[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]The Great Marsh [Terminal] || Noon [Storming]
Eleroo 93 || Seek 84 Eleroo's muscles tensed up as the Charizard dug his claws into the glass with ease. It gave an ear piercing creak as massive cracks snaked out from his claws, and the breaking, snapping sound of the glass got louder and louder as Shenron jostled his hands. The kit's body refused to relax with the high possibility of pain so close at hand. Even his eyes refused to shut. His legs were tense and not in a position to catch himself, so when the pane shattered into hundreds of pieces with one last tug Eleroo simply fell to the bottom like a limp sack.
The drop was not that far, though it was further than he would of liked, and small bits of glass were already waiting for him at his landed. With a sharp, pained breath in through clenched teeth Eleroo squashed down the urge to yelp and whine. There was no danger, no reason to scream, but the urge only grew as Shenron's face came very close with scrutinizing eyes.
"There we go. Everything alright? Nothing broken?" The Radeon could feel his hot breath, but the predator only gave off concern. Twisting his hips the kit made it back to his paws and hopped out of the machine. His shoulders hurt from the squeeze, his muzzle was scratched, his hip had whacked the metal side, and the whole of his body had been poked or scraped by the sharp glass. He hurt all over, but it was nothing major or anything that would last very long.
"N-no worse for wear." He sighed out, relieved, before shaking his pelt to remove any remaining glass.
"T-thank you."Seek thrust both paws in front of her face.
"Watch it!" She snaps firmly before padding over to the snap machine. Luckily, it looked like Eleroo's misadventure hadn't crushed anything.
"That glass wont give us anymore trouble." A few of the snacks had already been knocked into the chute and, taking care not to grab any glass with it, the Aiveon grabbed one of the bags and brought it out into the open. It had a gold and blue pattern to it, and as she bit down the bag popped at one end and the twisted shapes spilled onto the floor. Seek snatched up the pretzels without delay and started to chew in a way that her tongue poked out every other bite due to the flavor being off and dry.
"Its.. a bit stale. But better than you'd expect for how old they are." With a rough swallow the flying type was satisfied that they had found a food source. A scuffle catches her ear and her head turns to see Felix and Abra approaching. Had Eleroo's shenanigans caught their attention? Whatever the reason they had good timing.
"We got food and water," she told them proudly.
"Though the water is still in the box." Shenron would probably have to rip open the plastic soda machine, but the sliding door on the other shouldn't be as bad. Tilting her head to the side she looked up at the dragon, speaking sweetly,
"but Shenron shouldn't have any trouble with that, should you~?" Eleroo swore there was still glass in the flat fur of his tail. Earlier, he hadn't had an issue with that, but now it stung in almost a malicious was.
"There's always water outside, too." He was mumbling mostly to himself as he sifted through his tail fur, but if the Charizard didn't want to demolish another machine he could understand.
"Yeah but that's yucky." Seek argued as she clawed out more snack foods from the machine.
"Grab whatever you want," She starts, her eyes falling on the Sylveon and Abra. Pawing her helmet off she filled it was the bags and packages before grabbing the open pretzel bag by the corner to place on top.
"But don't eat in front of them." She had for science! But that didn't mean everyone could. Sitting, she waited for the dragons decree on the other two machines before heading off to eat.
Taking in a deep breathe Eleroo padded back up to the snack machine and started into it with haunted eyes. If it were just the two of them there would be more than enough food, but they were a whole group now. Shenron alone could probably eat the entire machines worth, not to mention Asura and Rhea's team.
Should we ration them? Would the others even go for such an idea when their wasn't enough to do so? How would they even make it fair when they varied in size? Eleroo's stomach churned with a sense of dread, but he did his best to push the thoughts away as he approached the machine. standing up on his hind paws he scratched and knocked down whatever he could reach. Though he would take what he could get the Radeon specifically reached for anything with purple packaging. After a few things fell down he picked up as many as he could in his mouth and nudged the others along with his nose.
The kit kept going, his eyes drifting around for a place to settle. Asura was still in deep conversation with his old friend, and bothering again sounded extremely rude. The couch with the warm blankets seemed much more enticing, and with a slight turn of his paws the Radeon headed toward it.