[Action - up on the wall, forward dated to after the expedition completion]

[choseneutrality]

[Flynn was back up on the wall, doing his usual stand guard and scan the horizon for any Pokemon that might be rampaging towards the city. Though today, Fran wasn't with him and instead he had brought along one of his newer companions; a Silcoon he had met prior to the expedition. He had left Fran at home to help the green Hoppip he had run across, and bonded with, adjust and rest up due to an injury it still had. It wouldn't have been a good idea to bring the Grass/Flying Pokemon along anyway. Light weight plus strong wind would've meant him spending most of his shift chasing after the floaty Pokemon.

However, to anyone passing by close enough, they might hear the Silcoon chattering loudly and Flynn's expression tinged with something akin to resigned annoyance. And for anyone who can understand Pokemon-speak, they might pick up on the Silcoon referring to Flynn as "Scaryface."]

Oberon...

[A small sigh comes from him. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to not have Fran with him.]