mav
he | him | his
27 (now 31)
october 21st
lavender town, kanto
heterosexual
freelancer
ex-gym leader
a heart like a lion, burning like fire
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maverick noah ryder
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POSTED ON Nov 17, 2020 20:00:40 GMT
With the decision made that Soup would handle the Oricorio, Maverick gave him a firm nod. His warm colored orbs flickered to the next as his pokemon began to distract the creature. And as soon as the fire type was out of the nest, it was his time to do his part. Reaching into his pocket, he summoned salamence. The creature open her mouth to roar to life but Maverick was quick to silence her. He hushed her, pointing to the battle and then pointing to the nest. “She’s distracted. Can you bring me up there to take that nest down?” Honestly, he didn’t even know why the question come out. She would have to regardless. Was it out of politeness? The salamence let steam puff out of her nose, upset she was silenced but let the human climb upon her back. Once on her back, one thrust of her massive wing span was more than enough to lift them to the nest. “Careful,” he whispered, mostly just out of concern she might just blow the nest out off the powerline. His gaze flickered down the the nest, spotted two eggs in there. He frowned, letting a silent sigh as he wiggled himself to the edge of his salamence side. This was a trick of balance. The man first snatched one egg rather easily, siting close to the edge of the nest. He careful placed the egg on her back for a moment while he reached for the other one. And after a few attempts, he managed the get the other egg safely. With both eggs in his arms, he nodded to the dragon. “Bring me down so we can make sure these eggs don’t get hurt.” The salamence landed softly as Maverick slide off her bad and placed the two eggs on the ground. “Izumi. Keep these eggs warm please,” he told the oddly colored Talanflame. The fire and flying type landed next tot he eggs, using her warmer body temps to keep them warm. Not that the eggs were safely down, the man leaped back onto his dragon. “Alright… Nest time.”Lagertha lifted to the nest once more. Maverick quickly disassembled the nest, letting the pieces of twisted branches, leaves, and feathers fall to the ground for clean up once he was done. He nodded when the nest was completely removed from the powerline. “Good to go,” he yelled to Soup, tapping the dragons neck indicating for them to land. She did, letting her trainer climb off of her. The man then gathered all the branches and other things that constructed the nest into a pile away from the lines. “Flamethrower,” he instructed to the salamence, pointing to the pile. A stream of flames erupted from her mouth as she set the crumbled up nest one fire. With the nest out of the power line and the remaining being burned, Maverick gave her a “thanks for your help” before recalling her back into her ball. As the pile burned to nothing but ash, Maverick let his gaze fall upon the two eggs that they had to deal with. “I wonder if they would let us keep them. You know. One for me and one for you.” The Talonflame snuggled close to the eggs, keeping them warm while they waited. “I sure could use one of them.” It was only when Soup was done that he would looked to Soup for suggestions. |
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