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The very building was shaking, which wasn't making the crumbling walkway any easier to traverse...as if Sierra needed added difficulties. She was making slow headway, and if she'd been any deeper into the facility, she probably never would have had hope of making it out alive. Crumbling ceiling was falling around her and when a particularly large piece hit the walkway nearby, shaking it, her already weakened balanced failed her. She started to stumble forward, bracing to catch herself...when someone took her by the arm.

She blinked, looking over to see Agent Faleen at her side. She didn't need to say anything, the urgency was thick in the air. As was fire. And falling rock. Sierra nodded in thanks to Aki and her own Pokemon, her Eeveelution guard flanking her and the Agent, as she leaned gratefully on Faleen's shoulder. "Thanks," she muttered, saving the rest of her breath for getting the heck out of here as fast as possible. She could be in pain and complain later.

A string of Spanish curses zigzagged through his brain as he hurriedly recalled Clyde from his shoulder. He lifted Bonnie's pokeball as well, bright green eyes frantically scanning the catwalks to fi--there! He raised it, recalling her just as she jumped off it. The legendaries were loose and the huge behemoth of a building was getting shot all to hell as powerful attacks flew and chunks of the ceiling started falling. Briefly he realized, had he not been in mortal danger, he would've appreciated the legendaries and how powerful they were, and possibly that he was in the presence of freaking legendaries, man. Unfortunately, however, he was in mortal danger and they needed to get the hell out of there.

The order from Kunai - before she was shot to hell from the blue legendary dog - made him halt before he even started running towards the door. Holy s**t, they needed to get out of there now. He paused to scan for anyone nearby to help since he wasn't injured - though how that miracle happened, he had no idea - but most everybody seemed to have at least one person that could help them. His green eyes locked onto Aila and Izaya just as the former shielded the latter from what appeared to be nothing -- no, it was a pokemon. A tiny one.. was that a legendary too? It was so small and gr--was it a grass-type? The last thought was positive until the tiny legend freaking exploded. Another few Hispanic curses shot through his head, but it looked like Aila and Izaya would be fine on Charmant. Everybody else seemed to be alright - or at least, with someone who could help - so he just starte--oh, Tambrey! Was that Tambrey? He thought so, and the poor girl was being dragged by her Pidgeotto. The grunt dashed over as the bird took off, hoping to intercept them before they got too far. The other grunt didn't look like she was in very good shape anyway. "Tambrey! Are you okay, do you need help?" Yeah, that didn't look like a good idea at all, so he offered his arms. At the moment he didn't really know what to do except get everyone out, so his brain wasn't really working too well. "Here, let me help. I can carry you," he offered, though after a short pause he realized the girl quite possibly wouldn't be interested in that option, so he quickly added, "or you could ride Leilani."

Larger and larger segments of the building started collapsing around the team. Soon the facility would be reduced to a pile of rubble. As gaping holes opened up in the walls some of the rampaging legendaries started to escape. The Rockets who made it back to the doors would find the pathway back outside thankfully still clear. The yanmega jet was undamaged, waiting where they'd left it near the smaller black jet.

When the dust from Andre's explosion cleared, the little pokemon had already moved on, trying to chase down another victim. He gave a yelp as a large block of rubble landed in his path. He looked up just in time to dodge another. "Shay.." As much as he wanted to kill every last one of the filthy Rockets, the time for battle was swiftly running out. He spotted Bandit pursuing one of the disgusting humans and shouted at him, "SHAYMIN!" It was time to go. After casting one last glance at the retreating group, he turned and hurried back toward Deimos.

The Galactic boss was still standing tensely and glaring daggers at the retreating team, cheeks red and damp with tears. He'd never wanted to cause harm to other living beings so much in his life.

All those years of work, unraveling..

For a moment, Tethys was caught up in watching the hypnotic cascade of exploding orbs, and then a chunk of ceiling the size of her Starmie started to fall and was deflected by her Bronzong with a loud 'BONG,' while the rest of her Pokemon started to make their way back.

"Sir-" Her voice caught in her throat. "We have to go."

With Faleen's help, Sierra was able to move at a much quicker pace, though the throbbing pain made her feel like she was moving through a haze. She likely had other secondary injuries, to be honest, but her torn leg was taking up all her attention at the moment. She had just enough of an adrenaline rush left to make it into the Yanmega mech before collapsing weakly onto the floor. No time to even bother with finding an actual seat. Floor was good enough.

She nodded once more in thanks to Faleen, who was already off towards the cockpit, then dropped her head back against the wall with a dull thud. Ow. Khalon and Layla were still at her side, as was Aki, and she gave each of her 'escorts' a grateful head scratch. "Thanks, all of you, too," she murmured, eyes unfocused as she stared at a spot somewhere between the wall and the ceiling of the mech. The tourniquet had done its work, slowing the blood flow to the gunshot wound, even while she struggled to get out of the collapsing building. Now at least, she could rest, maybe prop it up on something...or what did you do with this after a tourniquet and before hospital care? She couldn't remember, if she ever really knew at all. Everything seemed so hazy. Must be the blood loss.

