even as blood pours from the hole in boruta maher's head, cian knows one thing:

none of this is real.

"it's not real," he reaffirms, squeezing onto luka's hand tighter before being led away from the blood and violence.

taking a moment to focus up, to compose himself, he looks around in search of paxton concordas only to come up short. the officer's succulent booty is nowhere to be seen.

what he sees, however, is a soft glimmer of pink that seems to shine through the mist. unbeknownst to him, he feels cresselia's LUNAR BLESSING, and it's then that he tugs luka in a particular direction.

"this way!"

but as they run, a blur appears beside him, and it's then that he tenses as one of the ASSASSINS appears out of nowhere. he turns, too slow to react, but a pink togue darts across the person's face, snapping their neck as a result.

"fuck fuck fuck—"

kecleon's BIND doesn't work as intended but it does allow them to continue on hopefully to the exit.

+ with luka!
+ trying to leave

Greyson Connors @evelyn luka chêne paxton concordas

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In an instant he's engulfed in pink mist, ears ringers with dozens of screams and horrible sounds. He could heard explosions going off, bones breaking, people sobbing. The smells come back to him. Rot, blood, gunpowder. It makes him dizzy to be suddenly submerged in a time he had tried to forget. [break][break]

He's rabid, searching for whatever had blocked off his targets. The terrorists- He didn't have a rifle but- as he tried to logic it out the noises faded. He heard names ring out. It's a mess of them but amongst them he hears his own and he remembered. He'd been escorting his friend out- [break][break]

There's a flash of light as he least out his Corviknight. "Snipers, see if you can pick them out." he said. Whatever bits of smoke and dream mist were left, would be their cover. He heard the faint screams. Run. Yeah better that than confront something that was shooting disappear-o beams. He shimmied his succulent booty out, trying to find the exit as he heard footsteps rushing away. [break][break]

Before he can go full Forrest Gump out of there though, he stumbled upon Greyson Connors and @evelyn . "You've got her then?" It's less a question and more of a way for Paxton to process information. Beaufort if busy, dive bombing something, and while he doesn't hit the Unown there's a tell tale slap of a body hitting marble. He put two fingers to his mouth letting out 3 quick whistles in succession. The Corviknight recognized the commands immediately and withdrew from his prey. A second later the dual type used TAILWIND in an attempt to help the pair escape. Paxton is close behind, looking over to Greyson while assuring him. "I'll cover our backs." He's already reaching for a second pokeball because fuck these guys.

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+ Greyson Connors @evelyn CIAN MAHER luka chêne [break][break]


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