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The struggles of not having money bro But your school sounds cool since they let middle schoolers go to Paris (unless your school is driving distance from Paris, in which case that's just regular lol) Oh my God. I'm not a man and yet I felt pain in my crotch Sorry man, i shouldn't be complaining about my stupid cells and bad scientific luck. I've heard of stories where a branch penetrated someone and they died. Who'd have thought trees can be dangerous af... Did she confess though? I guess she lost that one time opportunity too, if that's the case That's also a missed lifetime opportunity for me too... to the point that I regret it even 8 years later I feel you. I didn't play club sports bc as a child I only did tennis and swimming. Tennis wasn't a club sport in any of my schools, and I was too self-conscious of my body to join the swimming club haha I remember doing karate when I was like 5, I wonder why my mother didn't push that... maybe I was beyond horrible at it

I hope so I don't make the same mistake twice, but today (after the accumulated disappointment of yesterday) hit me too hard. I'm a simple woman. I only ask that the freaking HeLa grow

So the title is extravagant, but the content is not that extreme Today I'm having a sad day and would love to hear what once-in-a-lifetime opportunities you've missed. ---- Some background to what happened. So I'm an undergraduate researcher working in a biochemistry/cell bio lab. My mentor was off last week and this week, so I've been "following" the schedule of things she wanted me to accomplish. Honestly I've never worked so hard in my life, but because I'm dumb I've messed up and been behind schedule. Anyway, to do experiments, I plate HeLa cells and a knock-out (KO) cell line's cells. Then I can extract protein either by making whole cell extracts, or by fractionation, and compare wild type HeLa to the KO cells' protein. My mentor had told me to repeat these other experiments, which I had done with siRNA instead of KO cells (the idea is the same, but KO cells are supposed to be more reliable). These experiments were done with whole-cell extracts, so my brain assumed that I would make whole cell extracts for these new experiments. WRONG. I should've read the schedule ahead instead of jumping to conclusions. I was supposed to make fractionations. So I'm panicking, and thinking of redoing the whole thing by plating new cells. Just when my life depends on them, the HeLa cells start growing super slowly, and keep dying. F*ck dammit. I can't do shit without cells. So I plated some on Saturday (yes I went into lab on a Saturday), and harvested them today, but from that moment I knew they were too little cells. Fast forward, it was too little cells. I'm ran a western blot, but don't have a transfer apparatus available (everyone decided to run blots today), and I'm getting hungry but can't leave until these people finish transferring. Also, these blots will be shitty anyway because I won't be able to do primary antibody over night, so f*ck everything. My once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was right then when I had literally fully confluent HeLa and KO cell plates. If I'd done the fractionations with those plates, my life would've been different today. F*ck.

