[Thomas stumbles backwards, gasping, as the psychic attack is interrupted. His head is pounding, but at least the noise has stopped. Blinking, he tries to figure out what's going on.
A... girl? just tackled the horrible bird thing. Good lord, it looks like an enchanted stained-glass window or something! The girl -- wait, is she grey? Are those horns? -- seems unharmed, and her Pokemon is attacking the bird thing. Right! Pokemon. Thomas reaches into his coat pocket and retrieves a Pokeball. But then he pauses, looking at the ball uncertainly. His eyes narrow.
N said Pokemon didn't attack people, didn't try to kill them. That's what he said! Not unless something was wrong. Thomas looks around. The only thing he can see that's wrong is the bloody swarm of monstrosities closing in on him and Nepeta. He sighs, motionless for a moment, then slowly puts the Pokeball back in his pocket.
He looks at Nepeta as he begins removing his backpack.] Miss, are you all right!? Thank you for stopping that thing! [Thomas slides his walking stick out of where he'd lashed it to his backpack and holds it under his arm as he begins fumbling with the zipper of one of the backpack pockets. Hesitating for a second, he reaches into the pocket and pulls out a revolver and six bullets. Dropping the backpack on the ground, he snaps open the cylinder and begins loading the chambers.]
Don't worry, I'll get this under control in just a secon -- Oof! [A Baltoy has just Rapid Spun into Thomas's back. He reels forward, dropping three of the bullets and the half-loaded gun, which slides away from Thomas and towards Nepeta and Leon. Thomas lies on the ground, stunned from the blow.]
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A... girl? just tackled the horrible bird thing. Good lord, it looks like an enchanted stained-glass window or something! The girl -- wait, is she grey? Are those horns? -- seems unharmed, and her Pokemon is attacking the bird thing. Right! Pokemon. Thomas reaches into his coat pocket and retrieves a Pokeball. But then he pauses, looking at the ball uncertainly. His eyes narrow.
N said Pokemon didn't attack people, didn't try to kill them. That's what he said! Not unless something was wrong. Thomas looks around. The only thing he can see that's wrong is the bloody swarm of monstrosities closing in on him and Nepeta. He sighs, motionless for a moment, then slowly puts the Pokeball back in his pocket.
He looks at Nepeta as he begins removing his backpack.] Miss, are you all right!? Thank you for stopping that thing! [Thomas slides his walking stick out of where he'd lashed it to his backpack and holds it under his arm as he begins fumbling with the zipper of one of the backpack pockets. Hesitating for a second, he reaches into the pocket and pulls out a revolver and six bullets. Dropping the backpack on the ground, he snaps open the cylinder and begins loading the chambers.]
Don't worry, I'll get this under control in just a secon -- Oof! [A Baltoy has just Rapid Spun into Thomas's back. He reels forward, dropping three of the bullets and the half-loaded gun, which slides away from Thomas and towards Nepeta and Leon. Thomas lies on the ground, stunned from the blow.]