Khalon watched his human with concern, but seemed to reach the conclusion that she'd be alright, if they could just get her some extra care as soon as possible. Layla curled up next to Sierra, resting her head on the human's uninjured leg. Sierra's hand automatically went to the Eevee's head, though she'd closed her eyes to rest from her ordeal. The Umbreon meanwhile padded off, returning shortly pushing a short box with his head. He bumped lightly against Sierra's foot, causing her to look down, then smile wondering if he was psychic. She lifted her leg with both hands, cringing at the effort, then he pushed the box beneath her foot. With her leg now elevated slightly, she sank back again with a groan.

What a day.

As they hauled it out of there, Luxury looked around and was relieved to see everyone was making their way as well. Some by flight, some by dog, they were getting out quickly. Thank heavens they were getting out quickly.

Making their way through the rest of the circular building wasn't hard, the outer layer had yet to be attacked and so it wasn't falling down around them. By the time they got outside, tears were streaking Luxury's cheeks. Her ankle hurt, really freaking bad. She could feel the heat of blood, the beat of her heart, and she knew there was broken bone underneath her boot.

Though this was not his first time so close to an arcanine, he never before had he ridden one. Noishii was smooth under them, but with every bound it sent a shot of pain though his body. In different circumstances he would have enjoyed it, now though he held on to luxury, though whether to hold her on or keep himself from falling off, he wasn't sure.

Once outside, Nioshii nearly stopped dead. What the- ... Oh yeah, the plane was funny looking. Luckily for his riders his stride never faltered. He got them to the Yanmega swiftly, and stopped as smoothly as he could. Luxury released her hold on Nioshii's fur, and slid off, landing on her side. That ankle hurt like no other. Her breathing was coming harder now, but she quickly remembered she needed to help Panther and she picked herself off the ground, reaching up with one hand to help him and one hand to stable them both on Nioshii's side.

When they stopped, he slowly slid after her, and his ribs gave another groan of protest. For a moment he stood simply trying to keep his breath before turning to luxury. Something computed as wrong in his head. “Are you hurt?” He should have asked her before this. His hand gripped white fur keeping him steady, and it seemed he could manage. He hurt, but he could walk. But his mind whirled trying to figure out what was wrong with the girl who had just saved his a**.

The grunt shook her head. "Ankle. I'm fine. Come on, we need to get you on that plane."

"Ankle? Is it broken?" That fall had been pretty bad.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded. "Yeah. It's broken. But I'll be ok." Still keeping a hand on Nioshii, she tried to move the Agent towards the Yanmega.

"I can walk, I hurt, but I can walk. You can't, here, lean on me and return him."

She shook her head again, thought better of it, and let go of Nioshii's fur. "Ok. Ok, but as soon as we are on that thing you lay down!" She allowed Panther to help her, and returned the dog like he told her to. She hated needing help. Hated it. But, at the moment, what choice did she have? In the long run, the Agent had sustained more damage, and would take longer to heal and be at risk for pneumonia, but at the current moment he was in better shape to move than her. Gently, she rested a hand on his chest as she leaned on him, hoping to maybe keep his ribs steady as they made their way on board.

He was relieved that she complied, and walked her into the plane, making no comment to her telling him to lay down he had a job to do. Just as he got the stubborn girl in he spotted that Faleen had already taken the pilot’s seat. He walked her over to one of the closer seats to the front and then walked over to Faleen. “Do you think you can drive this thing?” Had this been a normal vehicle he would have told her to get up. But if she could take off, he could walk her through anything she needed help with, and take over for landing.

Luxury was just about to make him sit when he walked off. That stubborn male! Didn't he know he needed to rest?! With a heavy sigh, she sank into one of the seats and popped out Trae. "Get a medical kit, would ya?" She asked weakly. She'd deal with Panther in a minute. With Faleen there first, she knew he'd never get the controls.

As Aila and Izaya passed by him on their way into the jet, Inigo couldn't help but notice their bickering, first of all, and secondly how pale Aila was. He watched with a mild frown on his face as the pair eventually separated, and the agent took a seat with Charmant. The frown deepened slightly as he moved over, peering down at her with a mixture of concern, mild confusion and more concern evident on his face. "You okay? I saw something explode near you guys, what was it?" What looked like a tiny grass-type legendary that could explode. It would've been the best legendary ever except for the fact it could blow stuff up.

"I'm fine," she replied sharply; her irritation had not quite ebbed and she was still quite tired with people being concerned about her. As she continued, however, her tone softened, due at least in part to the change in subject, "It was a Shaymin. Grass-type. The attack was Seed Flare. We've suffered a lot of casualties from it in the past. It's not a good thing." She winced slightly as a deep breath shifted her person just enough to aggravate the embedded shrapnel.

"I said I'm fine," she snapped at Mau's comment. She was getting tired of the question.