Lucki

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Well, we're as ready as we'll ever be.

Tryke had worked himself to exhaustion, showing a lot more dedication than Silver or Flare, and seemed as good at physical attacks as he'd get. Whether or not that'd be enough to beat another electric-type, Lucki wasn't sure. She'd used one of the technical machines from her bag on him too, but she didn't know if that would be enough.

Lucki was waiting in the Mauville pokecenter for her pokemon to finish being healed. Within a few minutes, Nurse Joy indicated they were ready and Lucki retrieved her three pokeballs.

Before Lucki could head out, a another trainer walked up to her. "Hey," greeted the short-haired brunet. "Could you do me a favor?"

"Sure," Lucki replied. "What is it?"

"Well, I've got a machoke I want to evolve, but he needs to be traded first...Would you mind? I'd trade right back, of course, he should evolve immediately."

"Of course," Lucki told him. "No problem."

"Great! Let's go upstairs then."

The two headed up the escalator to the second story and sought out one of the pokemon center attendants.

"I want to trade my machoke over and back again," he explained quickly, and the woman nodded.

"Okay. Be aware that your pokemon might be a bit hard to handle afterward, though."

"Yeah, I know," the boy replied.

"Well then, follow me," the female attendant told him, leading them into a sideroom with a trading machine in the center of it. "Please place your pokeball on the tray."

Lucki grabbed a random pokeball off her waist, picking Flare's. The boy picked his pokeball. Both of them placed their pokeballs on their respective trays at either end of the machine, and simultaneously the two were sucked up into the twin tubes. Seconds later each reappeared at the opposite end.

"Okay, release the pokemon," said the attendant.

Lucki picked up the pokeball and pressed the button. The brunet did likewise. Out of the corner of her eye she was Flare appear, but she was paying attention to the machoke forming in front of her.

He started glowing white almost the instant she released him, and he let out a small cry. The machoke grew in size, starting at about eye level to over a foot taller, and a second set of arms grew under his first set, which slid slightly upwards on his frame. Once the glow faded and a machamp stood before her, she recalled him again. The boy had already done so with Flare. They replaced the pokeballs on the trays and watched them swap again.

"Thanks," the boy told her happily when the transaction completed.

"Sure, it was no big deal," Lucki responded.