Fwomph
Slateport Pokemon Center
How are you holding up? I will say, that was utterly textbook and I'm both proud but not really surprised that we pulled it off without issue. I've got experience and you've got some particularly relevant talents...
-Gale takes a seat against the wall and hums softly-
If it helps, they weren't good people. Well. I can't make judgement calls on the actual working people involved but the groups they work for each have some big red flags...
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Flying Colors
Slateport Pokemon Center
Kai: ...It was easy. It was so easy to just do that, and get away without issue.
-She laughs a bit.-
Kai: Nobody waiting in the shadows for us. Nobody knew we were there. Nothing fell apart, nobody to fight our way through, and we could just as easily do it again and again.
-It's not a cheerful laugh, and she seems to recognize this fact, so she stops.-
Kai: ...S-sorry. I'm... Let's— let's not focus on me. Um. S-so, uh, inventory?
-She starts to dig out the stolen TM case.-
Natural History Museum, hours after the selfie taking
Following Tommy was Felicia. She approached Evelyn and did that kitty thing where she'd rub her head around human feet, then approached the others begging to be pet.
Tommy: Professor Hawthorn would like to see Evelyn. I was supposed to pick up just her but since you tend to hang around with her a lot, we'd figure that you'd need to be in the know, too. Can't talk about it in public, though. You fellas understand.
Wyndon Museum
Hoops: Oh yeah, Drumsturdy... I vaguely remember you. Wow, this is the second time you've arrived too late to do anything. Must be hard.
Cof: <Now now, boss, you should be more polite to the police. They do good work and you should respect it.>
His spectral hands move from Hoops' back to their face and tug at the corners of their mouth, forcing them to smile. Unfortunately the fact that Hoops is clearly resisting and the clearly visible black hands makes it seem less like a friendly expression and more like something out of a horror movie.
Later
Hoops: Why specifically Evelyn? (turning to Evelyn) Do you want to go by yourself, or...
They squat and give Felicia a little scratch on the head between the ears as they talk.
Museum, Post Raid
Drumsturdy: Chipper young fella, aren't we? To be expected. Stopping any Hunter's Guild heist dead on their tracks is no easy feat. Even superheroes have a terrible time confronting them. And that hack Harvey keeps saying you're enabling her. I'd like to give him a what-for.
Drumsturdy stops for a moment and. He and Officer Jenny snap a silly selfie with Arachna-Guy. He resumes.
Drumsturdy: Us and the Gendarme down at Kalos have been at our wits end dealing with the Guild on either side of the channel. Malacostra's just a lieutenant to her father Sphinx, third most dangerous of the Hunter's Guild's elite. Crab Girl's not afraid of threatening collateral damage to buildings and bystanders.
Arachna-Guy: How well do I know.
Drumsturdy: The moment we got here, Tundra Yard prioritised the evacuation of civilians and the search for other grunts. And she's still at large.
Officer Jenny: We'll need to work with the other museums in the city to beef up security. Who knows what other valuables they might be trying to heist in the black market for some rich collector.
Museum, Hallway
Tommy: It's no trouble at all. I figured that you have as much of a right to know what's going on. As for why Evelyn, well, we'll learn that at the board room.
Museum Offices, board room
Tommy leads them to a fancy gothic revival style meeting room, with portraits of the museum's many donors, including (amazingly) that of Chairman Rose wearing traditional Tundran attire. There to greet them was Professor Hawthorn, Stephanie, Jane, a lileep, and three kabuto.
Prof. Hawthorn: I hope you don't mind. This was the only private meeting room available on short notice. I see familiar faces, Thomas. Good. We've got a few things to talk about.
Edited by MasterJayAM on Apr 5th 2021 at 1:08:53 AM
Snowy
Hammerlocke, Kaiju Central
-Agnes frowns-
Agnes: Right, barrier thingy. I hate when Max mons do that...
-Even from her spot under Stein, though she can see the Dracozolt is charging SOMETHING.-
Agnes: What the- Ohgeezduck!
-Both Trainer and Piloswine lie down on the ground / the other's back as the high powered beam goes off. Once the blast has faded and scorched down the street, she takes her hands off her head and looks ahead.-
Agnes: -takes a deep breath- Close one...
