Facing The Storm - Closed RP with Petit-Wanderer
The storm had descended with alarming speed, engulfing almost all of Johto in a diabolically strong downpour of driving rain and harrowing blasts of wind. Thankfully, most travelers had the sense to take shelter, but a few unfortunate souls had become stranded outdoors when the vicious weather had struck with an unmatched fury.
Forging his way along the open Route, Brendan fought to keep his footing against the screaming winds, struggling to keep his eyes open. When the alert warning of the inbound storm had come through, the Ranger was up and running out the door, knowing full well that someone would end up stranded in the deluge that was inbound. Now however, it seemed that perhaps he'd fall among their number.
"Fortitude, can you sense anyone?!" Following along behind his trainer, Fortitude the Gallade walked with his eyes tightly shut, his concentration far too intense for the storm to disturb as he probed the area around them psychically. At first, the Pokemon was about to respond negatively once again, but a sudden, faint signal appeared on the fringes of his consciousness. Eyes snapping open, Fortitude gestured wildly towards the path ahead; someone was further along the Route, and might be in trouble.
Nodding to his partner for a job well done, Brendan ran off in the signaled direction, his eyes roving for any sign of the no doubt drenched soul. A figure ahead began to materialize out of the shadows and pouring rain, and the Ranger raised his voice in an attempt to be heard over the howling storm. "Hey! Are you okay out there?!"
