"Should you feel inclined." and he certainly seems to. Isra watches his pokemon with a fair amount of curiosity. It is one of the many that she has seen and taken an interest in but had yet to stumble across in her own time.

There's a chuckle and a whistle as she commands the pokemon further, the banette finds himself reaching out with the ghostly grip of his shadow sneak, seeking to remove the ropes from the side of the ship just as the pirates make it on board. They brandish blades and pokemon alike, clearly ready to escalate the situation if it means getting what they want.

Isra grimaces underneath her parasol. "Keep them from reaching bellow deck." she produces a second pokemon, the gardevoir taking her place near the doorway to down bellow. The psychic barrier she places in front of it rises and falls as civilians enter, sure to keep whatever pirate might make it past them from making it too far.

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There is a moment of silence as Isra watches the mist roll in, the pship that follows it soon after. She blinks and curses in her mind.

"I would appreciate if you didn't do that." she states quite plainly, tapping a third pokeball without hesitation. She's content to leave her gardevoir at her post, her Banette continues to corral the pokemn and pirates maing their way on the deck. He even goes so far as to use his shadow to shove some of the into the toxic spikes being left behind by their friends.

It is the pokemon that emerges from her pokeball that takes the stage however, the automaton, the black golurk that goes wherever she does opens his maw. The sound is like grating metal as he steps forward and disappears into nothing at all.

When he reappears by phantom force he is upon the deck of the pirate ship. The pulsation of a growing earthquake soon cause the ships boards to creak and shake until they begin to splinter apart from the force.

It's too late- the explosions sounds.

The crash, the crunch, the screams fill the air.

"What else have you got?" she asks the most capable seeming trainer aboard, there needs to be a plan. There needs to be something to get them out of this.

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Her whistles are sharp and clean and the pokemon heeds them readily. The Golurk is already in the midplane again when the doom dog is released, playing his part. And then, as if there had never been a break in it to begin with the automaton continues on his warpath. The vibrations of the would be Earthquake coursing through the pirate ship, rattling it and its contents.

"Gladly."

Isra doesn't think twice, reaching for the brooch pinnd to her blouse, it glows. The stone within reacts, her Banette does in turn as well. The distortion makes both flinch, how his cloth body shift and pulls apart at the seams before zipping shut with that same ghostly energy. Awakened, the pokemon prances about the ship a moment before finding the railing.

His shadow stretches, grows, shifts beneath him until it reaches out in shadowy hands. It seeks the side of the pirates ship. The Shadow sneak pushes and pulls and pries, seeking to dismantle the side of the ship if it can.

"Take care of what's left on deck, we'll handle the ship."

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"Yes, let's." They don't need to be told twice, the ghosts have been making their mayhem upon the ship. Retaliaton means little when they can shift in and out of focus with ease. The pair work with a swiftness at the ships siding, forcing the crew onto life boats as they hinder their continued movement forward.

Isra whistles sharp and loud, the ghosts reply in n instant. Their attacks reaching fever pitches. Whatever restraints they might hve been putting on themselves are let go of before they look to return to her side.

Her eyes glance towards the gentleman aiding her, at least more so than most the rest that were on deck. "This is obnoxious, don't you think?"

She sounds a little less mad than she actually is.

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>>super sorry for the delay had a lot going on!