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Sure.

Sarcus, almost dragging Gallant, huffed in irritation. Jake had to have done something to set Gallant off, and the Pokemon himself wasn't helping his situation. He linked himself and Gallant, but instead of sending any words or concrete messages, he released a torrent of disapproval and annoyance, with a hint of embarrassment. Gallant seemed to get the message, wilting slightly. "Masters of courtesy my ass," Sarcus muttered under his breath. He understood what the Pokemon was trying to do. What he didn't understand is why the Gallade was so unruly, especially toward Jake. Stuffing the thought back into a corner of his mind for later examination, he returned to Shimmer's classroom. When he entered, he found it empty. Of course. He scooped up his materials, and proceeded out to the practice fields. They were simply practicing spells they already knew, solidifying their knowledge in preparation for the upcoming exams instead of doing anything they new. Following the lead of the other students, he prepared his dragon's fang. Lunging violently at a sturdy practice dummy, glowing draconic jaws appeared around one of his metal-clad fists, clamping down on his target as he made contact. The unfortunate dummy was blown to pieces; the spell was fueled by emotion.

Sarcus scraped his foot across the ground to get his Absol's attention. He made a quick motion with his hand, a signal that he had taught the Dark-type. As soon as the Aggron tried to attack, he would launch a Sucker Punch, hopefully aborting the attack and putting a significant dent in the opposing Steel-type. Absolution dipped his head in a quick acknowledgement, then turned back to his foe, watching intently for any sign of movement.

Interesting. Well, this'll dampen his style a bit, I think. "Use Will-O-Wisp." A ghostly flame flew from the Pokemon's horn and circled the Aggron before darting inward, heating the metal Pokemon up.

I apologize for the short posts lately.

"Ready, Absolution?" The Dark-type strode forward, head held high. "Let's do this, then. Start with Swords Dance." He began pacing about, building energy. The Pokemon was also surveying the terrain, looking for any advantage he could gain from taking a particular position."Your move."

Quick Scarf - allows holder to move first once, then breaks.

ignoring flying students and pissed pokemon since 2013

"Gallant, stop!" Sarcus shouted at the unruly Pokemon as it struggled to get up. He was much heavier than Gallant, and the Pokemon was trying to find a way to get up without harming him. After about thirty seconds of this, Gallant stopped. All I want to do is protect you. I know, but this has to stop, now. He stood up. Come on, he sent, heading out of the classroom. Both Trainer and Pokemon shot a glare at Jake. "Sorry, Emerald. He's gotten difficult to order around since he evolved."

What I'm saying is that you see some things like Gliscor (who doesn't give me many issues, btw) way, WAY more than you see things like Jolteon, which also happens to be OU. If it's based on usage, then I should see Blissey and Skarmory almost as often as Heatran or Gliscor.

Should I wait for Emerald's reaction or just post? Actually, what class are you in, anyway?

23 hours since the last post that wasn't mine

Jake needs to not think so hard about people with a lot of psychic pokemon.

Sarcus woke up slightly when Shimmer announced the test. I might be able to get by on the written and magic portions alone. 375? That's. . . 75%. Sounds easy enough. He listened to the rest of the announcement, which Shimmer seemed to be bored with already. Apparently, she wasn't the only one who just wanted to get to practice. Ability in P.E., though. . . I thought I left that behind in middle school. I should be good though, these braces chafe like hell, but they do the trick. He was excited for the battle portion. I'll finally be able to prove my power to Emerald. He shivered slightly, for no readily apparent reason. After thinking about it for a moment, he dismissed any concerns. Shimmer abruptly set the announcement down on her desk with the sound of paper moving quickly. "We're doing some target practice today. Follow me," she said, as the teacher stood up and took them to the practice field for magic. He would have followed, but Gallant was getting increasingly worked up. What's your problem? he asked the Psychic-type irritably. We're in magic class, not jogging laps. Someone wishes you harm, the Pokemon replied. I'm only protecting you! With that, Gallant made a break out the door and down the hall, Sarcus telekinetically enhancing his motions to follow. Gallant skidded to a stop in front of the healing classroom, and leapt inward, blades extended. Sarcus, not knowing what else to do to rein in the unruly Fighting-type, flung himself through the air in a flying tackle, taking both of them to the ground.

Unfortunately, no. I say that Karp will post again.

There are a few pokemon that I see in almost every team. They have earned their places by being incredibly useful, but they probably aren't up to Ubers levels of power. However, they still feel too strong for OU. Thoughts?

"Right, right." He had been up way, way too late the previous night; these all-nighters were starting to impact his schoolwork. "I guess I don't see myself using them too often, but I guess they could come in handy." He yawned broadly. The classes were starting to divide up, so he moved into the proper line.