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How had it come to this?

Not even two hours ago the two had been enjoying a late dinner at a local Slateport Diner laughing about the various nuances of their day to days.

Miles eyes the area locals all with an assortment of pokemon each adorned with various accessories, some more stylish than others. He's not unfamiliar with the tone of the area, the nature of his job oft had the man visit enclaves, not unlike these. The sites are common, Rebels without a place to go and so they linger wherever they can. They drive themselves into danger in an attempt to find what they lost, or to see a path forward. Indeed, Miles understands the vibe all too well even if he doesn't mention it aloud.

Still, he'd stand by Stormy through thick and thin they'd gotten into this fighting for what they believed in and he'd be the last to turn his back because it was a little dangerous. His resolve was more than that, and apparently so was hers.

He moves through the crowd to meet the primary racer under her tent, ready to relay the rules and nature of the course. Upon entering he finds the star of the show just as stunning as ever. "Hey champ." a light tease, and smile before a hand finds itself around her waist. "So, it's a three on three race. Each team has two riders on one pokemon. The person in front is in charge of guiding, while the secondary rider is in charge of running interference using a second pokemon. If we win this the 'DK' (Drive King) returns the 'tax' money to the community. If he wins we lose our riding partners, pay the fine, and when it comes to the races we're none the wiser. We're unable to ride flying or swimming pokemon but they can be used for interference. It's a three-mile square course through the docks dodging shipping containers, and attacks from other racers... " He pauses,

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Admittedly the normally cautious man is a little too interested, but subjecting the woman to all this seemed like a lot and it was more than understandable to back out. Whatever came from withdrawing he'd handle it.

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If she were to say that she wasn't nervous, she would be lying. And, although lying came naturally in her line of work- the facade of being 'good', without fear, without uncertainty- she found that she couldn't conjure that same confidence with him. When he entered the tent she felt her shoulders sag with relief.[break][break]

"Hey--"[break][break]

Smooth as butter, his hand slips against her back, fitting around her waist. It is calming, so much so that she seeks out his other hand to hold on for just a moment longer. He wastes no time in explaining to her the details of the race and the rules to follow, and she listens intently while holding onto him. [break][break]

"Sounds like a piece of cake."[break][break]

There is excitement in his tone, something she hasn't yet seen, perhaps. It encourages her to be confident, to have faith. He asks her if she is still willing to go on and she meets his concern with a smile. This smile, of course, is followed promptly by a very forward and aggressive kiss, twisted up by the fingers at his collar pulling him closer. She pats the wrinkles shes made by accident and smirks.[break][break]

"Are you sure you want to do this?"[break][break]

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POSTED ON May 11, 2021 2:45:38 GMT

How had it come to this?

He receives the best answer he could have possibly got, it's a surprise at first but he very quickly finds his footing reciprocating that same passion. his other arm wraps itself around her, what was a partial embrace is now full. When the Rapidish stomps outside he remains firm refusing to let go of the woman. When their lips eventually part, his focus shifts honing in on those ruby eyes that threaten to consume the scientist. He can't get enough of her thus he still resists choosing to rest his forehead against hers in those final moments.

"With you, I'll do anything." He doesn't even think about it, regardless of how corny it may have been.

Only when he feels the energy of the crowd shifts just beyond their paper-thin walls do his arms finally drop.

"I'll make sure no one touches us Hero, just make sure you're going as fast as you can." There's an air of confidence about him as he ties a trinket to his hair keeping it hidden under the shadow of his ponytail. He holds the tent door back revealing the crowd of onlookers.

His eyes spot the starting line and their direct competitors. A Luxray and a Scoliopede were the racers, the former serves as the DK's pokemon of choice, accompanying the racing pokemon happened to be a Gogoat and a Staraptor. Pairs and pairs of eyes watch the two as they move to the starting line whispers and jeers alike all meld in sound against the duo, even so there's no fear holding the woman's hand in his. When they hit the line A pokeball releases his partner of choice an Aerodactyl that would support the two from the skies.

