[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]New Bark Pokecenter/Late Afternoon (33)
Mirror patiently waited as Javolt charged up the machine: he was fascinated by the complexity of the structure, but the only thing he could recognize was a sort of metal plate.
"Get on." That's the only thing the Manectric says, and he doesn't need to repeat it twice. Unsure at first, the Wobbuffet walks towards the platform, sitting on it. "So, err...do I press a button or...?"
but the Patient Pokemon is interrupted by a quick session of sparks: he starts to feel immediately better, but he's still unnerved by the electricity, who started stinging at him. "Ow! Ow! Stop!"
and then, immediately after the Psychic Type complaints, the machine stops, as if it heard the order.
Slightly hesitant, Mirror jumps off the Pokecenter's gimmick, stretching. "Wow...I...I actually feel a lot better! Thanks, mister--"
once again, though, the Wobbuffet is interrupted by another noise, this time much stronger and violent. The Electric dog immediately goes investigating, but Mirror isn't so sure: for the first time, he disobeys the Manectric's orders, and starts walking towards the exit. "M-maybe it's just the weather? W-what else could it be?"
After leaving the building, the Psychic Type immediately regretted those words. He saw it. The Charizard, in his mighty posture, obscuring the sky: the Infected Fire type started launching attacks towards the buildings, roaring for a challenge.
Mirror saw many Infected before...but...but this...this was much different. "Eee...eeep."
the terrorized squeak is the only sound that the blue Pokemon makes, pointing towards the Charizard, shaking like a thousands leaves.
It wasn't like the Tyranitar. There was no chance he could've beaten-or touched-that monster alone.