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PostSubject: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 4:56 am

As it had for weeks on end now, the endlessly cloudy sky seemed determined to mask the position of the sun. If not for the dreary darkening of the evening and the numerous shop vendors in the streets and their increasingly harried and exhausted expressions - a few of them even deciding to close up early and begin disassembling their stalls - it would be next to impossible to tell the time of day. Still, there was an active energy in the air, with several late bloomers emerging from the woodworks to visit various stalls and a few long-lasting vendors haggling well into the night, determined to make the most of the evening. A few straggler baby Pokemon were being hauled back home by their larger, sterner parents, fussing absentmindedly as their bedtime approached. The streets themselves were not quite barren, but the time of day was clearly apparent judging by the number of citizens wandering at this time of night. There was a sort of innocence to the picture, seemingly picturesque in its chasteness compared to the rest of the world. It was a typical evening in Grassveil, and the city was better for it.

There was one Pokemon in particular who disagreed. Slithering grimly along the town streets was one particular dratini who was a bit fed up with the monotonous nightlife of his hometown. It wasn't as if there was nothing to do in Grassveil, but Osiris was quite tired of doing the same thing over and over. He was bigger than this small town, he was destined for greater things, and he was sick of spending so much time under the blanket of protection that the city provided. Osiris was desperate to spread his metaphorical wings and blast off from this town in an explosion of draconic, magnificent glory. Spending his mornings and afternoons cooped up in the schoolhouse and his evenings training in the surrounding forest dungeons was dreadfully boring, and it was wearing on him. He'd come to the resolution before to be mature about it, to be more patient and spend his time wisely, but saying that was a lot easier than doing it. The dratini was bored and frustrated, and he needed something desperately to distract him from his (childish) dilemma. Which was why he had skipped out on training that night, deciding instead to wander the streets in search of something more interesting or fun-looking. Maybe someone.

There wasn't much to differentiate him from his species aside from the somewhat-oversized headband adorning his brow and the small satchel he dragged around behind him, or his visibly childish and sour attitude. He made no attempt to hide himself, slithering down the center of the street glancing around desperately for something to occupy himself with. He'd been on pretty good behavior recently; Surely he deserved a night off? It was approaching dinner time for him, and surely his mother was waiting at home with something to eat, but he would much prefer to be distracted.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 5:41 am

Footsteps pattered against the stone walkway as his lungs struggled to upkeep the flow of oxygen to his body. His heart pounded in his chest, but it seemed to jump into his throat as soon as her words rang through the air, "Mr. Zircon? Where have you gooone~?" The heavenly chime was mother-like. It held a deep compassion to it that would have made even the fussiest of young children relax and accept the adult as a parental figure. She could only have the best interests at heart, many would assume. His ears, however, perceived the kind voice as something entirely different. She mocked him. She teased him. She dared him to turn and reveal himself to her so that sweet innocent smile would stretch from ear to ear in such a way that sent shivers down his spine.

Smoke puffed out in front of him as he turned into an alleyway for cover. His muscles ached from the sudden burst of exercise, but this was not normal for him. At least, he did not think it to be normal for him. The lizard did not know how long he spent running from this monster, but he could recall that it was at least for five minutes. What was strange, however, was that he remembered that there were a lot more pokemon out and about just a few moments ago. It suddenly became ever so difficult to lose his pursuer in the crowd and dive into cover. Did everything seem darker as well?

It would be harder to flee in the darkness, especially when his tail acted as a guiding light for the beast. He concluded that he needed to hide-and fast with how close her voice sounded. The reptile continued his brisk pace forward, up to a small hill that only seemed to slow him down more than it should have with how much effort it took to climb up. He noticed how heavily he began to pant once he reached the top almost immediately. Was he always this out of shape? He could not remember. He took the time to steal a quick glance behind him...and regretted his decision immediately.

She stared straight at him with her beady little eyes. With a smile as wide as the moon, it only seemed to get bigger as she began to wave her arms with glee. Her rosey round body jumped up and down, but it failed to disturb the smaller round egg at the waist of her. The curls of the creature's hair bobbed up and down as she called out to him, "There you are Mr. Zircoooon!" An icy chill struck him as his eyes widened he shrank a step backward before he turned and bolted into a nearby alleyway. He failed to see the happiness pokemon's smile falter with concern and give a worried, "Oh, dear..." before she followed him up the hill on hot pursuit, not a single bit out of breath herself.

He could not run anymore-it just was not working. He glanced around fearfully as he searched for someplace to hide. The boxes were too small, the alleyway was a dead end, and all he could see was a bunch of barrels. Desperate to hide from the horror that approached, he removed the lid of one of the barrels and climbed inside. He closed the top above him carefully before he grabbed onto the only source of light within the barrel, his tail. He covered the flame with his claws as much as he could, but there was no way to put it out as far as he knew.

He could hear the sound of her bouncy footsteps. He forced himself to breathe slower, but he could feel himself become lightheaded. He looked down to his claws and suddenly noticed that his hands appeared to jitter back and forth in place. Was...was he shaking? Confusion gripped him as he stared at his hands. The prior fear of being discovered was completely replaced in his train of thought as he simply gawked at his own shivering. 'Why am I scared?' he asked himself, 'Why do I feel like I need to run? No, better question-Why don't I just kill it and end my problems right now?'

"I wonder-oh I wonder! Where Mr. Zir-con is~!" the blissey's sing-song tone rang from outside the barrel. He was snapped out of his trance as the barrel was suddenly lifted off of the ground. With a quick movement, his entrance was sealed as the confined space was suddenly flipped upside down so that he could not escape. He cursed his own foolishness as he realized that the blissey likely saw the light emit through the cracks of the barrel.

