|Vermilion City Harbor|Late Afternoon|29|
"With so many of their grimy mouths to feed it takes a lot to.. satisfy them. Besides, with that bloody disease in them rotten meat is routine to them. Living stuffs a treat if they can get it." Just the thought of anyone eating such a bloated, disgusting corpse made the sea weasel grimace. But...what Saferi said made sense. Why would the undead care what they ate? The mental image of them digging in made her want to retch. "Yeah... Usually things like those prefer having live blood. I guess if they don't have an alternative, they'd go for it."
"I guess that makes sense." Aqua concludes with a sigh, banishing the thoughts of the actual feeding from her mind as best she can. "Hey now! I'm only 'volunteering' cause I'm the only one with hands." The floatzel pouts, flushing slightly below her fur at the huntail's minor joke. "I, can carry it." If it had been anyone else to say that, Aqua wouldn't have smiled. However, it was Bell and she did. "Woah there partner. I think this fish is a bit more than you're bargaining for. You better leave it to me."
"What would be the idea? To draw them out, and then what? We just swoop in and kill them before they know we're there?" Now that was a really good question. Great, they drew out a bunch of blood-thirsty fairy demons, then what? "More or less, but its a lot more then that." The sea weasel stares at the eel with disbelief."There's too many of them to take on, even if we have the element of surprise."
"We will all be nearby and our living scent with draw even more of them out. Then we just wait for the prize to come out." Prize? What is she getting at...Aqua tries to connect the puzzle pieces in her mind. Her hands scratching the top of her head beneath her hat. But, nothing is coming together right. "Prize? Like their queen?" Did that kind of pokemon even have a queen...? Before she even has a chance to open her mouth to ask, Saferi continues.
"Not quite. Phione dont breed like most 'mons. They wouldn't really have a queen but I do think they have something they are protecting. Maybe a crazed leader? It would explain why they settled in the ship instead of drifting like their species normally do. Once their reason to stay is gone the remaining Phione should scatter and move on." Aqua glances to her other companions, gauging their reactions to the proposed plan before turning back to Saferi. "That sounds logical and all, but what if their leader or whatever isn't drawn out? 'Cause, we're not really sure it's a moving 'prize' the critters have, right?"
The floatzel slowly lowers herself to the sandy ground below. Carefully curling the toes of her feet through the shifting sand. "We need an escape plan before trying something like this. In case they go hog wild and we remove take our their prize." Pausing, Aqua glances at their surroundings, thinking back to what was around the ship itself, but everything is blurry...the attack happened so fast..."Saferi, you know this place like the back of your han--well, heh, uh, you know what I mean. Is there somewhere we could lure them where we could use what's around us? The environment and the like to our advantage?
"N ya wouldn't even have to touch that dead thing much." The change of topic catches the sea weasel off guard. Her mind having to jump back and recall their earlier part of the plan. "Yeah? How you figure that?" She asks curiously. "The kid here gave me an idea." Aqua leans back, blinking up to Bell as the poliwag is mentioned. "You'll only have to touch it for a moment. Enough to tie some of that seaweed around the base of its tail. Then any of us could drag it along really."
"Well all be! Thank you Bell. I vote for that!" The floatzel agrees excitedly already pushing off the sand towards the closest stalk to tear and use. "Just tying I can do! As long as I don't have to hold it for long. Heck, it's probably better to have some distance between us and the body to for the plan overall, right?"