Thelma
`Who are you calling scared?!`

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His eyes seemingly never left the big coffin shaped pokemon as it receded to the safe dark clutches of the cave. Who knew what it was going to do there, who knew how long it would stand there waiting for someone to pass by only to leap out at them and pull them into their coffin leaving them there to starve and dry out till they become nothing more but a pitiful spirit for the cruel pokemon to eat. It made him shiver once more, he read too much ghost tales that was for sure. "Ghost pokemon are cool 'nd all but they're so creepy." He childishly retorted with a slight shake of his head. 

Subway master was indeed a trainer class that was from the great and almighty region of Unova! The subway line was his pride and joy and if you gave him even the slightest chance to gush on about his pokemon than he'd be going on for hours and hours. He plastered on his usual smile again and gave Cord a very vigorous hand shake. 

"Cord... What a lovely name indeed how fitting for a trainer of your sorts." Emmet mused with a nod of his head before his eyes sparked slightly at the mention of a battle. In contrast to his brother, he'd gladly battle any stranger he just met. "Oh oh oH! I'd be more than honoured to be your opponent!"
Jean
What the subway master said echoed in his head, *You should be more careful with your pokemon*; something a concerned person would say to someone who's garchomp got yeeted, obviously. At least it wasn't "Be more kind" Or he would pop a gasket, Cord's recent stint with a particular trainer left most of his lagging with his sudden harshness, leaving his whip a bit more worn with use.

As a teen, titles like that would have made Cord scoffed, now he dreaded them a little more, remembering the sting of a sharp claw raking against his left eye and permanently making it useless.

He gets a bit suprised with the sudden handshake, his thin body shaking a bit from the force as he laughs nervously,"You're a bit energetic, huh?". The garchomp leaps up, ready to battle as the cofagrigus comes back with four pokeballs, tossing them to its trainer as Cord catches them all, "Glad you accepted, Emmet. I'll be using my garchomp, if you don't mind"
Thelma
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He giggled slightly and took a couple of steps back from the young trainer and its garchomp bringing a hand to the small key chain of poke balls that hung off of his bag, pressing the little button on top his smile widening even more. 

He tossed out the poke ball in his own dazzling little way sending out his Galavantula. "Than I'll be using my precious Galavantula, I hope we can shock you through and through and show you the electrifying power of electric type Pokemon!" He exclaimed with a slight giggle. *It was clear that he had taken much influence from the many battles that Elesa had show cased back in Unova*

The big electric spider look at the garchomp with great curiosity before allowing a course of electric energy pump through its body, nothing excited it more than to battle within the clutches of a dark cave. It was the kind of environment that the bug was raised in, the kind of environment that it felt most comfortable in.
Jean
A galvantula? Interesting choice, but Cord was still cautious despite the electric immunity. He lowers his bishop-lik hat, and steps aside to let the ground dragon stomp into the fray.

"An electric bug type pokemon? Nice choice. I hope you'll give and me pokemon a good match", he smiles, the man's energy reminding him of a certain someone. "I'll let you have the first hit"

The garchomp smirks, looking at the galvantula, tightening its body to anticipate a strong string shot to immobilize it. Despite being slightly out of tune with his trainer, the dragon seems alert and able to know what to do in certain situations.
Thelma
`A battle to be won`

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The smile drawn widely on the young subway masters face was evident enough that he was more than simply pumped to start off. That was the kind of victory smile that he wore when he was truly ready for an intense battle no matter what the outcomes where! *Although, if he were being honest he wasn't as good as his brother when it came to battling*

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His galavantula let out a curious cry giving Chords Garchomp a nasty look. "How nice of you~ Alright Galavantula lets start this off with some real action, Use Throat chop!" It didn't matter what the type match ups where he loved his precious little bug very much and even if the chances of winning was quite slim it wouldn't have mattered to him he simply loved showing off his precious spider whenever he had the chance.

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The big bug raced across the small distance that was held between it and the garchomp coming at its neck with such forceful speed. His trainer wasn't the kind to all of a sudden send out a pokemon that would be weak to the other type but it wouldn't hurt anyone to sneak in a few training minutes would it?

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He could feel a rush of energy course through him, his heart pounding loudly with excitement. Nothing riled him up more than a battle! After all they were primarily what his job as a subway master revolved around.
Jean
"Iron head, go!", Cord commanded as the garchomp would rush forwards to try to hit the spider directly in the jaws with its iron head. 

Type advantages were a bit finicky for Cord, all pokemon has some coverage against their weak types after all. A strong dragon like his garchomp could break through almost any attack with its mighty iron head, *Almost*.