He was bounced and moved about as the Blissey cheerfully danced the barrel out of the alley, "I found him~! I found him~! I found Mr. Zir~con!" she declared cheerfully as she presented the barrel above her head as if she found a very item that would be useful in her quest. Panic made his heart race again as his eyes became wide. He needed to get out of here, he needed to go. He couldn't stay here! He looked down, he could spy a hole in which he could see the blissey. He had an idea. "Back we go~ Back we go~ To the hospit-OH!!!" the blissey sung blissfully before a jet of flames seemed to erupt from the bottom of the barrel and nearly clash with her face. She was forced to release the barrel as the curls upon her head caught flame. She cried out in terror, no longer concerned with the patient she spent all day tracking down.

The barrel collided harshly onto the ground. The lid of it popped off, but Garnet was not permitted freedom just yet. The barrel began to roll down the hill. Garnet cried out in terror as he was forced along for the ride down the hill in the out-of-control barrel. Pokemon that were in the way moved as some cried for others to watch out. It rolled down the center of the street...straight towards a Dratini that happened to be smack in the center of it as well.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 3:48 pm

Alright, so maybe deciding to spend his evening roaming the same town that he was getting so sick of was actually not the greatest way to have a good time. The dratini's snout scrunched up fitfully as he realized he'd sort of wasted his night dicking around instead of being productive or finding something fun to do. But the alternative was just moping about in one of the nearby forests, and that wasn't so much "training" as it was slithering around fearfully looking for something that he thought was weak enough to test his mettle against. As the serpentine Pokemon came to a stop in the middle of the street, absentmindedly staring down at the cobblestone below him, he realized that he needed to break the mold somehow. He wanted to move forward in his life - to get out of Grassveil and see the wonders of the world. He wanted to chase glory and thrills and fame and riches, to spread his metaphorical wings. But he kept doing the same thing over and over every day and nothing changed; what could he do to make a difference in his day to day?

The snakelike dragon had spent his entire life crawling through the streets and back alleys of Grassveil, and he didn't think he had much of anything to show for it. In terms of moves or abilities, he didn't have anything truly unique or even just plain useful. And going to the guild or the police force wasn't much of an option. He could imagine a thousand different scenarios in which he'd get laughed off of their doorstep for trying to join as he was now - weak. On his own, there wasn't much he could do. So he just needed someone to help him along. Someone who'd been around the block a few times, per se. A Pokemon with power who could show him how to cultivate his own, and experience so they could share it. But there wasn't a lot of those running around that had the time of day for a kid like him. He'd met a couple of independent explorers, and even got on well with a couple of them in particular, but it wasn't as if they could teach him how to fight like a dragon should! They couldn't show him how to breathe fire or strike with (nonexistent) claws, or how to rage like a dragon and use dragon type attacks! Which was all he really needed to know. He could dance like one, grow faster and stronger like that, but it didn't amount to much when he still ended up hitting like a wet noodle. Either he was doing it wrong or he needed some kind of firepower - and either way, he kinda just really wanted some firepower. So he needed a teacher who could teach him that kind of thing.

It wasn't as if he was going to find such a person on a whim as he decided to stroll through the streets of Grassveil, but after all this time he was just out of options. Such a figure would surely pass through here rather than one of the neighboring forest dungeons, and then once he found them it would only be a matter of convincing them to help him. But first, he had to find them! Osiris withdrew from his introspective pondering as he once more cast his searching gaze on his surroundings. Unfortunately, the town at this time of night was getting to be rather quiet. More and more stall vendors lining the street were starting to pack up, and all that remained around him were folks on their way home or various night owls going about their business. No one truly interesting or powerful looking, truly. A despondent sigh escaped from his frame as he looked up at the tall hill in front of him, and it was with a heavy heart that he turned back around in the direction he came from, disappointed in the results of the night. Maybe he'd just go home and see what tomorrow had in store.

He'd only just begun to move when he heard a loud, striking thud behind him a ways. He didn't pay it any mind until it was followed by a few alarmed cries and the sounds of rushed movement, and as he turned once more he was greeted to the sight of a barrel rolling down the hill he'd decided not to climb. And it was... getting bigger. There was a strange sort of light creeping out of its open top as if someone left a large torch inside. Strange place to put a light, but at least it gave him a very clear view of the barrel flying in his direction. A few startled blinks later, and Osiris realized that it was descending upon him. Panic flooded him after that realization, and it was with a haste born from adrenaline and fear that had him sliding out of the object's path with a speed that would have surprised even him. Still, his slow reaction took his toll, and he froze in his escape when he felt a crushing force roll right over the end of his tail, going shock still at the sensation. A startled gasp left him as quickly as it came in the form of a keen, sharp cry of pain. The barrel continued on, however, and if Osiris was suddenly too busy curling in on himself in some instinctive attempt to alleviate the agony in his tail, eyes clenched tightly shut, then that was simply that.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 5:29 pm

The spin cycle was something Garnet never wanted to experience ever again after this. He came to that conclusion quite quickly as he was forcefully rolled and bounded down the hill. His stomach twisted and turned as he could only wait for this nightmare to end. He could hear a startled outcry of pain only briefly before he would be granted liberty from this hell. The barrel smacked itself into round pokemon. This was not the blissey that pursued him, but a massive brown and orange creature with a strange drill for a nose and a stone mace for a tail. The wooden walls of the barrel burst upon the force being met with the apparent solid wall.

Garnet fell to the ground in a dizzy mess. His head spun as he struggled to force himself to stand. He pushed himself onto all fours, but every time he tried to push himself upright, he would lose his balance until he fell back to the ground. He shook his head in an attempt to clear his head, but that only seemed to make his head hurt. A moan emitted from the fire type, but finally, he looked to see what freed him from the barrel of death.

The rhypherior glowered down upon him with narrowed eyes in disapproval. The rock and ground type crossed its arms as the drill on the nose pointed directly at Garnet. He felt himself grow defensive at the judgemental look. He lowered his body to the ground with a threatful glare of his own. He bared his teeth as a hiss escaped through them. Strangely enough, he did not feel intimidated by this monster, not like how terrified he was of that blissey. The rock type was not affected by his reaction but instead reached an arm out to grab the charmeleon.

