((I let you get some free hits, and if you want you can have some more. :P
did her best to dodge a Shadow Ball from below. She didn't do too well, taking it to the arm, but shook the odd feeling away.
And 50 feet? He rolled 50 feet and ended up outside, right.))
Tamra rose an eyebrow. "Hey, down there, is anyone recording this? This is getting good," she laughed, and put her arm out, letting the Dragon Pulse release its energy into her. It stung more than she thought, but was still a Dragon Pulse from a
Gible.
"Well, Team Galactic is dead," she yelled down. "And it's too late to undo what's done," she sang, and put the camera on top of the flat beam. It should be safe there, she had moved quickly as to not let anyone see her put it there, and the beam was wide and flat. Slipping off, Tamra spread her wings and stopped right in front of the kid. "Well, if I need some anti-aggression pills, you need some anti-depressants, and a lot of them."
Turning to Staree, she nodded. "Well, you're right. We need to go find Crystal.." Tamra spread her palms and a green, almost invisible shield of energy formed between her and the Pokemon. "Let's go, before the crazy bastard gets up, and this Protect wears away."
((EDIT: I have lost a great deal of faith in the RP board. Hooooly crap.))
Tamra pushed back on the Protect shield, and let it soak up the blows, before dropping it. "Well, fine," she yelled. "If you want a fight. I can hear you, dumbasses," she hissed, and looked up at the sky. Could a Draco Meteor convince them all to lay off..? But then, there were others in the building, namely Noelle and Oliver. She would rather not hurt them.. but a controlled rage might work. Putting her claws up, Tamra waited for them to move.