>>55556884[Cont.]
>>55554216First half was quite wholesome, ngl.
And while the second half had some good tension, I hope you'll allow me to trivialize it by presenting an alternate version of events:
>"What can I get you boys?""Do you have Coke Vanilla?"
>"I'm afraid I don't, sir""Hm. If memory serves, a lot of cocktails use syrup, so just fill a glass with it for me."
>"No, I...""Not that either, huh?"
>"Sir, please...""I'm fine then, sorry for the inconvenience, just give me some water."
[...]
>Silas mentions Team Aqua("He's just outing himself now, huh. Well, it's amusing, so it's fine.")
[...]
Ayumu's sipping on his glass of water, looking at the 2 goons as one of them boasts about finding their target, their objective all too obvious. "Hime." Ayumu mumbles, which prompts the Mawile to motion as if falling from her seat, to then transform into her Ghost form and proceed to dive right into the floor. Ayumu continues to observe in silence as the 2 men attempt to intimidate Silas when a Cramorant flew into the bar in Silas' direction, but before it could take Wheaton the Volbeat into its beak, a shadow spikes up from the ground, enveloping the blue bird.
After the initial surprise, Silas and the men realize that the shadow piercing the bar ground to ceiling is identical to a Mawile's horn, but much, much longer. The shadow mouth then swings and tosses the bird right between the 2 men, knocking it out on impact. The men whose vision followed the now unconscious bird, turn to face forward once again, just in time to see a Mawile emerging from the floor, in a form they have never seen before, her big eyes staring at them as if glaring at their very souls. Flight response kicks in, but as the men were about to flee, Silas tosses his Pokenav at them.
>"You wanted that right?! I give up, so get it and get away from here!"One of the goons looks at the Pokenav, looks back at Mawile, grabs the Pokenav and they run away, leaving their bird pawn behind.
[Cont.]