He tried to move quickly. He wanted to avoid the grasp of the rock type. He tried to move, but the world seemed to spin faster with his movement. He fell once again, which granted the rhypherior ample time to latch onto the fire type and pick him up single-handedly. Garnet flailed about as he tried to force the rock type to release him, snarls and growls emitted from the lizard as if he had gone absolutely mad. The creature seemed to ignore him, however, as he was carried back they way they had come. At first, Garnet feared that it was about to return him to that pink abomination. He was proved wrong, however, as they approached a small blue noodle that appeared to be in pain.

He was set down onto the ground in front of the dragon type, but the rhypherior kept its grip on him. "Are you alright, son?" the deep voice of Mic-hael Clarke Duncan rumbled from the rock type as they spoke to the dratini.

Confusion plagued his mind as he stared down at the little dragon. He stopped fighting the rhypherior as he merely stared at the large pokemon and the little dragon. His mind tangled itself up in his thoughts and questions. He could hardly even recall that he was being chased anymore as he struggled to make a coherent thought behind the cloudy fog, confusion, and lack of being able to remember what was going on.

The stone pokemon looked to him, a large heavy palm on his shoulder. Garnet only stared back with confusion, utterly lost at what was even going on anymore. "Apologize." the rock type commanded. The lizard struggled to unweave his thoughts long enough to interpret what he was meant to do, but fortunately, he was able to do so in a reasonable manner. When he realized what happened, he found himself struck by a wave of...dread. Fear, but not of something in particular that happened here. A memory, it was a memory he couldn't reach. Something about this situation gave him a dreadful sense of deja vu that made his expression fall.

For now, he decided to play along submissively, in order to avoid trouble. "Sorry...?" he obeyed.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 6:17 pm

Osiris' startled cry died off, transforming into a pained-sort of hiss as he curled it tightly in on himself. It hurt, by the legendaries, and the way he tensed up was almost instinctive. Dimly, he registered a sort of rustic crashing sound, but with the sharp agony in his suddenly throbbing tail, it was simply background noise. Slowly, he let himself open his eyes to take a look at his only appendage. It wasn't... particularly colored or even swollen - not that he could really tell with how dark it was outside. And slowly, gradually, the pain was alleviating. Not nearly fast enough for Iris to be relieved, but there was some small comfort in the fact that he probably wasn't seriously hurt. He'd just been run over by a... rogue barrel? That was the last thing he'd seen before he tried to throw himself out of the way and gotten his tail squished. He let loose a breath that he wasn't aware he was holding, his serpentine body deflating with the motion as he looked around for some sort of explanation for the past few seconds.

The first thing he noticed was a bright light to the side, and it was slowly getting larger. The second thing he noticed as he turned toward it was the huge rock giant lumbering toward him, holding what looked to be smaller (but still way bigger than him) red lizard in a single hand. The sight confused him rather intensely. It wasn't until he noticed the shattered remains of what could've been a barrel in the middle of the street behind the pair that it dawned on him. One of them had probably been responsible for it, and judging by the stern visage of the rock type and the way it was keeping a hold of the lizard, it was definitely the smaller of the two. He still didn't quite get why they were approaching him however. It wasn't as if it'd been his barrel, and he didn't think he was seriously hurt or anything, even if it was painful. He was tougher than that, surely!

"I... um," The dratini's mind went thunderously blank when the rocky titan set the lizard down on the ground - still keeping a stern hand on the creature's shoulder - and actually spoke down to him. Its voice was deep, bassey, and immediately conveyed an aura that spoke of strength and fortitude. It was the kind of manly voice that he'd do anything to have, and also the kind that immediately commanded his attention. But his nerves and shock kept him from answering as quick as he should have, instead just staring up at the behemoth almost stunned. Here was the sort of Pokemon that he'd been thinking about! Big, tough, strong... but probably not a lot of advice to offer to a little dratini like him. It took several moments for the young dratini to regain his composure, and even then his voice came out shaky and wavering. "I'm - I'm fine, thankyouforasking! No harm done, I think..."

He trailed off slightly as his attention drifted toward the Pokemon who was - presumably - the culprit of this... attack? Accident? Probably an accident. More specifically, his attention was drawn to the flame on the end of the Pokemon's tail, and with a shock, he realized it was a charmeleon. His eyes went wide at the realization, and the anxiety he felt with this situation in general was amplified when the big brute of a rhyperior actually made the fire-type apologize to him. It was all he could to do rush out his reassurance - this was an awful way to meet a freaking Charizard-to-be! "It's fine, really, I'm fine and it was just an accident, no harm no foul and there's no need for sorry - are you okay?

"Was that you in the barrel?"
His rambling was cut short when it dawned on him that this charmeleon was the source of light he'd caught a glimpse of when the barrel was rolling down the hill. His tone of voice had changed from almost frantic and nervous to slightly dumbstruck, as if he couldn't imagine how such a Pokemon could find themself in such a position. Looking up at him and drinking in his figure, he didn't seem immediately hurt, but he also didn't look... healthy. His tail flame was bright enough, good thing for a member of that line - he'd know, dragon-type fanatic that he was - but the rest of him heralded all sorts of red flags. He was big, but also littered with scars all over, to say nothing of the strange markings adorning him. He also just seemed out of sorts, for lack of a better term. Not confused, maybe, but just out of place. Like he'd just rolled down the freaking street in a barrel and was trying to come to grips with the fact. Almost worriedly, Osiris slithered forward closer to the fire type to look up at him, seeking out any sign of injury, his own pain almost forgotten. "Did you get hurt? That was probably really painful!"

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 7:30 pm

The hand on his shoulder did not let go despite his compliance. Anger flared as he tried to side-step out of the Rhypherior's grip only to have it strengthen and pull him back into place. His eyes narrowed as he shot a glare in the rock type's direction. While the mature pokemon's voice inspired respect in the young dratini, Garnet only found malice towards the monster. A low rumble started in the back of his throat, but it was quickly cut off as the dratini began to speak. The rhypherior relaxed once the dragon type said they were fine and he was finally released.

