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Marion pushed her glasses up her nose and headed toward the entrance to the arena Marowak following her. It had been a while since she had kept Marowak out of its pokeball while just wandering around - she couldn't recall doing so at all since it had evolved - but since that last match so many spectators had wanted a closer look at the pokemon that it was simply more convenient this way. Marowak was a lot more comfortable with the attention than Marion, who knew they meant well but was really stating to become uncomfortable with having so many eyes on her. It was to be expected, of course, a previously unheard of trainer with only one badge getting into the finals, but it still made her uncomfortable. At least in the arena she was concentrating on the battle and could ignore them.
"You need to go back in, Marowak. If you're out in the arena with me, people will assume you're what I'm starting with." She said, recalling the bonekeeper. She probably would start with him, but it was best to keep her options open until as late as possible.
"A finalist from out of nowhere, Marion Puce of Ecruteak! Will her lucky streak earn her the title of champion?"
Marion flinched at the word 'lucky'. She liked to think she had a little skill at least. She had been forcing herself to think realistically and not let her victories go to her head but it really stung coming from the announcer.
She scanned the crowd for Lucy, she said she had been there in the last match and was annoyed that she had been ignored, but it was difficult to distinguish people. Adjusting her glasses to make up for the sun's glint, she looked over at her opponent instead.
"Huh? Are you still in?" She said, recognising him. "Congratulations! I hope we can have another good match."
"You need to go back in, Marowak. If you're out in the arena with me, people will assume you're what I'm starting with." She said, recalling the bonekeeper. She probably would start with him, but it was best to keep her options open until as late as possible.
"A finalist from out of nowhere, Marion Puce of Ecruteak! Will her lucky streak earn her the title of champion?"
Marion flinched at the word 'lucky'. She liked to think she had a little skill at least. She had been forcing herself to think realistically and not let her victories go to her head but it really stung coming from the announcer.
She scanned the crowd for Lucy, she said she had been there in the last match and was annoyed that she had been ignored, but it was difficult to distinguish people. Adjusting her glasses to make up for the sun's glint, she looked over at her opponent instead.
"Huh? Are you still in?" She said, recognising him. "Congratulations! I hope we can have another good match."