"Hey I...I can't wait to get back home tonight, after wiping these clowns." There's something else he wants to say, but it's still too soon or rather he fears it is. When prompted by his date he'd climb aboard the rapidash arms wrapped around her torso. He meant what he said, no harm would dare come to the woman while he was here.

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If any moment should last a lifetime, she'd wish it were this one. Warmth, strength, confidence, perhaps something more pumps lifeblood through her veins as his arms collapse around her. They seal their kiss and deepen it, lost in each other for a moment longer than the stallion outside might like.[break][break]

Apollo has already sized up his opponents and remains confident he will succeed. Though he might be getting on in years, his experience outweighs their arrogant youth.[break][break]

She literally gasps in order to catch her breath, mesmerized by the way he smells, the way he breathes, the way he feels. Miles' forehead rests against her own and she loses herself in it, content to coexist alongside a man she had come to be quite fond of. It was a dangerous path she was taking, she knew- and yet it came to her so naturally and so easily that she couldn't stop herself, couldn't slow down.[break][break]

"You might live to regret those words, my dear."[break][break]

All of them, especially the bit about going as fast as she could.[break][break]

His hands fall away to tie something into his hair and she does the same, pulling her own dark strands into a half-hearted braid to keep it out of her face. Whether it stayed out of Miles' though was to be determined.[break][break]

She follows him out of the tent and into the public. People whoop and shout, booing for the couple in favor of what they were familiar with. It makes no difference, and she can feel Apollo's anxious excitement beneath her open palm. Her hand smooths against his hide, brushing over scars, over years of partnership and trust.[break][break]

"Ready to win, old boy?"[break][break]

Stormy glances over her shoulder as she mounts, offering him a hand up. But in her distraction, she's only caught half of what he's had to say. The heaviness, the feeling behind his words is lost on her, it seems. Even still, she smiles and grows giddy with childish excitement.[break][break]

"Ooo.. a sleepover? Let's make short work of these clowns then, yeah?"[break][break]

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POSTED ON May 11, 2021 4:03:50 GMT

Her pure excitement is enough to shelve his sentiments. Perhaps later, much later he'd finally speak the words he held so close to his chest. The researcher tucks himself against the woman hoping Apollo doesn't mind the extra weight. He wants to bury himself in Stormy even now under the circumstances he finds her scent intoxicating, but there's a job to do and so he resists. An eye moves to the Aerodactyl who in a quick gust would take flight above the starting line. Sizing up his opponents dangerously. The staraptor whom despite its size in comparison refused to back down from the prehistoric bird to its credit.

A starter would walk between the pokemon, a green flag twirling in his hand. Miles inches closer against Stormy his heartbeat pulsates against her back. A final peck reaches her neck something he'd claim was for good luck after the fact.

3...

Aerodacyl roars the king of the skies is more than prepared to control the race's flow from his kingdom above.

2...

The Luxray crouches preparing his own thunderous start into the darkness.

1...

The crowd reaches its peak in the dead of night harbor lights the only testament to their being. The noise serves as the sole proof they're all alive in the moment.

The flag is swung and the pokemon race off. Already, obstacles appear in the first straightaway. An assortment of steel bins and containers had been recently moved onto the raceway a last-minute tactic to throw the newcomers of their game. The gogoat is the first to attack in its sprint the pokemon unleashes a seed bomb on the competitors only for Miles to make his move. "Rock Slide!" The Aerodactyl answers from above laying an assortment of stones behind the two stopping the seed bomb causing a small explosion above. Still, Rocks continue to fall one slamming into the staraptor, unprepared for the stones to fall so quickly.

His grip remains firm around her waist as the ponytail whips him now few times over the course of the ride. His mind remains on the race regardless. Miles was prepared to thwart whoever decided to rise from behind first. In the midsts, he can't help but feel this was how it was supposed to be. He'd guard the woman from behind while she shined as only she could.

