Hospitals and Visits, Oh My!

[punchvolcanoes]

Who: Sick animals and you
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.

For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.

Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.

She could try to learn from this.

On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.

His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.

It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.

Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.

[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]

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Re: Sometime Thursday 16th

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

She got a drowsy grunt in response. His only visitors so far had been his teammates and Max; honestly, he didn't expect that anyone else was going to come. He would have told her to get lost if he'd known just who was coming to see him, but in his sleepy, half-aware haze, he simply assumed that it was Bulba or Green checking in on him again.

[punchyourbrains.livejournal.com]

Euphrosyne was a polite creature, but her curiosity got of the better of her.

The door opened, and the petite, sleek Espeon stood, her short fur and twin tails taking delicate measurements of the air. She noted every smell, every tiny sound. It was easier to utilize her abilities as an Espeon, everything came so easily and clearly. As a human, her world was dull, harder to perceive. She could not read so automatically, not unlike a plugged nose. She was not completely barred from her psychic powers, and they came when she thought about them, but her world in that awkward human body was closed. Dangerous.

It seemed safe, but she again, here, would be courting danger. The Espeon saw many beings in layers and this Charizard of Green's was no different. What she actually perceived from others was another matter; moods and attitudes shifted like the weather.

Her delicate paws daintily stopped a foot before the room's occupant before she sat, observing. Her muscles were taut, attuned to the slightest hint of harm that might come from the orange dragon.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Char continued to just lie there at first. After the silence continued a little longer than it should have, though, he started to get curious. One eye opened blearily, heavy head hovering an inch or two off the pillow as he peered around his surroundings.

It took a little longer to finally take notice of Euphie, but once his fuzzy mind finally connected the dots, he snapped to attention immediately. His tail immediately shot away from her, curling protectively around his body. A low growl rumbled up from his throat, letting her know that he was not going to put up with any gloating from Red Team and he was still Very Much Capable of Fighting, Honest.

[punchyourbrains.livejournal.com]

There was no gloating. She was a very modest Espeon after all. She might have shuffled away somewhat, not quite hitting a full defensive stance if by her prickling indicating more protectiveness than active harm from the other creature.

She simply flattened her ears, curling her own tail around her body. Char might have seen the pronged end still twitch and sense, forever erect. The emotional projection was gentle concern. Guns were scary things, frequent things around the Academy, and her empathy link was damp with worry. Two shot Pokemon in a week?

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

First Sonny Moe, and now this stupid cat. What was with Red Team and this stupid caring act? He wasn't their buddy. He neither wanted nor needed anyone feeling sorry for him, least of all one of Red's.

Euphie might have noticed a tension rippling through his thoughts, down his spine. That psychic... thing she did put him on edge. Rubbed him the wrong way. He was good at keeping secrets on the outside, but... mental control wasn't exactly his specialty. He wasn't sure exactly how psychics worked, but the idea that they might have been capable of cracking open his brain and prying out all the things he guarded so jealously was unnerving.

"I ain't interested in your sympathy. Beat it."

[punchyourbrains.livejournal.com]

Euphrosyne only tilted her head, but she kept her distance. However, it was not enough to get her to leave.

She decided to lower her communication strictly through body language. Psychics, when they were aware of them, unnerved some, and she was aware of it. Char was spared from any further mental communication, for now.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

Char was sincerely wishing that Shadow Claw was still part of his moveset at that moment. Even if he'd still had the move, even if he'd had the strength to reach Euphie at all... he knew he wouldn't be able to do much worse than a halfhearted little bap in her general direction.

It was frustrating. A reminder of just how much one stupid little shot had set him back. Just another goddamn situation where one of Red's was doing as they pleased and he couldn't do a thing to stop it. His tail flame flickered, sputtering in a feeble attempt to flare up even a little.

No good. His head flopped back down again, a quiet, dissatisfied growl the only sign of resistance Char offered up. Whatever. She could do as she liked. Not like he cared.

[punchyourbrains.livejournal.com]

Maybe the observing espeon made a little tiny noise of disapproval. It might be been the gentlest puff of breath, a wisp of exasperation, but she uncurled her tail and stood up.

So stubborn, if her thoughts were words.

She delicately stepped around the Charizard, keeping her distance, but perhaps stopping around the injury. Try as the dragon might, she was not going to go away anytime soon; she knew there was something else in there. Aware of the nature of Charizards and her friend and dear companion Sasha, this orange counterpart intrigued her, since their encounters at Kanto and Johto.

The tension around the Academy recently made her all the more aware of the fact that at the end, they were Pokemon and there were Humans. They were not species of Pokemon, but simply Pokemon all the same. They would have to stand together, at the end of things.

(Just sometimes, some had to die for the sustenance of others.)

Meanwhile, gently, she stepped towards Char's wound.

[blazinglizard.livejournal.com]

That grumpy bass rumbling grew louder the moment she moved. The tail was the most precious part of a Charizard. After all, that light shuddering at its tip was his soul, his heart, his very life itself. It wasn't exactly something he'd ever invited anyone to go touching; at best, he simply tolerated contact from that very small group of people that he branded "worthy of trust".

Euphie was not one of those people.

The flame's flickering quickened. Though Char didn't move just yet, his limbs tensed, prepared to spring at a second's notice. Rather than glancing away in a show of apathy, his eyes were wide, focusing intently on the cat moving toward his tail.