[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]SS Anne-Below Deck/Hallways || Early Evening
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The sun began to set, its orange hues following it as a streak of dark blue began to overcome the sky. A young Swablu takes in a heavy breath as she landed on the railing of the ship above deck, a click and a clack heard as her talons gripped onto the metal bar. Trinity used a lot
of energy flying this far, and put a lot of pressure on her left wing. A strong wave of heat came over that left wing as she began to rest, wincing as soon as it began to cool down. Honestly, how troublesome this wing was! Yet, it was amazing and miraculous on how she was able to get up on this ship! The height was beyond her dreams, far from the ground at least! The Cotton Bird Pokemon gaped at it earlier when she glided just a simple ten feet away from the sea. It was an abandoned ship, but hey, better than flying in the middle of the ocean! The possibilities of food being here... Her stomach wanted to punch her brains inside out just for thinking of such horrid things. She's going to grow hungry at this rate! An abandoned ship, means abandoned cargo! Which basically means free stuff for her!
Unless... No, she shook her head at the thought, the possibilities of meeting another
survivor are slim. Yet, she still felt guilty at the thoughts of abandoning her friends in Viridian and Outskirt. How was Zero doing? Skoll? Rakuen? Were they thinking bad of Trinity? How she purposely abandoned
them? She had no choice, she was timid, weak, desperate. How selfish of her... Her mind went blank as she glanced up, staring at the stars that began to slowly appear. Barely visible, but visible enough for Trinity to feel hope arise in her. The sky has not changed in this world. That's the good thing. The sky was her home, from when the sun rise to the sun set, from when the moon is visible to the invisible. She loved it. She loved it all. Unlike the mangled ground that had murdered her mother, the sky was her peaceholder. Something that could never be touched even by something as big as the Epidemic.
She paused, glancing back over to the ship. There was an archway that led to below-deck. With the night settling in, Trinity would have loved
to sit on this railing to watch the sun rise back up. However, now was the time for rest, she had been spending sleepless nights flying to this very point. It shall not go to waste! The Cotton Bird Pokemon jumped from the railing to the wooden deck of SS Anne, hopping over to the archway before giving one final glance up at the sky. The ship was dark at this point of time, the bird Pokemon wasn't honestly all that surprised with electricity cut off and such. Trinity felt the velvet red rug under her talons. Despite most of it has been ripped and torn apart, it felt abnormal that she actually hopped on something that's similar to the ground. She will admit her constant habit of sitting on head and perching on tree branches or metal bars were rather a pain whenever her claws grew tired. However
, this place was far off the ground, the poisonous ground that killed her mother. It's not like it would kill her to be landing on a boat right? Right.BANG!
She jumped at the sudden bang, her wings fluttering up to the nearest broken lamp post. Naturally she would fly up upon the sudden noise, Undead wouldn't get her that way! [Unless it's able to fly, but then again, they usually fly off somewhere else and Trinity never even met an Undead bird just yet!] The Swablu blinked, peering down over behind the corner of the hallway with utmost curiosity. CRRCK!
Second loud noise, she jumped once again. But this time, her reaction was rolling her eyes. Trinity is very disappointed in herself for getting that scared! She watched as Undead banged against a Cabin door, as if a feast was inside. Some Undead began to sulk away, tired of waiting for it to come out. Whereas others were just plain out stubborn. BANG!
That one didn't get to her at least! Though it seemed to have taken several long minutes, she watched as one-by-one as death began to leave their victim, possibly tired of trying to get to the poor guy. Who was in there exactly?
Although some Undead still hung around, Trinity braced herself, gliding towards the lamp post that stood nearest towards the cabin door. Her wing began to burn, it was sooner than the usual. Must be because her muscles just began to recently recover, but she just had
to use that very wing again. They took no notice of her as she safely landed on that broken lamp, even with the soft clack
made when her talons hit the gold-colored substance. Her turquoise-blue eyes stared curious at the door, a soft whimper heard from it; "Please help... Please.... Please..... Please help me.. Help me.... Please..."
If the guy can talk, then maybe he's not one of them? Trinity never met a talking Undead before, but it must be another survivor!... Her heart slightly dropped, however, despite it being another company. She would depend on this guy for everything, then possibly abandon him later just like everyone else! She didn't want that... No!
But he asked for help. It would be rude to ignore such a request, no? Despite the Undead now leaving him alone, a certain one stood out -- a Wartortle. This one stayed in its spot next to the cabin door, staying quiet as it gave a malicious grin. Trinity threw daggers at the Water-type, though it took no notice, the Swablu felt disgusted! They were using such cheap tricks! No siree! She won't allow that to happen! With her talons, she banged on the lamp post, the click
from it catching the attention of the Turtle Pokemon. Its crimson-red eyes shot straight up in the air, towards Trinity, the malicious grin faded into what seemed to be determination. Determination to eat a cotton bird? They must have tried cotton candy before all of this mess!
But now that she caught its attention... With a playful grin, she glided to the next lamp post, watching the Kanto Starter follow along, waiting for her to come down. It wasn't tall enough to reach her, ha! She continued to do the same thing, over and over until she finally reached the end of the hallway, accompanied by a porthole that was wide open. With a sharp breath, she swooped down into the porthole, the Undead following after her hoping to catch the Swablu by the talons. But oh no! Trinity was much more quicker, the Wartortle wasn't able to catch her in time, but could no longer keep its balance on the boat. Flailing before falling overboard. She didn't dare look down as the water splashed. She had done her job, and helped a poor guy. No need to take notice of her work in complete detail.
As she flew back, she landed a couple of feet away from the cabin. In case the door would fly open and some Undead would pop out instead of a poor living... But nonetheless, she glanced around for any signs for an Undead. Only to see nothing but the empty hallways of a battered up ship. Carefully, she knocked on the door with her beak, taking a couple of steps back before calling out; "Sir are you alright?"
She asked politely, her words filled with genuine worry and kindness. Rarely did she have the heart to lie or backstab, but she did wonder how he got into this kind of mess...