#atalantete

     Be proud of who you are, this is your month.

               Steven put down the Thunderstone already.....

doodle on wallace

His mother wouldn’t be pleased to see this. Nor would his sister, but she’d eventually see the humour and charm in her daughter’s antics.

“You’ve still got some room for more there, Lissi,” He moved his other arm to point out a little patch of skin that hadn’t been claimed by the black ink. A sixteen-year-old Wallace grinned as Lisia gasped and quickly filled in the spot she missed. “There. Much better!”

He was supposed to be training; Master Juan wanted him to be able to perform a certain new contest move by the end of the week. It was getting late now, and he’d spent the entire day with his little niece, who seemed to have an endless supply of energy, keeping him busy while his mother and sister were out and making sure he got no practice whatsoever.

Wallace supposed family always came first. Juan would understand, right? He never got mad over this stuff.

Finally the marker was lifted off his skin. His arms were covered in a messy pattern of hearts and stars, and he held them out in front of himself and Lisia to see. Oh, he would absolutely get shouted at for allowing Lisia to do this, and if would take ages to clean off. But it had been fun to just sit down and watch her draw all over him. Lisia definitely seemed proud of herself, too.

My muse is losing hope and slowly drifting towards the side of evil. Send 💞to try to save them, or 😈 to encourage them!

No… Not her… She shouldn’t have to see this…

“I… I have no choice… This is… There is no other way… I’m sorry…” 

With that, Milotic moved between them, a sad look in her eye as she blocked the way to Wallace. She wouldn’t let her master be disturbed…

At first, he didn't think any of it was real, the Mega Evolution, everything unraveling at the seams and the destruction... at some point he had tried to Lisia behind him, to shield her from everything around them, until he noticed one subject in particular, moving in towards Colress.

"No- damn it all!" He cursed, shocked.but not surprised. His knew found temper was to blame, and looked around desperately for both a way out and a way to get both girls to safety. At first, he hadn't seen anything, his eyes darting between each corner of the roomost, and his focus losing it's self.

That was when he found it. Like a beacon of hope, a way out of the mess they were in. Brawly looked to Lisia, frowning when he noticed how scared she was. "Lisi," He began, to grab her attention. "I need you to run straight ahead, right through that door and don't stop. Understand?" He says it carefully, making sure she can hear every word he says. She'said about to protest- tell him no. But looking up and seeing how bad it was becoming..

She nods and quickly begins to head to the opening allowed for them, allowing Brawly a moment to turn back and head into the fray where Roxanne lay unconscious.

As he reached her, Brawly knelt over her to shield her from anyone that date attack her, and then considered his options. His arms meant he couldn't carry her easily, and there was no way she'd wake up in time to help...

Quickly, the garchomp spliced subject carefully grabbed for her, lifting her woth great difficulty onto his back, and then running for it, back to her cell. A safe place, for now.

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Updates: Subject H in her cell, safe but her foot is sprained after stepping wrong trying to dodge something.