Tanya grinned widely at the moleman's threats, completely unfazed by him. She wasn't taking him seriously at all, which may have been a bad thing, but the entire situation was just so... weird. Surreal was a good word to apply here. Even Starscream was a little put-off by the man's irritating diatribe, his golden eyes narrowing in distaste. "You can try to enslave me but I have a small army of Pokémon that will gladly murder you if you tried," the red-head responded cheerfully, as if threats were something she handed out on a daily basis like cookies.
'BUCKBEAK? Is that the best you have, Whiskers?' Starscream replied dryly. Clearly this cat had plenty of nerve to give him a somewhat insulting nickname. Like Joey, the raptor had noticed Slash's odd posture and was staring at him raptly, completely oblivious to the attack that was about to be launched his way. 'Are you... how do these humans say it... drunk, Whiskers?' Starscream inquired, his voice cool, with no edge or malice hidden within it. If his ally was impaired, well, MORE IMPAIRED than normal, it would be bad news.
He watched Slash strike out, literally, as he swiped madly at Drilbur, getting one paltry blow in before retreating. Eyes still keenly locked on Slash, Starscream only tore his gaze away when he heard 'sky flier' dropped in speech. Tensing for what would likely be a brutal blow, the Skarmory was shocked beyond belief when Slash threw himself in the way, taking the hit for him. His eyes were wide, genuine surprise shining in their golden depths as he regarded the defeated Meowth looking up at him.
'You stupid feline...' he muttered softly before launching his attack, his anger entirely evaporating. No one had ever done such a thing for him... especially someone as brazen as this Meowth. Respect had been born for the street cat, respect that would never fade so long as Starscream existed. 'I will give them hell and more, Whiskers. Your sacrifice was not made in vain.'
Tanya's earlier mirth had disappeared the moment Slash had leapt in to intercept, her face solemn as she watched Joe drop to his knees to grab his fainted partner. Niamh seemed completely distraught, leaping off of Tanya's shoulder and trotting over to Joey, her eyes shining as she looked at Slash. He wasn't a bad cat, not at all, and to see him fall in battle had upset her greatly. Niamh nudged his thigh, hoping to rouse him. "Judging by Starscream's murderous face, I think he'll be able to handle this on his own. He probably wants it that way. Just take care of Slash, we'll cover you," Tanya said with a somber smile.
Her eyes were harder than diamond as she turned them on the moleman. "So! Think you're all high and mighty just for defeating one Pokémon? You won't last a minute up there on the surface with that kind of attitude. Hell, you'll never make it up there with ME in the way. Starscream, make this Peck hurt!" Tanya barked. Starscream obliged without hesitation, eyes glittering with ignited fury. This stupid mole would fall to his might, revenge paid in full for Slash's act of valor.
Creepily nearing his fingers together and fiddling them about in a scheming manner, the Moleman didn't appear the least bit bothered by Tanya's threats. "You ARE a feisty surface walker. No matter, it'll only be all the more satisfying for when I BREAK you. Your army or not! Fufufufufu!" Refraining from his hand gestures, he pushed back his thick, bottle lenses and snorted. "Go my herald, my Drilbur! Let's end this! Bring an end to the tyranny of above!" Despite the trainer's bounding zealous, his enforcer didn't seem all too keen. This Skarmory was now looking sorely angered by the loss of the loud mouthed cat. Perhaps if it got a quick glancing blow in. "Haha, whaddya know, looks like they might be retiring back into their molehills some time soon." Insulted Joey as he stood from the sidelines, Slash tucked in his arms.
"Give 'em hell." Finished Joey as he gave them his blessing. Striking out its alloy wings, Starscream propelled himself forward awkwardly, the rock from earlier still affecting the bird of steel's flight. However, given the Pokemon's determination, it carried on gaining a momentous force with the effort exerted from the wings. Now launched directly above the Drilbur, Starscream etched out his razor sharp beak and went slicing out in a downwards motion, the very movement so sharp it could have cut the fabric of reality in two. The attack was no less than ferocious and exacted an exact retribution. Thumping against the basement wall as the mole went flying, the Moleman's clenched fist began to shake. "M-Meddlers...!" "M-Moles!" Retorted Joey in a sneer of a tone.