He can't remember the last time he felt so alive in the company of another.

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POSTED ON May 11, 2021 14:27:20 GMT

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The Rapidash does not seem to mind the extra weight in the slightest. Rather, his impatience stems from their inaction. Holding his position at the starting line was basically torture, and the stallion taps his feet and grunts out of frustration, not discomfort. Stormy continues to pat his shoulder to still him, to no avail.[break][break]

Stormy tilts her cheek back toward Miles when he plants a kiss to her neck. But she doesn't have the time to react because the race is starting. Her attention lifts to the man's Aerodactyl as it takes to the sky, and she grins at the shadow the bird casts on the ground beneath them. It grants them wings that fold above them.[break][break]

The person who approaches from the side makes Apollo's skin crawl with anticipation. The fire at his heels burns brighter, his mane and tail rippling with untapped potential- boosted exponentially by Stormy's influence. And yet the flames don't harm either rider. They brush skin and it tickles, but doesn't burn.[break][break]

Stormy's fingers tighten around the Rapidash's reins, knees squeezing gently in preparation for the jump.[break][break]

"Hold on tight!"[break][break]

She can feel the thump of Miles' heartbeat pressed between her shoulderblades. Her own drums relentlessly in her chest, but it is supercharged by adrenaline and anticipation. It had been a while since she'd participated in something so risky, so thrilling.[break][break]

The flag lowers and they leap, charging across the pavement with abandon. Sparks fly where his hooves connect with the ground and the stallion eats up the terrain with ease. Behind them, the Gogoat attempts to slow them down with a seed bomb. Fortunately, regardless of the Aerodactyl's interference, the bombs likely would have burnt up just in proximity to the Rapidash.[break][break]

But their partner's rock slide serves to slow down the Staraptor- easily their biggest competitor.[break][break]

"Not bad! I may just keep you around!"[break][break]

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POSTED ON May 11, 2021 18:35:25 GMT

The fire type's speed is unquestionable. Its hoves spark against the concrete immediately creating distance between itself and the other racers. How long had she been training the horse he can't help but wonder, Rapidash were naturally fast but this was so far beyond that. Her comment snaps him from the thought. Head turns halfway to face the competitors determined not to be disgraced on their field.

"What you had doubts?"

Aerodactyl would twirl in the air lowering in altitude to serve as a cover for any other attacks. The staraptor manages to regain its balance before soaring high into the night sky cutting across the course. It hones in on the riders preparing to attack head-on in what was a highspeed game of chicken. The Gogoat also has more than enough fight left in it and so from behind the fires a razor leaf.

"Care to handle thi-" He bites his tongue trying to be cute. Classic.

Aerodactyl is already prepared facing the 3 pokemon behind. The other racers attempt to catch up only for the rock type to whip up a sandstorm annoyed by the blades of grass that struck the creature from behind. In seconds the gusts catch stride, dirt and barrels pick up in the wind slowing the other competitors down as the storm grows fiercer. It'd be up to the driver to dodge the Staraptor spiraling toward them its wing glowing with fierce power.

Even through his self-immolation, there's a smirk on his face.

He was having fun.

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It's almost as if they are flying. At some point, their feet barely touch the ground. What obstacles stand in their way are easily maneuvered past or cleared with a leap. Stormy leans into the saddle as if born for it, though she makes sure to reach back and hold Miles to her over every jump. [break][break]

Despite Apollo's age, the boy has not retired any. His strides are long and deliberate and poised. His chest heaves with exhertion but he doesn't stop. And above him, with wings of stone, the king of the sky takes control of the world above. Surely, there is no chance that they will lose--[break][break]

But where had that Luxray disappeared to? They had kept tabs on the Gogoat, and the stout little fella had no chance of catching up. He was relying on brute strength over agility, and he was rapidly losing ground and falling behind. But there is a shadow that had been hot on their tail, kept just out of sight.[break][break]