Happy birthday

Chapter 16 Worse, it didn't get, but N imagined the next day was going to be just as bad when he found Brenda fresh and ready outside of his room, as he was on his way to take a shower. “Rise and shine, little Snorlax and Zo,” she said, with a loud voice that almost gave him a headache. “How are you feeling after a good night’s rest?” The truth was, his back started hurting during the night, while he saw no improvement in any of his wounds in the morning. On top of that, he could barely sleep, due to pretty much every corner of his body hurting or stinging, especially his shoulder and ankle. “I’m better, I think,” he replied. “Good to hear that. Rest assured I'll make this day great and enjoyable, even if you have to be glued to a wheelchair,” she informed him, showing him both hands with thumbs up. Brenda’s partner, however, did not show as much enthusiasm as his trainer. Ren, with glowing fur from having taken a bath as relaxing as a hot spring this morning, wasn’t looking as fresh in his expression. He looked at the young man in the wheelchair with contempt, but when N asked him what the matter was, he moved his gaze away, and replied that he was fine. To Brenda’s inquiry, he also dismissed her questioning look saying it was nothing. “Well then, I'm assuming you were on your way to shower,” she said, noticing he was clenching his towel and a bathrobe. “Do you think you'll need help?” N’s face colored, and he looked at her with disbelief. “Even if I needed help, I couldn't bring in a girl into the boys’ shower room.” Brenda was dumbstruck for a second, before bursting into muffled laughter. “Of course I wasn't going to do that, dummy,” she wiped her tears. “The PC has helpers for that. Thanks for the laugh, though.” N looked away, and regretted saying things without careful examination. “Do you know the way to the showers?” N affirmed, though he really did not know. However, his priority was to leave her presence immediately, less his half-asleep self might make a fool of him again. Besides, he felt capable of following the single path that likely led to his destination. Bathing with a foot and shoulder out of service was an ordeal. Every time he forgot about his injuries and accidentally moved, it sent a sharp sting of pain that almost knocked him out. As a result, it took him over an hour to wash himself, wash Zo, and put on his bathrobe. When he returned from bathing, Brenda was unfortunately still in front of his room, engaged in what seemed to be leg stretches. She said hello to one stranger who left the room just as he wheeled himself towards her. “If you want, you can wait downstairs,” he said, now embarrassed at being seen in a bathrobe. “I’m fine, no rush. We have a lovely long day to come,” she raised her fist high. N sighed, and went into the room, closing the door behind him. Zo helped him like she had done the day before, to gently pull his shirt’s sleeves as close as possible to the arm he could not lift. Putting on underwear and pants was a little easier, since he could raise his legs one by one, and use his healthy arm to pull them up, while he leaned against a wall. The moment he opened the door, Brenda bulged in, and went around him to push his wheelchair. “Guess what we’re doing today?” she asked, but she had meant it as a rhetorical question. “We’re going to catch and train new pokemon!” N was not impressed. “What for?” “You’re still in these lands because you can’t get past the Skyarrow Bridge checkpoint without the Basic Badge, am I wrong?” N was rather surprised that Brenda turned out to be somewhat witty, but could not think of anything to say. “Of course I’m not wrong,” Brenda winked. “So I’ll help you destroy Lenora and her retaliation team.” Just as everybody else, N had struggled and lost due to the gym leader’s Watchog using retaliate the turn after he took down the Herdier. “So you believe Zo can’t take on Lenora on her own?” he commented. Zo glared at Brenda, and revealed her sharp teeth, but N petted her fur to calm her down. “I won’t deny that Zo is strong,” Brenda replied, scratching her neck. “But Lenora tests your pokemon’s ability to cooperate with others, and your ability as a trainer to balance your team. That’s why, unless your Zo had rock-hard defenses, she can’t survive a double-power retaliate.” N wanted to say something in favor of Zo’s defenses, but having lost the battle against Lenora in the exact same way Brenda described, he was left with no arguments to provide. Instead, he tightened his lips, and nodded. “You don’t have to feel ashamed. In fact - and I haven’t told anyone else - I also lost against her the first time,” Brenda told him not to be ashamed, but she tried to hide her bright peach-colored cheeks with her hair, though N could not see her from where he sat. “I went in all confident, because Ren is a fighting type. Yet, in the end I needed Leaf’s help. Their team play was great, I assure you.” They reached the elevators, and pressed the button. Soon after, the bell rang and the steel doors opened for them. “What Pokémon are you planning to catch?” N asked, to avoid awkward silences inside the elevator. “Whatever comes,” she smiled, and softly placed a hand over Ren’s head. “I don't pick Pokémon, because my father taught me that a trainer's greatness is measured by how well he can draw out the potential in his Pokémon.” “Your father sounds like a wise man,” N remarked as the doors opened again. “Yes,” Brenda said, pushing him out into the lobby. “He's the wisest. But my priority is to get you a new Pokémon, so give me a minute to stop by the shop, and buy some pokeballs and our breakfast snacks.” Brenda pushed