She/Them
15 (Estimated)
April 5th
Route 119/Fortree
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Wandering Wildchild
Cadet
ULTRA DEEP SEA: NEJ
POSTED ON Mar 27, 2023 21:52:16 GMT
As Nikita came close, Anne would watch him like a hawk - the wolf's gaze sharp, her agitation clear to see from her half-curled lips, stiff tail, and ears tilted back. One wrong move would more likely than not set the lycanroc off, when she was on-edge like this - her protective instincts demanding her to be prepared to ward off any threat.
Ettie, however, just appeared a little quizzical at the detective's examination - the young girl allowing him to look more closely, and even tilting her head to the side to make it easier. Even in the dim lighting, it was easy to see where Ettie's pale skin was reddened - but it was hard to tell whether this was because she had been stung, or if it was because she had been scratching herself but moments ago. "Ettie... Feel okay," She spoke - briefly pausing to gauge how she felt - before casting a gaze over her shoulder once more. "Just... Surprise." Which, could one blame her? One second, she had been watching some distant nihilego - and then the next, everyone is up in arms due to something having snuck up on them.
Which, the surprises were about to continue. As if drawn by the lights and commotion, a swarm of sharpedo and veluza approached - corrupt beasts, twisted just enough to appear off to the naked eye. The pack began to bristle and growl, prepared to protect themselves against the approaching predators...
... Johanna, however, was keen on protecting them so they could run. Ettie's expression shifted into one of worry - to leave allies behind didn't exactly feel right to her. And yet, it was clear that the swarm of corrupt predators was more trouble than it was worth to fight. To stand their ground would just mean people getting needlessly hurt.
Thus, while Ettie was visibly reluctant to leave Johanna, she nonetheless followed the gym leader's instructions - the pack turning around to make their retreat. However, the wildchild glanced to Aurien, and with a gesture in Johanna's direction, she stated "Help friend."
Aurien, being the dutiful and brave primarina that he was, saluted without a second thought. He'd charge into the fray with an Aqua Jet, that was quickly followed up with a Play Rough to smack away a nearby sharpedo as he helped Retnuah cover Clay. All the while though, he let loose a valiant cry - as if to say 'Have no fear, Aurien is here!' ...
... It would likely become easy to see that this primarina had a taste for superhero antics.
But before long, Clay would form a blockade in the tunnel to hold back the swarm; and Aurien took this as a sign that they were to skeedaddle! As Johanna turned to run, Aurien would swoop down to attempt to scoop her up in his arms - as if she were a damsel in distress - before he was off, swimming as fast as he could to catch up with everyone else...!
But even as Aurien aided in the escape, he could hear the sounds of thuds, and crumbling earth, as the corrupted swarm was striking at the blockade. The primarina spared a glance behind him - though it was too dim to make out much, beyond the way the rocks occasionally shifted under what must have been quite the assault....
Meanwhile though, Ettie's pack was moving with purpose - Haru having dimmed the light of her torch, to help avoid drawing any more attention to themselves. Anne's eyes scanned their surroundings warily, unsure of what to expect around any corner. They were tense, on high alert, and it was safe to say Ettie was pretty concerned for Johanna, as well. Was she doing ok? Was Aurien able to help?
The wildchild made a soft whine as she gazed over her shoulder - bringing a hand up to her chest, as if hoping to soothe the quickened beats of her heart. It had yet to calm down - though these hectic situations were sure to blame for it... That, and the sense of building unease that seemed to be sinking its grip into her... It was like her instincts were screaming at her that something was wrong - and yet, she wasn't sure what exactly... There was just something, about this whole place, that she didn't like...
Anne, picking up on Ettie's unsettled demeanor, would sidle all the closer to her - 'swimming' alongside Pago, and nuzzling against her smaller sister's side. The wolf couldn't help but share in the sentiments, even if she did not feel the same persistent heartbeat and building unease - this place was very different from the Border, in a way that she didn't like.
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