she wanted nothing to do with this clusterfuck.
excuse me; she didn't want to deal with how everything was going to shit. initially, as she was approaching the castle with the other trainers, she actually felt at ease (save for the tentacles beneath them, which she could have sworn were immobilized even if for a little bit). Even if for a minute, she could feel serene under the pitch of night. After all, it was when she thrived the most.
But that said, she didn't expect to wander up to what looked to be a cathedral with a number of graves lining around. Curious, she slowly approaches them in the courtyard. Her Rotom hovers with her, lighting up some of the names while she idly roams about. That is, until she comes across a very familiar one.
Her own.
she glares towards it, immediately beginning to crouch down and read it. Indeed, it had her information like her name and date of birth, along with a death date that appeared to date.. When was it? Mmn.. It should have said something, like today, but she can't properly remember the date. Odd.
If she could, she'd have it dug up. but, alas, the others were going on ahead of her. She couldn't linger, lest she'd be left behind.
the peace was short-lived. the group approaches a door to the castle, which she would have liked to prod at. she begins to closely examine the locks, but she seemed to be drawing something of a blank. where were the keys? were there keys?
Then a scream.
She immediately looks back, and the sight kicks the woman into a state of shock. There was a ring portal of some sort, pulling one of the men who were caught in the tentacles into it. instinctively, she was about to leap out - only to watch as his body was carried off into whatever hell or abyss they were in.
"What in the world..?" She wasn't even given the leisure to think on it, when she suddenly found a hoard of zombies now beginning to rush out of that same portal. Never had the expression of alarm reach her features so damn quickly. But before she could call to her pokemon, her attention is turned to a pitch, wisp-like.. Thing, that appeared to be trying to fend the hoard from the trainers. For a moment, she was grateful--
Then the same portal came from no where in the sky. She could hear a faint bellow; like a cry.
a cry for help.
she would do just that, if she weren't preoccupied with the zombies.
She quickly throws another pokeball out to the open, exposing a beautifly in the darkness.
"suiren!" she calls out, then pointing to a hoard.
"Air cutter! Hanabi, powder on them!" With her command, the two butterfly pokemon began to aggressively flap their wings at the intruders. The powdery substance began to travel the winds created by the air cutter, sprinkling across the zombies. With this, Ayame turns her attention to the other trainers.
"Fire! As much fire as you can! The powder will react and explode on them!" though she was curious about the door, there wasn't any time for that! Now.. For her, that is. She feels like she'd be more useful against the zombies.
- goes over to the castle thing w/ everyone else
- Chooses to help with the zombies
- vivillon uses
powder to power up the fire attacks and create a
chain of explosions
- beautifly uses
air cutter on the hoard and tries to decapitate them
- ayame is telling people to use fire