his wheelchair to the counter. After attending to an old woman with her granddaughter, the salesman asked them what they wished to buy. “5 pokeballs, 4 pokesnacks Cheri, Rawst, Aspear and,” Before finishing her order, she asked N what flavor Zo preferred. “... another Cheri flavored, and two energy bars.” “That will be 4500 pokecoins.” Brenda opened her wallet, but gasped at the sight. The wallet contained nothing but one coin of 50. She closed her wallet, and slowly turned to face N with a particularly sweet, kitten-like face. “Oh dear, you don't happen to have pitiable 4500 pokecoins lying around with no one’s hands to feel, do you?” N batted his eyes at being called ‘dear’ before taking a bundle of cash out of his pocket. He stroked his thumb through the many blue bills. “I only have increments of 10,000 pokecoins. Will that work?” He peeled one bill from the bundle, and held it to Brenda. She lowered her head in gratitude as she accepted his charity with both of her hands. “Of course, Lord N. I promise I'll pay its entirety when cash flows into my peasant wallet.” The salesperson could not avoid chortling, after the pair of oddballs left the PC. “You wear shabby, dull clothes, and yet you’re a spoilt, wealthy boy, aren’t you?” Brenda sighed after the PC doors closed behind them. “Yesterday I thought you were joking, but today, you’ve proven it. There’s no denying it.” “If you say so,” N said. “I never had anyone to compare myself with, to know I was spoilt.” Brenda facepalmed. “All your childhood friends were as rich as you, then. Am I the first broke friend you’ve had?” “My childhood friends,” N commented, but paused before continuing his thought. “Were mostly pokemon. There were two girls older than me, but I consider them more my caregivers than friends.” This made his companion widen her eyes and gasp. “No human friends then?” she asked. “No wonder you smell different to the rest of us.” N looked at her with a raised eyebrow, and wrapped his left arm across his face to smell it. “I hope it’s not an unpleasant smell.” “Dummy, it’s a figure of speech,” Brenda stuck her tongue out. “Albeit created by me. What I mean is that you seem different to my friends and prior classmates.” “I’m probably older than them, and thus more mature.” “How old are you?” “Sixteen.” “Grr. I’m fourteen, but hey, I’m turning fifteen next week. Don’t try using the I’m-older claim, for I guarantee you I’m not allowing it!” At this point, Ren who was getting bored of their conversation pulled on Brenda's shirt. “Oh right, we should get going. Let's have breakfast once we capture the lucky one, shall we?” Brenda jumped behind him, and pushed his wheelchair with considerable speed toward Pinwheel Forest. “One year is not an excuse enough to act like a bitter middle-aged man, by the by,” she told him. “Relax a little, and smile more. You know, I could get used to seeing you smile like yesterday.” N said nothing, and did not even twitch his lips to give birth to a smile. They entered Pinwheel Forest once again, and they were momentarily blinded by the change from sunlight to shade provided by the trees. Though it had not rained since the day before, the forest was still humid, yet pleasantly cool. “Wait here, I’ll go rustle those tall grasses,” Brenda pointed at the patches of grass, and hopped into them. She flung both her arms around in the grass. Pokemon cries were heard, but they all ran quickly and away from her. “Hey, wait for me,” she called, but to no avail. Brenda continued from patch of grass to patch of grass, hoping to meet a pokemon that wasn’t afraid of humans. The process was long and unfruitful, for they were in a forest, where wild pokemon were not used to humans. At one point, however, she finally managed to find a pokemon that was wary of her, but stood still in a defensive stance. Brenda laughed merrily, and picked up the wine-red larva. “I got one,” she said, raising it high up so N could see. “You can battle him and catch him, N.” N looked at the Venipede in alarm, and he was about to say something, when Brenda let go of the pokemon because of her hands. The Venipede did not lose a second to scurry away. “Ouch, my hands hurt.” Ren ran towards her, and looked at her hands, which had bloody bruises, and were starting to swell. He acted shocked, and disappeared into the forest with such speed that Brenda did not have time to call him back. N wheeled himself with some difficulty, as he was not used to physical exertion, and using a wheelchair with only one arm was quite challenging. “The Venipede had poison point. You shouldn’t have touched it with bare hands.” “I forgot, I was careless,” she replied with knitted brows. “This is bad. I can’t move my fingers.” “Go to the Pokemon Center. I’ll be here for when Ren returns.” Brenda hesitated, looking at the forest’s exit and N back and forth. However, in the end she carried herself in the direction of the PC. She was looked at by Nurse Joy, who sighed at the sight of her hands. She asked Audino to take care of her poisoning, and left to treat an old man who’d fallen down a flight of stairs. Looking at Audino, Brenda was reminded of something much more important than her hands. The night before, Audino had visited her shared room to bring her a note from Nurse Joy saying that it was imperative that N came to the PC to tend to his wounds once a day. “I hadn’t forgotten, you know,” Brenda grinned, but the Audino had no idea what she was talking about. Instead, the pokemon took out a white pot from a drawer, and dunk her hand into the peach-colored cream. She applied it over Brenda’s bruised hands, ignoring her patient’s complaints of a stinging