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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 15, 2010 21:08:33 GMT -5
"Oh, hello. Do you have any injured Pokémon? Right now, we're only healing the Pokémon that need it." The Nurse explained in a tired tone as Rane entered the Pokemon Center. Her trusty Chansey stood right next to her, snatching the Pokeballs from the trainer and fitting them into a thin metal tray. Then the nurse Pokemon scuttled off into the backroom, where several Pokemon with Aromatherapy, Softboiled, and Wish cared for the Pokemon.
It was the best they could do in these times, even if it tired out their own nurses. The Chansey reappeared after 30 minutes, since Rane's Pokemon weren't particularly hurt much. She handed over the tray of Pokeballs, smiling at the trainer as she did so.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Nov 15, 2010 22:12:47 GMT -5
Rane listened to the current situation, feeling sympathy for the busy nurses. This power outage sure is a nuisance, she thought. Rane gave handed her Pokeball to Chansey, glad that she didn't have to wait long as the Chansey returned. "Thanks,"Rane said gratefully, clasping the Pokeball back onto her belt.
She contemplated on what to do next. She wanted to venture to the Power Plant, curious about the cause of the blackout. But she had to train her Pokemon. So back to Route 1 she went.
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Post by zacariah on Nov 17, 2010 14:38:24 GMT -5
Stumbling into the pokemon center, Zac looked around curiously, blinking rapidly in the poorly lit pokemon center. He was hungry and wanted a good meal, though that wasn't what he was here for. Spinning around, the young trainer eventually stopped, facing the pokecenters front desk.
Seeing no one there Zac ran over, leaning over it until his feet were dangling off the ground. "Hello~ anyone here? I need my pokemon healed so I can go kick some necromancers butt!" he called out, seemingly oblivious to all the other injured pokemon out in the main lobby.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 17, 2010 17:47:13 GMT -5
::ponyta:: ::chansey::
<OUT OF MY WAY MAN. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE. IT'S SO...small.> A pony whinied in distress, unable to take the darkness and smallness of the lobby. Instead of walking out of the doors, like a Pokemon would know how to do that, she decided to go on a rampage instead.
<I must get out! Help me get out!> The Ponyta raged, kicking over a table as several trainers waiting for their injured Pokemon scattered. There wasn't much they could do in this situation, unless they wanted a death wish.
"Chansey! Sing!" A nurse cried out, throwing a Pokeball before the Ponyta. When the pink puff ball emerged, opening her lovely mouth to sing...the Ponyta falcon kicked her to the ground, nearly fainted do to a severe weakness to physical moves. dammit.
<Singing in the rain! Rain rain rain! Falling clean! I'm fa-a-allin clean!> Chansey managed to sing, lulling the super mad pony to sleep. Except it was sleeping while standing up. How odd.
"Uh...can I...help you?" The nurse asked Zach, still a bit stunned about the incident from earlier. Apparently she wasn't paying much attention to him.
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Post by zacariah on Nov 17, 2010 18:00:15 GMT -5
The random battle right in front of him had totally caught Zac's attention. Standing watching the battle now with giant eyes, and a hanging jaw, there was nothing he could do but feel pumped up by the battle even if it was one sided. After all a giant pink egg this was fighting a flaming pony!
As the battle ended, Zac slowly turned to look at the rather startled nurse, eyes practically sparkling.
"Woah that was amazing! It was like whoosh and pow and RAWR and things were being destroyed and then lalala and it was like 'IM TIRED' and fell and then then--" gasping for breath, Zac moved towards the nurse, wanting to hug her.
"You're awesome!" he declared, even as he tripped and fell, his pokeballs falling out of his pockets. Crackling with energy one of the balls, Sharpies, popped open releasing the still critically injured spearow. Being struck by that weird super creatures thunderbolt had really done a number to her.
"Oh yeah my pokemon!"
Scrambling to his feet Zac held the unconscious bird pokemon in one arm, while fumbling to collect the rest of his pokeballs as well.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 20, 2010 19:19:34 GMT -5
As Zac slowly turned to face her she felt as if Zac suddenly became sentient of things in the Center besides the spectacle. She didn't blame him at all, really, that really did steal the show. Now that the nefarious Ponyta had finally calmed down, the Chansey was already working on healing her own wounds with Softboiled. Several other Chansey poured out from the back room, each serving as back up after hearing the commotion.
The nimiety of Chansey soon found that they weren't needed, especially after seeing the gelid look from the one already on the scene. Almost as if to say 'FIRST BITCHES'. They sulked back, but not before seeing some of Zac's Pokeballs on the floor. Plus that poor Spearow that was in his arms was something they could easily cure.
<We can heal them.> Two of the Chansey appeared before Zac, and without any permission from the trainer, one tried to stuff a Softboiled egg down the Spearow's throat. It was good for her, really. Even if it looked like murder. The other one was trying to heal the pain of the rest of his Pokemon, but all of this work was something sheabominated. It was taking away her soul, practically. But at least for the time being, Zac's team was at full health.
