Arty the Sentret had been relatively cooped up during the time that Heather had been working at the Pokemon Center, and it also had some aggression issues.
Aaaaaand it was more than happy to buy them some time by scratching the shit out of those Beedrills.
Should Angela be able to get out of her Pokeball, though, some help would probably be appreciated. And necessary. Arty was vicious but not... technically that strong.
"Zack!"
Heather was already frantically wrestling one of the Antidotes out of her bag. The least she could do for someone who she more or less just put in mortal peril (even if he was totally gung-ho about it) was try to cure him before he dropped dead.
FFFFFFF THAT IS AN APPROPRIATE NAME.
Aaaaaand it was more than happy to buy them some time by scratching the shit out of those Beedrills.
Should Angela be able to get out of her Pokeball, though, some help would probably be appreciated. And necessary. Arty was vicious but not... technically that strong.
"Zack!"
Heather was already frantically wrestling one of the Antidotes out of her bag. The least she could do for someone who she more or less just put in mortal peril (even if he was totally gung-ho about it) was try to cure him before he dropped dead.