Pastoria City || Morning [Storming]"Yes... That would be a sufficient threat. Even if they wanted to say they could easily disinfect the water, the paranoia would never go away."
Eleroo 151 || Seek 148
Truly lasting damage. Something they couldn't just ignore, rebuild, and move on from. Digging her paws into the mud Seek nodded affirmatively. To think she had come up with such a horrible idea. "Allow me, I'll mince the meat and you can collect sticks to carry it. Its not a good idea to try to carry it barehanded or anything."
Shenron offered much to her relief, and with a quick, "Right,"
the Aiveon leaped into the tree the Charizard hard previouslt halted beneath. Weaving through the branches and looking for only those that were both sturdy and long, she proceeded to work and break off the best ones for their task."Perhaps a sack or pack of some kind would aid in transport? It would prevent loss of fluid and unnecessary spread of the virus. It would also serve to not show our hand immediately. Mayhap you should take the entire head as well. It would be a truly frightening reveal."
Taking her collection of sticks and branches down to the ground the Aiveon couldn't help but overhear the legend's suggestion. "That's horrible,"
she gasped between clenched teeth, "but.. let's do it. Respectfully, of course."
Having also heard the dragon's quite prayer with her massive ears she did not with to make his task any worse. She may not have been the kindest Pokemon, or the sweetest, but even she was instilled values at a young age. Sure, she picked and choose when to uphold them, but she knew not to desecrate the dead.
Unsure what to do with her sticks she placed them beside Shenron for his judgement and prepared herself to silently wait. They had wasted plenty of time already, mostly due to her shortcomings, but a few more minutes hopefully wouldn't harm things any more. As the mincing proceeded Felix got an idea. "Seek, think we can use the weather to our advantage since the lightning would create some effect to our retaliation?"
Their was a shake of her head, but no other harsh response as the Aiveon said simply, "Lightning is too unpredictable."
If they needed an explosion maybe
they could time it with the thunder, but they had no explosive force and the booms were practically on top of the bolts already. For their mission such a gimmick likely wouldn't pan out.
Still, she liked the idea. He was trying to think out of the box for something they could use, but then he didn't stop. "If there is liquid nitrogen, we could probably dump it in the water to raise some fog. We need to make it to maximum fear."
Her face twisted into something akin between confusion and disgust. Her voice started to raise, her facade crumbling as she gave a brazen bark. "Liquid what..? What the heck are you talking about?! You're speaking nonsense again!"
The guy sounded like a mad scientist, or a special effects guy. Lightning and fog.. what do you think this is, a movie?!
Whatever that stuff was she doubted they could find it in this ruined town, more so in the little time they had left to spare. "This isn't a joke. We can't play around for drama, or do it again if it goes wrong."
Huffing, the flying Pokemon panted from her own outburst. The emotion faded, her mind recalling her desire to be more mature as a hot wash flushed her cheeks. Getting back to her paws she dared not look in his eyes and turned away from him. With a deep breath in she spoke tensely, the calm struggling to remain in her voice. "Just.. go find a burlap sack, or a garbage bag or whatever. Get a pillowcase if you have to."
Walking away to dismiss the incident she made her way to the idle legendary Pokemon. The emotions were still churning in her belly, wishing for another outburst to occur, but she kept them in check with a rough swallow. "You've made it clear you don't want to 'interfere' with this, but what about a little help?"
She started, unsure how to word her request. "I've wasted our time.. could you just, I dunno, teleport us to their nesting ground, or their base, or anywhere closer? We don't have time to wander around."
Her plea did not sound nearly as convincing as it had in her head, but she knew it was a longshot no matter how she sliced it. If he said no, it was no real loss, but they would really benefit from the boost.