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Post by NOPE on Nov 21, 2010 19:10:37 GMT -5
Adeleine quickly ran over to where the lady was standing. She probably left Taiki in the dust by now. She politely addressed her while taking out her two pokeballs. Calcabrina was worn out and Barbariccia was fainted; they needed attention if she was even going to remotely survive.
"Excuse me, I'm helping with the power outage, may you heal my pokemon?" She politely held them out to the kind nurse, hoping to quickly get this problem out of the way. She was rushing a bit more than usual, but kept that calm; cool; and motherly persona she always had.
Mom...Dad...I'll fix this soon.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 21, 2010 19:17:36 GMT -5
Some of the Chansey perked up at the idea of helping out another trainer, and instantly swarmed the girl with cheerful faces. The Nurse up front could only smile sheepishly, considering that she didn't have to answer with such eager workers. The Chansey made an effort to find Adeleine's Pokeballs, but the Nurse had taken them first before handing them off to a less eager Chansey, seeing that she would be gentler with them.
"Chansey chan!" The nurse Pokemon saluted at her boss, before skipping off into a back room with the tray. Several Pokemon were seated in the back, including a Vileplume and some Togepi. The group then proceeded to use Aromatherapy, Softboiled, and Wish on the Pokemon until they were fully healed. The now exhausted Chansey then brought the tray of Pokeballs back out, giving her own health to them in order to allow them to fight.
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Post by NOPE on Nov 21, 2010 19:26:37 GMT -5
OOC: God you're such a ninja.
Adeleine smiled sweetly to the Chansey and Nurse; being so eager to help her make Adeleine feel great on the inside! She patted the Chanseies on the head, and bowed to the Nurse in a polite fashion; before bolting out to the powerplant. The wind brushed at her back; she knew Taiki would somehow be able to find her.
Here I come...
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Post by NOPE on Nov 26, 2010 11:29:23 GMT -5
Libra entered the Pokemon Center a few minutes later, walking over to the Nurse who was catering to the pokemon. The blackout was, disturbing, to say the least. He saw that there was going ons at the power plant, but he needed to make sure Aquarius was treated to and got stronger. He wasn't ready to help just yet. He brushed his red hair out of his face, and politely reached into his bag to pull out Aquarius' pokeball.
"Excuse me, miss, would you mind healing this Surskit? It's in dire need of medical help." Libra said, his tone extremely flat and deadpan. He was still a bit stung over the little squabble with Virgo and Aquarius, so he was against sending Virgo out again. And with the power outage going around...Virgo would be fine.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Nov 26, 2010 11:44:02 GMT -5
The nurse glanced up and smiled. "We're only healing those Pokémon who are helping take back the power plant at the moment, it that where you're Pokémon received their injuries?"[/color] She questioned, not sure where the male's Pokémon got injured at. "If not then I'm going to sadly have to turn you away until which point the power is returned. Potions will work though, if you have them."[/color] The nurse clearly look saddened at the fact she might have to turn them away but it was what needed to be done. Until the power plant was back they only had so much power to draw from the generators. That power was going to those who were helping save the plant. [/center][/size]
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Post by NOPE on Nov 26, 2010 11:59:48 GMT -5
Libra then started to pick up on what was going on. The power outage? Okay, that means something's up. That would explain the shocks from the pokeball earlier...he shifted the weight on his feet. Maybe Team Death was involved in this one. He shook his head at the Nurse.
"No, but I can help take back the powerplant. Is that what the commotion is about over there?" He pointed at the mass over people a bit away.
"If there's anything I need to know, just tell me; I'm the son of police officers. Fourth Division Thaumaturgist Unit. I heard about the power outages. If you need extra hands..." He took out his other pokeball, Virgo. "Then I'll gladly help, but both pokemon aren't in the best of shape at the moment. Can I bother you to heal them? I'll go directly to the powerplant afterwards." He said in a professional manner, trying to convince her. He wasn't lying to her; he'd really go to the powerplant after this.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 26, 2010 19:49:32 GMT -5
"Oh? If that's the case, I'll gladly heal your Pokemon. You must help out there at once. Team Death has cut off all of the power, and we've all been using our own Pokemon to heal other trainers. It's been exhausting, so it's necessary that the power returns." She explained, worry in her eyes. She nodded over at one of the Chansey to claim this trainer's Pokemon.
Once in custody, they would be able to heal them all with Softboiled, Wish, and Aromatherapy. It was the Amish way to do things, but it ended up working. Only the healers themselves looked tired now, and could only sleep and have potions used on themselves to keep up their vitality.
"Please, take care." She nodded towards him, but just remembered that she forgot one minor detail. "The Power Plant. There are some trainers there already, but make sure you talk to Professor Winter first. He needs to know that you're helping." She explained, pointing him over in the right direction.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 26, 2010 22:06:22 GMT -5
ooc: Riv, did you see your route 1 board?
