dross, captain
she, her
25
august 17
Lilycove, Hoenn
bisexual
sailor / treasure hunter
nautica owner
how bold I was, could be - will be - still am
TAG WITH @skyler
skyler dross
alone at sea [postdormitum]
POSTED ON Apr 17, 2023 20:49:49 GMT
Of all the things Skyler could've taken issue with, the one that annoys her the most is how offensively verbose the Rocket grunt is. While she does perceives him as a threat, his verbal diarrhea causes her to tune out most of his speech. Here's the facts, her brain provides her. One, he's interrupted her healing. The Professor is still too much of a wreck for Skyler to feel comfortable leaving him behind, so she won't. Two, it seems as if the Rocket is by himself, save for the League official that he'd all but dumped at her feet. Alive, apparently. And three, who the fuck was this guy calling a grandma?!
From her crouched position, Skyler makes sure to gently prop GIDEON GRAVES against a nearby rock. "Alright, Professor? I don't think you're in danger of dying anytime soon, so if you'll just wait a minute." She pats his shoulder, as if saying ' good job on not expiring', before rising to her feet. She takes a step forward, just enough to make sure she stands between nicolas rivera and the two others. A shadow falls over the fallen individuals, edging ever so slowly forward in the gloom. Its maw parts into endless rows of razor-sharp, barrel-sized teeth. "First of all," Skyler drawls, "fuck you." The sheer casualness of her voice is in almost direct contrast to the violence brewing behind her lopsided smile. "Second of all, fuck off."
He'd asked for water, hadn't he? A slight tilt of her chin materializes a water spout behind the Rocket, and it pulls back like an adder before attempting to ram into the man and his pokemon. At the same time, a pokeball bursts forth to release a fluffy-eared Lopunny, scars and eyepatch and all.
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