Azul wiped his mouth clean, replacing his mouth guard for his mask. He sighed pleasurably, smiling. "Man, that was one hell of a cheeseburger. Now time to work a bit of it off." he thought, rummaging in his pocket and pulling out a bright blue whistle. He blew it, and no sound was made to most people around. His Pokemon, one by one, came back to him, with happy smiles on their faces, joyful to get some alone time and some free time to roam and explore the ship. The last one to appear was Requiem, his Gengar. He had a bit of a suspicious smile on his face as he giggled to himself. Azul payed it no heed, and returned everyone except Aria, his Salamence. He walked alongside her as they walked outside to the deck/pool area.
He looked around, seeing people and Pokemon enjoying their time on the luxury cruise. He smiled, loving to see people having so much fun with their Pokemon, their friends. He even saw a boy and his Mankey battle a swimmer's Poliwhirl. Azul, as usual, got many weird glances and gawks at his get-up, his Heracross outfit. This was, mostly, for his and his Pokemon's benefit, but at the same time, better for the people around him. The last thing he wanted was Team Rocket tailing him and causing some ruckus. As long as others weren't hurt by his doing or because of him, he could care less that he was getting some weird stares. But, also per usual, he had people staring in awe of his Salamence. It was a rare Pokemon, never before seen in Kanto and Johto, so it was normal for people to stare at Aria. He grinned, kinda liking the attention. He decided, though, to let Aria fly later, seeing as how the deck was a bit crowded, and didn't want to knock people away with her wings lifting off. He put Aria in her Pokeball, getting another one out, and releasing Beat, his Electabuzz. Beat seemed happy, stomping the ground and sounding off. Azul laughed, guiding him over nearby a food vendor, and where it looked like a Pokemon Ranger, by the look of his clothes, and a powerful Gym Leader were about to do battle. He cracked his neck, bowing before Beat, him doing the same. Beat and Azul always trained together at least 2 or three times a week, by boxing each other. It helped Azul keep on his toes, and Beat to get some practice. Plus, they liked to box each other, it helped bonding with him.
Beat made the first move, and went for a jab, whereas Azul deftly blocked it, and countered with a hook to the right. Beat swayed backwards, and then rushed forward, giving Azul a good punch into the sternum. Azul groaned, laughing, feeling Beat's strength through his punch, and it was something to be feared. And he even knew he was holding back a lot so as not to harm him. Azul retreated, swaying to and fro with decent footwork, which Beat still had trouble with. Beat began to mimic, although a bit sloppily, Azul's footwork. "Yes, good Beat! As long as you stay moving, you can dodge easier." he encouraged, moving slowly back into range, and connecting with a good jab at Beat, which made Beat come back with an uppercut, which Azul luckily dodged. Beat's uppercuts were brutal, even when he DID hold back. He got a concussion from one after a certain training session. He then gave a few more quick jabs and a hook, connecting only with the hook, at which Beat gave a hook, connecting with Azul's face, jarring his skull. Azul swore a little bit, chuckling. "Man, Beat gets better with every training session..." he thought, as he continued to spar with Beat, some passerby's watching the battle with enthusiasm.