"Yes..." Garnet answered honestly after the dratini questioned if he was in the barrel. His attention was dragged away from the rock type as he focused on the dratini before him. Hurt? He ran a self-check as he began to look over his own body. Scrapes, bruises, but nothing serious compared to the marks of what old wounds left him. Come to think of it...he did not remember how he even got these scars. The charmeleon's eyes lingered on his left arm, where a ferocious bite had left its toll. Once again he cast his line out into his memories, but nothing could be pulled up no matter how hard he tried. The fire type's expression visibly fell as he stared at his arm in silence. A clear of the Rhypherior's throat snapped him out of the trance before he quickly answered, "I-I'm fine, I've faced worse." Why did that feel truer than he thought it to be?

The rhypherior seemed to have lost interest in the two as soon as the dratini stated that everything was fine. The monster grumbled about kids these days and going to sleep before it huffed, "Why were you in a barrel anyways? Some kind of new trend for you young'ins?"

"No, it was an accident. I was trying to...to..." the fire type trailed off as he realized that he could not access the memory of what he was even doing anymore. A puzzled look came across his expression as one of his claws raised to touch his chin in thought. His eyebrows pinched together in confusion as he mumbled, "I...don't remember..."

Despite how bad this situation seemed, it was good-for Garnet that is. The activity and interactions kept him busy, it kept him thinking. It broke him of the circles he would walk himself into and spared him a visit to the abyss of his mind.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Mar 26, 2018 8:18 pm

As close as he was daring to get close to the charmeleon in front of him, the dratini, of course, noticed when the reptile tried to escape the rhyperior's grip and was sternly jostled back into place. He drew back slightly at the display, blinking in surprise when the fiery lizard actually dared to glare at the goliath holding him still. It struck him as decidedly bold, but... perhaps such behavior shouldn't have been so surprising when he was in the presence of such strong Pokemon. Of course they'd butt heads a little bit - that was just nature. Still, it was somewhat shocking to witness and it halted his otherwise almost presumptuous approach of the scarred charmeleon in front of him. He'd never have it in him to react in such a way to a figure as imposing as the rhyperior, even if he was taking liberties like he was with this charmeleon. Osiris looked on worriedly as the reptilian figure actually checked himself for any injuries, as if he wouldn't feel them. Still, at the rhyperior's urging, he managed to confirm his own well being, and Osiris let himself breathe a sigh of relief. No one had been hurt. He nodded along absentmindedly as he processed this, the surprise and novelty of the situation as a whole dying down somewhat. There was no need to be so excited.

He almost felt a little silly for being so worried. Of course this guy had faced worse than a little accident like this. One look at the burly fire type would tell you that! There'd never been cause for any worry in the first place. Still, feeling a little bold, he didn't retreat any. Instead, he wriggled slightly to the side of the Pokemon in front of him, getting a look at him from a different angle with the aid of his flaming tail. He really was quite battle-damaged, and Iris had never before seen someone with... markings like that. If that's what they were. He couldn't for the life of him recall any kind of subspecies or variation of the charizard line, and he was a bit of a geek when it came to that kind of thing. Still, it was very possible he was just out of the loop, and it would be terribly rude to ask.

The dratini's brow furrowed as the rhyperior prompted an explanation from the charmeleon. And it was... sort of lacking. "You don't remember." The titan's voice was flat and obviously unbelieving, and at a glance, his face definitely mirrored his tone of voice. But to Osiris, this guy looked... lost. Like he was honestly confused about what had just happened to him. Either he was a method actor, or he was downplaying the fact that he had gotten hurt. Or maybe he just didn't know, and he'd hit his head or something during the ride or the crash and forgot and maybe he actually was seriously hurt. His eyes widened as his thoughts spiraled out of control, and the snakelike dragon didn't even notice the fact that he'd practically cut the rhyperior off from speaking again when he piped up.

"Are you sure you didn't get hurt? You came all the way at the top of the hill, did you maybe bump your head on the long way down when you crashed, or maybe you came from a place where you got hurt, or did you hit his head or something?" Visibly worked up now, the little dragon reared up to a higher height and trained his gobsmacked expression on the rhyperior now standing slightly off to the side. In response, all the monster did was raise two brows in unimpressed surprise. Like the accusation itself wasn't even worth considering, and once Osiris' mind caught up to his mouth, he deflated right back down and realized it was. It was more likely that this charmeleon was just up to something that he didn't want to admit to, but how something like that would involve a barrel, he wasn't sure. Maybe he did just smack his head or something; it was the only somewhat-feasible explanation he could think of. One more glance at the rhyperior to the side and Iris didn't like the increasingly impatient look on his face - maybe if he just prodded a little more... "Try to, um - try to think. Or, actually, does your head hurt? Are you sure you're okay?"

He wasn't sure if it was just him, but not being able to remember why he'd been in such an accident not a few moments ago seemed like cause for alarm.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Wed Mar 28, 2018 3:51 am

The disbelieving tone of the stone guardian meant nothing to Garnet as he searched the dark recesses of his mind for something he could latch onto. Each time he came up with something familiar, he would lose it immediately at the slightest distraction. The fire type folded one arm over another as he stood a bit straighter. His expression took on a more concerned look to it as he listened to the dragon type express interest in his situation. He reached an arm up to feel the top of his head as if he needed to check for some sort of head trauma, however, everything seemed fine up there to his knowledge.

He shook his head as he managed to latch onto a specific memory. It was not a very big one, but it at the least helped his situation. "No...couldn't remember before then either." His voice seemed a lot more distant now that the action died down. His desperate attempts to bring up his memories seemed to give him a headache. The clawed hand that reached up for his head began to press against him as he attempted to soothe the pain and force it to stop. This, of course, only resulted in more pain.

