"C'mon, let's go!"
He huffed, Harley threw Flame Bursts at the mob of Undead behind them, the twosome began to run after the running team ahead of them. Jeanne cursed silently to herself, how they were running to the most cursed place of the land; The Windmill. Out of all places, Jacques just had to pick that piece of shit. Oh yes, the real names of the two mysterious siblings have been revealed, big whoop
But the Sandslash immediately taken back her curse, on the edge of Floaroma Town, the undead began to feast on themselves... Lovely scene. The Ground-type panted, Arceus that was one long run."Are you okay?"
Harley huffed at Jeanne, sitting on a boulder, poking that disgusting bone sticking out. The Sandslash immediately held his arm, it was quick, but she made sure her handling was ginger enough to not pain him, "Do I look okay? I have no scratches, but you? Ugh!"
Okay, complete lie, she didn't have scratches, but that was because most of the attacks she endured were fucking Mega Drains. It felt like the life was suck out of you!"Er, here,"
Sabi broke in, stuffing Jeanne's claws with herbal berries, "By the way, congratulations on evolving."
The Sandslash smiled at the motherly Weavile, nodding her thanks.
Though instead of eating those berries, she simply put a Sitrus berry right in front of the Simisear's face, "Eat it."
Same exact words she said to Jacques earlier. She glanced at the now-gone Petilil, already spotting the bird that flew away with the Grass-type. She didn't frankly care, she barely knew the baby.
However, Jeanne threw a glare at Harley, "We're getting that arm fixed, in the meantime, I'll help you support it. I'll go get something later in the Windmill that could help... Cursed windmill..."
She practically whispered the last part out, but nonetheless, she hated the place. Exact same spot she nearly died, drowned, bullied, beaten to death.
Cool story bro.