The Galarian
He/Him
27
May 9th
Rustboro City
Bisexual
Archaeologist
Rocket Admin
The future will tempt you, the present will indulge you, but the past will shackle you.
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Despite sending Celpho flying through a wall, the Armaldo seemed hardly wounded. Its armor was unblemished despite having plaster and insulation falling off it from being flung through a building. Instead, Celpho sneered and clicked, before roaring again. The staff member that had accepted Pumpkin and Celpho began yelling and ran for her phone.
"Weak." Celpho clicked again. "You. Are. WEAKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Celpho let out a roar and lunged towards Pumpkin, its maw opening for a dangerous Bug Bite. Armaldo claws were known for being capable of piercing through slabs of metal. If a strong move hit through...
"Lose. And. Bow!"
"Alright, that's that. Just gotta pick up those artifacts for my loving employers, and I can spend the rest of the day camping. Getting really sick of dealing with Team Rocket's shit." Howard grumbled as he flipped open a map of northern Mauville. There was a desert there, and there was something fun about camping out in the dunes.
Besides, there were several ruins that Howard was interested in exploring, should an opportunity arise.
That was that. He'd flag down a bus, despite the risks, and get back up to Mauville posthaste. He'd need to grab Celpho, of course...
BRING BRING BRING BRING BRING!!! Howard's phone began to buzz. With a frown, Howard picked it up. "No, I haven't... What?" Howard's expression melted off, and went through several emotions. First was rage, then anger, then confusion, then disgust, then exasperation, and then finally a mask of calm.
Then one of absolute terror.
"HE DID WHAT?" Howard shouted into the phone, before sprinting back towards the daycare.
Grigori Sokolov
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