sensation. Once the cream was dry, Audino wrapped her hands with a silky gauze, leaving it a little loose for mobility. Brenda noticed that her hands had recovered most of their mobility by the time both her hands were wrapped. “Thank you, Audino. I promise I’ll be more careful.” Audino smiled and waved her hand as Brenda ran back to the forest. “I’m back,” Brenda said, panting. She found N sitting next to Ren, who was holding some pecha berries. “It turned out that Ren had gone to pick up some pecha berries to cure your poisoning,” N explained. Ren shot an angry look at N, and seemed to tell him something in between growls. “That I don’t need to explain things on your behalf? It seems I’ve somehow bought your distrust,” N sighed. He wasn’t accustomed to being disliked by pokemon. Ren looked down at his berries, when suddenly he was scooped up in an embrace, so tight that his berries fell to the ground. “Oh Ren, you thought of me, thank you! If I’d known, I’d have waited for your natural medicine,” Brenda exclaimed, and twirled still holding him. N watched as how Ren’s face turned red from either being embarrassed or choked. Brenda let go of Ren, and picked up his berries, which she then stored into her backpack. “If Audino’s ointment doesn’t work, I shall try the pecha berries,” she reassured Ren, and then turned to N. “I was so scared about my hands being paralyzed. How could I call myself your helper if I couldn’t even push your wheelchair!” “That’s the least of your concerns. You should,” N paused, and scratched his head. “Be more gentle with yourself.” He said this, not only referring to her poisoned hands, but also her many wounds and bruises that decorated her face and arms. “No worries, I’m made of steel,” Brenda flexed her biceps to back up her claim, but unfortunately very little protruded. She coughed once, before she told him that she’d be more careful. It seems today’s the day I have to apologize to everyone for my recklessness, she sighed. Just when she was about to resume her task of finding N a new pokemon, something soft brushed her ankle. She was startled, thinking it might be another poison-type pokemon. However, the culprit happened to be fluffy ball of cotton, the grass-fairy dual type Cottonee. “Look N, she is the most adorable thing,” she commented, as she picked up the pokemon, knowing fully well that it was not going to harm her skin again. The Cottonee seemed delighted at being described as ‘the most adorable thing’, but Ren was displeased and pulled Brenda’s shirt. “My bad, you’re lovely too, Ren,” she corrected herself, and caressed his head. “What about it, N? You should catch this girl.” N looked at the Cottonee, but then shook his head sideways. “I don’t really like grass types,” he said. “What, even though you have nice green hair that looks like grass?” N shot her a look, and Brenda pounded her mouth a couple of times. She waved the hand that wasn’t holding Cottonee, and smiled awkwardly. “I meant it as a compliment. I like grass, you know,” she cleared herself. “Come on, N. It’s not a pure grass type anyway. The fairy typing will come in handy, even when fighting against Ren.” N sighed, glanced at the fluffy creature, and sighed again. However, he took out a pokeball to show his intention. “Zo, let's capture her,” he said, as Zo’s pokeball opened. The battle was quick, for N didn't need to knock her out to capture her, and she was rather good-natured and willing to be captured. Regardless, she used fairy wind against Zo, which was super effective, and thus she almost won her over instead. When N saw his newly-bought pokeball tremble thrice, he had to accept that his capturing her was meant to be. “Yay N, Zo, congratulations,” Brenda jumped and clapped her hands. “You've earned another team member!” Ren approached Zo with a frivolous smile, and murmured something to her, which made her attack him in spite. The two pokemon got entangled and rolled about, until their trainers yanked them apart. “What's with you, Ren. Leave battling for later, since there'll be plenty of time for that.” N looked up toward Brenda. “Battling?” “Of course,” she replied with round eyes. “Did I forget to tell you? We're going to do intensive training until you win against Lenora. Get ready!” She posed with her index finger pointing towards her opponent, and was just seconds from starting a battle, but surprisingly, Ren stopped her. However, examining his dissatisfied look, she concluded there was nothing surprising about it. That look could only mean one thing. “Aha, I guess breakfast comes first,” she said, scratching her head. Zo narrowed her eyes and sighed, murmuring something to N, who only shrugged. Despite her disappointment, she did not refuse her pokesnack when Brenda offered it to her. Brenda sent out Leaf, and they all sat down to eat. Since they had not bought a pokesnack for the new Cottonee, she asked Leaf to share hers, which she gladly did. Brenda knew better than to ask Ren, for even before she finished breaking Leaf’s bar in half, he had already finished chomping his. Leaf, however, remained hungry even after eating, given that she had to share her Aspear-flavored pokesnack with her new friend. She looked at the humid and somewhat muddied grass under her, and tightened her lips. Then, she saw a fresh bush of long leaves, and extended a vine to pull them; however, her vine was intercepted by none other than her trainer. Brenda was making a terrified face, and Leaf was perplexed until she understood the root of her trainer’s anxiety. For, on better inspection, Leaf realized that what she thought was a green bush of grass, was in fact attached to N’s head.

