[ Rushing Wind hears Nocturne coming and turns around, having discovered nothing of interest. She flaps a greeting and tries a hesitant trill. Do you know who she is....?
Hearing her Pidgeot's hesitation, Haruka grits her teeth. This isn't feasible. Whatever's making an illusion this complicated isn't going to be discovered so easily.
Frustrated, she lashes out against the illusion itself: will Michiru notice that, at least? If she pounds an Earthquake into the wreckage? This attack does make distinctive craters. She might not trust whatever's conjuring this, but she does trust her partner. Michiru! She's here!
She's here and she's trying to break things. What a troublesome soldier. ]
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Hearing her Pidgeot's hesitation, Haruka grits her teeth. This isn't feasible. Whatever's making an illusion this complicated isn't going to be discovered so easily.
Frustrated, she lashes out against the illusion itself: will Michiru notice that, at least? If she pounds an Earthquake into the wreckage? This attack does make distinctive craters. She might not trust whatever's conjuring this, but she does trust her partner. Michiru! She's here!
She's here and she's trying to break things. What a troublesome soldier. ]