The Great Marsh [Tram Station] | Evening
Eleroo 57 | Seek 48
The Radeon tried but could not keep eye contact with the much larger Machamp. Thanks for the help Eloise but oh my god did why does this gotta be so awkward? Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. The dragon guy had been really nice and maybe this guy, Asura, right?- would also be nice if he could look past that intimidating face. "Thank you for telling me what may be done. I am Asura, a Machamp hailing from the Hoenn region. I would like to know the name of the one guiding my hand to assist our survival." Eleroo's cheeks grow stiff and even hotter as his face puffs up, completely embarrassed as though his previous actions had not already been so. He, he just thanked him for instructions! Ahhhhhh. That was not normal! Was it? Oh legends he didn't even know, people didn't usually do things like this with him."My um, my name is Eleroo. Actually, I was born in Hoenn too." He mumbles meekly, crawling beneath one of the tables as Asura set to work on the otherside of the room.
Luckily for him this table didn't seem to have any broken glass under it, the one thing he dreaded to clean with no more then paws, but it did have a multitude of stacked boxes. Most were sealed, their contents unknown, but some were open and spewing a multitude of things out from their neat containment. At least these boxes were out of the way and under tables, unlike the others that were just haphazardly strewn across the room. Pawing what he could back into the boxes, not that he recognized most of it, the Radeon fell still with shock as his eyes shifted to Asura and watched his cleaning methods. Using a table like a push broom he cleaned mass sections in mere moments. Genius! Though they would have to sift through the rubbish pile later, the humans help would be really nice for that, he was definitely the better cleaner out of the pair.
"Do what you can to ensure anything I do miss is swept into the center somehow. I believe the best plan of action would be to get the floor safe- as it seems this method will save us much time. The tables can be used to make a blockade, and if the other is a fire type, a wall. Any books that are in-tact, move aside… paper can be used for bedding. Anything else soft and safe should be put aside as well, including useful tools." Eleroo nodded, trotting to the side of the room Asura had already cleaned. Not many things had fallen past the edge of the table, but it was just enough that with each trip to the edge of the room and back he could hold the leftovers with his mouth. Dropping them off in the pile the Eeveelution stared into it, looking at the collection of weird do-dads and objects. With the greatest of care he pawed a box out of the heap and dropped any books he fished out into it. Was this guy human raised? Did he know what books did? Green would know. Before they shredded they she should probably have a look see. Steeling his courage the youth dares to ask, "Were you raised by humans?" Though he is not sure if such a question is appropriate.
Papers, packets, documents, and charts. Eleroo had no idea what any of it meant but threw any loose sheets into another box. Organizing it now might help in sifting out the important things later. Is anything really important when most of us have no use for these things? Shaking the thought away the Radeon placed his forepaws on the side of the book box and shoved, slowly pushing the now full box to the side of the room. They could deal with that later- the room still had a lot of work to do on it.
Giving her lavender pelt a shake the Aiveon prepares herself mentally for work. She had to help too- she was no lightweight! "Do you think any of them could gather bedding? Like brush or dry leaves or such? I don't know where anything good and not soggy would be in a marsh though." She mews to Green, trying to think of the Pokemon she had seen earlier but recalling nothing but the deceased one. Are we going to have to rip leaves right off the trees? That sounded like such a waste of life for a one nights stay. Flicking her wings once more Seek feels a twinge of pain from their new muscles. It looked like her flying for the day was over though what she had learned was pretty good.
"Hmm.." She ponders, staring at the cracked windows. They needed some light in their shelter so just blocking them all up would be a bad idea. But the holes.. Maybe she could shove clumpy plants into those, sealing the gaps while keeping the light. Yeah! That would work, and be her task since she already had nasty freaking mud in her paws. "Green, do you have any Pokemon big enough that I could like, stand on them to reach the windows? My wings are pretty sore, I don't think I could hover and work effectively." Well, it was more that she didn't know if she even could do that yet, but that was just unneeded details. Moments later the human sent out one of her Pokemon and it seemed to fit the bill. A Blastoise! Now that was plenty tall enough. Hopefully it wouldn't mind her walking all over either its shoulders or its hands. "Perfect!"
Trotting over to a soggy section of the ground, which was most of it, the Aiveon ripped out some clumps of weedy grass. The thick ball of roots and stems dripped with soggy swamp water but that was perfect. "Alright!" She barks to the Blastoise, pointing at one of the windows, "can you hold me up to that window there?"