by Dragon Gal » Sun Aug 25, 2013 8:54 pm
The pickpocket didn't react to the dog Pokemon now obviously in the first stages of labour, although the other Rogues glanced at her, then quickly away. He nodded to the electrician then away, a signal to distract the child from the birth- probably not something he needed to see.
The other Rogue nodded, heading to the boy, indicating for the Ninetales to follow him, though he had no clue if it would. Still, it was worth a shot, and that was the Pokemon most likely to distract the eight year old.
The Aqua grunt flinched as Mariah yelled. She... she didn't do that. She never did that. Jon... why'd you have to go? How were any of them going to survive this?
He took a few shaky breaths, watching the flames slowly consume the boat. By leaving. That's how they were going to survive. They were going to leave this place, and never come back.
He could feel himself shaking, hear the cries of the grunts around him, Mariah's screaming... It was too much. He sunk to his knees in the mud, his shaking and the rain rolling down his cheeks make it look like he was sobbing. How could he be dead?
Thankyou for the beautiful banner, Levi Ackerman!