Isabella Marie Swanna ◎ &quot;Ace&quot;

Tony is fully capable of hanging on all by himself.

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Watson starts at precisely the appropriate moment.

He - well - bolts forward, easily overtaking Branch.

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"Ayep," mutters Bella. "Keep up, honey, go on." Branch goes on leaping.

Fireflower sprints. She's up to top speed in ten strides, and top speed is staggering.

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Watson's top speed keeps pace pretty well, and he manages to put himself between the Rapidash and the lake.

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Fireflower runs like she's got something to prove. She quite ignores Tony.

Meanwhile, Branch makes up some ground, when he's able to jump over a few tall rocks that the other two have to route around, but Bella falls far behind overall.

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Well, okay then.

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As they reach the opposite side of the lake, Watson begins to pull ahead. He is better able to navigate the contours of the shoreline and turn sharply around obstacles without losing speed.

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Fireflower runs like a madmon on the straightaway portions, and occasionally temporarily overtakes the Zebstrika, but ultimately she - or Tony, depending on how one counts these things - comes in second.

Branch lopes in some thirty seconds later.

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"Good show," says Sherlock, disembarking from Watson and hugging him around the neck.

"Zeb," says Watson, nodding.

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Tony climbs off of Fireflower and sits down on the ground.

"Good game, everybody!"

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"Raaaapidash," complains Fireflower, snorting at Watson.

"Nicely done," says Bella, sliding off Branch and returning him.

Edited Date: 2013-04-17 02:40 am (UTC)

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"Zebstrika," says Watson, unconcernedly.

"Our mounts desire a rematch," says Sherlock.

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"Do they now. I'd be up for another lap."

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"As would I."

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"Count me out," says Tony.

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"That's all right, I can ride Fireflower." Since Tony's already vacated her, Bella vaults up. "I bet you can do it, pretty one," she coos. "Yes you can."

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Sherlock remounts Watson and guides him to the starting line.

"Shall we, my dear fellow?"

"Striiika."

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Fireflower's a bit more attentive to Bella than she was to Tony. And she's smarter than Branch. She trots up beside Watson at a click of Bella's tongue and shoots the Zebstrika a challenging look. "Dash."

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"Zeb," says Watson aloofly.

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"Five," counts Bella, "four, three, two, one -"

She lets Fireflower react to the countoff by herself, but then she's helping. The Rapidash has better initial acceleration and her instinct is to seize the inside track with it, but given her inferior cornering Bella dissuades her. She also encourages her Pokémon over a jump that Bella knows she can make even if it looks forbidding, from far enough back that Fireflower sails right over it, and that saves them from having to go down around the little tidepool-like structures that gave her trouble before.

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Watson and Sherlock have better knowledge of the terrain, but it's the same knowledge they had for the race that just finished. And Sherlock declines to push Watson over any jump with which he is not already comfortable.

They are not making up the time lost on the straightaways so well anymore.

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Fireflower is insufferably smug and paws at the ground, tossing her head, after she's trotted to a stop at the tower.

Bella looks pretty pleased with herself too.

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"Zeb, zeb," says Watson. Sherlock pats him.

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