Hard Enough

The conference room was a big space. My entourage of trainers, as mere humans, could really only fill up a quarter of it with our computers, tables and chairs. So, to make sure that we made the most of the space, I released several of my other pokemon.

Knight came out once more with a confused expression, while Bertha, Sanchez, Hypnotoad and Link all came out with slightly more bombastic greetings for everyone in the room.

Titan, Jorm, Selene, Shrek, and Gawain took a moment to take in the area, only to relax when seeing where they were. With my ten pokemon out I waved a hand towards the large screens I’d asked to be assembled.

“We’re going to be looking over some of Corey’s battles to discern any patterns or favoured strategies. In truth, we have a bit of an idea. But we’re also going to be looking for the more nuanced points of battling that he might possess that can only come from watching him fight.”

“Rhyperior! Rhy! Rhy rhy!” said Bertha as she pointed at the televisions before pointing at herself.

It took me a moment to parse what she meant. I bobbed my head up and down slowly. “Yes… this is meant to be a group activity for all of us,” I said, unsure where she was going with this.

“Rhhhhy perior?” she said while her hand rose up and made a twitching action. Then she grinned and did a twirl on the spot. She raised only one hand to her eye level and winked between two massive digits at me.

I and the rest of my entourage stared at her only for Sabrina to break out in giggles.

I put my hand to the bridge of my nose and rubbed it. “You want to… watch magical girl shows instead?”