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Rodion's eyes shot open at the sensation of someone kicking sand into his face. What... was happening? Was he under attack?
He looked up to see the shape of a Pokémon in front of him, presumably the one that had kicked the sand into his face. Water began to form around his right paw, and he instinctively shaped it into a sword that he promptly pointed right between the Pokémon's eyes, ready to strike if his would-be assailant made so much as a move. It didn't take long however for him to realize that the Pokémon in front of him was none other than the Eevee who had arrived here with him, prompting Rodion to blink in surprise before narrowing his eyes into a sharp glare at his supposed teammate.
"What the hell is your problem, Eevee?!"
He briefly glanced around him, his head still facing Lavender's direction. Immediately, he noticed two things: One, the campsite was empty aside from him and his teammates. Apparently Hob and his crew had chosen to abandon them in the middle of the night. The second thing he noticed was Silver, who was starting to go on an angry rant. The reaction struck Rodion as odd. While being hit by Sleep Powder and abandoned was a good reason to be upset, Silver's reaction seemed more than a little exaggerated, especially since they weren't any worse off than before they ran into the bandits. He wondered if this experience had brought up some sort of bad memory for Silver, but he'd worry about that later.
Rodion looked back at Lavender, before dispelling the watery blade from his paw. The Buizel got up and crossed his arms, as he looked down at Lavender with a dark scowl.
"I don't know where you got this sense of entitlement from, but I suggest you drop it. Fast."
He looked up to see the shape of a Pokémon in front of him, presumably the one that had kicked the sand into his face. Water began to form around his right paw, and he instinctively shaped it into a sword that he promptly pointed right between the Pokémon's eyes, ready to strike if his would-be assailant made so much as a move. It didn't take long however for him to realize that the Pokémon in front of him was none other than the Eevee who had arrived here with him, prompting Rodion to blink in surprise before narrowing his eyes into a sharp glare at his supposed teammate.
"What the hell is your problem, Eevee?!"
He briefly glanced around him, his head still facing Lavender's direction. Immediately, he noticed two things: One, the campsite was empty aside from him and his teammates. Apparently Hob and his crew had chosen to abandon them in the middle of the night. The second thing he noticed was Silver, who was starting to go on an angry rant. The reaction struck Rodion as odd. While being hit by Sleep Powder and abandoned was a good reason to be upset, Silver's reaction seemed more than a little exaggerated, especially since they weren't any worse off than before they ran into the bandits. He wondered if this experience had brought up some sort of bad memory for Silver, but he'd worry about that later.
Rodion looked back at Lavender, before dispelling the watery blade from his paw. The Buizel got up and crossed his arms, as he looked down at Lavender with a dark scowl.
"I don't know where you got this sense of entitlement from, but I suggest you drop it. Fast."