[ Hijikata is right: there's nowhere for them to take shelter. They're stuck in this flat, open space…
… And they have an umbrella. An umbrella with a metal running through it. ]
—Fuck.
[ A curse that might sound like it's in response to Hijikata suddenly pulling him down. But Reiner is only realizing what a lovely target they make. Two men and a Pokémon crouched together under a metal umbrella.
Reiner does the only thing he can think of. He stands right back up, lowering the umbrella as he does so. Then he turns his back to the wind, holds the umbrella like a javelin, and throws it as far away from them as possible.
Hopefully, the wind will catch it and carry it farther away. In the meantime, Reiner kneels back down beside Hijikata and the very concerned Panzer, who appears to have decided pressing close to Hijikata is her best course of action. ]
The umbrella was metal.
[ A belated explanation, but one he hopes makes sense. Between the two of them, they probably still have metal on their persons—but at least it isn't being held above their heads!
Deciding to follow Hijikata's example, Reiner fishes Panzer's pokéball from his pocket and zaps her into it. His brow is furrowed, mind working overtime to figure out how they're going to get out of this situation. ]
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… And they have an umbrella. An umbrella with a metal running through it. ]
—Fuck.
[ A curse that might sound like it's in response to Hijikata suddenly pulling him down. But Reiner is only realizing what a lovely target they make. Two men and a Pokémon crouched together under a metal umbrella.
Reiner does the only thing he can think of. He stands right back up, lowering the umbrella as he does so. Then he turns his back to the wind, holds the umbrella like a javelin, and throws it as far away from them as possible.
Hopefully, the wind will catch it and carry it farther away. In the meantime, Reiner kneels back down beside Hijikata and the very concerned Panzer, who appears to have decided pressing close to Hijikata is her best course of action. ]
The umbrella was metal.
[ A belated explanation, but one he hopes makes sense. Between the two of them, they probably still have metal on their persons—but at least it isn't being held above their heads!
Deciding to follow Hijikata's example, Reiner fishes Panzer's pokéball from his pocket and zaps her into it. His brow is furrowed, mind working overtime to figure out how they're going to get out of this situation. ]
… Do me a favor. Hold onto my shoulder.