She could feel the static riding up her legs, supercharging the ground. Apollo snorts, agitated. It prompts his legs to stiffen and they fumble briefly. Apollo squeals mostly in rage, but perhaps a little bit in pain.[break][break]

"Easy, boy."[break][break]

Miles begins to say something but he, too, is cut off. The hair along her neck stands on end and she isn't sure if its because of nerves or because of some sort of outside force. She tightens her grip on the reins, anxiety leaking through her skin and into Apollo.[break][break]

"Miles? Where's the Luxray?"[break][break]

As if on cue, a blood-curtling yowl sounds. Apollo screams again, pulling to a sharp halt. Stormy gasps, thighs squeezing instinctively as the Rapidash pulls his front legs up into the air. He rears, front legs flailing as the Luxray misses and falls to the ground nearby, skidding to a halt. It continues to growl, tail lashing, its rider expressing a cocky grin.[break][break]

"Are you alright? Don't let go of me, okay?"[break][break]

But even she is trembling, breath shaky. They've come to a dead halt, with Apollo delicately placing his hooves as the Luxray circles. For now, the Gogoat is too far behind and unable to get out of the rock-climb rubble left behind. It was just them.[break][break]

"Well.. this isn't friendly."[break][break]

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The mare speeds forward leaping over an assortment of barrels and containers placed specifically to trip the duo up. It's clear her claims about being the brawn hadn't been in jest as the two weave through the various debris. The fire type's silver flames streak behind them as the jaunt continues uninterrupted through the course. Miles assumes the Luxray is caught in the sandstorm with the other pokemon, but when the static begins to run through him traces of concern appear in the man.

"In the sto-"

What was a smooth ride becomes rougher as the Luxray decides to end any illusion concerning the 'race' it's attack just narrowly missing the three. The rapidash suffers a glancing blow from the charge, and the 'friendly' competition ends. The rapidash lurches upwards in pain causing Miles to loses his balance.

She says hold on, but it's too late he's unable to fully comply and falls off the side of the blazing horse tumbling onto the concrete. Instinct saves him and he tucks managing to roll before coming to a stop. It's not the cleanest recovery, but it gets the job done. A quick check reveals an arm wet with blood, but a quick once over reveals he had control over all his limbs, meaning he could fight. His training hasn't gone to waste.

As his sleeve wettens with blood, anger begins to rise, adrenaline refusing to settle. A second pokeball finds itself miniaturized in his closed palm, he too had learned that playing by the rules was more often than not a fool's game, a lesson THEO BECKETT was more than happy to impart. Thankfully, the man's training had prepared him for these circumstances and he by no means cared enough about the sanctity of the event to break a few rules of his own.

"Hey, you both alright?" He offers a smile to the woman despite his bruised body. He's thankful he's chosen to wear black as it hides the bleeding arm as well as the majority of his other scrapes.

Before he can summon another monster a roar from above warrants his attention, quickly following, a staraptor crashes against the ground between the two pokemon clearly unable to fight. Whatever had happened in the clouds above hadn't gone well for the bird pokemon.

"Your late." From above the aerodactyl twists to the ground it's agility boosted self lands behind his partner. Ready to continue its fight. Any other pokemon would be unnecessary or so the Aerodactyl implies by its presence.

The fourth and final pokemon appears as well, the second rider and the Scoliopede having managed to free themselves from the sandstorm. Quickly the rider and her scoliopede fall into the DK's formation circling the duo opposite to the Luxray. With that, the stage is finally set for a full two on two.

"Call me crazy, but I'm under the impression they don't plan to let us walk away." A sardonic laugh follows, "And if I'm to be completely honest I don't quite feel like letting them do the same." The scoliopede prepares itself skin hardening with an Iron Defense. On the other side, he's sure the Luxray was preparing some technique of its own.

