This wasn't going as planned, she was too fierce. In his mind the perfect pokemon had stood proud and taken the punishment she deserved. Disobeying her trainer, and forced to understand this, resulted in her accepting the punishment. But this was reality, not some dream or fantasy. He had to make her understand, and punish her as he promised. Yet at the same time he didn't want to ruin the bond developing between trainer and pokemon.<br/><br/>Sweat dripped off his brow, the small struggle sending adrenaline and the usual messages of exertion to his brain. He wasn't tired by a long-shot, though she was a pokemon. Built athletic, with strong legs. She was relatively calm right now as he stood over her, holding her down on her knees. Though he judged her capable of quite a bit of damage to his legs if she chose to kick with her full strength. Perhaps, Adrian thought as his hand slipped to the injector hidden in his belt, he just had to drug her. It would make her slow, sluggish, and calm her down a bit. Perhaps he could, reason, with her then. It seemed like the best option, and she might well be easier to manipulate in that sluggish state of mind. In the very least, she would be able to listen to him.<br/><br/>Taking out the small, pistol shaped injector and pressing the tip against the end of her back, Adrian wasted little time in injecting her. She would feel a pinprick, the adrenaline might even wash the pain away before she became aware of it. The drug wasn't nearly as aggressive as the one he used to knock her out. Its effects only slowly becoming evident. She would feel far less rage and energy, as the contents battled the effects of the adrenaline. Sending chemicals into her bloodstream that would tell her brain to relax, almost sleep really. Though she wouldn't lose consciousness because of it. Eventually she would just be slow, weak, perhaps a little tired. She might feel flushes of heat through her cheeks and body, because of the adrenaline that was still present. In the very least, it would calm her down a little.<br/><br/>Adrian didn't wait for the effects to start as he spoke; "Listen to me, Umbre. What are you doing? You know who I am, and you know what you are. I am your trainer, and you are my pokemon. Stop fighting me. Your life in the wild is the past. Your present, and future, lie in my care."<br/><br/>He didn't push her further, he didn't pull her hands. All he did was keep her in that position, waiting for the drug to start and make her manageable. She would calm down and become sluggish, perfect for him to work with. She would listen to him, and he would make her answer, and understand just how her new life worked. And, naturally, there was still the punishment he owed her.