65. [Video/Action for Goldenrod] backdated to late afternoon May 21

[foolishwren]

 _{[Johto had gotten a brief taste of summer, but it looked like they were subject to belated April showers for awhile longer...]}

[Normally Heather wouldn't mind so much-- being cooped up did make her a little stir-crazy, but it just meant the sun's next appearance would be all the more satisfying-- but she'd kind of wanted to, y'know, keep showing her dad the NEW WORLD they were currently inhabiting. Oh well. Stuck in the hotel for the time being, it looks like.]

[Besides, she's... got another matter to think about right now.] 

Bet you'd get along with Butch...

_{[She pats the enormous pink hide of the drowsy Slowbro lying on the carpeted floor next to her absent-mindedly, watching the rain trickle down the window. On one of the plush seats scattered in various locations around the lobby, Godzilla sprawls, looking a little sulky-- sulkier than usual, even. But then, it's nothing new for him to be a little petulant.]}

[As for Heather, she looks sort of thoughtful, and a little melancholy, when she addresses the network. The rain today is ... somehow appropriate.]

Hey, so...

I don't know if anyone else here really... uh, knew him, but... James S-- .... Sunderland disappeared sometime pretty recently. He left a bunch of his Pokemon behind... um... I guess if anyone knew him and uh... wants to take care of one of 'em...

_{[She gives Pinky-- ugh, Pinky, what a lame name... she won't change it, out of respect for James, but maybe she'll call him something a little less... doofy. Pink, maybe. Like Pink Floyd!-- another pat on the head. The big Pokemon rumbles sleepily.]}

[Meanwhile, Godzilla glares over from behind Heather in a generally surly manner. He's been getting shunted aside in favor of all these new Pokemon lately and he doesn't like it. AND he's hungry AND his head is kinda hurting AND he's bored and wants attention. >8( He lets out a huff, which goes unnoticed by Heather, who continues talking.]

Anyway, he and his wife are both gone now. He didn't... talk a whole lot, so I guess it's probably safe to say not many people knew hi-- cut it out, Zilla, I'm doin' something.

_{[The Totodile, which had been pawing slightly at the hem of her vest, withdraws with a surly expression. HMPH.]}

But yeah.

James's gone.

Otherwise... uh, how about this weather, huh?

_{[Godzilla lets out a squeaky snarl, covering his ear-holes with a wince. UGH. Everything is making him so MAD right now. Especially the fact that he's being blown off! His trainer is so MEAN!]}

[So mean.]

[It happens very quickly. There's a flash of ivory teeth as the strong-jawed crocodile Pokemon suddenly surges out of his seat and clamps his jaws down with an awful snap around Heather's bare elbow.]

[The girl's face goes from casual to shocked in the space of a split second before the 'Gear goes flying.]

YEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH---!






_{[ooc: Action replies can either be in the Goldenrod hotel lobby or in the Pokemon Center ten or fifteen minutes after the broadcast!]}

Comments

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[She doesn't reply to that, but nods a little bit to show she appreciates it. Once in the backroom, the nurse gestures her to hop onto the table, which she does.]

[As the nurse peels the coat away to take a look at the injury, Heather does speak up.]</sub>

Kaito, you uh... don't have t'stay... this could get ugly.

_{[Not everybody liked blood, after all.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

I've seen worse.

[aka he isn't leaving]

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[foolishwren]

_{[At first she shoots him a glance-- honestly not sure if she WANTS him to stick around. Heather wasn't the sort to be ashamed of being hurt, scared, or needing patching up-- but that didn't necessarily mean she wanted people THERE when she was getting mopped off the floor. ... But... she really did hate hospitals. A lot.]}

... Thanks.

