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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

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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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A Zoroark's approach captures Florian's attention; it approaches with purpose, digging in the snow next to his Rapidash. Laverre snorts and looks down at the strange Pokemon with a huff, but gets over herself when she notices how much progress it's making with the fast movement of its paws.

"That's it, Laverre! You two can do it!"

With a loud whinny, the equine Pokemon trots back a few paces and then charges forward with the megahorn that hits the break that Zoroark had been making and causes snow to topple and cave in. With it comes two fossils, and Florian bends down to lift the closest one in his grasp.

"Thank you," he calls to Annie, having noticed her. "Your Zoroark helped us break through over here!"

His Rapidash is practically preening, proud of herself, but it's not over yet.

The ceiling groans under the weight of ice and snow, and Florian dives out of the way as it cracks and caves in. He scrabbles to his feet with adrenaline coursing through his veins, oblivious to the fact that he's cut his arm on a chunk of rock and is now scattering drops of red among the white snow.

"Fuck," he says, and he doesn't usually swear, but this is bad. "Don't stop, keep digging!"

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tl;dr
- acknowledges and thanks Annie Mei
- picks up the fossil
- dives out of the way of the caved-in roof
- cuts his arm on a chunk of the rock from said cave-in
- still digging away

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Florian's foot collides with something solid, so much so that he nearly trips over it in his eagerness to claw at the barrier of snow. Wobbling a little before regaining his balance, he crouches down to brush loose snow away from the object.

It's... a bone?

"Is this from a Pokemon?" he wonders aloud, briefly forgetting his terror in favour of fascination. He turns it over in his hands, his grip delicate and careful. Nudging it with his foot doesn't seem to have damaged it, but it looked old. "I wonder if the museum would have any interest in this..."

A frustrated snort from his Rapidash brings him back to reality, and he jerks his head up from his find to see Laverre pawing at the obstruction. Apparently, the dual-type also wasn't a fan of being trapped in here, and Florian's brow furrows at her agitation. Should he recall her? She's the strongest and largest of his Pokemon, and she's got the best chance...

"Joli," he says softly, to his Sylveon. "Calm her, could you? No, don't look at me like that! I'll be fine. I'm not going to wither away if you move a few feet."

Joli gives a reluctant huff and trots over to Rapidash, his feelers winding around her back leg and a soft trill getting her attention. She rounds on him, her ire evident, but relaxes after a moment and returns to the dig with a little less intensity, her megahorn carving a deep rut as she tosses her head.

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tl;dr
- just keep digging, digging, digging

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Florian flashes a brief smile that doesn't quite meet his eyes, all wide and blue and filled with fear. He's terrified, but he can't break down here, not when there's so many other lives depending on his help. Everyone needed to pitch in.

"I will be," he promises, because no, he's not fine at all, but there's nothing to be done about that. "... I will be."

And with that, he rushes off to heed Ruby's cry.

-

Florian's eyes go wide as a Vileplume's solar energy culminates in a beam that blasts toward the snow; it doesn't do quite as much as the fire-type had done with its flamethrower, but it's still an impressive spectacle.

"That's... a good idea. Elodie, you can do that, can't you?"

Cottonee gives a little chirp, and copies the more powerful Vileplume: drawing in sunlight for a growth in her power, then letting that energy loose in a condensed solar beam that blasts into the snow next to where Rapidash had charged it.

Laverre gives them a reproachful look, but Florian's not having it. "She didn't hit you, dear, you're fine. Keep working!"

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tl;dr
- just keep digging, digging, digging

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There's a small glimpse of the outside in the hole that Adrian Malcolm had made, and Florian breathes a quiet sigh of relief. He can see the sky, a distant blue that's almost white, and he can see... so much snow, more snow than he's seen in a long time. Since Snowbelle as a boy.

Adrian makes a suggestion and Florian follows as if it were an order, quiet and intense in comparison to his normal chipper nature. Fear makes him focused, and his heart is fluttering like a bird trapped in its cage.

"Thank you, Howitzer," he says softly.

He sees the way that Sylveon perks up due to his close proximity to the much larger creature, watches as his partner digs even more furiously at the snow. It would be hilarious if he didn't look so fiercely determined.

"STAND CLEAR!"

Florian's yell is sudden and loud; he'd noticed his Rapidash backing up slowly and lowering her head, and sure enough she came charging forward and rammed the snow with a quick attack.

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tl;dr
- just keep digging, digging, digging

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Florian hears Ruby Walker shout in alarm, the professor damn-near giving himself whiplash as he jerks his head toward the sound. She seems panicked, and he rushes over immediately, eager to do something, anything to help. He feels useless as his Pokemon try their hardest to break free.

"Are you OK, miss?"

