As soon as the Enforcers and Rockets had fallen upon one another, Hibiki quietly crept up the nearest ladder, and out the manhole cover. He emerged between two skyscrapers, in time to see helicopters rising above the rooftops in hot pursuit. The steady beat of the chopping blades was so loud that almost the entire population of Celadon City was drawn outdoor to gaze up at the aerial game of chicken. Hibiki couldn't have asked for a more perfect crowd to blend into.
He fled westbound, determined to put as much distance between himself and Stephan as he could before the latter grew tired of chasing Team Rocket. Naturally, the helicopters proved much faster, and as they barrelled overhead, Hibiki stopped and stared at the lone figure who flew after them. For there, clutched in the claws of his Fearow, was Jax. What on God's green earth was he trying to do? Even if Jax got close enough to a helicopter to make his voice heard over the propellers, he'd be chopped to cat kibble before he could hope to do anything, right? The thought of Jax-pieces raining red into the Celadon crowd made Hibiki nauseous, and he unfolded his bicycle. It was long past time to depart from this city. Next stop: Cycling Road, followed shortly by Fuchsia City.
He fled westbound, determined to put as much distance between himself and Stephan as he could before the latter grew tired of chasing Team Rocket. Naturally, the helicopters proved much faster, and as they barrelled overhead, Hibiki stopped and stared at the lone figure who flew after them. For there, clutched in the claws of his Fearow, was Jax. What on God's green earth was he trying to do? Even if Jax got close enough to a helicopter to make his voice heard over the propellers, he'd be chopped to cat kibble before he could hope to do anything, right? The thought of Jax-pieces raining red into the Celadon crowd made Hibiki nauseous, and he unfolded his bicycle. It was long past time to depart from this city. Next stop: Cycling Road, followed shortly by Fuchsia City.