"Regardless of what may come. I have your back Storms." He plays with her nickname for the first time, eyes never once leaving the opponents.

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Heart pounding, caught so far up her throat it feels like she can't breath, she clings to Apollo's back with ferocity. There is sweat against her palms, the foam against the stallions hide slick now with blood as well. He bleeds from the wound to his chest, trembling from the pain and from the sudden stop. His legs are strained and he shifts his weight beneath her slowly, unsure what to do. [break][break]

He waits for Stormy's guidance, but she offers none because she, too, remains in shock.[break][break]

"Miles?"[break][break]

The woman's voice is panicked, eyes wide with horror as she turns to realize the weight, the warmth he'd offered against her back was missing. Her eyes fall to the ground, to where he lay in a twisted heap, broken-- no. This is her mind playing tricks on her, he is fine, he is alive. It nearly makes her sob out loud with relief, but she holds fast to her mind, to her emotions.[break][break]

Stormy's attention shifts to the pokeball in his hand and then immediately up to the beast in the sky. His Aerodactyl makes itself known after what felt like a lifetime apart. Relief shakes her right down to her toes to see that the Staraptor had been knocked unconscious. It seemed that the Gogoat was also unable to finish the race.[break][break]

Which left herself, the Luxray, and the Scolipede.[break][break]

And Miles smile despite the circumstances fills her with hope and relief. What tears of fear she'd felt budding evaporate as the temperature rises. They were surrounded, and yet Stormy did not feel the least bit threatened, the least bit afraid. She couldn't be, nor could she afford to be. [break][break]

"Yeah-- yeah, we're okay."[break][break]

Breathless, exhausted, startled and overwhelmed: but okay.[break][break]

"Let's crush 'em."[break][break]

For the sake of not being too over-emotional, she doesn't address the elephant in her chest when he calls her 'Storms'. Instead, she smiles and slides off of the Rapidash's back. The time for racing was over until they dealt with their attackers. Putting herself at the helm of conflict was reckless.[break][break]

"Apollo?"[break][break]

With a sleight of hand type of trick that had occurred some time while dismounting, Stormy had ignited her palms with fire. It had worked as a means to channel power directly into the stallion. Apollo's body responds immediately, his flames burning hotter, fiercer. He's supercharged, wild with his flash fire.[break][break]

The Scolipede's iron defense stands no chance in hell. As Apollo raises the horn on his head to come crashing down in a brilliant fire blast, the Pokemon very nearly burns the Scolipede to a crisp. The iron sheen melts on contact, pooling at the Pokemon's feet.[break][break]

Scolipede would no longer be an issue.[break][break]

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There's panic in her voice and he curses himself. Before he can or before the need to console her arises she pulls herself back, there's work to be done on both sides. The woman hops off her steed and Miles turns making sure his bloodied arm stays out of sight or as much as it can at least. As long as she remained unharmed this was a win. In an unspoken tactic the two switch sides. She chooses to face off against the Scoliopede for obvious reasons leaving Miles to deal with the DK himself, he couldn't have asked for a better opponent. The rider hops off allowing the electric type to fight at its full potential though it certainly wouldn't be fighting long.

He can feel the woman warm at his back, but he's too focused on his own fight to turn. The researcher takes a breath Chu-e Choi appearing in his mind's eye. He'd do it as the underboss taught him. A bloodied hand would reach to his hair tie the hidden jewel beginning to glow. This was overkill certainly, but what better time to experiment on himself. Even amidst all this the researcher can't help but realize that the conditions were perfect. Tensions were high, Caelum was both motivated and energized, and more than both he had something on the line. Something to prove and more someone to protect.

