it was an excursion, as usual, with a hatterene floating and hovering through the air, holding the hand to guide along her trainer lest she bump into a tree, again. though the guiding wasn't necessary (what with being her temporary eyes), it was appreciated, and the physical contact made it easier to see, anyways. [break][break]

until the ground starts to shake (she's a bit more sensitive to these movements than others, probably due to the lack of sight) and she tightens her hold on the hatterene's appendage. thank god she can see, otherwise she wouldn't be able to see a man pointing towards a warehouse, and she wouldn't know what's happening. ".. ahh.. it's those distortions i've seen on the news" the situation sinks in properly "fuck."[break][break]

and with that, she's already running - with a hatterene in hand, mind, kind of.. floating, letting herself be dragged with an ever-changing expression on her face. "hey! uh..!" she shouts out, running as she could to the warehouse - at least for some kind of cover "don't think you got any interesting plans to get outta this, do you?!"

Astor Heroux

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”YEAH, SEE, I WOULDN’T REALLY BE PANICKING IF I DID?” he called out, watching the skies as they flashed and boomed in a growing swiftness. He eyed his partner for a moment before taking a moment to send one of his Pokemon out just to be safe— a familiar, burly looking insect that immediately seemed as taken aback by the scenery as they did. ”Either way, though, we gotta haul ass. Like, now, now.”[break][break]

And so, he ran after her as she led the way. Good thing she had her own Pokemon out to act as her eyes, though.[break]
Honestly speaking, he kinda forgot that was an issue without help. Oops.

ARIADNE MAUCH [break]
mission: surviving space-time

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"no shit, sherlock~" though she chimes, there's a bite to her tone. it's not directed at him, by any means; rather it's directed to their predicament. just her luck that they're caught in this shit storm, isn't it? she can only hope that there's no.. dangerous pokemon that pop up, as she heard that hostile pokemon tend to come in with the crash of lightning. [break][break]

when they arrive to the warehouse, she beckons and rushes the man to jump in with them. it's only when he barely makes it does she send out her aron, and ushers the two of them further into the door to say "aaron, rock tomb!" to the little pokemon. the sound of metal clicks together as rocks are lifted and stacked in front of the door, with the intention to act as a barricade. just in case something tries to come in. [break][break]

and with the door blocked, she lets out a sigh of relief ".. arceus have mercy, my god."

Astor Heroux

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