Moleman's Drilbur | ♂ | Level 26 | Health :0% (0/75 HP) Status : RETRIBUTION KO ...
Starscream | ♂ | Level 25 | Health : 50% (37/75 HP) Status : Normal Back to hell below with you Weather status: Normal
"Stttttttrrrrriiiiiike! You're out!" Exclaimed Joey as he placed Slash on the side and rolled up his jacket sleeves. "Time ya went toe to toe with me. T-Bird here paid back some of the revenge but I like to do things personally. C'mere you...!!" Launching forwards, Joey's face soured as he watched the Moleman move with an inexplicable swiftness. "SOOO LONG LAND WALKERS! I got what I came for at least... Fufufu! Soon my plan will be complete and then our worlds will reverse! MWAHAHAHAHA!" Returning his Pokemon, the Moleman grabbed a large fuse box he had ripped off the bar basement's wall and hopped back into the large hole he had made. With a click of his fingers, what can only be described as a dull, low sounding roar that shook the very foundations of the room reverberated from the tunnel itself. Seconds later, they were rocked by a sudden tremor and the path to the tunnel sealing up with rubble.
"Arceus Christ...!!" Muttered Joey with disdain. "They always seem to get away, don't they? Always." Breathing out exasperatedly, he made a nonchalant shrug before kicking a pebble at the wall before turning around and expressing his thanks. "You helped me out there big time. Both you and Starscream." Shifting his eyes at the Skarmory, Joey laughed once to himself at how the Pokemon would react to gratitude. "Poor old Slash. Hmmm... I got an idea." Making sure the bar owner was still out, Joey went into one of the fridges dotted around the basement and pulled out a bottle of milk. "You'd think a Revive would do the trick but... If i'm right." Screwing off the lid, Joey wafted it around the cat's nostrils, almost instantaneously getting a reaction as the cat's nostrils went into over time. "Hahahaha, what did I tell ya?" Helping the cat sit up, Slash blinked groggily as a paw rubbed his own forehead. "Gaahhhh... I got a splitting fissure of a headache..." Shaking quickly, Slash carried on. "Did buckbeak get stomped?" Unable to miss the large Skarmory, Slash rolled his eyes and laughed jokingly. "Pffffft, had money on the other guy too."
Laughing, Slash soon realised what had bought him too. "MIIIIIIILK! Gimme!" Swiping the bottle, the cat began downing the god like drink greedily. As he did, a sudden stir drew attentions elsewhere. "Urrrrgh... I don't even..." Rushing over, Joey helped up the bar owner. "Came down here, next thing I know WHA-BAM... Did ya get the sod?" Pulling a reluctant face, Joey skirted around it. "Not quite but she over there gave 'em a good hiding." Rubbing his head, the bar owner groaned. "My head's killing me. Right... One sec." Grabbing the towel he had on his shoulder, he wrapped it tight around his head and went over to sort out the lost fuse. "Not a problem." Kicking open a crate, it revealed plenty of spares. Slotting it in and the group was blessed with light. "Oof... I better go call the police." Sluggishly going upwards, Joey waited until he was out of earshot before he looked to Tanya. "Great, just great. As soon as somethin' goes wrong, oh! I know! I'll phone the police... As if them bunch'a lazy pigs are gonna do owt." Shaking his head, Joe sighed. "As much as I hate to say it, that sounds like my cue to get the hell outta here." Looking at Tanya, he did shrug jokingly. "I am a wanted man y'know."
Moving closer to her and the rest of the Pokemon he placed an arm out and gave her a pat. "You alright to take full credit for fending off some subterranean weirdo plotting to take over the world above?" Wincing as he said it, Joey laughed. "Just saying it sounds unbelievably ridiculous." Looking down at Slash, Joey nodded his head in gesture. "Oi you, don't think I don't know that you're fit to walk, we gotta split in a sec. Say yer goodbyes." Peeved, Slash finished off the last of his milk. "Dammit, I was gettin' comfy here. Pah." Turning a head to look at Niamh, Slash smiled as he pulled down his bandanna. "No boogie men are anything to be scared of, right? Just gotta be strong and face off your fears." Shifting his cat eye's off to the side, Slash had a smug look on his face. "And you, buckbeak. Don't think ya owe me one. I tripped on some wire." Smiling mischievously, Slash finished. "Ah what the hell, ya ain't so bad for a tin can."