-She can just barely see one of the lower points on the barrier cracking though from her position...-
Agnes: Hmm... Gonna need to be really accurate....I got it. -she takes out another pokeball and sends out a Kirlia. He looks around.-
Alphonse: <...Why are we underneath a Dracozolt?>
Wynn: <Doesn't matter, We need your help!>
Agnes: Ok. Wynn, I'm going to need you to tear up some more rocks with Rock Tomb...but you won't be the one throwing them. Alphonse, see those cracks in the barrier? Can you throw the rocks at those spots?
Alphonse: -shrugs- <Sure?> -he looks over at Wynn- <Whenever you're ready.>
-Wynn stomps the ground and knocks up more hunks of concrete. Alphonse's horns glow, and he telekinetically tosses the loose rocks one by one at the cracks in the barrier.-
Circhester Alley
Star: -strained- Oh...ok. And that's good to know, the emotion sensing thing....
-The plunger shape sort of flattens on the edges...and then settles back into a more clearly plunger shape as Star winces-
Star: ...Ugh. Ok, I guess that's not happening.
-She holds out the Plunger stick to Tagg-
Star: I was trying to make a rose, but I guess that's too complex for now. So here's a plunger for clearing bad feels....?
Sphinx's Hotline
Sphinx: I've several for just the occasion. Might I suggest my personal favourite? The [Imperial].
The image of a high class multiple star hotel came into view.
Sphinx: It comes with my most sophisticated computer systems. Your analysis will be done in lightning speed and relative security. Ma'at treats it like her own luxury getaway.
That's just how it is on this bitch of an earth
Circhester
"I.. guess so, yeah. Unless you believe in predestination, which I don't, but like, it is a thing," She goes quiet when she realizes Megan has, and just sorta leans in contentedly.
Hammerlocke, v. Ironspine
Rikuo is still a little miffed at his impromptu yeeting, but the opportunity to 'nothing personnel kid' someone keeps him from staying that way much longer.
After a moment of quietly contemplating what exactly he'll do, Rikuo opts to just attack Igor from his blindspot while he's still distracted.
Daydre is still outside squinting at the pod, trying to see if that worked. Hellebore kinda pats at her shoulder and she remembers oh yeah we're on a battlefield right now and starts running around trying not to get hit by anything.
off the shits
"Excellent. I can make a business trip out there, got a King Industries factory being built nearby," Delta noted.
"Mission is collections, we found a rogue agent. Lightwave, formerly number 10, remember them? A bit... scatterbug to put it politely, focused on light based weaponry and used exclusively electric teams," Delta noted.
"They were the one who spoke up when the 5 announced we'd no longer be hunting for Pokefutures, didn't like that much stating amoral mad scientists are our bread and butter," he continued polishing a knife.
There was a ping, for both Hunters on the network. Delta quirked a brow behind his helmet, he pulled it up, "Oh. Sphinx talk about timing, we just got a ping as well, another straight from the council of 5..."
The notation was deep in Saffron was a hard drive of medical research in a Vali Hospital.
"Seems we have more than just collections," Delta noted reading over it, "We've lost about 8 years worth of effort, this may just get us back a few months... better than nothing."
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Glimwood Tangle
(Strummer and Grohl look over at Hatty in disbelief, grinning.)
Strummer: <Oi! Nice move there, 'Atty!>
Grohl: <Whoa... Mystical Fire...>
(The Morgrem and Galarian Rapidash suddenly find themselves getting thrown back to the floor from the Mystical Fire attack. When the dust ultimately clears, they slowly push themselves back up.)
Morgrem: <Blast it all... first they paralyze us, then they evolve, and now the Lost One hits us with a Mystical Fire?! What is their deal?>
(Strummer, meanwhile, smirks.)
Strummer: <Hehehehehehehe...>
Galarian Rapidash: <Oh dear god he's got something planned hasn't he?>
Strummer: <Oi.>
(And then seconds later, sparks of electricity shoot out of Strummer's body, before he becomes surrounded by electricity. He runs towards the Morgrem and Galarian Rapidash, all the while crying out:)
Strummer: <THIS 'OW YA LIKE IT, EH?!>
(He promptly tackles down both of the Pokemon in front of him to the floor in a burst of electricity. Dio, Elton, Geddy, Jagger, and the rest of the group look on in disbelief— before Elton happily jumps into the air.)