"Don't disappoint." He speaks aloud more to himself than to the pokemon. Caelum would glow white unlocking his next form The pokemon becomes more jagged Stones grow from his wings and the battle lust grows exponentially. The Luxray attempts a thunderbolt, but it's simply too slow. As the light fades the Rock-type soars dodging the Lightning, not even seconds later an enclave of rocks far larger than the ones earlier would pile on the electric type from above. The Luxray manages to dodge one...two, but the rock slide is too fierce and quickly the pokemon is caught trapped in the stone avalanche rocks pummeling its body.

Finish it." The aerodactyl would twist itself in the air before spiraling downward dive-bombing the Luxray. Its head glows with a fierce silver light hardening further before slamming directly into Luxray knocking its body through the newly laid stones and into the DK himself.

For all their tricks the man was all talk." He turns to the woman only to see a faint glow fade from her hands, he chalks it up as a trick of the light. A glance determines her opponents are clearly incapacitated.

Can I make a quick note about how stunning you look right now, or would that be inappropriate?" Aerodactyl lands its body still brimming with infinity energy; content to enjoy this form a little longer. All the while, Miles would make his way toward the woman, "I know I end up saying it every date, but I'm sorry you got dragged into this, or rather, thank you Stormy, for having my back." He's reverted to her full name, not knowing if she liked what seemed like the obvious nickname.

His good arm wraps around her and she can see the dirt and cuts along his face. His outfit is ruined, but still, he's smiling. After all, he has her. Her body's warmer than usual, in fact, it's a bit too hot, but he refuses to let her go enticed by her heat. His arm is stronger forceful as he holds her against his chest.

He keeps his voice low while he speaks, "While I'd love nothing more than to take this show back to Lavaridge and show you exactly how much I appreciate you, any ideas on what we do with, 'that'." the hushed voice lightens as his finger finds itself pointed at the now fallen DK stuck beneath the body of his Luxray.

Certainly, there were people Miles' could call to clean this situation, but that would be a permanent end to a situation that hardly required it.

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If he's trying to hide his injured arm, he succeeds only because Stormy's attention span is limited and more pressing issues are still at the forefront of her mind. Rest assured, however, that she would not let that detail go unnoticed.[break][break]

Apollo, still supercharged with ambition, rage and adrenaline, continues to prance around the area despite having already defeated his foe. He throws his head around, professes his dominance, and allows his flames to burn and burn and burn. Coupled with Stormy's supernatural ability to buff her fire-type Pokemon's strength and ability to apply burns, he's literally thriving.[break][break]

The Scolipede.. not so much.[break][break]

And apparently, just behind her, Miles is handling his portion of the situation beautifully. Stormy glances back in time to see Aerodactyl mega-evolve, and though her own megastone at her chest does not glow now, the ghost of its heat warms her collar anyway. It prompts her to raise her fingertips to the gem, smoothing over its surface.[break][break]

"Without fear, the enemy has no power."[break][break]

Her statement comes across more menacingly than intended, but it feels right. The glow of her hands recedes but she is unaware of both it or the fact that Miles may have seen. Instead, she is caught off-guard by the man's compliment in the middle of a Pokemon battle, in the heart of what danger they had been in. She quite literally stammers, unsure how best to respond.[break][break]

Fortunately, he pulls her close to him so that her cheek rests against his chest. From here she can hear his heart thumping loudly in his chest, and one of her hands slides up his back to hold him in return. [break][break]

"No-- thank you for having mine."[break][break]

Stormy looks up at his face, taking note of the dirt and the cuts. He would be able to see hers too, though she almost certaintly didn't have any in the same severity as his own. He had been the one to fall off a horse, not her. He pins her firmly to his side and rather than feel the least bit trapped or concerned, she is relieved. [break][break]

That, and their proximity breathes a soft gasp from her at the implication behind his words. It stirs warmth, passion, and she stares up at him with an expression that she's sure is not at all subtle regarding her thoughts on his suggestion.[break][break]

"We finish this. So we can go home and.. I can see exactly how much you appreciate me."[break][break]