Tanya sneered right back at the moleman as he shrugged off her threats. "Not that I'd need an army... Starscream here would have you skewered and disemboweled before you could take a step towards me," the red-head said lightly with an impish expression. The raptor seemed amused by her morbid words, though he disagreed; he would have this wretch of a human being shredded into multiple pieces, not gutted like a fish. Despite the damage to his wing, he managed to achieve lift off, enough to launch the finishing, revenge-fueled blow that cut down the uncertain Drilbur at last.
'Sayanora, you sniveling piece of excrement.' he spat as the mole flew briefly before slamming into the wall. Starscream fluttered back, his eyes still glowing with utter disgust and contempt for this pathetic excuse of a meat bag. However, both he and Tanya bore looks of identical surprise and outrage when the man evaded Joey and made off with a fuse box and a cackle. She steadied herself against Starscream, who'd stumbled awkwardly over to her to guard her against any sneaky moves made by their former antagonist.
Nodding, Tanya could only agree with his words, walking over to the covered hole and kicking at it with a booted foot, a few clumps of dirt and pebbles rolling down from the blow. It was too solid to dig through swiftly, and by the time they did, their quarry would likely have disappeared in some complex, subterranean maze. Not worth the effort, really, though it was perplexing as to what he wanted with a fuse box... obviously nothing good, of course. "Cowards are only good at one thing - running away. Pity, I would have liked to see you giving someone a beat down instead of me," Tanya laughed, recalling their first meeting.
She seemed a bit embarrassed by the praise, but Starscream merely gazed at Joey, the eye trained on him simply devoid of the usual hostility it possessed. Though he didn't like the man, Tanya clearly considered him a good friend and his Pokémon, while coarse and quite irritating, seemed... decent. Slash, in any case; Starscream had yet to meet the rest of Joey's crew other than Chugga, who was a hazy (LOL) memory due to the Skarmory being on a hunger-crazed rampage over an Emolga way back. 'Do not think this puts you in my graces, human. I would have to be stark raving mad if that happened.' No human, other than Tanya, would ever be worthy of his trust and respect.
A low noise rumbled from his throat as he watched Slash be roused by the aroma of milk, something that sounded like a metallic chuckle. 'You take to milk like an addict... is that why you were so off, Whiskers?' Starscream mocked, though his voice lacked any sort of derisive tone, merely spoken in a joking manner. He lapsed into silence as Joe and Tanya became distracted by the bar owner waking up. "You might want to keep those fuse box thingies somewhere safer," she remarked dryly as the man replaced the stolen one and headed up the stairs.
Frowning, Tanya looked rather sullen when Joe mentioned skedaddling before the cops showed up. She knew why he had to go, but she didn't have to like it. "Maybe one day, in some alternate universe, we can actually hang out and NOT have things go horribly, horribly wrong," the red-head grinned, shaking her head. A long sigh escaped her, followed by eye-rolling. "I can always say Crobatman did it, but that sounds even more ridiculous. Don't worry about things here, just get going before you find yourself cuffed in the back of a cruiser that's sticking out of a 10 foot high snow bank."
Niamh's ears had fallen as she fought back her sadness at Slash's departure; who else would enjoy all the milk in this place with her? She nodded at his words to be brave before hustling back to Tanya, the girl accepting her into her arms without a word. Starscream offered something that looked like a half-smile to Slash upon hearing his excuse. 'That would be extremely plausible, Whiskers, considering how plastered you appear to be from simple milk. Perhaps next time I will see to it you receive a memento of war as well.' The tip of the feather that had been clipped earlier was nearly broken clean off, requiring him to remove it when he had a chance at some later time. 'Until then, Whiskers.'