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For Science! And Badges! Chapter 2: A Venomous Exchange; The medical facility looms on the horizon, with new faces and new dangers
Topic Started: Mar 24 2015, 09:03 AM (11,579 Views)
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"Yay! I'd love to!" Amber takes a cookie and holds it out. Maybe a pretty bird would like to have a little bite of a cookie and not her hands.
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Walter moves closer to the girl and scans the pokemon again, calling out as he does so. "Hello? You okay?"
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As Amber goes along with the plan, Stacy slowly approaches the flock, crumbling some of the cookies from the bag and spreading them on the floor. Taking a calm approach, he tries his best to keep a calm stance and avoid spooking the boids, but finds himself not really having to try hard. Best case scenario, the flock spreads out a bit and calms down with the extra food going around. Worst case, his eyes get pecked out. Worth a shot.
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Anastasia slowed her dead sprint to a fast walk, then stops entirely for a moment. Her shoulders bunch up, hands balled into fists inside the front pockets of her hoodie. Giving a rough kick to the sod directly in front of her, she rounds on Walter, skirts flying. Her small, upturned nose, and striking violet eyes would be cute if they weren't set in such an enraged expression. Where the boy stands, he might be able to make out a bit of a shine to her cheeks just beneath her eyes.

"You beat up my big sister and then took her away from me you big stupid jerk!" She shrieks at the top of her lungs, the shrill voice piercing the otherwise calm, still air of the dilapidated facility. At her ankle, the purple Pokemon visibly bristled, her blue eyes setting with fierce dislike. "Don't act like you care about me! You don't care about anything! All you had to do was go away and you can't even get that right! This is MY family and MY hideaway!" Her hood fell away again, spiky hair bobbing with each frantic thrash of her head.

Anastasia's lip quivered, and she wiped her eyes on a long sleeve, chest still heaving from the outburst. She glanced towards Rachel again, leaning against the wall and bunching up facing away from Walter, trying to catch her breath.

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"Yes, please. Once sec," Travis replies, so as not to be rude. He turns to Alex.

"If you got this, I'll go back and keep an eye on the bikes."
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Alex nods and walks up to the young man eating lunch, feeling a bit conflicted on the inside about how to approach this situation.

After a quick second of deliberation Alex blurts out all at once, "Sir, one of our friends got hurt pretty badly in a fight with some wilds at the abandoned hospital. We think she needs help so we came here to get someone. And then we found you, so please help. Please!"

Alex waits for a reply with a bit of a panicked look in his eyes.
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"Crap, really?" the man in scrubs behind the desk gasps at Alex's sudden outburst. He looks down at his lunch for a half-second and shakes his head slightly, a grin peeling at his lips as if smiling at some kind of cosmic joke. Cupping his hands over his mouth, he calls out down the hall. "Yo Trish!"
"What?!" an annoyed woman's voice responds.
"Take the desk, Code Indigo!" the man relays with slight excitement.
"No way! You're the one with desk duty today, I had it two days ago!"
"Me'n Bernie are the only paramedics on site, it's a Code Indigo! You have to take the desk!"
"The heck's a Code Indigo?!"
"It's a wild Pokemon attack, somebody got- Man, I ain't got time for this." Apparently becoming fed-up with arguing with his colleague, the man produces a radio that was apparently clipped to his belt, hidden from view behind the desk. His thumb depresses the button and it sparks to life with static.
"EMS McAllistor this is EMS Jones."
"...EMS McAllistor here. Watcha got, Jones?" a fuzzy voice hums from the radio in the medic's hand.
"Got a Code Indigo, walk-in, no details yet, no report, just rev up the wheels and park'er out front."
"Roger dodger."
"Track."
And in that short conversation the hustle of the Yankee Medical Emergency Technical Team could be seen, and doubly so when the young man vaulted over the desk. He places a hand on Alex's shoulder and stoops down closer to his level.

"Your friend's gonna be alright, m'kay?" he begins in a soft-yet-authoritative voice, "We're gonna get to her and give her some help, but what I need from you right now is to tell me everything you can, alright? Where's your friend, is she out in the woods? Do you know what attacked her, what did they look like? Is anyone with your friend?" The paramedic continues to question Alex about what he knows concerning his friend being hurt as they wait for the ambulance out front.

