Cloyster had not joined the Starmie below, but instead had stalked the deck for a little longer, apparently looking for something. It had no discernable ears, of course, but a lot of pokemon lacked those. Yet, they were usually able to hear commands from their trainers with ease. It was rather peculiar, really. But they could also hear other things. In this case, the Ice Pokemon could discern a foreign sound in the air and was looking for that for a bit. Not content with grabbing almost drowned beings from the ocean, it instead took aim at the sky when a Ribombee was about to fly over. One locked on, the Cloyster shot Ice Beams on the smaller ‘mon, missing a few times at first. The flier, in turn, tried to dodge and just get away, but could not properly predict all the shots. Eventually, the anti-air efforts bore fruits, bringing down the bugly bomber to see it crash into the boat. If it was any bigger and heavier, that might have even been a bad thing.

As was, Violet threw another ball. However, she did not get to do much else, because she was once more coaxed onto the other’s lap. She didn’t mind that in the slightest, of course. It was just a bit surprising. Still, she had to chuckle as she looked at the woman beneath her, briefly sitting up a bit more. “So far, I am not. But you better put in a lot of effort. I am a bit higher maintenance than a huge body of water. And yes, I technically just called your mistress ‘fat’.” She laughed, feeling like that was a very fun little pun, before leaning in herself. However, before nuzzling in for a little nap as offered, she did make a brief stop at the very least.
Both hands sought the other’s cheeks just to raise her chin and head, before diving in for another kiss, gently and slowly, but also demandingly. That was what she wanted, and she certainly would get it. Even if they were on borrowed time here – or, moreso, because – they had to live this out to the fullest.

- Attempts to catch Ribombee