Elton: <YES—!> (He turns to Freddie.) <DID YOU SEE THAT, FREDDIE?! That was Spark!>
Grohl: <Whoa... nice job, Strummer!>
(Strummer nods and gives him a thumbs-up.)
STRUMMER THE AMPED TOXTRICITY
NEW MOVE LEARNED: SPARK
Mementos, Chromatic Path
(Kim nods towards Triton, and then points ahead.)
Kim: "Alright, Triton... hit them!"
Triton: Gladly! Take this, heathens!
(And with that said, he opens his mouth and releases a Water Gun directly at the Shadows.)
Dunsparce Cloud
Ballonlea
Apple-A-Day: ...We are? Uh, cool. That's cool. I'm Apple-A-Day. And I already know you're Megan.
-...-
I've said too much.
-...-
Hey, look, check out that zeppelin!
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Wyndon Museum
Me: It's a pleasure to meet you, Constable. I'm Ian and this is my buddy, Piku-chan.
Piku-chan: -salutes Drumsturdy- <Honored to make your acquaintance.>
Me: As for the Hunter's Guild, I ended up running into trouble with them my own self, as apparently, Malacostra wasn't alone on this heist.
-Ian brings the newsfeed of the [Dubai] heist up on his Xtransceiver for Tommy, Evelyn, Hoops, and Constable Drumsturdy to see.-
Me: He called himself "Salem", and his team included two Houndoom and a Banette. Both of which are Pokémon with an advantage against Psychic types like the ones on Jane Stacy and Evelyn's teams. His visor was made to detect psychic energy. Also, in this footage and today as well, he looked almost like a perfect carbon copy of me.
Later...
Evelyn: It's a pleasure to meet you, Professor. I'm Evelyn, and this is my friend, Hatty.
Hatty: <Nice to meet you.>
Me: Nice to see you again, professor!
Piku-chan: <What's up?>
Evelyn: So why exactly did you call us here?
Glimwood Tangle
Hatty: <Alright! That was amazing, Strummer!>
-Hatty smirks determinedly at the Morgrem and Galarian Rapidash.-
Hatty: <It's simple, really... We don't tolerate bullies.> -to Grohl and Strummer- <Think it's time we finish this?>
Mementos, Chromatic Path: Awakening Battle
Cu Chulainn: HAVE AT THEE!
-Cu Chulainn unleashes a blast of psychic energy at the Shadows with a wave of his spear, knocking them all backwards.-
Jester-hatted Pikachu group: <HEE- HO!>
-The Jester-hatted Pikachus gang up on Triton and Cu Chulainn, unleashing breaths of cold air at them. The black Jester-hatted Pikachus just throw themselves at Cu Chulainn and Triton.-
-The Angry Coffin lashed out at Triton with a slash of its shadowy hand.-
-The pale Togetic giggles as she sits this turn out.-
Edited by AnimeboyIanpower on Mar 24th 2021 at 11:44:57 AM
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
No voice to cry suffering
Ballonlea
Pollen: -antenna-twitch, bemused- <...the Stormchaser's not a—>
-Megan gasps-
Megan: -putting her hands to her cheeks- Oh! Where?
-as one, she and Pippy pivot to look in the direction they indicate-
Pippy: <Is it over that mushroom, Megan?>
Megan: I'm not sure! Let me grab my other glasses...
Pollen: <Huh?>
-Megan scoops her out of the air* and turns her to face the same way-
-Vee looks Apple-A-Day dead in the eyes and makes a |.3 face-
No mind to think. No will to break.
The Wanderer
Circhester, past
-To Star, taking the Plunger as it turns into an aster-
A plunger to clean my emotional clogging, huh? I will admit I miss the days back when I was just another Trainer in the crowd than being considered "J-Team Leader" and whatnot.
-Switching back to the lesson-
Key's having a good sense of 3D shapes, though a proper rose as you've figured out is decently complicated.
Edited by rmctagg09 on Mar 25th 2021 at 5:12:43 AM
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Fwomph
Slateport Pokemon Center
-Gale remains silent, she could say a bunch on how the heist went but opts to just move onto the distractionary topic-
Look at that, big pile of TM discs that we can bring to the people as we see fit. We're turning these over to the PEFE yeah?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Flying Colors
Slateport Pokemon Center
-Kai nods as she starts unpacking them to take stock.-
Kai: Yeah. The un-catalogued ones, at least, since the ones that are just older-gen T Ms are more for collector's value than preservation value.
