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[attr="class","textbox"]Both of Isaac's beloved little siblings were here; one by blood, one by circumstance, and both by choice. He flashed Eris Halla and El Sunderland a confident grin as he unfurled from the winds. "You say that like you guys ever doubted," he teased, the snows melting at his touch and sparkling with healing energy. The poor, startled Cetoddle Eris hovered over would find its scrapes and bumps healing before her eyes, while the wisps of a blue aurora would begin to still its panic.[break][break]

Unfortunately, there were some problems even Suicune's gifts couldn't help Isaac with. El pulled down into a landing, and the panic in their body language made it clear they weren't just happy to see him. As they bailed from Akero's back, a layer of permafrost shimmered in the sun.[break][break]

One of El's all-time favorite Pokemon was frozen like a statue.[break][break]

"Fuck," he hissed under his breath, heading towards Akero's side. He searched somewhere, anywhere for a crack in the ice to try and pry open, but the damn thing was sealed shut. He dared not attempt to make one himself, knowing El would never forgive him if his attempts backfired. Instead, Viola puffed herself up all the more, trying her damndest to melt the poor Togekiss free. "Don't worry, El. We'll figure this out. I'm gon-"[break][break]

Such was their distraction that they didn't notice the approaching figure until her shadow loomed over them. Xenon Antheil's laugh cut through the darkness, threats implicit before she even started to speak. "Not now," Isaac hissed under his breath. With one shell-shocked sibling next to him, and a rampaging dragon in the distance, the last thing he wanted was to deal with his bounty.[break][break]

Nevertheless, with a silent seethe rolling through him, he turned over his shoulder to match Xenon's gaze. "They're still mad?" he asked, a look of put-upon shock on his face. Very quickly, it gave way to a defiant fire in his eyes and a smirk on his face. "Good."[break][break]

He rose to his feet, setting a hand atop his belt. However, before he could set his hand atop a Pokeball, Xenon struck. Isaac braced himself, only to crack an eye open as he realized her Night Shade arced right past his head. Shards of ice exploded around his head, a would-be attack from the rampaging Kyurem reduced to nothing. His would-be attacker had instead decided to be his savior.[break][break]

It was the SPECTRA trials all over again. He'd proven interesting, and now Xenon wanted to study him.[break][break]

"Thanks for that. Guess I owe you that much, huh?" he said, nudging his head over to the smoking remains of what had once been an icicle spear. "Good thing I know where to find you. You'll know when it's time, trust me." Were it not for Kyurem, that time may well have been right there, right now. Luckily, both of them seemed to know there were more important things on the horizon.[break][break]

In Isaac's case, he already had a date penciled in with a Rocket brainiac.[break][break]

" 'Til then? I'll give you a sneak peek of that future," Scooping Viola up, Isaac turned to Eris and El, shooting them an apologetic smile. "I've got something I gotta handle. You guys hitch a ride if you're coming with, alright?" In truth, he hoped they would. He didn't trust leaving them alone with such a loose cannon.[break][break]

At least they wouldn't be alone. Aurelie Lefevre had offered to help Eris, and frankly Isaac trusted her with his life. At the very least, he knew she wouldn't merrily toss Eris over to Xenon for a proper kidnapping. He gave Eris a little smile and briefly darted his eyes Aurelie's way, an unspoken promise that she wasn't one of the dangerous strangers. If this was where they split up, he'd be okay with it.[break][break]

Once they'd figured out what they were doing, he took one step, two step, then three. Isaac was gone with the wind in seconds, letting any who wished to come with drift along under his wing.

Naomi Sato would hear him before she saw him coming. Viola's Fire Spin surrounded the massive chunk of ice, coiling up and down as if he were cooking it on a spit. Bit by bit, it would start getting smaller. More importantly, bit by bit, it would start getting wetter.[break][break]

That was Isaac's queue to charge in, unfurling his winds and crashing into the boulder of ice at full force. Wherever the Fire Spin left wet, fragile spots, he punched at it, spreading cracks that left even more water dripping down its side. The smaller and wetter it got, the more he was able to move it, Suicune's gifts and his own muscle era forming a natural tag team.[break][break]

Once it was small enough to lift off of Nomi's leg, he spitefully crushed it between his palms. Fucking boulder. He swirled the shards around his fingers, melting them into waters of life, then stooped down to try and get a look at the wound. "Arceus, Nomes. This one looks bad," he muttered, brow furrowed and voice fraught with concern. "We're setting this thing before we start healing. Shit's gonna get ugly if we don't."[break][break]

When a certain someone realized he was here, shit might have gotten ugly either way.[break][break]

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TEAL DEER;[break]
Isaac tries to tend to Akero, but it fails.[break]
Instead, he and Xenon have a fun little dramatic standoff, with a promise to settle things in a proper battle once all this dragon business is done with.[break]
After, Isaac darts off to try and heal up Nomi's leg, because he is physically incapable of leaving Nomi to suffer.