"Ugh, come on Moses, just a little longer and you'll be in the clear.. You and your stomach have fought<i>much</i>fiercer battles than this.."<br/><br/>Following the noise of a toilet flushing, a brown haired man with side burns and stubble stepped out onto the deck, one hand clinging to his stomach as he stood hunched over. Judging from the lack of color on his face and his wobbly demeanor, it wouldn't be too hard for one to tell that the man was suffering from a spell of nausea, no doubt a case of sea sickness. Indeed being adequately healthy in all other areas, Moses's sensitive stomach was something of a weakness of his to the point that he and his cohorts would refer to it as 'His Greatest Rival'. Clinging onto his back was Prickles, his adopted pet Weedle. It squirmed around frantically, trying to give his dear care taker a back rub of sorts in hopes of being able to help to relieve some of his afflicting ailment. However due to it's movements being far too frantic rather than gentle, it's efforts were all but fruitless.<br/><br/>Mosses sighed as he glanced behind him with a soft grin. He just didn't have the heart to tell the tiny bug/poison type that in order to help, it would have to hold back rather than rather than go all out, a comment that in all most likely hood, would have only made matters worse considering Prickles's energetic and fiery nature. "Thanks buddy but you can stop now, I don't think it's getting any better." He reached back and lifted the Weedle onto the ground. The Weedle merely scowled and glanced sideways as it reluctantly admitted defeat at the hands of his master's illness. This blow to it's pride was soon forgotten as it spotted the conversing Shinx and Froakie, eagerly running over to join them. It began jumping up and down wiggling it's many sucker like legs in an attempt to.. Impress them?<br/><br/>Mosses meanwhile walked up to the railing next to Kelsey, leaning over it in hopes that the salty sea air might help to calm his stomach. It was also a safe place in case he had to to.. well best to try and not think about that too much. "Well isn't that a pretty sight? Looks like it would make for a good post card." He said, commenting on the Dratini swimming on the water's surface.