-She frowns-
Kai: Unless Futures tampered with them, too.
Museum Heist, conclusion
Drumsturdy: I recognize you, too. We're familiar with Salem. Tundra Yard has a dedicated database on all the Hunter's Guild operatives. Seems he was in cahoots with this hunter identified by the Kalosian gendarme as Domino. Tried to take on our old champion. Bugger quickly learned the hard way why not just anybody challenges Leon.
Officer Jenny: Seems like it matches our description, too. He specializes in hunting fairy and psychic types. He has been involved in other high-profile Guild heists.
She looks at Ian's outfit.
Officer Jenny: We have been informed by Kwan Industries rep McSweeney that one of their sponsored trainers was the victim of identity theft with Salem as the culprit. We apologize for any inconvenience Salem may have caused you, Ian.
Arachna-Guy: I'd love to stay and chat, but I really gotta go.
Drumsturdy: Leaving so soon? Well, I guess as they say, evil never rests.
Officer Jenny: Do save some of the action for us.
Arachna-Guy: You can bet on it. Pleasure to meet you all. I've a feeling we'll be seeing each other around.
Aranos and Arachna-Guy fire polymers upward and went up the roof. He lingered around after just long enough to wave goodbye to the group.
Museum, Big Old Meeting Hall
Prof. Hawthorn: Well, Ms. Evelyn. We need your help. We heard from the grepa vine that you and our lileep have managed to bond during the fight.
Tommy waved, then suddenly nursed his ribs in pain.
Tommy: Saw it from the sidelines after I escaped from the bad crab lady.
Prof. Hawthorn: So, we've been concerned about the safety of our specimen. I mean, lileeps have been cloned before, but she was revived from an exceptionally old fossil. Her genes may be valuable to certain less scrupulous entities.
Hawthorn shuddered. He was speaking from experience.
Prof. Hawthorn: And we decided that, on the suggestion of Officer Jenny, we leave the specimen in the hands of someone who can remain anonymous.
Stephanie: She doesn't have a lot of distinguishing markings, so we hope that you can just disappear into a crowd. And even if the push comes to shove, we can trust you to handle yourselves.
Prof. Hawthorn: We're prepared to provide compensation, if you need it. We just need lileep to be cared for and kept safe, and we've reason to believe that any further attempts to keep her in one place might be too tempting for the Hunter's Guild.
Defiant Wing, locked safe room (for now)
Shutter: Their suspect is Ms. Gale. Her alibi seems to check out, but something doesn't quite add up.
Phineas: Ms. Gale? Do something that sinister? Impossible
Upton: Or impostor. We should check her out ourselves.
Phineas: We are not going to let even this situation turn us into [puritanical] witch hunters.
Upton: That's putting words in my mouth. We'd know for sure if we could have a psychic analyze her. And Astarte and I can—
Phineas: That would be a polygraph. And you'd be pitting your words against hers.
Shutter: Phineas is right, we need more evidence. Even if you could, Gale demonstrated abilities before that might be used against us. Who knows if even a psychic can stay accurate. Connect us to the Captain's quarters and request for access to the footage. We'll do this the old fashioned way.
Phineas: Request sent.
Sphinx's Line
Sphinx: Wonderful. Hopefully this can help us break even sooner. Even billion-dollar ultra beast wrangling didn't nearly bring a loss as Scratch's encounter with those blasted Argents ever did. What is the nature of this new assignment?
Ma'at: Sphinx is once again willing to lend my services should you need it.
Priest of the Temple of Syrinx
Glimwood Tangle
Grohl: <Yeah. Let's do this.>
Mementos, Chromatic Path, Awakening Battle
(Kim notices.)
Kim: "Triton? Dodge."
Triton: Will do.
(He dodges both the Slam attack and the Shadow Claw, before raising his trident up towards the sky.)
Triton: Feel my wrath, heathens—!
(And then a glowing orb of moonlight forms from his trident, aiming it right at the Angry Coffin.)
Flying Colors
The Ironspine Incident
-Yeah, no, Corrin was expecting a smashy move, not a bigass space laser.-
-She's blasted backward, tumbling over herself to an almost comedic degree. Once the blast passes, she just sort of lies on the ground for a moment.-
Corrin: <...Ow.>
-She's pretty dang hurt, but not completely out of the fight yet, so she manages to pull herself upright.-
Corrin: <...Er, Mason, how long has this thing been... big?>
Mason: ...Longer than they usually are. It should be shrinking right now. Why is it not shrinking right now?
