Skyla was still standing near that cannon with her hands on her hips and an annoyed look on her face. Really? No one was going to volunteer to help her? What a bunch of cry babies around here. Everyone should be happy for a chance to fly, shouldn’t they? Never mind if it involved a wall.
As she was reflecting with annoyance, a voice was heard in the gym. ”Hm?” Perking up, she turned and walked in the direction of the sound, finding poor Touya. ”Oh, perfect! Come in, come in!”
Black looked at the first contraption in front of him, which was decidedly blocking his path, and groaned. The Nimbasa Gym already gave him an upset stomach, so whatever the flying gym had in store for him, it wasn’t pretty. He opened the hatch on the first one, and saw that it was large enough for him to walk in. ”Here goes nothing,” he said, and stepped inside.
His foot triggered a switch, which closed the hatch behind him, and the contraption grew to life. It began whirring and moving, and Black instantly regretted his decision to challenge this gym. Finally, it locked in place with a click, and Black relaxed — until the floor turned out to be a taut rubber sheet which launched him into the air.
Oh crap, it’s a cannon. This gym has human cannons in it.
THUD! Black landed on the ground, his legs barely holding him up, and leaned on a nearby garbage can for support as his body decided whether or not it wanted to keep his lunch. After a moment, he looked around, and noticed nine or ten more cannons, with Skyla, the gym leader, standing next to one against a far wall, waving at him.
This is going to be fun, Black thought to himself.