Naomi had shrieked in surprise at the sudden torrential flood of water, as the Gyarados unleashed its anger on the group in misplaced vengeance. She'd been swept away just as the others had, curling up protectively as she'd been bounced from rock to rock. Her Dratini had wisely abandoned the attempt to raise a<b>Mist</b>and ducked underwater, well adapted to the aquatic environment, to avoid the worst of the effects.<br/><br/>Under the pressure of the torrent and what felt like gritty sand, small fragments of rock blasted loose, her dress had suffered. Torn along the seams, ripped and shredded, the ragged remains were draped over her body in a loose parody of the item it had been. It still covered her right tit and her abdomen, but little else. She felt the stings and scrapes, and the thumps where she'd bounced off something hard and unyielding. Then the deluge came to an abrupt end as the Gyarados stopped and then suddenly flew from the cave.<br/><br/>And the Slowbro caught her eye. It's said that a woman's orgasms are as much about what's happening in her head as they are about the physical, and that was certainly true for Naomi. She cried out softly as her body responded to the psychic touch of the Slowbro, though the sound was probably not noticed by the others. Despite the cold water and rushing noise, Naomi felt remarkably relaxed afterwards. She thought about responding to Jake's call, but letting herself drift seemed more appealing.<br/><br/>While she floated in the slowly draining water, half naked and mostly exposed, 'Tai had other things on his mind. Seeing that his Naomi was safe and unhurt, he'd taken it on himself to check the others. With Jake fussing over Eve, 'Tai turned his attention to Audree and Steven. The man was floating wrong-side up and wasn't moving, so with the serpentine gliding motion that was so efficient in the water, 'Tai swam over to the man and wrapped around the trainer. Without much delicacy, 'Tai convulsed and spun Steven so that the man was floating face up, squeezing to force some of the water out of the unconscious trainer's lungs.<span style="color: #6495ED">"Dratini!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>