papichulo grippin' culo
he/they
29
october 14
castelia city, unova
pansexual
personal trainer
civilian
it's like we go through the same shit every night
shipwrecked [s]
POSTED ON May 2, 2022 2:33:01 GMT
Sootpolis was allegedly safe, granted it was under Rocket rule but...citizens had been allowed to pass and go as they liked. And while Andres didn't really like Rocket, he could vibe with the neutrality. More so, he was simply curious as to what was going on over there ever since there city had been trashed by that fight between Sootopolis and the League. So off he went, riding the back of his Swampert to meet some hotties at Sootpolis. Only thing is he never really did make it.
As his partner paddled closer and closer to the city, the sky darkened and the waves rose, forcing that two to take shelters in one of the small patched of land with rocky outcroppings. It's not the best, but at least its out of dangerous waters. He'd located the place due to some of the crystal blooms that were currently plaguing Hoenn which shone brightly to lead the way. Thank the Gods. The winds are howling, and the waves are tall and loud as they crash nearby. It's practically raining sideways and he'd shivering despite the typically warm climate. "Fuck...it's too late to fly out of here too, isn't it big guy?" he asked looking up at his Swampert as they tried to help shield their trainer better. Chuchi barked at the pair, having come back from checking the out cropping for some place better to hide despite Andres' protests. The little normal type muscles her way into Andres' arms offering her body as help for warmth.
@frey
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