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 Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 5:42 pm
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"Huh, Ein, not surprised." He said with a sigh. "I'll have to document all that later, may be helpful." He said to Tee before the man peeled his 'face' off, revealing the extent of his hybridism. Some hybrids appeared more human than Pokemon, others pretty even. It looked like Tee's hybridism was pretty heavy leaning towards the Pokemon side, the only saving 'grace' is his ability to produce a secondary, human looking, skin. "Huh, I knew you became a hybrid somewhere along the way I just never realized the extent. How is your control over your hybrid abilities? Have you found ways to train yourself in them since?" |
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 6:08 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 6:26 pm
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"Some worse than others it looks..." I made the mention. Orderly handed Doc the supplies then made its way over, getting another bed ready.
"Frankly, you'd be the one in this position normally, Blizzard."
"Aaaand you'd be complaining more and going on about how reckless I am. Do I sense hypocrisy going on right now?"
"More of the matter of what good is it going to do anyone here, especially when I expect more coming in. And so that we can make room...Orderly, take care of him. Adhesive."
"Adhesive? Wait, you're going to put glue on me?"
"What do you think I am? A kindergartner in art class?" Doc asked. "Its a bonding agent that doubles as a bandaid of sorts so your in-and-through injury can heal. For that matter, it's in a awkward spot; its not like I can get bandages on that anyways with anything resembling ease, not that a wound like that would allow that anyways. Be glad this isn't any draconian era because otherwise cauterization would be in order, if not outright amputation..." I had to shut up after such a thought.
Orderly pulls up a chair, grabs my wing and pulls it open. "AAACK! GEEZ! Hey! Watch it, Orderly! You do not have gentle hands, you know!?"
"Machaaa..."
"That Machamp has gentler and steadier hands than any Pokemon in the medical field. You mind your manners, otherwise I can't promise what'd happen." Doc said as Orderly starts placing the adhesive under the feathers, tending to my wing injury. After a few moments, Orderly reached over and grabbed a white plastic object off the nearby counter. I didn't think anything of it at first, until Orderly pressed it against the injury and squeezed it and it gave one hard click.
"HOLY HELL!" I immediately jerked away as the pain rushed up my wing once more. I stared at what he did, one metal piece embedded into my wing. "DID YOU JUST FREAKIN' TAKE A STAPLER TO ME!?"
"You're loud today..." Doc said.
"Orderly just stapled me!"
"Yes, he did. Its quicker than stitches and...supposed to be less dramatic..." Another click and another shot of instant pain which made me jump out of my chair. Orderly closed shut the other side.
"WILL YOU STOP!?"
"Maacha." A bit of a disapproving look out of the Machamp.
"Yes, I agree." Doc said.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 7:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2018 7:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 22, 2018 6:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 12:59 pm
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SubonicXP "Huh, Ein, not surprised." He said with a sigh. "I'll have to document all that later, may be helpful." He said to Tee before the man peeled his 'face' off, revealing the extent of his hybridism. Some hybrids appeared more human than Pokemon, others pretty even. It looked like Tee's hybridism was pretty heavy leaning towards the Pokemon side, the only saving 'grace' is his ability to produce a secondary, human looking, skin. "Huh, I knew you became a hybrid somewhere along the way I just never realized the extent. How is your control over your hybrid abilities? Have you found ways to train yourself in them since?"
Tee shook his head, "Not really. At least not consciously." He moved over to a bed in an attempts to lie down.
"Outside from my initial combat skills being able to produce a overlying skin is the only ability I'm aware of. Takes at least a day or two before it returns while I sleep. Anything beyond that I haven't honed. That and my persuasion or negotiation skills might have improved with this forked tongue." He added on.
Reno Vantas Slowly maneuvering around the two men inside of the room, Reno would reach under the bed and pull out a container holding a few extras of his robotic left arm alongside a few miscellaneous parts. "Yeah, can't come in here. I didn't take anything. I just added my own stuff." Pausing for a moment, he added. "Well, I looked at some stuff in here but I didn't take it out." Looking towards Tee as he removed his skin, the channeler would look for a moment before shrugging. "Not even top ten for weird things Ein made. Should show you the S-seties stuff. But that was certainly a gruesome undercover op. Get anything else of import? Besides PTSD?"
Tee's curiosity was peeked by Reno's question. "As far as information-wise goes I have no idea where Ein went after that incident. There's quite a bit of information passed along to Sub but I'm sure he would let you know if there was something. But what is S-seties?" He looked down at the box he was moving and asked, "How did that happen, if you don't mind me asking?" |
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 2:28 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 23, 2018 4:43 pm
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I woke up later that evening to the sound of my SNAG going off. Brushing off my tiredness, I accessed the device to find a message from Keiko. Glad to hear from her, I accessed the message and opened it.
'GRAY, can you trace this message?" I asked.
"What's the matter? Can't sense her emotions? Why don't you get your hacker friend to do all your dirty work for you?" GRAY asked, clearly trying to get under my skin, but I didn't have time for that.
"I know how much that annoys you. Which is why I'm asking you instead. Can you trace the message, or not?" I asked, not in the mood to deal with GRAY's crap considering that Keiko might be in some serious trouble.
"Oh, alright. Give me a moment," GRAY quipped, staying quiet afterward. While waiting, I got some stuff ready. I'd send a message to the rest of the team before having GRAY Claydolport me to the location the message was sent from. Rala was still worn out from helping me clear landmines out of the vicinity of Virbank City twice, and I needed to save her energy as much as possible.
"The signal is coming from Pyrite City in the Orre region, but it's pretty weak. It might originate from the Under, a subterranian city beneath Pyrite. That might explain the weak signal, but I can't promise anything. I take it you want Claydol to take you there, since you're too lazy to show that Gardevoir of yours all the Pokemon centers in the known regions?" GRAY asked, unable to avoid getting one more jab in despite his programming forcing him to be helpful.
"Yeah, thanks," I muttered, too angry for GRAY's insults to register. I messaged the rest of the team before having Claydol teleport me to Pyrite.
From Terashi Keiko has asked me for help. I don't know what she's going through, but her SNAG's signal is either coming from Pyrite City or the Under, a subterranean city beneath Pyrite. I'm going there to see if she's okay. I'd appreciate anybody that's willing to come with, but I don't know what I'm getting myself into, so I'll understand if some of you would rather not. That said, there's a chance that I'll need all the help I can get.[/quote[
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