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M8 (Nhees side) -1- Medical mishap“Ah..now what to use?”
Troubled, Nhee the Skitty selected a bottle from the somewhat well stocked shelves to stare at the carefully placed label he had stuck on, shaking his head before placing it back and selecting another. Head colds weren’t that rare in case of illnesses, but he had seldom dealt with fire types. This one seemed very ill indeed and it was worrying, but he had no doubts that he could at least make something to help.
Besides, with limited medical support in Tao right now, he was slightly surprised that the water type had come here. Their place certainly didn’t scream “there are doctors here”; maybe she had just wandered to a nearby place..yes, that seemed more practical.
Shaking those thoughts from his head, the male Skitty selected the bottles he needed and a few herbs, grinding them in the pestle he kept nearby. With that done he added it to a pot he had set in the middle of the room earlier, listening for the correct crackling noi
M8 (Nhees side) -3- Boot em outSafe..finally safe.
Gasping as Tao Village entered his sight, Nhee huffed and flopped down on the grass, entirely spent. He was out of practice with running, usually doing endurance training with Kekliss whenever they had time. With the current events though there hadn’t been enough time and now..now she was gone.
No, he couldn’t think like that; she was going to come back. All he had to do was be patient and wait like she told him to. If she believed that then he would too. He trusted her enough –and they had been through enough together-, that if she told him to do something he would act without hesitation.
Coming out of her thoughts as almost silent wing beats became known in his range of hearing, the Skitty shifted to one side slightly as the newest member of their Team, a Hoothoot named Yorik, landed beside him. They were a curious individual, both mysterious and yet fascinating at the same time in the short time they had known each other.
The most interesting as
M8 (Nhees side) -Final- It's not what you think“Mossy Village, hm..” the Skitty mumbled as his paws went down easily on the silken webs that covered the entire village. He had lost Yorik mid way into the village but was confident they would meet up later no matter what happened “I suppose it has become somewhat more charming than before. Although..”
Trailing off in mid-sentence the fedora wearing Pokemon peered about the area, their seemingly closed eyes searching for the Shedinja with the moon dust carried in their back. How a Pokemon could carry such a thing he couldn’t recall, but as to how they were supposed to obtain it..didn’t it say in the letter?
Distracted by the random yell from over yonder, Nhee turned in half interest to see a Pokemon running towards him, almost smashing into the Skitty before they bent over to get a closer look. Face to face with the gentlemon they suddenly grinned before pulling back, cocking their head to one side in interest.
Mission 8 Prologue_Sealed with a smileSitting by herself, her back up against one of the few huts that surrounded the village, a heavily furred Zangoose gave a sigh, which came out more like a wheeze as her already bone dry throat protested against the abuse she was giving it. It had been difficult enough sleeping in such weather where it was a struggle to keep cool but she had managed..barely.
The air was stifling to a heavily furred Pokemon such as herself; how the others could stand it she wasn’t even sure. Trying to take a few deep breaths the blind mon was soon struggling to breathe, her throat seeming to close in on itself even more before she got her breathing under control. Wheezing and panting with the effort, Kekliss tried to draw in as much air as her already torn throat would allow, reaching up to trying to rub at it with one of her paws. As soon as she did so, a hoarse curse was uttered as the Zangoose accidentally sliced off some of her neck fur with one of those very sharp claws. Even if Eri had
EP's M8 -(Final)- I thought we were Rescuers..Zephyr was silent the entire way back, lost in his thoughts – or something much darker- but no one could tell. Tank seemed fraught with worry, his different coloured eyes swerving back to his partner throughout the entire way back. Once they had landed the Zorua simply curled up as if to go to sleep, his half lidded gaze staring straight downwards at nothing..or maybe it was something?
With a worried gaze, Tank sniffed at his partner before trotting back to begin circling, as if making sure of something. Both members of Team Fudge were worried as well, concern showing on both of their faces as they sat down to rest for a bit. Mossy Village was a fair ways away and they needed at least a little bit of down time before
“So what do we do now, Muffins?”
Mike was about to reply when Tank suddenly shot by the pair, ramming into his partner with such force that the Zorua ended up tails over ears in a heap, face down in the dirt while his fluffy tail flopped down to cover his
EP's M8 -2- It's too dark for dangerAwakening back in the forest, the two Teams then set out to meet up with Barty and Chill. The mission he had for them was actually a rescue mission, but strangely enough it was to rescue the Rogue Leader Gunpowder, who had gone mission while exploring a cave.
A “bad Pokemon” lived in that cave and had captured the Gabite for punishment or payment for..something. It was a good thing the meeting spot wasn’t too far from the forest and before long they were floating high in the air on Barty who would wait for them until they got back.
Although getting to the cave, it seemed, would be a task in itself.
“Hey c’mon, hurry up!” Chill called to the two Teams, waving the steel fan urgently as he scrambled up the hill with renewed vigour while everyone else raced to catch up with him. “Gunpowder’s not going to get out of danger any faster while you guys are all sitting about talking!”
“Chili’s really steamed about this, isn’
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