As Travis heads off to ensure that nothing happens to their borrowed rides, an ambulance speeds to the curb directly in front of the awning. Its emergency lights are flashing but there isn't any sound right now. No one steps out of it, either, it just sits there as if waiting for something to happen.

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At the prospect of more enticing treats, the bird Pokémon flock toward Stacy and Amber to get a bite of their delicious snack. At first it looks as if they're going to swarm the pair as they eagerly flap and cluster and edge each other out of the way to get their beaks on the tasty cookie crumbs, but Stacy's placid mood and calm demeanor impart a calm demeanor in the birds. They form an anticipatory ring around Stacy and Amber, crowing and squawking to be fed. Although the Pidove are more eager, the majority of them are forced to the back to make room for the more aggressive birds. Spearow make up the bulk of the front, but one Spearow is challenged for prime position by the sleek, slender bird with the pointed beak. Threatening chirps and warbles are exchanged when suddenly the two clash in the middle of the crowd of hungry birds! They roll on the ground flapping and pecking and clawing their talons until one emerges victor... the slender bird stands triumphant and the Spearow, bruised, scratched, and beaten, weakly hobbles to the outside of the flock to roost and lick its wounds. The skinny bird with the lanky legs chirps warning at the other birds, declaring itself the alpha, and the flock responds by retreating to give it feeding space while slinking in to perhaps get some crumbs of their own.

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Alex feels the pressure. Does he lie and try to protect his friends and himself or does he confess to the whole thing and take whatever punishment befalls him and the rest of the groups. After the longest two seconds of the day he starts talking again to begin answering questions.

He opens his mouth and just starts rambling, his guilt getting the best of him in the end, "It was all my fault. The whole thing. My friends and I were trying to get into the abandoned facility and Raven, the hurt girl, wouldn't let us in and wouldn't say why. She kept insulting my friend and blowing smoke in his face so when I noticed her bike and started tossing it around in frustration. That's when she attacked me. My snivy jumped to my rescue and tackled her while I hid in the bushes. I really didn't want to hurt her. I just want to make sure she's okay. One of my friends, Serenity is watching her now, but we wanted to make sure she's alright. Sorry for lying before about the wilds. I didn't want to get in trouble." Alex is crying with the overwhelming emotions as he spills his guts on the floor.

Now he had to let everyone else know what he had said. "I'm going outside to see my friend now if that's okay."

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Anastasia slowed her dead sprint to a fast walk, then stops entirely for a moment. Her shoulders bunch up, hands balled into fists inside the front pockets of her hoodie. Giving a rough kick to the sod directly in front of her, she rounds on Walter, skirts flying. Her small, upturned nose, and striking violet eyes would be cute if they weren't set in such an enraged expression. Where the boy stands, he might be able to make out a bit of a shine to her cheeks just beneath her eyes.

"You beat up my big sister and then took her away from me you big stupid jerk!" She shrieks at the top of her lungs, the shrill voice piercing the otherwise calm, still air of the dilapidated facility. At her ankle, the purple Pokemon visibly bristled, her blue eyes setting with fierce dislike. "Don't act like you care about me! You don't care about anything! All you had to do was go away and you can't even get that right! This is MY family and MY hideaway!" Her hood fell away again, spiky hair bobbing with each frantic thrash of her head.

Anastasia's lip quivered, and she wiped her eyes on a long sleeve, chest still heaving from the outburst. She glanced towards Rachel again, leaning against the wall and bunching up facing away from Walter, trying to catch her breath.

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"Calling me a jerk? That's a bit rich. I mean, you have met your sister right?" Walter responds incredulously. "If she was capable of talking to us without being insulting none of that would have happened." He pauses and shakes his head. "Not that it matters. Alex and Drew are taking her to a hospital, so she'll be fine in a day. And we're really just here to scope out the Pokemon. I didn't know you guys had a hideaway until you said it."
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"If she was capable of conforming to your views you wouldn't have beaten the tar out of her, she was just getting in your way." Ana mocked from her side of the fence, not facing Walter still. "Please, come on inside, you can bash my skull against this nice wall since you don't like what I'm on about. It's totally okay for you to hospitalize someone because you don't like what they have to say." A lot more blood in the pale girl's cheeks now, she continues along the south wall of the building, shooting the pair clambering over and through the gate a dirty look as she goes, the Gothita remaining in tow.
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