It was around this time, that a lowly pink blob began to make her way down the hill. Her walk pattern weaved back and forth, almost as if intoxicated. An almost ghoulish moan emitted from the voice of the blissey that could clearly be interpreted as, "Misterr Zirrrcooooon..." Garnet's attention was attracted to the blob and almost immediately he felt the same feeling that caused him to flee beforehand come up. His heart seemed to fall as the simple act of breathing suddenly became a challenge. His body lowered threateningly with claws outstretched. His eyes narrowed as a hiss was directed at the happiness pokemon's direction.

The charred normal type that was once full of vitality was now exhausted as she collapsed onto the ground nearby. She was not at all seriously harmed, but the energy expelled all across the day finally caught up with her. She too began to breathe as heavily as Garnet as she lifted her hands long enough to drag herself forward, "Pleaaaase can we just gooo baaaack? You're not ready to be dischaaarged..." the blissey begged with all she could.

Unfortunately for the normal type, he could not recognize what she even spoke of. The fire type narrowed his eyes, the feeling of fear and suspicion only caused him to become more defensive as he refused to answer the request. It was around this time that the unfortunate pokemon noticed that there were others with her patient now. With an exhausted smile she raised a hand and waved, "Oh, hello!" she tried to greet them with as much energy as she could muster.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Wed Mar 28, 2018 4:43 am

Unfortunately, it didn't seem like the charmeleon had anything else to offer. He simply raised one clawed hand up to his head as if the answer to his ordeal would be waiting there, before he shook it and confessed he knew nothing. Osiris didn't think he'd ever seen a Pokemon so out of sorts before, but to be fair, this guy had just took a trip down a hill into a barrel and crashed into a rhyperior of all things. He'd probably feel better once he got some rest... if he had a place to go back to. The little dragon didn't have much to offer, though, since there wasn't much for him to work with. Instead, he merely sighed in disappointment and cast his gaze in the direction that the charmeleon had come from. You'd think that getting stuffed into a barrel and rolled down a hill would be the sort of thing a Pokemon would remember, but either he was determined not to share the specifics behind it or he really had been knocked senseless. Thinking about it now, that was the sort of thing that had to be done to someone - he couldn't think of a reason that this guy would do such a thing to himself. But what kind of Pokemon could bully a charmeleon? What kind of Pokemon would be dumb enough to try?

He snuck another glance at the rhyperior standing by. Maybe that kind of guy. But it seemed he was only interested in making sure no one was hurt and that this situation got resolved peacefully. Even now he appeared to be only unimpressed with the fire type's explanation, placing two bulky arms on his hips and staring down at him unconvincingly. Not really malicious, but more like the stern no-nonsense kind of mean that reminded Osiris of his mother when she got worked up at him. Except... a lot more intimidating, and without the undercurrent of concern. "If it hadn't of been me you crashed into, if it was someone less - "

Before he could truly get started with his lecture, the rhyperior was cut off by the arrival of someone else. A very tired sounding moan echoed down from the direction Iris had been looking in a moment before, and he turned his head to take in the image of a blissey, of all Pokemon, trudging down in their direction. He took a dull note of the name she'd called - Mr. Zircon - before he took a moment to study her.  The poor woman looked completely wiped, and he couldn't help but notice the curls of hair on top of her egg-like body were almost... singed. If he squinted, they almost seemed to be smoking faintly. The rhyperior himself trailed off into a low 'ooh' almost understandingly when he looked at her, like the missing piece of the puzzle had clicked and he understood now. Osiris didn't quite understand, at that point, but when the charmeleon he'd scooted up so close too suddenly hissed, stretching his claws out and lowered his center of gravity defensively, something clicked for him too.

It happened at the same time he jumped in surprise, squeaking pathetically and scooting backward a healthy amount, eyeing the charmeleon with a now healthy sense of respect. His eyes darted between the approaching blissey and the hostile charmeleon, connecting the dots between them. Of all Pokemon, he had a difficult time imagining a freaking blissey pulling such a stunt off, but he supposed it was a strange world they lived in. The blissey pleaded for the previously lost-looking fire type to just go back with her, before she noticed him and the rhyperior and chirped an enthusiastic if exhausted greeting.

"Evenin' ma'am. You need any help reignin' this one in? Seems to be causin' trouble all on his own." The drill Pokemon was as straightforward as ever, but his tone held a small note of warmth for the cleary run down healer. The giant lifted his arms from his hips, and Osiris was a bit startled at the way he spoke of the charmeleon like he didn't have a choice in the matter. He didn't even react to his suddenly confrontative disposition, as if it didn't truly intimidate him or change the situation at all. Osiris was only thinking about saying something - he'd been shocked quiet for a bit now - until the rocky brute glanced down at him. "You might wanna come with, son, and get that tail of yours looked at."

Osiris stuttered for a moment as he mentally scrambled for a response. Truthfully, he felt fine. He could feel his tail end throbbing and aching, but it was dying down slowly and nothing felt wrong. The little drake was more concerned about the other Pokemon present here. The charmeleon did kind of look like he could use a trip to the hospital, all things considered, but he also clearly didn't want to. But who was he to voice an opinion against a freaking rhyperior? And what on earth was he supposed to say?

"Um, I'm really fine - I think I was just scared more than hurt. But, um, did... did - was it you..." Getting the words out was more difficult than he thought it would be. It was kind of a ridiculous thing to say, honestly, but it also needed to be said. This guy clearly wasn't going to stick up for this charmeleon, and maybe he had a right to an explanation considering he'd been technically hurt. After taking a moment to steady himself, Osiris sucked in a great breath and let it out in a rush. "Did-you-stick-this-guy-in-a-barrel-and-roll-him-down-a-hill?"

