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IC CONTACT (Victory Road)

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"Yo, it's Heather. I'm probably asleep or one of the Pokemon ate my 'Gear or something so I can't answer you right now. But feel free to leave a message or something.
I'll probably get back to you. ... Probably. Peace out."

Click!

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[She's got a real point--Envy can generally handle Laelaps at normal size, he's not a bad Pokemon. But...unpredictable, and they still don't really know what the extent of their peculiarities really is yet.]

[Not really enough to trust them not to like. Accidentally step on the two of them. Accident or not, it wouldn't matter if they wound up pancakes.]

[...but Sweetie is still out there with the pair, isn't she, maybe she could...]

[That line of thought is cut off, because this time he DEFINITELY heard that other growl too. He goes completely still, heart suddenly hammering. They're too small, they're way too vulnerable to whatever the hell that was.]

I don't know. It sounded big.

Maybe it'll see the Nulls and leave.

[Maybe.]

_{[Heather doesn't reply at first-- she's listening intently.]

[The whimpering stops briefly, and some sniffing sounds are heard.]

[Then there's a loud snarl and the wall of the tent bulges inwards as one or both of the Nulls is bulled straight into it. It's either the claws or the sharp parts of their helmets that tear the material, but what comes tumbling into the tent in a whirlwind of flailing legs and snapping teeth is Snitter, pinned underneath a very big, slightly grizzled-looking brown dog with spikes of stone jutting out from the fur around its neck.]

[Its teeth are bared, and it's snapping at Snitter's (thankfully-protected) head.]}

Jesus fuck! SNITS!

[All of this would be chaotic enough if it were happening while they were at their actual sizes.]

[When they're only a few inches tall, it's terrifying.]

[Everything, from the sounds of the tearing tent fabric to the barks and growls, is so much louder than it needs to be, and Envy just grabs Heather's arm to pull her back away from the fight with him as fast as his very tiny legs can take them.]

We need more Pokemon! Where're the balls?!

[Laelaps is already trying to struggle both away from the attacking Lycanroc and underneath the tent flap to hide, and while Sweetie the Woobat was out too, all she's managing to do is flap around and be a minor nuisance.]

_{[She's already attempting to scramble over the slippery fabric of the sleeping bag and not entirely succeeding.]

[This is, basically, her worst fucking nightmare.]}

THEY'RE ON THE-- FUCK-- THEY'RE ON THE LITTLE TABLE!

_{[A flimsy little portable beside table that they'd gotten to put their 'Gears and a little lantern on so that they wouldn't roll over them in the middle of the night, specifically-- she can't see the Pokeballs from here but she KNOWS they're there.]

[But she's slipping and sliding and then a thrash of the struggling dogs sends part of the sleeping bag flipping over, launching her a foot or two across. Thank god tiny things on soft surfaces don't take fall damage.]}

[When the sleeping bag flips, he's launched too--and even for someone who used to be able to jump distances like that on purpose? This isn't the same at all, and he lands next to her in an undignified sprawl.]

[But they're just a little farther away from the chaos, and right next to the little table.]

C'mon, c'mon we've gotta climb then!

[He reaches to take hold of her hand again, if only until they get to the table and start going up, because the thought of losing her in this?]

[It's not a good one.]

[But all that parkour is sure gonna come in handy as they scale the table. Envy's just hoping they can make it to the top before it gets knocked over.]

_{[She manages to stumble upright with his help, no thanks to the slippery fabric they're standing on. The table, on the other hand...]

[Even though it's not even two feet off the ground, it's not exactly designed with accessibility to seven-inch-tall beings in mind.]

[Heather already knows that climbing it isn't going to happen, no matter how good at parkour they both are. But behind them, Snitter's legs are flailing and he's letting out distressed, grasshoppery noises.]}

--let me get on your shoulders, I might be able to reach the edge!

[It's true--it doesn't take Envy long to realize that scaling this isn't going to work.]

Okay! Just hurry!

[He crouches down so that she can climb onto him, standing again as soon as she's on. All that working out for the circus is good for something.]

[Now if only this works. Laelaps is trying to shove his head underneath the sleeping bags, kicking out uselessly at the Lycanroc. It's a good thing they got away from where they'd been or they would have been pancakes.]

_{[Thank god both of them have side-jobs that literally depend on impeccable balance. Standing on his shoulders, she can JUST reach the table if she jumps, and with a small roar of exertion that has more to do with the dramatically stressful situation than the actual effort, yanks herself up onto the surface and rolls, knocking several of the shrunken Pokeballs rolling.]

[Is there time to try and pull Envy up behind her?]

[A quick glance at the poor Nulls futilely struggling against their attacker tells her that no, no there's probably not.]

[Scrambling upright, she throws her arms around one of the balls (which are roughly beachball-sized at this level) and strains to roll it off of the table, pounding a fist on the release button as she does so-- and then diving backwards with a yelp at the now-EXTRA-blinding flash of light as a Pokemon is released.]

[It's... Wolf the Riolu!]

[Who spends exactly ONE second looking around for his trainer in total confusion before his attention snaps to the completely one-sided battle taking place five feet away.]

[Ears pinning back, the little golden jackal wastes no time at all before launching clear across the sleeping bag to slam into the Lycanroc sideways, knocking it away from Snitter.]}

[Envy's face lights up along with the Pokeball's flash...only to fall again when it's the little baby Riolu who pops out instead of, say, Cujo or Val.]

[But at the very least, at least they're not going to be crushed underneath a larger Pokemon.]

Get him Wolf! Take him out!

[His voice might be too tinny to hear in the chaos, but he shouts all the same. And reaches his arms up in case Heather gets the chance to pull him up with her.]

_{[At the very least, she's been training the little baby Riolu. Which shows in the way he's wrestling the larger canine away.]

[Looking nothing short of INSULTED, the Lycanroc snarls at Wolf as they grapple, ears slicked back and teeth and gums bared. Although it doesn't seem to be... fighting quite as hard as it had been against the Null. It almost seems like it's yelling at Wolf even as the Riolu throws it around.]

[Snitter, in the meantime, scrambles to its feet with a very upset HONK and immediately takes off, directly into the wall of the tent. And then gallops off into the woods, taking... most of the tent with it. RIP.]

[But suddenly doused in sunlight, the Lycanroc barks, squeezing its eyes shut and shaking its head in confusion-- and Wolf is finally able to throw the huge beast to the ground with (at least to Envy and Heather) an earth-shaking THUD that makes several of the Pokeballs on the table go rolling off. Heather stops one with both arms, though her feet skid backwards a little bit. Poor Envy's reaching does not get answered in the chaos.]}

WOLF! Keep him down, don't let him get back up!

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