She winks, giving him an affectionate squeeze to his bum, before slipping out of his grasp to approach the DK. [break][break]

The man is on his hands and knees by the time she approaches him, almost as if she gives off enough heat to melt him. He's begging, she presumes, his stammering unintelligible. But she, too, squats down to meet him face to face, her fingers reaching for his collar to bring him up to her level. Her other hand is an open palm, waiting expectantly.[break][break]

"Fork it over, you piece of shit. And if I ever see your face again, I'm gonna do a whole lot worse than just make you look bad in front of your minions."[break][break]

It's a thinly veiled threat, but she really just means: I'll absolutely throw your ass in jail without a second thought. The only reason she doesn't bother now is one hundred percent because she'd rather just go home with her man. Arresting him required paperwork, an explanation on why she was even here, and probably a worse punishment for her given her involvement in illegal activity.[break][break]

Simply put, she didn't have the time or patience to be put in the dog house again.[break][break]

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"A plan I can more than abide by." With a sudden squeeze she's gone and despite the pain, he can't help but huff playfully before turning to watch her deal with the biggest rat attempting to scurry away. Caelum finally reverts to his standard form as tensions die down. The second rider has recalled her scorched scoliopede and also begins to flee. He nods for aerodactyl to stop her. And so it lands cornering her. The monster's glowing red eyes dare the rider to try anything.

"I'll be checking back with the diner owner periodically to make sure these 'collections' have ended. You'd hate for me to find out otherwise, wouldn't you?" His own glare is almost as intense as the prehistoric pokemon's the dripping blood only emphasizes the intensity the man and his pokemon shared. The secondary rider of course agrees to the terms through her own share of stammering and with a nod to the rock titan she's allowed to flee.

"Stay." An obvious urge to bully the fleeing trainer rested in his pokemon's eyes, and while humorous he thwarts the notion only now beginning to feel the full weight of his wounds. He moves toward Stormy, who judging by the wallet in hand had finished her fair share of intimidation.

"I can return the money tomorrow, I'll be passing through Slateport anyways. For now how about we head home, I believe you and I have business.." He stumbles a bit unable to finish the sentence. With the adrenaline having finally slowed his aching arm grew heavier the black sleeve now drips onto the concrete. He catches himself easily enough. He could treat himself at home he just needed to get there.

"I apologize, the festivities seem to have taken more out of me than I thought." The smile's weak, but he pushes onwards regardless too stubborn to tell the women about the severity of his wound.

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As soon as the money is passed over to her, the woman rises to her feet with an exhausted huff. Her eagerness to return to Miles, however, knows no bounds. She meets him halfway as he's already making strides to catch up with her. The woman's attention slides briefly over his shoulder to witness the Aerodactyl's frustration.[break][break]

However, on the return, she spot the blood dripping down Miles' fingers, smells the iron in the air. She sees him wobble, suddenly weak in the knees for a different reason than the need to swoon.[break][break]

Instinctively, Stormy reaches out to catch him, not that it was needed. Worry flashes across the crease between her brows as she pulls back the man's cloak, looking for the wound. She isn't allowed that opportunity, however, as he slips away from her in an attempt to head back home.[break][break]

"Miles! Don't you dare walk away from me."[break][break]

For a moment she stands there, challenging him. Her voice is thick with concern, trembling at the edges. For a moment, this situation slams her with memories, raw grief and fear and pain threatening to spill over. Who she sees in the moment isn't Miles, but a ghost of someone who has also slipped through her fingers, who had turned the other cheek, too proud, too stubborn.[break][break]

"I'm taking you to a hospital."[break][break]

There is no room for further discussion. Any and all excited tension to go home and enjoy the night fades away immediately. Stormy pulls out another couple of pokeballs, simultaneously returning her spirited stallion and sending out her blackened Charizard. Wadjet quietly huffs behind her, and Stormy holds out her hand for Miles to take.[break][break]

"Please."[break][break]

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