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And without uttering a word, Robin had already grabbed Mina and pulled her closer, arms wrapped around her waist and artist sat on his lap as he pressed his lips against the back of Mina’s neck.

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He’d refused the very idea of being Orre’s first Champioin. Absolutely not. That sounded like far too much work, too much of the wrong kind of spotlight.A Champion’s loss was headline news for days, at least, and was the first thing anyone brought up in conversation when you were finally in a good mood in public.

Champions were also role models. He had his own problems with being called that.

But an Elite Four title - that was a shared weight, and basically made him the Champion’s running crew. He could handle that. Being in a squad was a feeling he hadn’t experienced in awhile, and it was new and fun. 

Orre’s League, finally established, still didn’t have type specialists, as such. Holding on to her roots as a doubles-loving region, Orre kept its commitment to showing the world what double battling could be about. So while he wasn’t technically a Type specialist, he did specialize. Keeping his Tyranitar at the forefront, and his ability to withstand and even love for scorching desert winds, Leo’s place on the Four was to bring Orre’s natural climate to bear as a Sandstorm specialist.

He gained a sort of rivalry here. Another of the Champion’s chosen was just as fond of the harsh sunlight, and wild Torkoal and Ninetales were thriving in Orre these days. Her name was Sola, and her typical outfit consisted of a high-neck crop top and probably other clothes too but Leo didn’t usually manage to look farther than her tanned stomach, even when they were butting heads.

Their third was actually a high ranking member of the guild of street performers, which apparently existed, a very pastel and very frilly clown named Turvy. Her team was among the best at capitalizing on Trick Room, and being able to control the momentum of each battle took her far in the League. She was a big hit with crowds, too; she, like a lot of other Orre battlers, was born for the spotlight, but not in the sharp and competitive way that Leo and Sola found abrasive about each other. She tied balloon Pokemon mid-match and did cartwheels when she was excited, and could get genuinely excited on behalf of her opponents.

Number four was a huge dude, all muscle and not much to say. Berag’s battle strategy was best summed up as ‘some pain, all gain.’ Rather than focusing his efforts around a single technique, he did things like use Pin Missile on his Granbull to trigger the Rattled ability and Rage technique to send his dog into a berserker-class frenzy, or use Beat Up on a Lucario, or Frost Breath on a Tauros. If there were a way to abuse his Pokemon to coax out the height of their strength, he’d find it and use it. As a result, his Pokemon were hardened and incredibly scary, and he tended to have a bad reputation as an actual abuser. Anyone that knew him knew the level of care he put into recovery after matches; the only reason the rumors persisted is he simply didn’t care enough to fight them, and fans of the League loved a heel anyway.

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…ah. It’s bad it broke, that one was a cool egg, he’ll give her that.