Corrin: <Don't ask me!>
Mason: I'm asking the universe!
-The universe is not giving Mason an answer.-
Corrin: <...Anyway, if it's so big, maybe I can break more of its armor by toppling it?>
-In the spirit of experiments, Corrin rushes forward and attempts to test her hypothesis with a Low Kick-
Dunsparce Cloud
Ballonlea
Apple-A-Day: ...
-they inch away very, very slowly-
Syrnewt: <You're being watched.>
Apple-A-Day: ...
-they send out a Tyrantrum-
Malik: <...I'm as surprised by this as you are.>
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.
Empathic Kid Hero-in-training
Glimwood Tangle
Hatty: <Alright! Let's go for an all-out attack!>
-Hatty closes her eyes and begins to glow with a crimson and orange aura, as two orbs of fire appear at the tips of her braids. Hatty lifts herself into the air and begins to spin around, creating a fiery ring around Hatty. Hatty then brings the ring close to her and morphs it into an orb of magical flame, glowing crimson, orange, blue and violet before taking a deep breath and releasing a multi-colored stream of fire at the Galarian Rapidash and Morgrem again!-
Mementos, Chromatic Path: Awakening Battle
-The Angry Coffin is blown backwards by Triton's strike, and then throws itself headlong at Triton.-
-The breaths of cold air hit Cu Chulainn, but the most they do is give him (and Ian) a slight chill.-
Me: Brrr... I p-p-probably sh-should've avoided that one... You got this, Cu Chulainn!
-Cu Chulainn nods and fires a rainbow beam of psychic energy from the tip of his spear at the jester-hatted Pikachus and the eyeless Gastly, driving them all backwards.-
-The Black Knight swings his sword at Cu Chulainn, who blocks the strike with his spear.-
Cu Chulainn: Leave the demon captain to me!
Hammerlocke, VS Dr. Ironspine
Ian the Pikipek: Need a little help knocking this thing down?
-Ian the Pikipek jumps out of the crater left by him slamming into the wall and glides to the ground to meet Piku-chan.-
Ian the Pikipek: I got you! Piku-chan, use Twinsteel Tail Strike!
-Piku-chan makes his tail glow with a metallic sheen, and he spins around rapidly, gaining momentum with each rotation.-
Piku-chan: <YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...>
-When Piku-chan gains enough momentum, he lunges at the Dynamaxed Stein and lets loose with two strikes from his Iron Tail.-
Wyndon Museum
Me: -salutes Drumsturdy and Officer Jenny- It's okay, Officer. I'm sure we'll make sure he faces justice.
Wyndon Museum Meeting Hall
Evelyn: And you think I should be the one to protect Lileep?
-A beat goes by as Evelyn nods, feeling that she and Ian will both be ready to handle the responsibility.-
Evelyn: I'll do it! And I won't be alone.
Me: Right. I'll be there to help her!
♪Show me the wisdom of the world... Tell me the secrets of the heart... and the sweet~ mysteries~ of love~...
Snowy
Circhester Alley
Star: -nods- I guess after Jane left that mantle had to fall to someone... I've never really thought the J-team really needed a leader so much as someone to direct the giant pile of wills that makes up the group at one target....Which is still kind of a leader, but I guess people outside the group picture something else?
-Star digs around in her pockets for her phone-
Star: Anyway, maybe I can find an image reference for something simpler—
-She stops suddenly, glaring at the screen-
Star: ...Really? How'd this get back on here? -she holds up the phone to Tagg, and points at the red and black eyeball app that's somehow made its way onto her phone again- Ever seen an app like this? This is the second time it's just reinstalled itself onto my phone.
The Wanderer
Circhester, past
Another Metaverse app? In a couple weeks after Ian and that other person? What is going on here...? Best to take care of this before Star ends up activating the app and her nickname becomes accurate.
-To Star-
Yeah, I know what it is.
-Showing my phone, the Metaverse app showing clearly-
It means I may end up teaching a whole other type of lesson besides Aura.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.
Snowy
Circhester Alley
Star: ...Uh...Alright. What is it then?
