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When Professor Oak’s device worked on Jason, Gaelan’s eyes lit up with malicious delight. “Well, it seems he’s not human.” As soon as the device began working, the fiery Pokémon began trying its best to set the entire base on fire, but managing to only burn the wallpaper. Adrian slapped it with a clawed arm to keep the Pokémon quiet.
Gaelan quickly considered his options and then nodded to himself, “Alright, Sandstream, make sure that Quilava doesn’t burn the place down.”
“Right!” Sandstream replied cheerfully and began smothering any smoking or singing parts of the walls and floor with a Sand Attack.
“Adrian, rough up that Quilava with an Aqua Tail just to make sure.” Before the words even left Gaelan’s mouth, the Kabutops was rushing towards Jason again, with a spiraling torrent of water circling around its spiny tail. The fossil Pokémon took great delight in attacking the Quilava with its powerful attack. That would teach it not to attack his trainer and defenseless old ladies.
Gaelan unhooked a vacant Great Ball from his belt and pressed the button, causing it to enlarge and activate. “I wonder whether Pokeballs still work…” He chuckled, maliciously. “Alright, Quilava. You’re going to tell us what you know about any legendary Pokémon or else.”
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I’m fine with that suggestion.
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Gaelan shouted angrily as the darned Pokémon hit him once more in the face as it rushed by, with Kabutops angrily in pursuit. The water pokemon promptly dashed through the open path the Quilava cleared and rammed into Jason.
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Gaelan nodded to Ryuu. “I’m glad you’re okay. In times like these, humans need to look out for each other.” He paused and sighed, “Please don’t give me your only means of transportation just because I’m acting like a decent person…-what?”
The trainer turned to face his Breloom who had been clutching Gaelan’s sleeve with a magenta colored claw. “I’m sorry, we let that Quilava escape…”
Gaelan sighed, subconsciously rubbing the place where he had gotten hit by the Quilava. “It’s okay. I’m just glad you had the sense not to get involved with a fire Pokémon. It didn’t do anything to you guys, did it?”
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Adrian sprung back to his feet, more surprised than actually injured by the fiery attack. “So that’s the way you want to play, hmnn” With his claws fully extended to either side of him, he sprinted forward with all of his speed, jetting water behind him in an Aqua Rush to catch up to and attack Jason.
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Adrian chuckled under his breath when he caught up to the Quilava in a dark alleyway. He stretched his arm-blades out, enjoying the way the sunlight reflected off of the shiny chitin. “You CAN’T have thought that one through, rat.”
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Gaelan fell to the ground as a streak of red and yellow hits him smack-dab in the forehead. “Oww! WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL!?” Sandstream chattered happily from inside, pleased that no serious violence broke out, “Hahhahah, Firesparker went fwooo! Bad word, bad word, you said a bad word!”
The trainer groaned, but got back up despite the injury. There was no time to lose, there was still a possibly dying person who needed his help! A low hiss from Adrian sounded from behind him. “Gaelan….” The trainer nodded as picked up the oxygen tank and opened the door to the headquarters, the oxygen mask and tubing wrapped loosely around his arm. “Go ahead, Adrian, but don’t wander past our territory and come back if it looks too rough. You don’t want to be lured into a trap or something.”
Gaelan quickly strapped the elastic band of the oxygen mask over Ryuu’s head with Brielle adjusting the oxygen tank regulator and pressure, while the Kabutops dashed off after his quarry.
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All eyes immediately snap towards the cheeky Quilava who had been skulking about the rafters. Immediately, Brielle’s eyes narrow angrily. She disliked fire type Pokémon as a matter of course, and the idea of a sneak-weasel trespassing on their HOME riled her up even more. “W-What are you doing here!? You better explain or else!” She began hopping angrily, tail thrashing with agitation.
Sandstream looked at the newcomer, back to her angry older sister and then back to the newcomer again. “If you try anything, you’re gonna get it, mister!” She stuck her tongue out impudently at the Quilavea, revealing two pointy fangs.
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Gaelan nodded, snatching the keys and rushing out of the building to go get the oxygen tank, his mind in a blur. Adrian rose and followed behind, partly to keep an eye on his trainer and partly to lend his superior strength.
There were allergies, and then there was whatever Ryuu had. He had seen people get allergic reactions, and he himself was mildly allergic to felines, but normally those kinds of problems caused trouble breathing or rashes and hives, not internal hemorrhaging. Something was seriously, wrong and he was worried that another of the few sane people left in this crazy war might get die.
He threw the door of the car open, his eyes quickly alighting on an oxygen tank and mask. With a soft grunt, he picked one of the cylinders up. “Thanks Adrian,” he said, when the Kabutops helped him by lifting the mask carefully to keep it from trailing along the ground. “…No problem.”
If the oxygen mask helped the Rocket leader, then did that mean the disease was solely airborne? Yet another thing to think about…
Gaelan and Adrian headed back to the HQ quickly, hoping that Ryuu would be alright.
