, uh, hood?! Man, you two are so cool! Do you think attacking like that is something I could teach Gummy? Or Winglet? Oh!" She grinned, plucking the Quick ball from her belt, at Bro's expression; she had no reservations about battling again; the Gengar was amazing to her, but despite the easy win he'd had, it didn't seem like her confidence was too shaken.
An instant later, the Zubat fluttered in the air, just ahead of her.
"C'mon Winglet! Gummy weakened him for you; that ghost's real tough but I know you can take totally take him!"  

[Blood_Goddess]

Jerome watched at the second pokemon was sent out to battle Bro again. eying it for a couple of seconds before glancing up toward his ghost 'C'mon man, chill out a bit on this one hn?" He muttered.
This girl seemed really new at this, and in the League kind of style, He had no reason to connect with her, other then be grateful that this was someone who would enjoy a happy and innocent life, unlike what he go.
A part of him understood that it was something he had no right being close to.

"F'ya want" He replied to her "Jus' keep doin' what her doin'. Ya stick with em long enough." He shrugged.

Bro, instead of attacking threw himself toward the Zubat, stopping just in front of her and grinning at her broadly with wide eyes. "GAR!"  

[Gwennythe]

If she'd caught what Jerome had muttered, she'd almost certainly have objected to it. Perhaps she'd even have been offended. In her mind, Winglet and herself were every bit as tough as Jerome and Bro'; they totally still had a shot at winning! The fact that Bro' was so tough just added appeal to battling him.

"Get him with a Supersonic first!" The trainer called, gleefully, to the little bat, still apparently totally enjoying herself.
She even let out a laugh at the ghost's antics, as he stopped short of attacking. "Hey, c'mon you, that's not an attack!" Unless it was an extremely weak version of 'Astonish', was a thought, locked to her, somewhere in her brain.

Ghost types. Uh. They were so hard to 'see'. Winglet had plenty of reservations about being sent out against a strong Gengar; number one being that her echoes found him as a kind of 'thick sludge' of air. Oh, she could /tell/ he was there, but ghosts were always so 'gloopy' and fuzzy-looking in her sound waves; they creeped her out a little.
She let out a small squeak of alarm as the... thing.. moved between waves and was suddenly a big soupy fog in front of her. Well! At.. At least that made the terrifying creature easier to aim her attack at, she supposed.  

[Blood_Goddess]

The Ghost didn't seem to be handling this at all like much of a fight, in fact he seemed more interested in taunting the pokemon rather than fighting it.
when he was hit with an attack though it knocked him back, and bounced him off the ground, causing Jerome to arch and eyebrow and glance behind him as the ghost gathered himself back up, clapping his hands together with a cackle then zipped back over toward the Zubat and taking a slap at her.  

[Gwennythe]

Well... That both had, and hadn't, had quite the effect that Winglet had wanted at all. The ghost had been sent off away, but he didn't look very confused- could ghosts even be confused? She wondered what her trainer was up to... She must have gotten them into another ridiculously one-sided fight...

Winglet squeaked in alarm, again, as suddenly she was buffeted by something cold and foggy- the 'fuzzy-sludge-air' of ghost zipping right back to her and slapping her out of the air! With the suddenly 'solid' arm... Ghosts were so bewildering and this one wasn't fighting like a trainer pokémon at all! In face... This was /almost/ like a wild pokémon, just more... More refined maybe? She wasn't sure.
The bat listened, and tried to carry out her next attack, anyway as Henrietta called out to her.

"Wow! This guy's really smart! You can /still/ take him though, Winglet! C'mon! Try Astonish!"

Astonish?! Right. Fine. The bat heaved a squeaking-sigh, and launched herself toward the ghost, trying to impress it? Scare it? Whatever astonish could possibly do here, she wasn't sure, but that's what Hen' had asked for...  

[Blood_Goddess]

A Zubat struck Bro' causing him to grunt and bounce backwards, frowning and folding his hands over his chest where he was hit, he drifted absently though the air, with a toothy frown. Ow

With the motion of cracking knuckles he straightened himself up again, this time going in for a "Payback."  

[Gwennythe]

"Oh man..." Henrietta muttered as the Gengar's payback met Winglet, ending the battle rather decisively, as the little flying type fluttered out of the air. "Good job, Winglet!" She called, as she recalled the pokémon, and having no more to send out against the ghost. "We'll absolutely get 'im next time, you'll see!" She comforted the pokéball before putting it back on her belt.

She didn't become disheartened or depressed though, keeping her enthusiasm as she grinned from Jerome to Bro.
"You guys are totally strong! There's no way you're not a trainer! Bro's amazing!"  

[Blood_Goddess]

Jerome watched her as she accepted the defeat, and kept an upbeat attitude about it.
Blinking slowly a couple of times as he just took it in, ********, how many times do you see that happen? Not the pridefully being wounded and reacting with a greater disgruntled attitude.

This was good to see, it was good to know that there were still people like this in the world, be reminded of it.
Good people in the world, innocent people in the world, not ones with a life of crime or a bleak violent future.

"Yeah" He grunted with a calm grin. Though he shook his head "Yeah naw, never been much f'trainin'" He admitted "Just do what we can."  

[Gwennythe]

At least the pair could get some rest in their pokéballs, and, really, she didn't think they were too far from the city. She could find a pokécenter to have them checked over before she got into too much trouble, maybe.

She was really taken, though, for now, with how Jerome, or perhaps, rather, Bro', had just battled and won against both of her pokémon.
"Bro' /really/ knows how to battle though! Ya've gotta've trained him a bit, right?! D'you think I should let Gummy or Winglet pick their own moves sometimes? Cuz that's totally what it seemed like Bro' was doing! It was awesome! I bet if I could get Gummy to do that, we could totally take you on again and win next time!" Henrietta grinned, defaulting to her standard, somewhat hyper, attitude now that the battle was done, and already thinking about a rematch, by the sound of it.