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[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

[A loud explosion rocks the halls on the first floor of the Nexus, filling them with smoke.]

[As the smoke clears, three figures stand in the hallway.]

Prepare for trouble!

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[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

We'll take you, and your Pokemon too!

Wheezing, go!

[He tosses out a Pokeball.]

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[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

You'll be sad, when your realize you've been had!

Go Arbok!

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[Liquid stares down at them from his perch] My what?

...Why are those footballs grafted to one another?

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[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

They're not footballs!

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[dats-rite.livejournal.com]

They're pokemon!

This isn't a game, blondie! But you better get ready for our offensive!

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[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

[James is kneeling down, patting his dejected Wheezing on the head.]

...it's okay, I don't think you look like sports equipment.

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

They look unhealthy. Are you sure you're feeding them correctly?

[he casts his eye on the large purple snake-creature.] I see, so your gimmick is using animals. I fight my own battles.

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[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

Fight... your own battles?

[dats-rite.livejournal.com]

Is he even allowed to do that?

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

I don't think so...

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

I don't follow anyone's rules!

[As befits his area of expertise, Liquid flips from his perch and punches the snake in the face.]

[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

What- you can't do that!

Arbok! Use constrict!

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Watch mghk!

[The snake-creature wraps around him and squeezes]

I'm- no- mouse for your dinner!

[Liquid struggles, but his arms are pinned to his sides]

[so he goes for the nearest coil and bites]

[prepare2fight.livejournal.com]

You're not a Pokemon, stop that! Wheezing, use tackle!

[Wheezing rams itself into Liquid's face.]

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

Gfkh! [smacked!]

That's not even a tackle! It just threw itself at me!

[surrendernowor.livejournal.com]

I'd like to see you tackle when you don't have any arms!

Arbok, poison sting attack!

[whyamisobritish.livejournal.com]

[That one is self-explanatory.]

[but wait] Snakes don't have stingers!

[The sharp, pointy thing on the end of the thing's tail begs to differ]

Hah! Don't think you have me tied up already! I'm rather slippery myself!

[The snake creature has to loosen somewhat to try to stick him with it. Liquid attempts to jerk to the side to make it hit the collection of footballs with emphysema.]