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The sad news about Professor Oak halted Brielle in mid-bounce. “Professor Oak is..!” She let out a gasp of horror, holding her red-tipped fingers to her face in shock. Adrian drooped with sorrow, while even the normally joyous Sandstream’s eyes watered.
Gaelan’s eyes flashed angrily as he hissed, “Fools! Those stupid fools! Oak might have actually been able to help us, all of us, and yet they couldn’t keep themselves in check.” He began to pace angrily, “And what about all of the Pokémon the good professor was taking care of? Did they help him escape, or did they just run off and ABANDON him!?”
The second to last word was raised as an angry screech.
There was a pregnant moment of silence before Gaelan’s shoulders drooped, “I apologize, that was uncalled for. I was just…disturbed by the news and the violence of some of the Pokémon we’re dealing with.”
He paused again, truly embarrassed by the temper tantrum he had just shown, and to a complete stranger! “I- I’m sorry for what happened. I never actually knew the man, but I know losing a good friend is a great loss. If the Pokémon went berserk then there really was nothing you can do, I hope you and Death don’t blame yourself, Miss Giovanni.”
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“We don’t know, but I’ve got to try. There’s no way I can live like…this. If even one of these things will bring us closer to stopping this nightmare. I’m headed to the Hoenn region, but I’ll probably do some spying along the Kanto shoreline and try to get some intel while I’m at it and see if the peacekeepers have anything.” Gaelan couldn’t help but laugh, yet his regular laugh came out as a hollow, yet somehow almost hysterical cackle. Adrian’s gaze fixed on his trainer and he tilted his head to the side questioningly.
“Ahem, well. Sorry about that. Anyway…an oxygen tank…that’s a weird thing to have in your car. If you don’t mind me asking, why do you have an oxygen tank? Does it slow the disease or something? Because I certainly don’t intend to scuba dive all the way to Hoenn.” He spoke the last jokingly, his red eyes flashing.
Brielle spoke up, having been listening in part to the conversation. “What happened to Oak?”
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Sandstream grinned at the praise while Brielle sighed, “Oh boy. We’ll never hear the end of it now.”
Gaelan blinked, starting to feel some concern for the trainer in front of him. She hasn’t been attacked, had she? “No problem, Ryuu. Take as long as you need. If there’s anything I can do for you, just ask.”
Adrian returned to his meal watching the two humans warily while Brielle decided to keep her younger sister occupied and out of trouble by playing with Gaelan’s pokeball belt. They ran around the room, slapping stickers onto the front and throwing them on the ground at each other to create mini clouds of petals and confetti.
Meanwhile, Gaelan paused, it’d be more than a little awkward to just stand while the crime boss was sitting so he made sure to busy himself collecting the last few things he needed for his outing and packing them carefully away into a hiking backpack.
“I hope you don’t mind, I’m just getting a few things together for my trip. I have a list of supplies to look for that might be able to be used for a cure.” Gaelan paused, ” Of course they might not work but you’ve got to have hope…”
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Well, Meg was clearly done with class and listening to Professor Stein. As we walked out, Stein asked us to help as well but my friend just ignored him. I shot the mad scientist a slightly apologetic shrug as I got dragged along for the ride. Where the Meister goes, the Weapon goes. Although class was important, establishing a good Meister-Weapon connection had to be the priority. Even Professor Stein would agree with that.
Outside in the hallway, I could feel my heart speed up in anticipation. Although I transformed often to keep my skills sharp, I hadn’t attempted to partner with a Meister since Orientation. I really did hope this would work out well. It’d be nice to finally have a Meister. “Alright, here I go.” I concentrated on my weapon form, feeling my soul slip into comforting shadows as I briefly glowed blue before transforming fully into a glaive and landing in Meg’s hands.
((Tartarus, you inspired me to come with a pic for my character. I can’t draw people, so I just edited an incredibly obscure anime character. But I drew the glaive! ^w^;
http://postimg.org/image/e5vj6sw3x/ )) -
“I see, I’m sorry for your loss.” Gaelan meant that honestly. He had no idea what he would do if his Pokémon left him. On the other hand, if the Rocket leader had been mistreating her Pokémon, then maybe it was best they were gone.
He paused for a moment, trying and failing to not stare at the horns on top of the woman’s head, trying to place the Pokémon they belonged to. Sandstream made a slurping noise as she continued to eat, snapping Gaelan back to the present.
“Oh, I apologize for being rude. My name is Gaelan. This is Adrian, Brielle and Sandstream,” he said pointing to each Pokémon in turn as he introduced them to Ryuu.
“Can I get you anything to eat? We were just finishing brunch.”
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Gaelan’s red eyes narrowed at the woman in front of the door as he observed the newcomer from a peephole. She was a member of Team Rocket, not just a thug but one of the higher up members if not the actual leader. Back before the war, he would have attacked anyone wearing the Rocket R on sight, but now … they were allies.
“What a sick twist of fate,” he muttered to himself and for the sake of his Pokemon before reluctantly letting her into the HQ.
“Of course, what news?”