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yes hello i'm back

real life decided to butt the fuck in 8)

not that anyone gives a shit

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"At least one of us has faith in me, then," the man laughed quietly. He felt reassured somehow though. Taking a break wasn't that bad of an idea after all, then. It was good to see Whit smiling so cheerfully, it was really quite hard not to get swept up in the good mood.

"Yeah, I do believe I have your number."

Just to be sure, he flipped through his list of contacts. Good thing he'd put all the gym leaders together for easier access. Sure enough, Whit was there in the list, and Claude nodded.

"Mhm, got it. I'll do my things and call you once I have free time. It should be some time next week, possibly earlier. Don't miss me too much, alright?"

He couldn't help but grin.

“Great! You and your Pokemon should be awesome at either of them!” Whit was happy to be spending time with Claude. It wasn’t often that he spent time with some of the more experienced gym leaders, especially not one he admired like Claude.

He watched curiously at the change of expressions, but upon having his hair ruffled, the boy thought nothing of it, smiling cheerfully and letting out a slight giggle.

“I’m looking forward to it too! Just gimme a call when you’ve done your research and your Pokemon are ready, kay? You have my Pokegear number right?”

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Five courses, huh. Well, most of his Pokemon were quite strong and had a fair amount of stamina, so there were really only two choices left.

"I'd think either power or stamina. Those are my team's strongest points, mostly. Maybe skill. I'll do some more research and ask my Pokemon whether or not they'd like to compete."

Claude twirled a lock of blue around a finger, looking pensive for a moment, but he soon returned to his general, charming expression.

He reached out, ruffling Whit's hair in an affectionate manner, and repeated to himself mentally that this was probably a good thing. He might even excel at this, and wouldn't that be a great feeling. Trying wouldn't hurt for sure.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it."

“Yay, great!” Whit jumped up and down on the spot, clapping his hands like a small child and showing a wide grin to Claude, resisting from giving him another hug.

Whit had long since grown used to using his cute looks to get what he wanted. It wasn’t like he was a spoiled little brat or anything. Charming people just made it easier to get things from them.

“Oh, so you really don’t know anything about it?” Well, there’s 10 events, divided into 5 courses: speed, power, skill, stamina and jump! You choose 1 course to compete in, 3 Pokemon to compete with, in 3 events. It’s really easy!” He finished, unaware that that was actually a lot to remember.

“So what course do you think you’ll compete in? I like to compete in speed, it’s simple and fun! It really depends on what Pokemon you compete with.”

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Awkwardly, Claude rubbed the back of his head. He wasn't often put on the spot, let alone like this, and honestly he wasn't sure if he could say no at all.

"...Fine. I'll do it. It'll be good for my Pokemon, in any case."

He gave in with a sigh. Damn big eyes, damn flattery, damn everything. But if he had to look on the bright side, it was probably a good experience to have nonetheless.

"Can you at least tell me a bit more about what we're supposed to do there? Wouldn't want to come unprepared," the man mused, the least he could do was try and wriggle as much information out of Whit as he could. His mind was already calculating which of his Pokémon could best be used.

“Aww, come on! Please? For meee?~” he continued, looking up at him with big eyes. Perseverance was one thing, but Whit sure was stubborn.

“It’s simple really, and I doubt the famous dragon tamer Claude could make a fool of himself! You look like you’re in really good shape too, there’s no reason you shouldn’t be good at it! And I bet you’ll really enjoy it too!”

Whit sure was laying it in pretty thick, but it wasn’t like he was feeding him a bunch of lies. The boy just hoped his senior would concede soon - he knew that his pestering could get annoying quickly.

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"After all, the only way left is up, they say," the gym leader nodded in agreement. He had to say, he quite admired Whit's perseverance. Claude vividly remembered the time where a loss in anything would have caused him to grow irrationally agitated and sometimes even throw a temper tantrum himself. He'd grown out of it for the most part, thankfully.

....

Oh.

Oh no, no, he could not compete himself. No nonono.

