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The two psychic types finds themselves staying close to each other, hoping not to lose themselves or each other to the fray of pokemon, people and falling debris against a pure backdrop. The Delphox in particular turns back the way they have come out of fear for the trainer she has become partial to, soothed only by the murmuring of her fellow psychic. The pokemon assure her that he will follow soon, it just takes him a moment when it comes to the cold.

He directs her attention to something else, to something unique to her that could help them and the Delphox finds herself focusing on the small fire at the tip of the stick she carries with her. All the rest falls away as she focuses on it and her directions to him are swift and precise.

The pair of psychics follow the bulk of the pack, watching for falling items in the snow and chunks of ice large enough to do damage. Her focus on her fire letting her catch them and sling them aside with phenominal reflexes. The musharna doesn't seem to need such focus, an old man with too much experience, he chortles and follows her lead.

>>His pokemon are having a learning experience.
>>The Delphox and Musharna seek the largest grouping to follow and keep safe
>>Evan is waiting for the cue from Vince back at the lodge still

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Lars was so distracted watching the people dance, he very nearly missed sight of a head of familiar long dark hair but paid it no mind as he looked into his mug of hot chocolate.

Deciding to drain the rest of the contents in one go, he doesn’t notice that his free arm (the one that’s not holding the mug, okay) is slowly being trapped by his companion. Only when his mind registers that Evan is surprisingly too close to his frame does he realize the circulation in his other arm has been all but cut off.

And this causes his ears to catch fire.

Seeing that his mug of hot chocolate is empty, he sighs, and waits for another passing waiter to nab another one. Exchanging the empty mug for a full one, he continues to take sips, letting the warm liquid heat him up from the inside out. While he’s preoccupied with trying to keep Evan as warm as he could by sharing body heat, his attention wanders—at least until he thought he heard someone shouting something about an avalanche.

Looking up from his mug of hot chocolate, he noticed the windows engulfed in white, before the place erupts into a flurry of activity, people scrambling to dig here and there. He then notices that Evan is maybe shivering a little more than what’s normal, and with great difficulty he extracts himself from the other’s hold.

“Wait here,” he said, gesturing for Evan to stay as close to the fireplace as possible. Draining the mug as he cut through the crowd of people, he eventually made his way back to where the coat check area is and retrieved his overcoat. Yes, even if he came in a proper suit and tie he still wore the overcoat—which was ironically very handy given the sudden weather shift.

Returning to where he had left Evan, he shakes the overcoat a few times, before draping it around the other man’s shoulders. “No, I am not taking any form of protest for an answer,” he began, willing his ears to stop setting themselves on fire. “Stay there, close to the fire. Cold temperatures and metal don’t exactly go too well together.”

With that, he reached into his suit pocket and grabbed two Pokéballs, tossing them forward and watching as the Lucario and his overprotective Swampert appeared from the flash of red light. “Alpha, Ryujin. Go help dig!” he said, pointing to another part of the area where there hadn’t been much progress made.

The two Pokémon set off, ready to attack the wall of snow threatening to push in on them. It’s not until much later did he hear a creaking, ominous noise—and the screaming of people tipped him off. looking around, he doesn’t know where it’s coming from, at least until he looks up and sees that the ceiling is starting to cave in from the weight of all the snow.

Crap. Looks like it’s time to bring out… he thought, making room and tossing a Heavy Ball forward. Ro, his Metagross, emerged from its depths. Wasting no time, he points at the ceiling.

“I know you can tank it. Can you hold up the ceiling with your Telekinesis? Stand your ground and stay here, don’t move unless more of the roof comes… you know,” he added quietly, before the hulking blue beast let out a tired grating noise of assent, and fired off the blast of Telekinetic energy to help hold up the ceiling.

“Alpha, Ryujin! What’re you standing around there for? Keep digging!” he called out to the two, noticing that the Swampert had taken a break from digging because of the cold, wet snow.

