“ Well well well gin it is a bounty hunter doin around here, A
thoucht ye wad be on land no oot here wi the sea dogs.“ he said
getting ready to use his blades on the bounty hunter
"Okay, okay" Jermyain held her head down, "We have a problem, I'll
go down to the sleeping quarters and," She thought for a
moment,"-And I'll get the others, yes, I'll get the others!".
Jermyain stepped down to the sleeping quarters.
"Ooh, shiny~!" They looked down at their own reflection in the
sword, smiling. "Well, I was glad I could swing on by, but I
believe a daring escape is in owner for Wolfesch!" Suddenly, their
neck ribbons shot out in a spiral, catching those in close vicinity
off guard with the tiny claw-like blades scratching at Gryphon. The
ribbons upon Wolfesch's head shot forward as Wolfesch leaped over
the Squirtle, barely tying onto a wooden pole nearby by only a
hair's length. "Well, go on then, humor me."
“ that’s my first you better give him back before I cut those
ribbons off “ he said in anger and grabbing one of his blade wings
and flew up trying to get a sim at those ribbons
"Ooh, I'm so scared." Wolfesch laughs, returning Mega's attack with
a quick whip of their ribbon. From behind, a sickle was drawn from
it's sheath with precise ribbon movements, Wolfesch using a quick
spin to grab the sickle into their mouth, kicking Mega in the
process with their hind legs.
*Y̸o̶u̸ ̷t̵h̸i̵n̵k̴ ̸t̴h̵a̷t̸ ̶w̸a̸s̵ ̷s̸u̸p̶p̷o̵s̶e̸d̸ ̷t̴o̶ ̵b̸e̸
̴I̷n̴t̴i̶m̶i̴d̸a̷t̸i̴o̸n̶?̴ ̸T̶h̵i̸n̵k̷ ̸a̶g̵a̴i̶n̴,̵
̵f̸o̶o̴l̴.̵*
*You think that was supposed to be Intimidation? Think again,
fool.* Mega cut off more feelers, without being bothered by the
attack.
“If you try to handle all of us, you won’t!” Gryphon said, getting
out of his shell shakily “I could easily win this. But I can’t
evolve. It would mean I gave in, and became them”
¨Ah jeez, if you were trying to be sneaky at least stay quiet. I
could hear you yknow, now then where were we? oh yea, none of you
are escaping alive unless you hand me the content...¨
The Xerneas had simply been watching with her head tilted slightly.
She picked up a broom, and began serenely sweeping the deck, as if
nothing was happening. Her hooves glowed with the inky darkness,
she used it to help manoeuvre the broom, somehow managing to not
get hit.