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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 7:42 am
"I don't care if she spreads what we're doing on the five o'clock news. I just don't like being interrupted" Professor Wilde stated rather clearly, rolling the Chansey under foot one last time before gently shoving her away with the bottom of her foot, sending her rolling back in the general direction of the counter.
Victoria's thread however would be met by the floor shaking beneath a massive weight, the back of her shirt going taunt as she was lifted a few feet into the air, about eye-level with Professor Wilde. Looking back even briefly would prove the culprit to be a Blastoise, and from the looks of him one Aella didn't stand a chance against even on her very best day.
"Meet Panzer. Next time you try to threaten someone, make sure their retort isn't better" Chase stated, followed by a look to his Blastoise and the abrupt release of Victoria. "Your a Tactics student, try acting like one."
Motioning to the Blastoise the man would then leave "Meet me at the train station."
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 7:58 am
Victoria would watch as the Chansey released feeling for once that she had won ...in some way shape or form, but before she could back away ...knowing better to turn her back to him ..she found herself lifted in the air. A girl's thought ran through her head ...as she grab the bottom of her shirt to keep it from being pulled off and showing off more than she wanted .....as Aella would nearly lose her footing as well.
It was true this was a battle they would lose but, as she would scramble back to her shoulder ....her eyes narrowed, and a run of electricity through her fur. Surprisingly enough, Victoria would put a hand on her head.
Speaking lowly.
"We got what we want .....he won't do anything more ...he needs us."
She would calm down a bit as she looks at the Blastoise. How that pokemon had sneak up on them considering it wasn't the smallest or lightest of pokemon would be a mystery. Though she didn't get to think about it long ....as she was dropped upon the ground on her bottom.
"Humph, I think I did, Professor."
She would declare after him, but, he was right on one point ...it wasn't a good threat. Though, it wasn't a matter of it's worth, but the end result.
"Don't you and your trainer always cause me trouble."
She would groan lightly.
"Anyway, I am off, tell, Jasmine I said, hi."
She would tell the Chansey as she would rub her bottom and make her way back to the market. She had like ....a few hundred she could spend ...on what, she wasn't sure, but she could always look.
(16/50)
(Exit to Pokemart)
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 7:59 am
Nightingale would hit the counter, not hurt at least... physically anyway.
She pulled herself up, her little nurse hat having fallen off somewhere between the initial kick and the final one there, but she looked across, right at the threat of a Professor ranked pokémon there in front of them...
She should have ran, got help, got Joy, but before she could gather the nerve, it was all far too quickly over and the Professor and his Panzer were both heading away, as she'd pick herself up and move over to Victoria, still upset, but ertainly not about to let her own feelings get in the way of helping someone else.
[Thank you... for helping me...] She began a little awkwardly, the girl had certainly made it sound as if she had only been interested in getting something in return...
She didn't even get a chance to ask them if they were alright as they headed off... and she sadly would move to pick up her laundry, put on her cap... and try and put the whole sorry incident behind her to go find Allison...
[17/50]
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 4:14 am
The big pink pokemon's adventure would lead her first to the patient's room .....there in rows of bed lay the sick and injured, and in what looked to be a bird's nest box ....rest the Professor's pokemon, Porygon. Unlike regular pokemon that needed sleep, rest, and food, the Porygon was a cyber one ...it didn't need those things, and for that reason alone she made one of the best nurses in the business.
Though if you were looking for her to be emotionally helpful ....well that was her biggest fault afterall ....as the Porygon moved the moment that the Chansey entered the room. Floating where she would keep her from venture too far into the room ...the pokemon's voice would radiate in Nightingale's head...sounding completely female.
~Can I help you?~
She would ask.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2013 8:27 am
The Chansey would stop politely before the Porygon, looking to her there before she'd hold up the laundry a second to indicate her current workload.
[Jasmine is awake and I changed her bedsheets. I wanted to find Allison to ask her about Jasmine's condition and get food for the others.]
She put her feelings aside for now it seemed, it was business first here as she'd look to try and get her jobs done quickly.
[18/50]
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 4:23 am
(She is still asleep ...orders for Jasmine is as follows, bed rest, current movement allowed ...none.)
The pokemon would declare back to her as she left her nest hovering ....as she headed towards the far wall as she pressed a cabinet with her nose.
(What pokemon are you trying to feed? Tell me by type,and I shall arrange it for you)
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 7:48 am
Nightingale would place down the laundry for now, hands folded in front of her, a deep breath and she would set herself there, no worries, no breaking that smile, she just had to put a brave face on and keep going...
[Water, Normal, two Steel, two Flying, one Dark, one Fire, one Ground, one Ghost... I can mix for the dual types if it will help you save time.]
But... While Allison was about... A thought couldn't help creep into her head... What she'd just through... If it happened again...
[May I... Also ask a question?] She paused a moment. [What happens when interests of different Professors students mix?]
[Say... If a professor walked in from the Tactics class and ordered Jasmine to do something?]
[Is she obliged to follow their orders? Even if she's a different class?]
[19/50]
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Posted: Fri Jan 18, 2013 7:45 pm
The Porygon would store all said to memory as it would float to the nearest bends and start pressing her head against the needed buttons.
(No need for you to mix, I have already sorted such combination and types together. Just take the basket and pass out the food should be enough.)
The Porygon would tell her ....as sure enough ....berries and pokefood of many shapes, types, and flavors would exit the machine slot in a basket. This was a system that the Porygon had put into place itself, and it knew it was quite reliable as the pokemon's head would turn at Nightingale's words.
