angel, rogue bastard
he / him
twenty-six
july 21st
alto mare, johto
heterosexual
pilot
nautica owner
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angelo vestri
extra crispy wings [m]
POSTED ON Jan 28, 2021 22:46:53 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","angelo"] “Smelling smoke’s usually not a good sign, huh?” Angelo adds, unhelpfully. [break][break]
The hand that had grabbed onto Alexei’s shirt to get his attention falls, absentmindedly twiddling with the bracelets on his wrist as his gaze takes to the sky – searching for smoke as opposed to the familiar, mysterious pull of the moon. It’s difficult to see the signs of the fire in the dark or maybe it’s just that his vision is the slightest disorientated? Details, details… [break][break]
While Alexei panics, Angelo looks around for the source of the burning scent, at least until the other man withdraws a pokeball and the burst of light that flashes in the corner of his vision draws his attention. Similar, ocean blue eyes meet with his. “Oh... And who are you, stellina?” His hands partially raise, prepared to take the little unknown creature into his arms as it readies itself to leap at his face but apparently there was more important issues to attend to. [break][break]
Ah, right. Smoke usually meant fire. [break][break]
“C’mon, Lex!” Angelo takes off running down the dark path, his fingertips fumbling for a pokeball stored in his jacket pocket. When he finds purchase, Rigel his Flygon appears; taking to the skies towards where a rapidly visible plume of smoke ascended towards the stars. They probably wouldn’t need a guide, not when the forest was slowly beginning to turn a flickering shade of orange. [break][break]
Around the corner a small shrine, previously snugly tucked amongst the trees has become engulfed in flames. It’s crackling heat is enough to knock the tipsiness right out of Angelo’s system; danger alerting his senses. Adrenaline beginning to pump through his body. [break][break]
Blue eyes dart towards the pale haired gym leader, brow furrowed as the sound of the wooden structure groans under the strain. “Okay.. Shit. What're the chances of someone being trapped inside?” He asks, before shaking his head and reaching for a second pokeball - water pokemon inside. “No, fuck. We need to check or I won't be able to sleep tonight. You staying out here or coming with me? Unless you've got an idea?”
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