Chapter 72: Chapter 72
But….no, she couldn't ask him to put his own journey on hold just to come help her with her families problems. Sure, he may have originally been from Unova like her, but he'd already taken up Kanto citizenship and his hometown was now Viridian City.
And friends they may be, but they weren't that close. Sure, he'd love to sleep with her and he'd no doubt lend her helping hands if asked, but they'd only been friends for a few weeks.
There wasn't enough substance in their relationship for her to feel comfortable asking him to leave all his plans behind to come tangle with a criminal organization with her.
An hour later, once she was done with he laundry Hilda had finally managed to organize her thoughts a bit.
She decided, that she'd support Jord in his gym battle today before parting ways with him to head back to Unova.
With that decided, once she was done with the laundry, she headed to find Jord and do just that.
She found him in an odd place, for him at least. The trainer lounge. He tended to avoid the place in the other centres they'd been in together unless he needed something specific.
Odder was the fact that he was just standing at the entrance, arms folded as he leaned against the wall and observed the people within the large lounge area.
And my was it noisy in this place today.
"What are you doing?" Hilda asked, confused.
"Just listening to all the scrubs," Jord shrugged and snorted, jutting his chin at the mass of trainers in the lounge, "Pretty much all of them are complaining about how brutal Surge is in battles and how badly they lost to him."
Oh.
"Nervous are we?" she couldn't help but tease.
"Fuck no," Jord huffed and rolled his eyes, "I just had nothing better to do." he shrugged.
A bit lamely in her opinion.
It was almost novel seeing this little arrogant shit actually being a bit nervous for once.
He pushed off the wall and rubbed the back of his neck, "So you done with your shit then?" he asked, changing the subject.
"More or less," Hilda resisted the urge to sigh, "You ready to head to the Gym?" she asked.
"Aye," he nodded, before suddenly stepping forward into her personal space. She merely raised an eyebrow at him as he grinned up at her, though not that he had to do that much, he was only a few inches shorter than her, "And once I win, you can give me that lapdance you promised when we get back to our room." Jord added, any trace of the nervousness she had saw before gone like a trick of the light as if it were never there in the first place.
'Oh…it's the first of November today isn't it?' she realised. She almost forgot, it was his birthday today wasn't it?
"I only said I'd think about it." Hilda refuted.
"Good enough for me," he laughed and began leaving the room, prompting her to follow, "Once you see me in action beating Surge's ass like he owes me money, I doubt you'll be able to resist."
"…My panties are practically phasing out of existence already." Hilda deadpanned.
Surprisingly, the fluffy haired former actress found that she was actually going to miss this dynamic.
It didn't take them long after leaving the Pokemon Centre to reach the Vermillion City gym.
It was actually just down the street. Which was probably a good thing with how brutal Lt. Surge was in his battles, it meant that his opponents could get to the Pokemon Centre quickly to get their pokemon treated.
Perhaps it was set up that way deliberately? Hilda shook her head and put it out of mind as they arrived in front of the gym.
And she had to admit. The place was daunting and intimidating looking. It was like a massive military barracks, painted in dark colours. The only vibrancy at all was the front of the building that was formed into a massive guard tower with rippling bolts of lightning carved into it all the way up for hundreds of feet.
"So have you chosen what pokemon you'll use?" Hilda asked as they stopped in front of the building, "I know you want to use Golem, but what about the others?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'll be using Pidgeotto if it's a two on two." Jord replied.
What?
Hilda stared at him, gobsmacked, "…You're going to use Pidgeotto, the flying type…in an electric type gym?" she asked disbelievingly.
"Mmhmm." Jord absently nodded as he stepped forward and rang the bell at the front of the entrance.
Pidgeotto was a monster, no doubt about that. But, using the flying type against the premiere electric type specialist of the Kanto region? A man known for his brutality and ruthlessness in battles?
Perhaps her pervy young buddy could use a dose of humility smacked into him here and now, because this was silly.
'Or does he have some type of strategy and reason for picking Pidgeotto?' she wondered. For all he was as subtle as a smack to her fine ass, he wasn't stupid.
Her thoughts were cut off as the ring of metal sounded out and the heavy metal front doors of the gym began to slide apart as a massive giant of a man stepped out, a broad grin on his face. And when Hilda said massive, she meant massive.
He had to have at least an entire foot on her, easily being over six foot five in height, wearing a dark Kanto military uniform, and heavy black combat boots. The dark shirt he was wearing was left undone, leaving his torso rippling with bulging muscles that would make a Gurdurr jealous in clear view, a pair of dog-tags hanging from around his neck.
Hilda found herself nervously gulping at the sheer air the man gave off. He was a very scary sight, and she was almost glad she wouldn't be battling him now.
"Ey, why if it ain't a lil baby, and he brought along a babe as well," Surge chortled, his bright blonde hair glinting in the sun light, "Or is it the other way around? You wanna send your lil baby brother away babe and come on in?" he winked roguishly at her.
Before Hilda could even formulate a reply, Jord replied with a snarl, "Who the fuck do you think you're talking to fuck face," he spat out, "You better throw a fucking apology my way quick before I shove my foot so far up your bitch arse your tongue will have grip."
Surge merely snorted and reached down to pat Jord patronizingly on the head, "Ey, the lil baby has a potty mouth," he chortled, "Somebody needs a time out huh? No cookies and milk before bed for you tonight."
"K…k…k." Jord trembled, lips pulling back like a snarling Houndour. She didn't think she'd ever seen him so livid, maybe not even when that weird idiot kid Goh stole Krabby briefly.
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