Nemona's Obsession 6-2

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Penny has long wondered about the auras that certain battlers give. Anyone could be a pokemon trainer, but to be a battler, like a dedicated one. That was a different ballpark. There was a whole different aura all around. Coming from Galar, she knew that feeling all too well. It basically replaced the air when it came to certain areas. Congesting the atmosphere with that of imminent shouting and blasting of attacks. These areas, be it stadiums or simple public battlefields, were like places of worship. Once erected, people flocked from all over. There was a reverence to it. That's what it was. These places were like temples.

Temples always had a different air about them, be it in the form of perfumes or candles. The same was true for these places of battle. Instead of a choir singing hymns, it was a crowd uttering chants. Instead of a great mass, it was a congregation surrounding an ongoing battle. Galar was like that. It always was. Part of its loudness and spirit that overwhelmed her senses and sickened her.

Even she herself had an aura, she didn't know what it was like but it was probably the quiet kind. More finesse than raw presence. It was enough to strangle the opponent, considering she's got all 8 Galar badges, but even still, its lack of imposing nature did not match Florian's seeming lack of an aura altogether. At least Penny can say hers was hampered by her timid demeanor, what was going on with him?

Nemona's aura was like an angry thunderstorm over an erupting volcano. The lava's heat clashes with the chill of the rain and the touch of the sea. The roaring heavens darkened the island alone amidst the gaping ocean, with only the brief flashes of lightning to set the entire place alight. The only constant source of light was the cataclysmic existence that was the eternally erupting volcano. The heavens and the earth in an eternal screaming contest against each other. As if it was yearning for something, for it to be conjoined once more like it once was in the forgotten ages before either man or mon roamed this world.

Florian's was just blank. He didn't exist in this painting Penny had imagined in her mind. It was nothing but that volcano standing alone as a resolute sentinel before the catastrophic typhoon, matching its awesome power with its own devastating force.

As if he couldn't perplex her enough already. He's already got her all twisted up and confused with the simple fact that he loves her. Spending time with her and getting her gifts and everything. And now this.

The crowd watched as Nemona held before her the pokeball containing her next pokemon. "Second wind" she grins, "Pawmot! Let's show Florian what we can do!"

Out came the electric marmot, and what followed was noise from the crowd. Excitement from kids and adults alike. But the ones most intrigued were undoubtedly the professionals themselves. Rika chuckles, "well well well, looks like the optimal choice has finally reared its fuzzy little head."

"It's not like she could switch in anything else," says Larry, "her meowscarada could likely snipe it, but we both know she'd rather not risk it, even with that pawmot has at its disposal. The only other one is her dudunsparce, who is most likely walled out."

"Pawm! Pawm!" Mr Salvadore's own pawmot clapped, eager to see another of its species participate in such an esteemed exhibition. Mr Salvadore clapped alongside his pokemon, "magnifique!" he says with a smile. Dendra on the other hand cracks her knuckles, "no doubt there's gonna be some fighting type moves involved. I have a feeling that Florian is going to switch."

"He is. He definitely is" says Tulip, she'd just arrived. Of course the crowd had to part for her. She was just done with her summer shoot-out for the day. Nothing new, just bikinis and baileys. That's all it ever was. She looked awfully cute with a sun hat and a large beach tube though. "I'm not a specialist when it comes to either electric or steel. But I'm fairly sure that unless magnezone terastalizes, all of its attacking options are suboptimal."

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