Hell from heaven. [As mad as he can get about religion, the phrase is still pretty apt.
AND WITH THAT replies are paused while he gears up and heads out to brave the storm again. He squeezes into the chaos of the Pokemon Center about half an hour later, bundled up, sopping wet, and wearing the younger of his Volcarona like a very fiery cape. The light from her wings fades the moment he steps through the door, and he reaches around to catch her as she slumps in exhaustion.
He heads for a corner out of the way, sitting against the wall and idly scratching the lump of moth curled up in his lap as he looks around for Bertholt. Hopefully he's not already back to work, or he's free for another break.]
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AND WITH THAT replies are paused while he gears up and heads out to brave the storm again. He squeezes into the chaos of the Pokemon Center about half an hour later, bundled up, sopping wet, and wearing the younger of his Volcarona like a very fiery cape. The light from her wings fades the moment he steps through the door, and he reaches around to catch her as she slumps in exhaustion.
He heads for a corner out of the way, sitting against the wall and idly scratching the lump of moth curled up in his lap as he looks around for Bertholt. Hopefully he's not already back to work, or he's free for another break.]