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Post by SongofWindchimes on Jun 12, 2012 16:37:42 GMT -5
Allakota's wolfish grin simply became all the more prominent at Gwen's comment. Heh, he liked this one. Amy should keep this chick around; she knew a good-looking set of natural weaponry when she saw it. However, the weavile's comment and showing off quickly made his expression sour. The nerve of this guy, making such a ridiculous claim...He most certainly did not have better claws or muscles than Alla.
The zangoose's tail gave an irritated twitch, but the cocky smile was back in place soon enough. He crossed his arms in an X-shape in front of his chest that was clearly meant to be showy. "Whatever, pal. Can you do this?" His long, sharp claws suddenly turned metallic, gleaming in the bar's lights.
Amy let out a few snickers that turned into an ungraceful snort. "Boys'll be boys, huh?" she commented, abandoning her drink for the moment in favour of the testosterone-fueled show starting. Of course, the only 'boys' in Amy's life were her pokemon; for whatever combination of reasons, she didn't have any male friends...or many friends in general, really.
In a more sober state of mind, Amy might have been a bit concerned that Alla might be pushed to a point where he just tried to punch Nails out, but as it was she didn't really realize that that was a possibility...and, if it was pointed out to her, it was a toss up whether she'd find that idea a bad thing or hilarious.
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