"I don't think it's such a great idea for me to join myself, really. After all, I don't know the next thing about it and I'm sure I'd just make a fool out of myself."

A nervous chuckle escaped him, oh dear god how could he resist that cute charm. His Pokemon were in great shape and they could probably handle it! Claude himself, not so much though. Even more so he'd look ridiculous in sports wear. Imagine it, Blackthorn's prestigious dragon tamer in shorts.

But then again; he didn't exactly want to disappoint Whit either. 

“Great! But I’m not that skilled. I lose quite a lot of the time, actually. But like gym battles, I have to keep at it. There’s always room for improvement!” He told Claude, keeping optimistic.

Whit knew he could always be better at what he does and had become used to occassionally losing. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t still throw tantrums when he worked hard, only to fail.

“Oh, but you should compete too! You and your Pokemon would be really great at it! Please please please will you try it?” the boy playfully begged, trying to use the cute charm he was known for.

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clair you pos why don't you have more fanart rrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh

if anyone could help me accrue more arts of her/her gb!self that'd be cool? admittedly i still need to search through like half of pixiv bluh

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He was taken by surprise when Whit hugged him quite suddenly, but he couldn't say he really minded. Instead, he ruffled the boy's hair, smiling warmly.

"Well, if you compete every week, I'll be sure to free up some time so I can come see you. I'm sure you blow the other contestants away every time. You're quite skilled after all."

Honestly, Claude had not even the foggiest idea of what really went on at the Pokeathlon Dome. Something about sports? With Pokemon, yeah. But that was about all he knew, considering the bluenet hadn't really felt the need to discover more. Until now, that was.

“Thank you Claude!” Whit beamed at him brightly and enthusiastically threw his arms around the senior gym leader, giving him a short hug before stepping back.

“You haven’t been yet?! You have to go, it’s so much fun! I compete every week! You are going to have to clear a space in your calendar for me to take you there!” The pinkette had always looked up to Claude as the final gym leader of Johto and needed an excuse to spend more time getting to know him.

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"I'd be more than happy to help you train." He nodded thoughtfully. Claude would be happy to help with other things, too, for sure.

"I take mine into the Dragon's Den. There are plenty whirlpools and wild Pokemon there for them to fight against. Sometimes, though, I'll take them to the Whirl Islands instead."

That was where the harsh training usually took place.

"To be perfectly honest I haven't had the time to visit the Pokeathlon Dome yet. I should clear up my schedule so I can come see what it's all about.

"Still, I'm relieved to hear things are going well."

While Blackthorn was generally very peaceful, it was always nerve-wrecking when a disturbance happened, so the dragon tamer could definitely sympathize.

“You would?! Then we should have a battle some time! You’re a lot stronger than me, but that’s even better, you can help me with my weaknesses and stuff!” he said, now smiling even wider.

“Yeah, exercise is a great idea! Whenever my team need to blow off some steam, I take them down to the Pokeathlon Dome, it’s great! What do you do with yours?”

Whit got a bit quieter at that, remembering the last trouble that happened in Goldenrod. “Mhm, we haven’t had any problems recently, just occasional things that aren’t threats.” 

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Whit grinned at the reply, glad the older gym leader recognised him.

“I’m really good! I’ve won a lot more battles at the gym recently and I’m getting stronger! How is the gym in Blackthorn, how are your dragons?”

"Is that so? I'd love to see your newfound battle prowess some time," Claude mused, allowing a grin of his own. "You do seem stronger.

"My Pokemon are doing just fine as well. We haven't had any challengers lately, so they're getting restless, but it's nothing a bit of exercising won't fix."

His gym team had an awful habit of getting anxious when it was off-season since they expended most of their energy during gym battles, whereas Claude's personal team could rough house with the Elite Four if they wanted to. It wasn't often that it got out of hand, but accidents tend to happen.

"I trust  that you've been keeping troublemakers out of the city?"

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Claude!! Hiiii! Remember me? How are you?

Well, look at that. If it wasn't Goldenrod's one and only Whit Tyler.

