Those Gengar are going to be the death of me...

“Alright! Then let’s get this match started, shall we?” With no obvious weaknesses, the Sableye was the real threat here. Falkner would have to work quickly to knock at least one of them out before that became a problem. “Noctowl, aim Shadow Ball at the Duskull! Pidgeot, keep Sableye in check with Double Team!” Noctowl took aim and fired the dark ball of energy at it’s intended target, while Pidgeot made an effort to both distract Sableye and increase its speed with Double Team.

“Ready when you are” he said with a nod, grasping a pokeball in each hand.

“Right. Let’s go, Pidgeot!” The bird Pokemon flew off of his shoulder as he released Noctowl from its Poke Ball. Falkner hadn’t sparred with Morty in quite some while and wondered if he had made any significant changes to his team.

Ah, it most certainly has been! [ He pets Pidgeot on the head as he shuffles restlessly on Falkner’s shoulder at the sight of this familar face. ] How has life been treating you?

“Well, I suppose.” He gives a nonchalant shrug. “And you?”

Working hard, as usual. [ He sighs, then stretches his arms above his head. ] There’s no way I’m going to reach the top otherwise. Say, why don’t we have a quick match to see just how far we’ve come?

“Doubles. I’ve got to improve on my team work.” Falkner scooted a good distance away from his fellow Gym Leader. “You ready?”

"Ready when you are" he said with a nod, grasping a pokeball in each hand.

Ah, it most certainly has been! [ He pets Pidgeot on the head as he shuffles restlessly on Falkner’s shoulder at the sight of this familar face. ] How has life been treating you?

“Well, I suppose.” He gives a nonchalant shrug. “And you?”

Working hard, as usual. [ He sighs, then stretches his arms above his head. ] There’s no way I’m going to reach the top otherwise. Say, why don’t we have a quick match to see just how far we’ve come?

Ah, it most certainly has been! [ He pets Pidgeot on the head as he shuffles restlessly on Falkner’s shoulder at the sight of this familar face. ] How has life been treating you?

"Well, I suppose." He gives a nonchalant shrug. "And you?"

Morty pulls out a pokeball and tosses it from hand to hand. "One on one sound good to you?"