Aubre
She/Her
26
February 17
Turffield
Demisexual
Pokémon Doctor
Civilian
I Still Believe, Inside of Me, There's Someone Not Unspoken. Someone Not So Broken.
Calculated Risk [M][O]
POSTED ON Dec 26, 2023 4:43:11 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","gunstest1"] [attr="class","text"] Her sanctuary’s water area was bursting at its seams. Pokemon after Pokemon had been brought to them with similar injuries. Visible tooth gauges and near drownings. A few had been battered by ship wreckage. These patients kept her and the other doctors busy. “Are you sure you’ll be all right?” Her coworker nodded.[break][break] A deep breath served to calm Aubre’s nerves. “Call me if you need anything.” The laughter on the other hand smarted a little bit. It’s what you get for being such a worrywart. They’ve been doing this way longer than you. A growl at her side reminded her that her Dragonite was waiting. “All right. I know. I’m coming.” A leg swung over the dragon’s broad back as she settled into the saddle.[break][break] With a beat of his wings, Marcus took off toward their destination: the shore. An emergency call had come in, and the rescue network had their hands full. A large crash off the east coast had left a mess on the beach. Though not specifically assigned to rescue, Aubre couldn’t stop herself from volunteering. The idea of letting a Pokemon suffer while she did vaccines didn’t sit well with her.[break][break] And, what Leon Settentrioné didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him. Unlike before, this area wasn’t the site of multiple missing person reports. It was just a stretch of beach with a Dewgong tangled in some inconsiderate dickhead’s fishing line. As far as she knew, Kyogre’s last position lay directly opposite her destination. So, it should be quick and easy.[break][break] After an hour or two in the air, the young woman touched down on the beach. A Swampert took the dragon’s place. She found the seal where reports said it would be. Its neck lashed tightly to a nearby rock. “Hey there, sweet heart.” Aubre murmured softly to the scared cetacean. A quick translation calmed it down.[break][break] Taking a small pocket knife out, she began to saw at the translucent wires. Time ticked on, and Aubre became fixated on her work. So much so that she didn’t notice as a blue hump rose over the horizon. One with bloodred marks. [attr="class","ooc"] @tag [break] NOTES ✦ Insert Jaws theme here[googlefont=Montserrat] [newclass=.gunstest1]--accent:#5AC575;[/newclass] [newclass=.gunstest1]font:12px Roboto;letter-spacing:.25px;line-height:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 a"]color:var(--accent);font:12px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 i"]color: #72CD89;[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 h1"]font:800 18px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 h2"]font:800 16px Montserrat;color:var(--accent);letter-spacing:.5px[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 .text b"]font:bold 12px Montserrat;letter-spacing:.1px;line-height:15px;[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 .ooc b"]font-size:12px;[/newclass] [newclass=".gunstest1 .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass]
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