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Post by NOPE on Nov 27, 2010 0:58:40 GMT -5
Libra gave the nice Nurse a weary smile as he re-received his pokeballs. She could tell she was utterly exhausted, and he felt bad for her. He was needed in the plant though, and his parents would surely want him to stomp out Team Death. He placed them back in his bag before he walked off. Though, before he went over, he turned back to speak to the Nurse.
"Miss, don't overwork yourself. Have a nice day." Libra then walked over to where Professor Winter was.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 5, 2010 19:58:41 GMT -5
"Oh thank god. Center is crowded and working." Susumu sighed in relief as he cracked his knuckles, walking in happily through an excited crowd of trainers. Sure, he had rested rather nicely at the Team Death Headquarters, but the people there were so dark and gloomy. He had to be in happier places if he didn't want to consider slashing some wrists (which would be a first). "Ay. Miss, could you take care of some of my Pokemon?" He called over to a Nurse, who appeared busy behind the front desk. He had all 8 of his Pokeballs out, originally planning on walking in and out, but then recalled one minor thing. He had a Pokemon he wasn't too keen on keeping. There was also a trading area nearby, right? Sell Pokemon for a quick buck? Sounded perfect. After he made sure his Pokemon were attended to, he scurried over to one of the PCs, withdrawing a small Skitty from within it. It was probably a good idea to ask around if anyone wanted her. Anyone at all. Yet it was kind of awkward. So instead he was stuck there standing with a sole Pokeball, some people walking around him or giving him confused looks. Well damn. Someone, for the love of love, ask him what's up jubjub specifically::SKITTY:: Name: Takara Definition: { Treasure } Species: Skitty Ball: Gender: Female Level: 9 Abilities: { Cute Charm + Normalize } Attacks: Growl, Tail Whip, Tackle, Attract, Foresight Personality: Tends to get Pokémon mad at her, for a good reason. Sucks up to those with power. Likes to be pampered. Impish. Obtained: Route 1 National Dex: #300 Height: 2'00 Weight: 24.3 Description: It's adorable when it chases its own tail. It's difficult to earn its trust. [/font]
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Post by NOPE on Dec 5, 2010 20:29:41 GMT -5
Adeleine entered the pokecenter, she had promised Taiki to meet up with him here before they set out on their route adventures. She was glad that the pokecenter was all fixed up and ready to go. She, however; had gotten a Bonsly. It seemed...odd; so she decided to see if the trade centers were working. She saw a man; an interesting one at that. He seemed sort of alone, she knew that feeling. She would have just awkwardly stood there instead of hassling someone to trade with her personally, too. She walked up to him; he was actually kind of short.
"Excuse me, sir, you seem to be trading a pokemon. I'm got this Bonsly shoved into my care...but I'm not too sure what to do with rock pokemon. Would you mind trading with me? I'll give you 5, 000 pokedollars for your trouble." She asked in her usual calm, cool demeanor. She still carried herself with that air of grace that made her so unique in a land full of easily excitable trainers. Adeleine had a habit for running into Team Death members on accident it seemed, as this charming young man was with her now.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 5, 2010 21:20:59 GMT -5
"Bonsly, huh? Well. You're a cute enough girl for a Skitty, I suppose." He sort of joked, but had been hoping that someone with an appearance that was appropriate would be the one to take care of this adorable creature. After all, he did take her in in order to rescue her from the troubles of the wild. He would've done the trade without the money, but he knew when to keep his mouth shut. He wanted that cash, bro. "I'll take it." He beamed, politely handing over the Pokeball as he held out another hand, eager for the Bonsly and the cash. "Oh, the name can be changed. I think. She isn't very used to it." He thought a tad more on that, hoping he was right. No one liked to have their name changed so quickly, after all. So perhaps there would be some confusion in the beginning. Trade Accepted. PD Deducted/Added respectively [/font]
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Post by NOPE on Dec 5, 2010 21:58:20 GMT -5
Adeleine handed him the money and took the Primer Ball into her hands. A skitty? How cute, she had a soft spot for normal types. She brushed her hair back behind her ears, and blushed at being called cute. She was compared to dolls a lot, but she wasn't used to such things.
"T-thanks...that's so nice of you. I'll see you around sometime, maybe." She cut off the conversation there out of fear of being awkward, and exited the pokecenter to find Taiki. He must be running late or something. On her way out, she thought about names.
...Rubicante
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Post by Rebbykins on Dec 5, 2010 22:11:44 GMT -5
Ava stepped into the pokemon center, noticing a broken window as she did. Huh, wonder how that happened? It wasn't her business, so no need to ask. The blond found a nurse and offered her a smile. "May I please have these four pokemon healed?" She asked, holding out three pokeballs in one hand and one in the other. The one pokemon she held belonged to Jack, who for some reason didn't want to come to the pokemon center.
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