Placid Waters || @hydratica
Despite it’s name, the Lake of Rage had been rather calm today. It seemed the Gyrados were sparing her the typical roars and trouble as she allowed her Kingdra to bathe in the clear water. Pulling off her socks, she stuffed them into one of her boots and set them all aside with her feet dipping into the cool water.
She shivered at first- being a Dragon Tamer didn’t exactly make you cold-blooded too. But now with absolute comfort and serenity, Clair could relax and take a breather with her Kingdra. The Pokemon had spent the past few hours participating in battle after battle and with each trainer being turned away without a badge, Clair felt as though Kingdra deserved this. Of course, any opportunity to do something like this was welcomed and definitely taken advantage of.
Kingdra seemed to be enjoying himself as he swam alongside the school of Magikarp beneath the surface. Clair took a deep breath and leaned back until she was laying flat on the ground with her legs from the knee down in the water.
"How long do you think it’ll be before they notice we’re gone, huh, Kingdra?" As if she were talking to herself, Clair continued with her muttered. "That old man won’t take too long to find out, I’m sure. Well, let’s just enjoy this time alone… No one else to challenge us."
Little did the dragon-type gym leader know that while she may have been enjoying a glorious day, trouble stirred elsewhere.
What meant to be a perfectly relaxing day quickly turned awry for the orange-haired female. She lost her hairband in the river today, she couldn't catch anything within Lake of Rage's vicinity, and at some point, the rampaging Gyrados decided to enjoy their day spent bullying Misty. While this wouldn't normally have been an issue, she was already annoyed by people constantly pestering her for battles, for signatures as she is a world-known face due to her water shows, and for who knows what else. Some people can be such a pest.
All she wanted was a little relaxation, and she couldn't even get that. No, instead she had to battle that Gyrados to vent out a little frustration - and had about ten more in its place. Of course, that would be just her luck. So after a quick decision on her part, she decided to take the best action: run for her life.
"-- Hey! You better move it if you wanna live!"
Misty barely had time to see some blur of a person as she sped by on her Lapras, but in her defense, it was difficult to see with hair whipping in your face as you're being chased by a horde of Gyrados.
