wren
he/him
twenty-one
october 12
petalburg city, hoenn
bisexual
botanist / petalburg capt.
ranger captain
you sigh look away, i can see it clear as day. close your eyes so afraid, hide behind that baby face
TAG WITH @wren
wren rourke
gotta go fast [m]
POSTED ON Sept 28, 2022 23:57:03 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","wren"] Wren chimed his thanks as Josh made sure that he was fitted properly to the saddle on Braver’s back, because…yeah, there was no way he was about to know which strap went where. And knowing him, he’d do it all incorrectly, or too loosely, and he’d tumble free like a total dork. Which would have been wildly embarrassing. But he tried to shove all of that to the side in favor of paying attention to Josh’s explanations. “Cool! Sounds like she’ll be super useful.”[break][break]
His hand lifted as they drew closer, cupping over his eyes as he tried to squint for a better look. His eyes immediately went round, understanding Josh’s exclamation immediately. “Woah. Me either.” That could pay off all of his college fees easy, which was wild in concept. And they were just handing it off like it was nothing. Anticipation built like static in his system, and on the command he coaxed the arcanine to surge forward with his EXTREME SPEED as Resheph did her thing.[break][break]
“Right, got it!” Wren called back, nodding as he urged Braver to wheel off and split from Josh to pelt around the side of the building. He leaned close, hair whipped back by the wind as his eyes squinted in focus. “You got this, buddy!” he encouraged the arcanine, and one hand slipped down to his belt, at the ready to grab the pokeball for his poliwhirl to call forth in the case that they were actually able to cut off the renegade target.[break][break]
“Aw, no!” he lamented. Crashing around the side of the building, they didn’t quite make it in time to bar access to the smuggler’s path to escape. “Don’t stop! Keep going,” he commanded, spying the tail of the persian in the short distance. “Maybe we can catch him.” Despite being strapped in, Wren felt poorly suited for this–like he might just vault off the arcanine’s back, carried by the wind and pushed by force and momentum until he was left in the dust. That wasn’t gonna happen, though, and he badly didn’t want to fail, no matter how uncertain he had felt about being tasked to this mission. Still tucked close to Braver’s ruff as the canine sped up, Wren chanced a look back over his shoulder, looking for any sign of Josh rejoining them.[break][break]
Maybe if they were lucky, the older ranger and gym leader had circled around and was waiting up ahead to stop the assailant in their tracks.
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