Circhester, Pun / Innuendo Aside, The Conceptualization Of A Hot Spring As Some Form Of Cauldron Is Somewhat Discomfiting
-Megan, unaware as ever that human contact has an effect on her mood
and cryptid that she's ended up, its lack, seems vaguely unaware of how much she's unconsciously leaning in in turn-Megan: -warmly- Probably good, then, ehe.
-but small talk (medium talk?) having exhausted itself, Megan sits in contented silence-
-she sighs in the steamy air of the Bath-
Megan: -giggle- Some heroes, huh?
Ballonlea, Fruit of Knowledge
Megan: -blithe- I'm very charming.
-to Vee, deeply concerned- ...now what was that?
Vee: -strained- <Can we talk about this later?> Megan: …
-she glances to-
Pippy: <...fine.> -sigh-
Megan: Yeah. :c
-Megan turns her attention back to Apple-A-Day's stream of consciousness—their fruit woes, their thoughts on the Galar League and its methods, the fact that they probably don't know anyone else she does-
Megan: ...this means we're friends now. ^_^
-double fingerguns in their direction—Pollen snickers a bit at Syrnewt's exasperation-
Megan: Thank you! I'm still pretty stunned, haha.
Pollen: -perking up- <Yeah, that was fucking awesome—>
Vee: -grin- <Really was, bubblebug.>
-she leans not inconspicuously against Pippy's leg, accepting some light head-scritches-
-it seems to ease something in her-
(Hammerlocke, a little ways up the road)
-...a pair of groans synchronize from the furrow driven up the lane-
Addie: <Oof…>
Logan: -at about 15% and blinking- That is extremely unpleasant. @_@
-they hand the Line to Addie for charging and squint back at the charging armor-
Logan: -shoving upright, pained- We gotta get back. Why is everyone throwing…?
Addie: -tiny huff, cheeks crackling- <Start running, just let me catch my breath…>
-they distract themselves from the exertion with a mental inventory of their Sign-available contacts-
-...and backtrack, looking at someone through the window of a cafe-
Addie: -powering up- <Bwuh?>
Logan: -blink- Abilene?
Abilene: -not pausing her audiobook- 'llo.
Hammerlocke, vs. Ironspine
-Wynn's Rock Tomb hits what should have been squishy vulnerables—should have slowed something-
-taking only a layer off of the Max Raid shield instead-
Armor: Frustration.
-Stein makes to lash out at Mason...presumably with Frustration-
- —only to twitch as the charging attack takes precedence-
MAX!STEIN: <urk.>
Armor: Confusion.
Armor: Resolve.
Armor: Shock.
Armor: Confusion.
Armor: Fear.
-they continue…twitching, in various directions—Cady and Kat, Ian, Agnes, Daydre, Rikuo (mercifully not eating Rikuo)-
-all amounting to very little, despite power visibly redirecting itself for every attack that would have been, had reactions been available-
-targets distracted by preventing the armor from tearing itself apart, masked by the general hullabaloo and blaring alarms, Rikuo does materialize in Igor's* cockpit pod without being noticed-
Igor: -mutter, frantically flipping switches- <Come on, come on…>
-c l i c k-
<Aha.>
Dr. Ironspine: -crowing- <Aha!!>
Armor: -nearly motionless- Triumph.
-she finishes her damage control and pulls the big lever, Stein leaning forward—-
-a burning, five-pointed star traces itself between the five Wishing Stars mounted on the odd cutoff between the segments of their body-
-and the energy howls-
-Counter possibly not the best choice—the Meteor Beam shrieks out around their neck, a Dynamax Cannon in miniature-
-Ian's well out of its line of fire, and Agnes is behind Stein's active front half—but everyone else still on the street takes it head-on, a deluge of Galar Particles in pale imitation of Eternatus themself, as she declared upon seeing
-
-it scatters the gathering stadium officials further back like tenpins, Logan diving out of the way-
-the thunderous aftermath hits like a small Wyrmwind in and of itself—this physical enough for a dragon to wield-
-however Corrin chooses to take it, cracks appear in the armor's casing between the Wishing Stars-
Dr. Ironspine: <Damn you!!> -after only one use, too-
Armor: Fury.
-she realizes her mistake, turning her Spiky Shield between the Armor and her pod—the wall between heating itself bright, burning crimson-
Dr. Ironspine: -hisses uncomfortably, heated-
No mind to think. No will to break.