(As a student, her rank is lesser than all Professor's thus .....yes, if a Professor came and gave you an order you would be obligated to follow it ...unless it went against the direct orders of your personal Professor. At this stage, your own Professor's ruling outweights that of any other Professors of similar rank, and if the rank is greater ...then the student is obligated to proceed as commanded)
The pink pokemon would response with one quick twirl in the air as she waited for Nightingale to take the basket.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 5:24 am
Nightingale considered, it certainly sounded as if there was a lot of ambiguity... But it sounded far too risky here, being near another Professor, the things they could order them to do...
She weighed it up, but the more she did, the more it sounded like a bad idea of having to try to stand up to the mysterious Professor in the first place.
As the Porygon put out the tray to collect the food, Nightingale would place her laundry in an appropriate receptacle, she would instead now take the basket when it was ready, giving a little bob of the head.
[Thank you, I'll ensure Jasmine does not get out of bed, but please call us if any assistance is needed.]
She gave no word of the former question, heading back to Jasmine's room, but waiting just long enough in case she be asked anything else.
[20/50]
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 5:36 pm
There would be nothing, and the day would draw out in a monotone sort of a way. This was probably one of the first time that they quite literally was forced to take down time as the sun would raise and fall without incident, nor sign of their Professor. It would seem that other than the Porygon coming to check her ....Jasmine would be left for the most part ....on her own.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 6:08 pm
((XD Sad to say, this is the only one post I can think of to go through the day for Jasmine))
Back the Chansey would plod from the ward back to the smaller private room in the back with Jasmine's bed, she would stop however at the door, looking at it for a moment. She took a deep breath, then finally, stepped through, a big smile painted on her face. [Good news everyone, we're all set for a relaxing day of rest and heali-]
She stopped in her tracks, as she saw Jasmine frozen in the bed, the girl had torn off the bandaging on her left hand and was currently in the middle of trying to get the rest off, with Ironclaw's beak and feathers, as well as Queen's bladed hands at work, Lindbergh frozen mid-snipping with her claws at the bandages.
The three of them looked between each other, before finally Lindbergh spoke up. [Um... She made us?]
[Hmmph.] The Chansey put down her basket, before pushing up her arms as if rolling sleeves. [Right then.]
~~~~~~~~~~
It was five minutes later, and three mummified pokémon lay on new beds, entirely wrapped in the vague shapes of a Skarmory, a Pawniard and a Gligar.
And there, in Jasmine's bed, the girl lay now with her OTHER arm now in plaster, suspended in a sling and effectively tied out of the way, she wouldn't be able to more than wiggle the thing now.
And now with all her bandages retightened, Nightingale smiled, offering a forkful of salad to the girl. [There, now isn't this much better?]
A chorus of cries came from the three other mummified pokémon, but as Nightingale would tend to them all, Burnout hovered in mid-air whilst Primal slept, the Lampent opening his lamps lid before depositing a steak inside, letting the thing burn into ash and flooding the inside of his lamp aflame with a happy glow. [I told you she would be unhappy when she returned.]
It would indeed be a long day for Jasmine...
[21/50]
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 7:04 pm
New day ---
It would finally happen ...the day would end, and a new one would dawn ....as the lights stretched across the room. The light hitting everything from the floor to the door ......as a the door would open with a smiling Allison in the doorway.
In her hand was something that Jasmine might ...either smile at or faint as the little buzz saw would sound loudly.
"It's time."
She would declare with a smirk.
"Good morning."
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 7:15 pm
The sound of the door opening was the first stirring... and the light in her eye, that was enough, blinking slowly, before Jasmine strained... looking to Allison... and a gulp was held back...
That sawing noise was ominous in the air... but it was her only hope of freedom right now as she lay there... even if she wanted to escape it, she couldn't have a hope, bound to the bed by bandages and pinned by her bedsheets, one arm encased and stuck pointing up uselessly, the other entrapped and tied from the ceiling!
And standing to the side, beaming proudly as she was reorganising rolls of bandages into the cupboard - three newly liberated pokémon standing somewhat belittled behind the Chansey as she would step forward. [May I assist?]
And Jasmine... lying there, gulped finally... "I'm... as ready as I think I'll be...?"
She wasn't sure what to think here, the girl watching that saw... she wasn't sure about pressing her luck, but if it was the last thing she might ever say... "...Is there... any good news about the other patients?"
She knew she wasn't allowed to ask about Aether... but... she couldn't help include the Gastly in that plural along with Snot... waiting now for whatever terrible consequences would await!
[22/50]
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 7:20 pm
"I think I got the Grimer stabilized."
She would declare as it would seem that any questions about the Gastly was literally thrown to the wayside. She would smirk dangerously as she would pull down googles that had been hidden behind her hat on her head as she drops it in front of her eyes and started on casts with a devious grin.
IN all it took a good 15minutes to completely free Jasmine of her cast as the girl would find that her arm and shoulder were as good as new, though the burns still remain where she had gotten them.
"So, how are you feeling?"
Professor Allison would ask Jasmine.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2013 7:38 pm
Jasmine bit her lip... not that she could have expected to hear better right now... hearing that Snot maybe had a chance... that certainly sounded good, now she could only worry about the other Snot, they'd saved this half because Allison was here, she doubted Damian could have fixed the other half so long separated...
That line of thought in itself seemed to keep her occupied as Joy would take apart the casts, Lindbergh silently weeping in the corner at losing her favorite perch all over again.
Slowly, as the enormous shoulder spica and the other arm cast were removed, Jasmine would flex her muscles slowly, a little stiff, but certainly not as atrophied had she had to spend several months in the things like a normal person would!
She considered for a moment, before drawing the bedsheet up to keep herself decent now instead, "Physically... as good as I can be, thank you."
"Mentally... I'm a bit at ends over things of late... I'm really only sorry that I end up being nothing but trouble for you here sometimes."
The others would stay quiet for now, it was key enough they were able to sit in and listen, it certainly seemed like Jasmine had a lot on her mind...
[23/50]
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