Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140418180855/@comment-7838080-20140419182019

Emily nearly punched the screen, but let out a tremendous stream of cursing that would have made a kid's hair curl and grandmothers faint. She was NOT amused. Electra squeaked, her ears flattening on her head. She settled for kicking the machine once, annoyed. But she also feared for the worst.

Alright...those pokemon try to come in here...let's have them meet some REAL firepower...

Emily pulled out a pokeball and threw it up, "Bring the heat Drago!" she yelled out, her Charmeleon coming out with a small roar. She then said, "Alright Drago...I want you on defense. Anything that isn't one of our own...I want you to roast them. Got it?" The lizard nodded, his eyes gleaming with delight at the prospect of a challenge.

Drago then sauntered away from them, standing guard, the little fire type stomping his feet in challenge. With that out of the way, Emily then turned to Sven.

"You got any ideas for a solution, Sven? Cause I'm open to just about anything at this point," the tone in her voice laced not only with curiosity, but also hinted at the stress that the situation was putting her in.