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[Behold! The doors of the Olivine City Gym!]

[And Ironhide, exiting without fanfare or ceremony. He does pause to brush... soot? Off his coat, though. Not that soot can really be seen on the infamous Black Coat.]

[... though what can be seen is the brief flash of the Mineral Badge pinned under one side of said coat.]

[Apparently, he was trying to hit the "VOICE" function, and knocked the "VIDEO" instead, because he doesn't look at the 'gear, just bends to rub an excited Growlithe behind the ears.]

... Steel types are not as tough as they sound.

Appreciate the strategy. To all who offered it.

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Wow, you're just takin' the gyms by storm lately, huh?

Nothing better to do around here.

You heard about that Battle Tournament? That's something to do.

Heard of it. Was not interested.

Preferred the other tournament they held... the one where we did the fighting.

... You mean the one where you totally kicked my ass?

Yeah, that was fun.

_{[... It sounds a little sarcastic, but actually, she HAD enjoyed it. More because of that sparring session they'd had afterwards than the one in the arena, which had been.... you know. Embarrassing.]}

Yeah, that part.

... You enjoyed what happened after. When I let you push me around.

--Hey, you didn't let me do anything!

I was totally holding my own against you after that!

_{[... Never mind that in the end it probably HAD degenerated into Ironhide being a good sport and letting her feel all big and tough.]}

Edited 2012-10-31 05:14 (UTC)

[Oh my god, he actually cracks a smile.]

Yeah, you were. I will give you that.

[--for a little while, anyway.]

Edited 2012-10-31 05:19 (UTC)

_{[>8C A smile? So you think she's funny, do ya?]}

You don't have to give me anything, I TOOK it, thank you very much!

_{[Seemingly serious, she lifts one of her scrawny arms and gives it an appreciative smack with her hand.]}

Pure muscle.

_{[Which is true, but that doesn't matter much when you're still a twig.]}

Oh yeah?

[For comparison... he does the same with his own arm.]

[... It's sort of like watching a fleshier-colored Hulk flex. Sort of.]

Think you have a ways to go, kid.

Eh, maybe a bit.

You're bigger-boned than me, too. Gotta keep that in mind. Makes you look tougher.

_{[Straight-faced, with one of those challenging expressions. IF I DIDN'T KNOW BETTER I'D THINK SHE WAS ASKING FOR A FIGHT, IRONHIDE.]}

[While she speaks, his undamaged eyebrow starts climbing up into an arch.]

...

That a challenge, kid?

Could be.

Where are you now, kid?

Still in Goldenrod.

You should stop by.

Y'know, if you dare.

... I have no way of getting there.

What're you talkin' about?

You have an Onix.

Goldenrod's only like a week's walk from Olivine if you ride!

Yeah well.

She... is not pleased. With me.

... What?

Well, tell her you need to get to Goldenrod so that Heather can kick your butt!

_{[He can do that, can't he? She'd listen to THAT, right?]}

[This would be the part where something big looms over Ironhide from behind. And noses her way onto the screen.]

[You tell her, Heather. She's been summoned.]

_{[AHA! Speak of the devil!]

[Completely unfazed, Heather looks the rocky serpent right in the eye.]}

C'mon. The ol' man has a date with destiny. You gotta get him down here so that I can beat him up.

Let's make this happen!

[Ironhide puts his hands up. And takes a step back.]

[Napalm lowers her head, growling. She shakes it back and forth, slowly.]

What?

Oh, c'mon!

Why not?

[She grunts, staring deadpan into the camera.]

[Nope. Her boss has a job to do back in Olivine.]

... It'd help teach him a lesson!

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