An excursion through Lumiose is halted as a downpour overtakes the streets. L pulls himself and his companion underneath the arch that marks the entrance to the sewers, watching the water rush down the sidewalk and into the canal below. It does his knees no good as he sits with his back against the bricks, his hand resting on Zygarde's side, shaking rain from his hood.
“I am entirely grateful for everything you've done for me, and I will continue helping you as long as you ask it of me, however, this—” he waves a hand to the rain and the darkness it brings over the streets, “Makes it quite difficult for me to see where we're headed."
❮ WE FEAR THAT YOU MAY NEED OUR GUIDANCE FOR MILLENNIA TO COME, AT THIS RATE. ❯
while it is intended as a joke, zygarde knows full well that it may very well be a reality. whether or not it is especially perturbed by the prospect... well. time would tell.
its lead retracts from its apostle's wrist before it quickly shakes its form, throwing its apostle's hand from its side as it attempts to dry itself off. the rain, as inconvenient as it was, should not have been enough to push the two off of their set path...
alas, both man & pokémon knew their limits, and COOPERATION WAS KEY to their mission.
and so, the hound of order sat upon the damp cobblestone, watching the clouds blanket the city skyline & the rainwater speckle the streets, before turning its head to L.