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Wed Mar 28, 2018 5:14 am

The blissey looked up at the rhypherior with a dazed glaze over her eyes. From toes up the muscular bulky round body to the firm yet friendly gaze of the ground type. Once her sight locked eyes with the pokemon that spoke to her, the pink tone of her face burned into a bright red before she forced herself up onto her feet. With her second wind of energy she spoke almost too quickly to be understood, "Oh-hello-there-Sir!" she paused for breath before she would continue, "Yes-please! He really shouldn't be wandering around like this, we're not even sure if his wounds are fully healed. He went through a really tough battle recently so he was brought to our establishment to get rested up. I set him in the bed and bandaged him up but the next thing I know he's just POOF with an open window and curtains'a'flyin! I've had to drag him back several times now but this time he's really managing to avoid me ohmigoodness I'm so sorry if he's caused you any trouble-I'll-tie-him-down-if-I-have-to-this-time" Her tiny hands plopped over mouth as she realized that she let her mouth wander a bit too much. She had no idea if anybody understood exactly what she said with how quickly her mouth ran, but she gave a flustered giggle and brushed off the dirt of her skirt.

Garnet wanted to turn tail and run, but he was kept rooted to the spot by his own fear and exhaustion. He could not understand a word of what this blissey said, but he did not like a single bit of it. He cast his glare to the Rhypherior as the rock type offered to help 'reign him in' as they put it. What did this pink pokemon want from him? Why did he get such a dreadful feeling from it? He backed away from the rock type this time, slow steps back but he would not turn and run completely just yet as his own morbid curiosity kept him in place. He did not even remember that this pink pokemon was chasing him...and more importantly, it seemed that the blissful pokemon knew who he was.

The blissey glanced over to the dratini as they asked their inquiry. She could not risk a shocked gasp with widened eyes before she spoke in a slower and more understandable voice, "No-no-no! Well, not on purpose at least! I was trying to bring him back to the hospital, but he's being a bit stubborn about his stay. I picked up a barrel he hid in and I must have spooked him because flames began to burst from the hole and I dropped it."

Garnet flinched as the female pokemon looked to him. His lips curled and a snarl escaped him, but she did not seem to be too intimidated by the lizard's antics. His voice spoke out in a much deeper and threatening tone, "I don't know you!" he declared, "Why would I go with you?"

The blissey's expression remained jovial, but silent frustrated screams could easily be recognized past the silent facade. The lovely pokemon spoke, "Mr. Zircon, I'm your assigned nurse. It's my duty to take care of you! I'm Mrs. Sweetswell, does that ring any bells?" she repeated for what was likely the thousandth time that day. Unfortunately, the result was always the same: a fume of threatening smoke rose from between his teeth. The longer this blissey stayed, the more antagonized he felt.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Wed Mar 28, 2018 9:31 am

It was all Iris could do to stare in confusion and mild astonishment as the blissey went on a small rant. She was speaking so heatedly and quickly that it was honestly hard to discern all of it, but Osiris caught enough tidbits that he thought could help put the story together. This Zircon fellow had a tough battle, went to the hospital, and had made his esape through the window. The dratini made it a point to back away slowly a few inches when the blissey let slip she'd tie him down this time - she apparently realized the severity behind this statement since she slapped her little hands over her mouth, but horrifingly enough she didn't take it back. Instead, she giggled and set about dusting herself off. Because that didn't make it even worse, nope, no ma'am nothing wrong with this here nurse. Even more bizarre was the rustic chuckle that he heard from the side, and Osiris turned flabbergasted when he realized that the rhyperior was actually laughing heartily in response to all this. It started out as a surpised little chortle, but quickly escalated to a deep belly laugh - he, himself, didn't understand was so funny about this. Grown ups were weird.

"No trouble, miss. Nicked this little fella's tail here on his way down, but I got to 'em quick enough. Let's get this guy squared away, shall we?" The dratini boggled when the gargantuan rock type actually turned in the charmeleon's direction as if to bodily pick him up again, the bulky arms that had been resting at his sides rising almost casually, but at that point the fiery reptilian had already taken several steps back. He had the pleasure of seeing the titan blink in surprise, but he felt his stomach flop when the rhyperior's expression changed, as if he just understood that this charmeleon wasn't willing to go back quietly. Again - not quite malicious, but... stern. Like this was going to happen no matter what, and it would just be easier for everyone if the fire type went along with it. But before any drastic measures could be taken, the blissey responded to him, and sort-of confessed to the deed. It'd only been halfway her fault that this had happened, as this charmeleon had apparently thought to hide in a barrel of all places. It dawned on him that this blissey apparently had planned on simply picking up the barrel and hauling her patient back to his bed. He suddenly possessed a healthy fear and respect for all three Pokemon standing near him.

The charmeleon still didn't want to go, though. And at this point, Osiris had no idea why he was still in the middle of this situation. He could just remove himself, head back home and curl up around his now sore and throbbing tail, but... well. He'd just met a charmeleon, of all the Pokemon in the world, and if that wasn't just the sort of guy he had been looking for earlier then he didn't know who would be. More than that, this Zircon guy was obviously tough and experienced, and this was sort of an opportunity to get on his good side. Get him away from this strangely well-intentioned browbeating at the hands of a rhyperior and a very questionable blissey, and if he was lucky they could talk a little. There was nothing else in the world that he liked more than dragons - even if that was a bit conceited of him - and charizards were some of the coolest. If nothing else, he'd be doing a good deed, probably? He seriously had no idea who here was in the right and what was the next best step, but this charmeleon was way, way cool.

So.

"AAH!" He all but shrieked from where he now was - between the legs incredibly heavy rock type present. His instant and shrill outburst caused the giant to step backward in alarm, and what he found undeneath him was Osiris, curled up in a manner very similar to how he had been when the charmeleon in a barrel ran over his tail once before. Only now, he was faking, purposefully shivering minutely, his exclamation dying off into a high pitched whine. He wrapped around himself over and over, hiding his tail from immediate view as he spun on the cobblestone street. "You, you, you stepped on it, again, oh by Arceus make it stop! Ow, ow, ow, ow!" The rhyperior's previously stern and businesslike countenance immediately melted to one of fear and panic - it was likely that he knew better than anyone just how much he weighed.