_{[And then she shuts her mouth with an abrupt click as the nurse starts dabbing disinfectant around the edges of the wound.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

[As does he. So he understands. And may be reaching for her free hand so he can give it a squeeze while they do that]

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[foolishwren]

_{[Feeling his hand on hers makes her glance over at him again in surprise, brows raised. Then, with a sort of half-embarrassed, half--genuinely-grateful scoff, she turns her hand so that it can grasp his in return. Time to defuse her own sheepishness with some humor!]}

Just a warning, you're basically offering up your hand to be crushed in the line of fire once the stitches start going i--oh my god. OW.

_{[And there go the stitches. ... Okay well she'll TRY not to crush his hand. Excessive hand-squeezing on the part of the person in pain was clearly too un-hardcore for Heather.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

[-- ow ow okay that is some squeezing, but! He is not letting the slight pain it's causing show. He'll hold her hand anyway >:]

They didn't give you anything to numb you first? Geez!

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[foolishwren]

_{[Heather's busy biting her lip, but the nurse doing the stitches (who looks sort of relieved that Heather's not one of those people who wigs out and squirms) speaks up.]}

We put a mild numbing agent on, but--

--it doesn't do much.

_{[Heather goes ahead and finishes that sentence.]}

It's okay, m'fine-- just surprised me.

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[bakaitoukid]

I can tell.

[he gives her hand a squeeze. you're almost theeeere]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[GAWD this is sort of embarrassing... But at least it's Kaito. And not some random person.]

[She stays stoic for the rest of the procedure, although she makes some pretty epic FFFFFFFFFFFF DB< faces every time the needle goes in.]</sub>

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[bakaitoukid]

. . .

Last time I had stitches, the guy sewing me up forgot to put any kind of numbing agent on my injury.

[that is what he gets for forgoing hospitals :(]

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[foolishwren]

Really? Ow. Sounds like it-- fffffssssph. _{[A last hiss as the stitches are finished up.]} -- hurt like hell.

[action]

[bakaitoukid]

It did. [grumps]

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[foolishwren]

What were the stitches for, outta curiosity? _{[She says, as she holds out her arm for them to bandage up. Ow.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

[glancing over at the nurse, then back at Heather. Saying quite nonchalantly]

Gunshot wound.

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[foolishwren]

_{[Gunshot wound? Heather raises her brows and sort of bobs her head in an impressed nod.]}

Nice.

_{[The nurse looks up, stares at them both for a second, opens her mouth... and then decides against it and just goes back to wrapping the wound. ._. SHE JUST WORKS HERE.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

[snort]

I dunno if 'nice' is the word I'd use to describe it.

[action]

[foolishwren]

Well, it's impressive, in any case. Got a scar?

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[bakaitoukid]

Are you kidding? It's kinda hard to get shot and not have a scar.

[ROLLIN' UP THAT SLEEVE.

As you can see there is a rather large bit of pale skin lining the side of his shoulder. It's a fairly nice-sized scar. This is also what he gets for not going to a hospital afterward]

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[foolishwren]

OOH. That must've hurt like a bitch.

<sub>[She sounds impressed!]

[... The nurse, on the other hand, is looking distinctly uncomfortable. WHAT IF THESE KIDS WERE IN A GANG. She finishes tying off the last bandage.]</sub>

Well, you're-- um, free to go wait in the lobby...!

Oh-- really? Sweet, thanks!

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[bakaitoukid]

[Waving delightfully at the nurse as he stands up to head toward the lobby]

That didn't take as long as I thought it would.

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[foolishwren]

Ugh, more than five seconds is too long for me. _{[Though that's just the complainer in her talking. She's gone much longer than that without more than amateur aid for her wounds before.]}

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[bakaitoukid]

I don't think anyone alive can stitch up injuries in five seconds.

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[foolishwren]

Yeah, but I can still wish.

_{[She starts to bend her elbow experimentally, then hisses.]}

Ow.

No crazy gymnastics for ME for awhile...

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[bakaitoukid]

Oooi. Give yourself a few days before you try anything funny.

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[foolishwren]

Yeah, yeah...

_{[GRUMBLE GRUMBLE.]}

I guess I should... hand over Zilla's Pokeball to someone. To like... get him checked out or something.