What a freaking mess they were all in…





• Doesn't notice Evan's arm winding around his until he belatedly spots the other veering close to him. Finally notices the sweater he has on, tries not to guffaw because ohmylort
• Gets another mug of hot chocolatw to keep warm
• Hears someone scream about an avalanche, looks out to windows in time to see them all blanketed in white
• Everyone's trying to dig their way out but then there is an Evan hanging onto him
• Tells Evan to stay near the fireplace, goes to coat check and retrieves his toasty overcoat. Returns and drapes Evan in it. Isn't taking protesting noises for an answer
• Sends out his Lucario and Swampert to dig, dig, dig!
• Metagross appears as well when he hears ominous wood creaking. Ceiling cave-in, nanidafuq. Has Ro use Telekinesis to help hold up the weight of the falling roof and to stay there and hold position
• Lucario and Swampert are digging, digging, digging
• What a freakin' mess lol

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things were looking up for the situation, more and more progress was made which was good. still the people were getting a little tense about the whole thing, and kazimir knew he had to try and help get them out as quickly as possible. so he joined his team in digging again but made his way over to the litten and riolu who were tiring out trying to hold their ground and spew out flames. "you two, change of tactics. maybe try busting through with brute force?" the two of them nodded and tigger charged forward with a loud meow as he was engulfed in flames and rammed into the snow over and over with a flare blitz. skywalker on the other hand placed his paws together and focused his mind before pushing the snow in front of him and causing it to erupt with power, its force palm working like a charm.

+the team keeps digging.
+litten uses flare blitz
+riolu uses force palm

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As he stops to take a breather, Florian first notices the blood in the snow and does a double-take, stepping back. It's only then that he registers that the pain in his arm is more than just a bruise from his reckless dive but an injury that's torn a ragged gash in his suit and his arm and is staining white fabric and white snow with red, red blood.

He's not particularly squeamish, but the sight of his own blood is enough to turn his stomach and make his heart flutter.

Joli abandons his digging to return to his trainer's side, worry in the wide blue eyes of the Sylveon as he gives a quiet trill.

"I'm OK, Jo," and he hopes it's true.

"E-Elodie, before the sun goes away, could you strengthen it and try again, please? I don't want Laverre to wear herself out too much."

Cottonee chirps, the sun peeking in from the outside growing stronger with her sunny day before she unleashes another solar beam at the largest mound of snow in range.

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tl;dr
- notices he's bleeding and tries not to freak out
- just keep digging, digging, digging

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"dig a tunnah dig dig a tunnah. dig a tunnah." maybe the cold was starting to freeze his brain because all kazimir could do at the moment was just try to sing to calm himself down. if anyone else was nearby hopefully they would find the soothing sound of his voice pleasing. his pokemon sure seemed to as they moved to the rhythm of his song. "c'mon fellas...i think we're getting through! just one more push!"

+the team holds strong

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His attire isn't exactly meant for the cold, and with the ceiling starting to fall in and the snow tumbling in from the outside, Florian's starting to shiver. He's cold, he's wounded, and he just wants to get out of this damned building and... go home, or something, snuggle up under the covers and pretend it was all a bad dream.

Perhaps he could scramble out through one of the gaps that had been made, but he's not going to take the coward's exit and leave so many people trapped in a collapsing building.

He weighs his options and unclips another Pokeball from his belt, tossing it.

Borealis appears alongside a flurry of snowflakes, the Alolan Ninetales landing gracefully on dainty paws and tossing her silky mane.

"Hold off on the snow, please," Florian requests softly, and she gives him a look before the snow ceases to fall around her and she sits down on her haunches, staring at him. "I need your help digging through this snow. I can see Laverre's getting tired—" Rapidash snorts and stomps her foot in protest, which is ignored, "and Joli's not as well-equipped for this."

Borealis takes longer than he'd like to consider his words, but eventually rises to her paws and trots over to the nearest obstruction, digging away.

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tl;dr
- sends out his ninetales in desperation
- just keep digging, digging, digging

With more people pitching in to dig their way out, serious progress was being made. It looked like the ceiling was going to hold, which was good—at least for a while. He knew that Ro was almost tireless, but after that fucking nightmare scenario, he’s not taking any chances.

“Ro,” he began again, approaching the beast and giving one of the massive legs a pat, “…tell me when you’re exhausted, okay? Let me know,” he continued, before turning his attention back to Evan.

“Feel better under the coat?” he inquired, getting another mug of hot chocolate and sipping it as he returned to where the other stood. “What a mess we got ourselves into, don’t you think,” he added, hearing the various scraping sounds of digging, digging, people shouting encouragement, and digging further.

Back where the Lucario and Swampert were digging, the two took a short break, before shaking their heads at each other. What was with all this snow?! It was too much! However, they had their orders.

Dig, dig, dig…





• Lars approaches the Metagross and has a bit of a talk
• Returns back to where Evan is, hopefully the other man’s feeling much better out of the cold
• Cut to Swampert and Lucario taking a breather from attacking the wall of snow.
• Dig, dig, dig… the two Pokémon keep digging