Even just one of his claw-like toes leaning on the tiny little dratini could end up being disastrous, and if he didn't quite remember shifting either of his feet, that little fact was washed away by the waves of anxious dread suddenly running over him. And if Osiris took a moment to glare at Garnet from underneath his headband in the middle of his snakelike rotation (conviniently hiding his expression from both of the much taller adults present), glancing between him and the alleyway at the end of the street frantically, then that too was ignored when the rhyperior stumbled backward a safe distance away, as if he was afraid of doing the same thing twice. His eyes were wide and panicked as he looked down at the dratini who's tail-end he'd presumably, likely just flattened. "Oh, shit."

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Wed Mar 28, 2018 2:17 pm

The blissey's face became as bright as a tamato berry as the large rock type offered to help her. She had let her mouth run a bit too free, but it did not disturb the ground type. She assumed that nobody actually heard what she said and carried on as if it had not happened. "Oh yes please-please-please! I don't think-ohmigoodness!" The blissey was abruptly cut off by the cry of the dratini. Her two hands slapped up to her mouth once more in order to cover it with a shocked gasp. Her eyes widened as she looked down at the little noodle that now seemed to writhe in pain.

"Oh dear-oh dear-oh dear!" the blissey panicked alongside the rhypherior, "are-you-okay-please-tell-me-you're-okay!" The blissey begged in a rapid-fire speech once more. She hopped excitedly on one foot then the other out of sheer nervousness for a brief moment before her instincts kicked into action. "H-Here let me help you with that!" Mrs. Sweetswell approached when the rhypherior backed off. Her arms were extended as she would attempt to pick up the smaller pokemon. If she was successful she would examine the tail whilst she used Heal Pulse on the tiny dragon. If the dratini rejected her offer or recoiled away, she would falter and insist that the dragon let her check up on him.

Aggression rose when the rhypherior reached out to him. A puff of flames charred the ground between him and the rock type, but no other actions were taken. This pokemon was given warning after warning, but it seemed like the nameless pokemon did not care a single bit about the damage Garnet could potentially do. The dratini's distraction successfully caught the attention of everyone in the area, Garnet included. He stared at the serpent in surprise, but fortunately, he was able to catch the hint. The dragon wanted to help him? As much as he would have loved to stay and question why, it was almost as if he was given permission to leave. He was provided ample time and distraction to turn and bolt off into the alleyway that the dratini looked to. However, there was still an issue that he noticed almost immediately.

His tail lit up the alley with light like a candle, it was the same problem as before with the barrel! He needed to think quick. He looked around for something to use that could cut the light from his tail without snuffing it out or setting it ablaze. The charmeleon could find nothing but flammable objects. His panic began to rise as he began to realize that this might have all been for nothing, this effort was fruitless. He was going to be dragged back against his will and be forced to stick around that blissey with no idea why. His heart pounded as his mind struggled to think of some sort of solution.

In the end, he managed to come up with an idea. The lizard reached around and grabbed his tail. The appendage was brought around his side as the tail was held before him. Without hesitation, the light went out...as Garnet stuffed the tip of his tail into his mouth. It burned. It really burned. The charmeleon held his place as he listened to the area around him. Time ticked by much too slowly as he endured the pain. He would open his mouth only briefly and slightly to allow the smoke to release, but the light was effectively contained within the confines of his maw.

Back with Mrs. Sweetswell, she hardly even noticed that her patient left. It was only after he was gone and hidden that she began to look around for him. "Mr. Zircon??? Oh dear, Mr. Zircon!!" she spoke up suddenly, though her cries ended with a sigh of exhaustion. She really hoped she was going to be paid for her overtime.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Thu Mar 29, 2018 3:35 pm

From where he'd curled up on himself in an attempt to mask his really-not-that-bad tail injury, Osiris had to wonder why the hell he thought this was a good idea. It was the only feasible way for a weak little Pokemon like him to make a difference in this kind of scenario, he supposed, since it wasn't like anyone was going to listen to him or be intimidated by him. And of course there was no way in hell that he would be able to drive off fully grown Pokemon like these two - one day, maybe, but not today. Not for a long time. Still, as busy pretending to writhe around in pain as he was, Osiris was caught off guard when the blissey reached forward and veritably scooped him up. Despite himself, he gasped in surprise and honest relief when he felt a wave of something wash over him. Considering the almost immediate absence of pain in his previously throbbing tail end that he felt and the scary nurse's occupation, it was pretty obvious that she's used some kind of healing move on him. His fake wailing died off quickly - that was the first time he'd ever experienced that particular sensation before. Any other time he'd gotten a scrape or a bruise or anything of the sort, he'd had to wait for it to heal the natural way.

The dratini had been hoping that the blissey would take him and run off back to the hospital she mentioned, not provide an instant solution to his "problem" and foil his distraction plan. That would have left the Zircon guy to make a clean getaway, as long as he could outrun the big ground type. So when she set him back down and began fussing in response to the suddenly absent charmeleon - good on that guy for being able to take a hint - he was left sitting in the middle of the street with a distraught blissey and a contrite rhyperior. "You're okay now?" The deep tone of the rhyperior's voice caught him flat-footed once again, and he looked up to drink in the almost apologetic expression on the goliath's face. His little distraction hadn't lasted more than a few moments, and it appeared the immediate solution had the brute feeling visibly relieved, if at a bit of a loss for words. He nodded dumbfoundedly up at the guardian, who cleared his throat before speaking again.

"I'm sorry - it was foolish of me not to be mindful of how I was movin' with such a little guy crawling around. If you hadn't of been here, ma'am, I don't know what..." It seemed like the immediate solution to such a potentially serious injury of his own making left the rhyperior feeling some type of way, as he stared back at the blissey with a visible, strong sense of gratefulness. "Thank you. That's a mighty fine ability you have there."

It wasn't quite the way Osiris had seen his little stunt working out, but maybe he could take it somewhere. The blissey had gone back almost immediately to looking around for her wayward patient (it was kind of frightening how simple-minded and determined she was proving to be) and given her supposed track record, she'd probably be able to run the guy down again if left to her own devices. He'd go after him in a minute, once he wasted a little bit of this lady's time. It wasn't as if she was gonna follow him, and if he left in the same direction as the charmeleon... Hopefully the guy would have the sense to get far enough so his tail fire wouldn't act as a beacon for where to find him again. "Er - yeah, wow. That was... thank you, missus. It doesn't hurt a bit any more!"

