|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 12:06 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 5:23 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
"It was like a Hitchcock movie or something..." Tambrey muttered, in answer, recalling the scene, and wracking her brain when he asked if that was how everyone had gotten hurt. "Um. I think so... There were some wild pokémon before who threw things or made trouble for us but there were just upset about humans upsetting the, um, cave system... Then Diantha worked out we weren't rangers, but I don't think anyone really got hurt then. Or at least, um, not badly; we fled from the cave and collapsed the entrance... Elites Rook and Claire... They, um, cornered Xerneas... and then Kirk caught it." Tambrey scrunched her nose a little bit. Retell calmly. Feel after. She'd been keeping down, blocking off, or zoning out into her feelings since the jet... Now she wanted Aulus to hear the story before she had to give into them again. "Just.. Threw the ball and in it went and then, um... Just wave after wave just chasing us. So many just near the jet... Tauros and... all sorts... I climbed on Ella. She let me ride her to the jet." This probably explained why her lower half was a lot more torn up than her upper, with the exception of the burn to her middle. "Not... Not everyone had, um, a pokémon like her to climb on though." Especially Kirk, she added mentally. Audibly, she almost sounded guilty as much as upset. She looked down and gave a sigh that wasn't far from a, and was probably part, sob, choked back though. As traumatic and terrible as the situation was; she was still being mindful of how 'public' the place was.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b3_p.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Eco-friendly Shapeshifter
|
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 6:27 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
His last memory had been warm, and kind of sticky. Now, waking up in an unfamiliar place, with lights glaring overhead, Adam felt disoriented and scared. Pain was gathered all across his body, and when he tried to pull his left arm up to shield his eyes from the florescent lights, he became ware of how heavy it was. Coughing, the grunt pinched his eyes shut and groaned. That hurt really bad. Shakily he tugged down the blankets from his chest and picked up the gown by the collar. Deep, ugly bruises covered his chest. Broken rib? Super. So arm, rib, and from the way his leg felt? Leg too. Sighing, he dropped his hand back to the side and closed his eyes again as he tried to remember. Was it a bad drunken blackout that led to the hospital? That would be a new one. Had someone fought him, knocked him out, and then beat the s**t out of him? Possibly. Adam struggled to piece together memories.
Chest. Red, red blood and a gurgling cough. Adam snapped his eyes wide open, acutely aware of where he was. His heart raced and the monitor beeped a few warning noises at the grunt's agitated state. Ko. s**t. Had they saved him? Was he alive? Adam tried to call out, but his throat constricted and choked the word. His mouth and throat were too dry for words. He swallowed a few times and tried to form words, stringing them together to make a sentence.
But when he tried to speak, it also died before it reached his lips. Finally, Adam called out a hoarse, "Hello?"
((feel free to poke 'im if you want c: ))
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 8:59 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
Jerome had gotten off pretty lucky this time, compared to the condition a lot of his comrades were in, being able to walk away with a bandaged arm and bruises was like walking away without a scratch at all. with the death of one of their own hanging over there head, Jerome couldn't help but feel numbly ill to it. He didn't know the man very well, He wasn't close to him or anything, but he was a comrade, He wasn't even the first comrade had ever lost.
The Agent had plenty of time for the last day to be my himself, after he was patched up he got something to eat, spent some time with his pokemon, even managed to find a place to work out in the Kalos base, cleaned up and now lay in one of the open cots with word that more Rockets from Kodo would be showing up soon.
A struggling voice from one of the medical beds caught Jerome's attention, the man tilting his head to allow his dreadlocks to fall off of his shoulder, catching sight of the Grunt he had met once before in more critical condition was finally awake. "Welcome back man." Jerome replied to Adam in his own deep mellow voice. As he spoke a large purple and green figure appeared out of the air, arms crossed and frowning over at Adam curiously.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b3_p.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2015 10:34 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:23 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b1_p.gif) |
People were waking up, people were moving about, and she was aware of more people from Kodo. Tambrey twisted the sheet of the between the thing and thumb of her left hand, a little stressed, as it reinforced that /none/ of the people waking up were KO... She gave a nod though. "Yeah. Um. Of course, yes.. But, if I'd just been closer to him, or if I'd just turned Ella around to help instead of riding her straight to the jet..." She recalled the Tauros that had been coming toward her that Ella had blocked. "I'm here... Alive, because I had Ella. I could have had her help the others." She noticed Aulus' nod and expression, and followed it to Jerome. Well, that was, at least, a relief; he didn't look too roughed up... And he definitely wasn't dead. She remembered seeing him very injured before, after they'd been rescued from captivity. It was a small light of relief in all the darkness of losing a team mate and friend.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2015 3:48 pm
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
For a split second Adam wondered if perhaps they hadn't made it to the base, but were captured. A steady panic rose until Jerome came into view. Letting out a breath he wasn't aware he was holding, he relaxed. Words jumbled around in his head, Faster than a tornado. They fought to be the first out of his mouth, but what won was another hoarse, but soft, "Hey."
They weren't captured. It was going to be okay. Adam fought a smile onto his face, "Thanks. Good to see you both." Words were starting to work again, thank god, "Everyone okay? Ko?" A special emphasis was placed on the name, tension gathering in his body.
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/posts/say/say_b3_p.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) |
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
Eco-friendly Shapeshifter
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2015 3:29 pm
|
|
|
|
|
![](//graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/template/s.gif) |
|
|
|
|
|