They exit the icy realm in the same manner with which they'd entered it: violently and without any previous warning. They're slammed back into their Hoenn alongside flecks of bloody ice, echoes of alarmed screams, and the ghost of the beast they left behind. 

Skyler casts her gaze about, catching the trail end of pink hair as Melody Miro disappears from her vision. The moment lodges itself into her brain, coated in leftover adrenaline from their near-doomed flight.

Slipping from an ice-coated hide, Skyler pats Salamence's cobalt scales in silent appreciation for its role in her continued survival. Beyond its bulky shape, she can see the rest of the group and their green-tinted prize. Well, part of it at least. The rest has remained behind. 

"You owe me a drink, Scallywag." Stepping from behind freya morningstar 's dragon, Skyler arches an eyebrow at John Sullivan. "Several, actually." She'd risked her hide for this, so she better get some compensation out of it - if only a day spent teaching Dougie the art of getting absolutely shitfaced.

When she casts her gaze past Eva Morales to Rayquaza, relief is dethroned by a piercing consideration, there and gone the next moment. Not quite hostile, but not quite welcoming either. 

Under the calloused rasp of her fingertips, the ocean rages on.

Much like Skyler herself, unwilling to be defied.

- we got out, yay!
- sorry for the wait  ;_;

Eva Morales Melody Miro John Sullivan  freya morningstar

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