"How could I forget someone like you?" Claude smiled, actually quite relieved to see the boy again. He couldn't help but worry about the younger  gym leaders like him and Bugsy sometimes.

"I'm doing great, really, thanks for asking~ What about you? How have you been holding up?"

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"I'm from Blackthorn City, Johto, where I happen to be the gym leader," he replied, crossing his arms, brow furrowed. "I'm going to guess that you're from Sinnoh yourself, is that correct?"

She was polite, Claude liked that. Her clothes seemed too warm and relatively fancy to be of us in tropical Hoenn, and he wasn't quite sure about Unova either. But no matter, she'd tell him.

Reaching out and shaking his hand, the brunet marvels at Claude’s height. He pretty much towered over her, but thankfully, he didn’t give off an intimidating demeanor. On the contrary, he seemed prestigious, polite. She mimicked his grin in greeting, and withdrew her hand, proceeding to brush back her bangs with it.

“I don’t believe I’ve heard of you in my region before. May I ask where you’re from?”

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"Lacey, is it? Pretty name for a pretty girl such as yourself." Claude chuckled, extending a hand. It wasn't often that he ran into a girl as shy as this one seemed. It was cute, in a way, not at all like the tomboys that often came to challenge his gym.

A welcome break, if you will. So he put on a warm smile to draw her in. No need to intimidate her, after all.

"My name's Claude. It's a pleasure to meet you."

a bunch of people started following you

It should be expected to run across other trainers whilst journeying to the regions. The world is full of interesting individuals, everyone of them differing from the next. Despite this, Lacey again found herself a bundle of nerves whenever she had to converse with strangers. Whilst no one she had met was necessarily intimidating, she still found it hard to actually introduce herself. Shame.

“…Er, hello. My name’s Lacey.”

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ooh mr hannah ooh

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pokemon-queen started following you

pyromaniacheart started following you

snaggedhearts started following you

htwo-oh started following you

"Ah, hello. May I help you with something?" Claude asked, brow quirked in curiosity, but a charming smile on his lips nonetheless. It wasn’t often that he saw so many people at once, let alone so many girls. Quite the sight to behold.

“I don’t think I’ve seen any of you before. Let me introduce myself, I’m Claude, Blackthorn City’s gym leader.”

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He was stunned for a moment before he felt blood instantly rush to his face. Claude opened his mouth to say something, but words refused to come out. By now, he was too flustered to even think of pulling away from the obvious chest groping going on. Oh Mew, why did his cheeks have to be so red.

"Wh-What- Who are you?" he sputtered, finally regaining control over his senses and pushing the other's hands away. "I'm a guy, I never had boobs! Don't just randomly harass people!"

Well, one thing was for sure, this guy was just as bad as Lana. Claude couldn't help but consider the idea of them being mirror images of each other. How was he even going to deal with two of them?

@Claude

“CLAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIR!”

The redhead in particular ran over to Claude and hugged him wildly. “Where have you been, I have been looking for you my dear cousin, Clair. You’re not dating anyone are you—”

He then looked down to stare at the other’s chest and let go. “Huh.. weird…” he muttered, placing his hands on the other’s chest.

“Where did your boobs go?”

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new followers~

Claude glanced around, surprised that he had garnered so much attention is such a short span of time. His eyes fixed on one man in particular; the red hair and cape were unmistakably those of his cousin, Lana. Who the hell was this guy?

With a slight shake of his head, he straightened himself and put on a welcoming smile.

"Welcome to Blackthorn City's gym. I am Claude, the gym leader. How may I be of service?"

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"It's been a while indeed, Silvia. Well, mayhaps she just craves a break. Everyone, Pokémon or human, has a time where they just don't want to do anything." He smiled. "Or has she been getting very friendly with other Pokémon lately? I wouldn't rule out certain... activities."

Oh my. Long time no see, Claude.

No, that’s not it… she hasn’t been in her usual fighting spirit. She refuses to battle or train… Not only has she been lazying around, but she’s been stuffing herself; which is quite terrifying to watch. Overall she seems weak and dependent.