His own glasses are askew, and he straightens them and offers Ruby and Adrian Malcolm a quick and flustered smile.

"Oh, you're doing very well!" He suddenly notices the progress that Adrian and his Arcanine have made. To Ruby, he says, "But... is your poor Pokemon stuck out there?!"

He whistles sharply, and his three Pokemon approach at their various speeds: Elodie clings to Joli's back as the Sylveon immediately charges toward his trainer, and his Rapidash approaches as if she's got all the time in the world. It's typical of her, really.

"My Pokemon and I will do our best to help! Oh, I'm Florian, by the way." He hopes they can understand him in spite of his Kalosian accent and rushed words. "They are not fire types, but they will try."

Laverre tosses her pastel mane and, true to Florian's words, begins to help dig away at the snow that's separated trainer from Pokemon. The dinosaur might have been all right despite the avalanche, but Florian's main concern is reuniting the two.

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tl;dr
- hears Ruby Walker cry out and runs over to her and Adrian Malcolm
- feel free to have Alexei Ivanov come with if you want ven!
- offers to help dig opal out

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OK, so maybe he's starting to panic.

Just a little.

Florian looks around at the combined efforts of all the trainers and Pokemon attempting to clear the avalanche, but no matter the efforts, the snow seems to come in an endless tide. How much snow had piled against the building? Arceus above, was it going to hold? Were they going to die here? They're trapped. Trapped, and that brings with it memories that he'd thought he'd buried deep, bad memories that rise in his throat and threaten to choke his breath—

Joli, sensing Florian's mounting anxiety, suddenly takes on a serious air and wraps his feelers around his trainer's arm, leaning his weight against Florian's thigh. The touch is like an anchor to reality, and after a moment, Florian blinks away the vacant stare.

"Right. You're right, Joli," he says, to the Sylveon who hadn't said a word. Some silent communication passes between them as he crouches down and stares into his partner's bright blue eyes. "Not going to get much done if we're freaking out."

He casts a quick, apologetic smile to Alexei Ivanov .

"Sorry, I'm a bit claustrophobic." Not a lie, nor the full truth. "I know this space isn't exactly cramped, but the snow..."

There was no escape, no matter how much space they had to die in.

He rushes up with Sylveon to where his Rapidash is still trying to dig through the snow, psychic energy from her horn blasting it with repeated psycho cuts. Joli can't help much with his moves, but his tiny paws work at the snow as Florian's Cottonee once again calls upon the promise of a sunny day to slowly melt the snow, but more importantly, to help the fire-types that didn't have help of their own.

She'd noticed Adrian Malcolm with his Arcanine, and taken it upon herself to do the same.

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tl;dr
- starts to freak tf out but his sylveon, being a support pokemon, calms him down
- apologizes to Alexei Ivanov for the scare
- rapidash and sylveon are digging at the snow, cottonee used sunny day

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He hasn't heard of many Galarian Pokemon, asides from the fairy-types whose identities he'd now confirmed by making contact with a fellow researcher from the region, but he knew this one!

Snom, a pitifully small and slow little grub that would one day evolve into the beautiful Frosmoth.

He needed it!

"Ah, just look at you!" He picks up the tiny grub, which squirms uselessly toward the berry trees he'd robbed it from reaching. It had been so close! (And yet it likely would have taken the poor thing another hour to reach the leaves it craved.) The bug struggled in his grasp, but relaxed a little when he plucked a couple berries from the tree and offered them up. "If you eat the leaves of the tree, my dear, it will die. But if you eat only the berries, they will be endless!"

He doesn't know if she understands, but she certainly understands the concept of food: he grins as he watches the grub dig into a pecha berry, covering her white body in pink juices.

While she's distracted with her food, carefully balanced in his hand, Florian dips the other hand into his pocket and pulls out a Pokeball.

notes:
- snom!!!!!!!!!
- catch the snom!

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He's expecting a snowball in retaliation, but he doesn't expect it to come so fast! He yelps in surprise as Alexei chucks one at his face, turning his head so that it hits him in the neck instead. It's freezing! Snow slides down under the collar of his jacket and he squirms at the discomfort, but he's laughing and smiling and not at all upset.

"You fiend!" he cries, overdramatic as always.

Alexei takes cover behind a group of snowmen, and Florian finds his own shelter behind a half-finished structure he thinks was meant to be an igloo. Evidently it had caved in, and the owner had given up on their project, but the remaining wall gives him enough shelter to crouch behind and ignore the second snowball lobbed toward him.

"Nice try, but ya missed!"

He gathers up another ball of snow, staying behind his cover for longer than expected in an attempt to catch Alexei off guard when he finally pops back up to hurl another one.

"Catch!"

notes:
- snowball fight!!! Alexei Ivanov