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Submerged in angst as he was, the muffled rumbles nearby did not escape his notice. While occasionally, a rain of dirt or a stray pebble tumbling from higher in the cave's formation would join the echos of his hard breaths, it was nothing like this. Gritting his teeth as he craned his neck towards the racket, even the surprise of fear brought a twinge of pain.
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What!? An earthquake!? There's not a fucking volcano or anything near Mauville! Yet the noise only grew in intensity, the tremors becoming clear under his sprawled form. ''
What the fuck!?'' A cave in would at least be quicker than lying around, and yet the possibility still did not please him. The cracking of stone tore like a canon through his dark little slice of hell.
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Closing his eyes to shield them from the dust and debris kicked up, the strength couldn't be mustered to bring his arm up to cover them. For all he knew it wouldn't matter in a moment anyway. A rain of pebbles could be felt washing over him. Waiting for the inevitable big thump that would take the pain away, he lets himself take aching breaths again when it doesn't come.
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The cacophony died away to a moment of silence that felt like an eternity. Slowly, Andy allowed his eyes to part to realize he could only see out of one of them. After a split second of panic, the sight of light in distance stunned him away from such worries. What was that? The sight of it hurt to behold, yet he didn't look away.
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Then there were what sounded like whispers in the distance...
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Hello...?'' He thought he heard someone crying, but he couldn't see. Closing his one good eye for a few seconds he opened it again, blinking fast. Was he hallucinating? Had he died and was the foggy source of glow in the distance some mythical promised afterlife? Then he noted everything still hurt like hell, so that couldn't be so.
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A voice answered back 'we're here.' Squinting, a blurry figure contorted into existence, a shadowy form against the distant glow. The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but the boy couldn't immediately place it. A memory swam around the fog in his brain, and he just couldn't be bothered to fish it out from the murk. The next question seemed only sensible.
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Who's there?''
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Only moments before...[break][break]
Search Team 1 powered forwards. The dugtrio of
Hideo Kino and the steelix of
Arashi Akiyama burrowed through the earth at
John Sullivan 's direction. Their digging is made far more efficient by
Ruby Walker 's
helping hand, the subterranean pokemon functioning in perfect unison with all the psychic coordination. Such blessings could also be a curse however.
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The duo of orbeetles halt in their tracks at the massive spike of pain and death their abilities detect, as if hundreds of voices cried out and were suddenly silenced. Not far from their own efforts, the potential death of two trainers, pokemon, countless roggenrola is fully felt by every linked member of the team and it could be overwhelming to process so suddenly.
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Perhaps they will recover like other teams subjected to their own pitfalls. The combined efforts of steelix, vikavolt, and dugtrio eventually penetrates another cavern, all halting due to the lack of planetary crust to keep digging through. Oddly this doesn't cause any stones not directly touched by the three to move, all held deftly in place by the combined
earth powers of
Greyson Connors 's pokemon above.
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Any further cave-ins avoided thanks to the efforts of
Search Team 2,
Arashi Akiyama 's salazzle and
Eris Halla ' yanmega skitter out into the opening to view the scene unfolding as best they can in the dim light, though their arrival may startle
kyle lopez . The later sight of
Hideo Kino 's gardevoir wielding a flashlight should ease any concern of the pokemon being wild however.
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It joins
Eva Morales 's gradevoir tracking the scenes of reunion, joyful, horrifying, and mournful to crowd over the battered
Andy Blackadder . Flashlight fully illuminating the boy's sorry form for all present to see,
Ronald Rogers 's scorupi notes the events after emerging just above the lot before turning and scurrying back up the jagged chimney their rescuee had tumbled through just the day prior to alert its trainer.
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The Blackadder is a sorry sight to behold. Covered from head to toe in bloody mud and dust, he looked as if he had just been birthed from the womb of the earth not moments before. A goose egg bruise grew off the left side of his head, making it appear misshapen and swelling his eye there completely shut. His right leg bulged unnaturally within his pants above the knee.
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A notable lump also appeared on his left forearm. The closer light source being too much to bear, his right arm, the hand at its end sliced and ragged, came up to cover his one seeing eye. Two gardevoirs? It had to be a search party. Those things didn't live under ground. Disoriented he looked back in the direction of what he was sure was a human.
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Are all these with you? Came a croaked query. As sorry as the youth appeared however,
Search Team 3 behind
kyle lopez was a shadow of its former self.
MATIAS SILPH recovered in the arms of
Eva Morales with the aid of mysterious powers and multiple heal bombs. Although it seemed that only
mint frost noted the absence of
Xander Belmont .
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The ginger taps of his komala's
wood hammer dug towards the entombed Ranger, but who knew if he would find another to rescue or a corpse to be hauled back to the surface. If so, would the powers of Ho-oh make another subtle return, or could lightning only strike once? None the less, while bloody, it seemed the objective had been achieved.
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Now just came the matter of extraction...
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Meanwhile... the terrifying sound of
rattlesnake halted the rhyperior's tantrum. Its red eyes glared at the lone trainer in the dim darkness. While it was unclear if the brute truly understood the woman's pleas after a long moment of heavy huffs from the pokemon, clouds of cave dust rising from around its nostrils, the rhyperior began to back away.
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As it faded back into the gloom, it turned, the low growls it emitted becoming more and more distant. With only the sound of the occasional rock tumbling from the tortured cave around
Kaida Adachi , she was left to content with the battered and comatose
Allison Hawthorne , who would surely need to be evacuated immediately.