Words between ~ ~ are telepathic thoughts. Don't look
at me like that, we've got a psychic pokemon in the gang! It's not my fault
I tell you!
Zelgadis heaved a sigh of relief as he pulled himself up onto level ground and lay down on his back, staring up at the ceiling while he gasped for breath. He was certain that Lashana was in the area. The familiar-sounding explosions were a testement for that.... You'd think that big psycho robots could build stronger cages....
A pop from the lava in the pit made him roll onto his side to peer down at the barely discernable edge of the cage as it finished sinking into the magma, and he thanked any and all the Gods he could think of that he had managed to escape with his life. Good thing the floor of the cage fell out, else I'd be down there finding out if half-golums melt in lava. He rose his hands and grimaced at the ache in his fingers, his shoulders aching at the mere memory of the exerting climb back up onto level ground. Well....I'm alive and out of the cage....now what?
Deciding that he'd better get moving before one of the robots or Telcatwo returned - the latter had gone to get him some orange bran cookies a while ago - he hauled himself to his feet and looked around, frowning in perplextion when he spotted three corridor entrances nearby. Which way do I go? Oh Gods if only I had some coffee.... Oh well....ennie, minne, miny, moe....
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lashana cackled as she launched a fireball at an automated gun turret and did a fancy backflip in mid-air, loosing another spell as she did so. Okay. This is booooring!
~Lashana!~
The call startled her, almost making her plummet from the sky as she spun in a complete circle, looking for the source of the voice. "'Two?"
~I'm almost there!~ The pokemon's psychic voice sounded strained, but relieved. ~Gods, but it's good to hear you! I've been searching for you for hours! I thought you were dead!~
"We both know I'm too stubborn for that to happen," she chuckled as she lobbed a blast of lightning at the last turret.
A chuckle rumbled through her thoughts. ~True. Still, it's good to sense you again.~
Lashana snickered. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you're starting to get attached to me."
~Just a little. My Gods....what happened to this place? It's so desolate!~
This time she managed to get a faint inkling of where he was, making her turn westwards to peer at the faint glowing blue form on the horizon. "Lots of volcanic activity in this area I guess...." she murmured, compltetely distracted.
That cost her.
"For the Royalty!"
What the flamin' hell?! The Elf spun at the yell and barely managed to dodge the burst of fire that came at her. "Hey! Watch it! This is a new shirt!! Whoa!" She banked to the right and twisted to stare at the Predacon. Which one is this again? C'mon Elf, you've seen all the eppys.... Oh yeah. Inferno. Beast-mode of an ant, brains of a dustmite. But he does, however, have firepower in his 'bot mode. Literally....
~Lashana!~
"Not now!" she growled as she taxed her already low strength and threw an ice arrow at the Pred, cursing when he easily dodged. Crap. I can't weave major spells and fly at the same time! And if I try to land he'll just shoot me.... Okay, plan B.... Oh, wait,...I don't HAVE a plan B. This could be a problem. A low cackle made her glance to her left, and she cursed when she stared right into the barrel of Inferno's gun. Craaaaap.
~Lookout!~
"Wha? Oof!" The force that impacted with her side sent her reeling through the air, and she was dimly aware of arms wrapping around her as she clung to her consciousness. Helllloooo pain....
~Lashana? Lashana?! Oh Gods, I've killed her! Lashana!~
The frantic telepathic presence tugged at her thoughts, making her crack an eye open to look up into Mewtwo's panicked gaze. "M'not dead." Note to self: the big psycho pokemon has to go on a freakin' diet.... "That hurt, y'know."
He sighed and held her tighter as he rose a shield around them, protecting them from the robot's flamethrower. ~I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tackle you that hard.~
She winced and shifted slightly in his arms to glare over at the flying robot. What had someone had called him? Ah yes, Blender-Butt. Heehee.... rather fitting too.... "I'd love to waste a Dragon Slave on this wacko but..."
~Allow me,~ Mewtwo smirked as he freed his right hand from around her waist and gathered an attack, looking at the black sphere of psychic energy for a moment before launching it at the robot.
"He can dodge, y'know."
~Not this he can't. Watch.~
Curious, Lashana stared at the attack, her eyes widening when it suddenly split up into ten equal balls and converged on the Predacon, the resulting explosion knocking him from the sky. "'Two. You have got to teach me how to do that!"
He chuckled and returned his free arm to her waist, feeling her own arms encircle his middle as she clung to him. ~In time,~ he promised before looking down at her. ~Your energy's low. Are you hurt?~
"Nah. Just tired. Been wandering around with Duncan for almost six hours. That an we met up with the Maximals, who are about as helpful as a hippo with a hernia," she paused and sighed heavily. "It's been a long day."
~So I see. Is that the ship where Telcatwo is?~
"Yeppers! I was just about to let myself in when you called."
~Well then, shall we?~
She grinned. "Oh, hell yes."
So? Should I continue or what??