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Mon Apr 02, 2018 6:03 am

The blissey's move helped the little dragon type, much to her relief. It was not that she expected it to fail, but more so that she did not know if it would be enough. Ms. Sweetswell could not help but to give a long drawn out sigh of exasperation. Her body seemed to deflate almost as she registered all the trouble she will have to go through to find her patient again. This demeanor immediately vanished as she popped right back into her perky self upon hearing the rock type speak to her. Her defeated expression turned beet red as she grew flustered.

"Ohmigoodness, it's no big deal really! Any blissey could do it really, all it is is just a lil' heal pulse! It's great for minor physical injuries like that, but I could hardly do anything truly amazing with it. Pleasedon'tmindme!" her voice was quick once again-barely understandable even. The round pink pokemon gave a cheery salute, "What I mean to say uh-is...you're welcome. You should stop by the medicinal center if you still feel any pains or abnormalities later on. I'd like-no love-I mean, like to stick around longer," she cast a quick glance at the Rhypherior briefly before she continued, "But I really need to find Mr. Zircon again. He can't be left wandering alone like that! No-No-no!"

"If you guys see him could you bring him to the hospital?" she requested, "I'd be eternally grateful..." Unless the dratini did something, the blissey would resume her search soon once more.

The lizard she looked for, however, was not at all that far off. He was still in the alleyway the dratini pointed him to. His light, however, was both a problem, yet not a problem. The flame of his tail no longer lit up the area around him. The darkness of the alleyway made it difficult for him to see, but he preferred it that way. If he could not see them, they could not see him. The problem, however, was his ability to keep it that way. His mouth was still clamped down on his tail, the fire flickered and burned inside his mouth.

If he were not a fire type, this feat would have proved to be nearly impossible. Fortunately, that was not the case for Garnet. In a more misfortunate way, however, he was not entirely immune to the burn of his own flame. It took time for the pain to sink in, but he held down as if his life depended on it.

For all he knew, it did. The focus on hiding the light of his tail was all that remained in his mind. He could no longer recall what he hid from, but he could only assume it was something terrifying. He could feel water in his eyes as his body began to shake. It begged him to release the tail and relieve himself of this torture. All he would permit, however, is a low, quiet, and pained whine.

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PostSubject: Re: Blessing in Disguise   Tue Apr 03, 2018 10:12 am

The rhyperior's brows both rose when the blissey in front of him started off again, mouth moving at a mile a minute. This time, both Pokemon present were lost - it wasn't until she stole another glance at the rock type next to him that Iris realized she... ew. Oh, man, gross. She liked him - like, liked-liked him! The little serpent drew back bodily at this revelation, but an instant later he realized that it was exactly the kind of thing that he could use here. He'd been hoping to just stall the two of them long enough for that weird charmeleon to make a break for it, and hopefully find him later, but if he played his cards right here he could just send them off together. He took only a moment to feel sorry for the large rypherior that he was about to put at risk of contracting cooties, before hardening his heart and making his play. "Oh - oh, he's gone! I didn't even... okay, yeah, I'll go to the hospital if I feel funny later, but I can help you look for him!"

Taking a careful step away from the suddenly animated dratini - mindful of how he placed his feet, this time - the rhyperior realized that the trouble maker that had started all of this was suddenly absent. A wide range of emotion flickered across his face when the blissey asked for their help - likely, his help - shock, shame, and anger, before settling on determination. "Of course. He can't of gotten far; we just need to pick a direction and follow the light of his tail. He won't get away at this time of night." With a sense of alarm, Osiris realized that the unexpectedly perceptive rhyperior was looking in the direction that the charmeleon had actually fled. He was even more alarmed to find the bulky ground type looking down on him a moment later, a stern frown on his face. "He's already managed to hurt you once - at this time of night, you'd best run on home, young man. Let the adults handle this."

Careful, careful. He'd have to word this carefully to avoid stepping on any toes here. "Um - yeah, it's late. But I can keep an eye out! What say we split up? I'll go back home, and you guys can pair up and go the opposite way, and that way we can cast a larger net!" He slithered back a ways, staring up at the rhyperior's unconvinced visage nervously. It wasn't as if the rhyperior could truly stop him from looking, but what Osiris wanted here was for them not to follow him. He would go in the direction that he sent the charmeleon, and these two would hopefully pair up and go the opposite direction. From there, he'd have the mysterious stranger all to himself! "I'll shout if I see him; And I'm not totally helpless. He just surprised me last time, is all!"

Slowly, the drill Pokemon nodded his head, as if he had to allow himself to be convinced. "I suppose... an extra pair of eyes is not a bad thing. You see him, you shout, you understand? We'll come running, if no one else will." Hastily, Osiris nodded his acceptance, before turning tail and slithering away in the direction he had sent Garnet, dragging his satchel on the ground behind him. Before he could turn the corner, he heard behind him; "Shall we, Mrs. Sweetswell?"

The sight that greeted him upon turning into the alleyway was... less than sublime. He rounded the corner and looked up to see the charmeleon with his own tail-flame stuffed in his maw! On an intellectual level, it perhaps made sense, but Osiris was shocked enough that he was lost for a moment. It wasn't until Garnet whimpered painfully that he realized why he was doing it, and suddenly scrambled for something to mask the natural lighting of his fire. There was nothing immediately nearby, so he instead turned to the confines of his satchel. There was nothing in there but school stuff; papers, scrolls, writing utensils, and the sort. But the bag itself was... leather. It would maybe catch fire if the charmeleon held it over his tail long enough, but they only needed precious few moments. Urgently, the dratini bit the bottom of his own bag and dumped the materials out onto the ground, before tossing it in the direction of the charmeleon, shushing him as he did so.

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