Welcome~

I'm closing the shop on my side because life is overwhelming, but I'll trade you a drought Vulpix if you still need one I'll pm you when I come home in about 4-5hrs from now. I can trade both ralts and I think I have a turtwig- if I do, I'll trade it to you as well I'll pm you in about 4-5hrs.

Why are ppl not following the OP's format??? 5. Vileplume: nice typing, can put stuff to sleep so I can finish them off 4. Wigglytuff: cute af, rather resilient 3. Vaporeon: my go-to Eevolution, strong and stylish 2. Ninetales: lovely, ferocious and one of my favorite Pokémon overall 1. Dragonite: cute appearance but its strength is not cute My favorite Kanto legendary/mystical Pokémon is Mew. I love its playful nature!

I'm not even an angsty teenager anymore but I can join the feels-express. Pokemon Cardcaptor Sakura Animal Crossing Candy Candy Storywriting I had a rather lonely childhood, with no one my age living near my house, and moving countries every 4 years (so never developed a strong friendship-type attachment until high school), but I feel like fictional characters and the stories in my head made my childhood quite special. I don't think I would've had it any other way

Start by commenting on what others talk about (joking is also good, if it's a merry subject). Then, when they acknowledge your presence, start providing topics. For instance, if you feel like "topic A: new movie coming out" is dying out, change the subject slightly ("Oh by the way" "Something to note" are some common phrases I use to do this) to "topic B: actor Abcd's relationship etc". Do this whenever you feel like you can provide a related topic that you're comfortable talking about. If you don't have such topic, you can even totally change topics to "topic C: something weird happened in the airport" ("This is totally unrelated but" and "I just remembered I wanted to tel you about" are common phrases I use). Hope that helps - from a socially awkward but funny human

Welcome Starcana-san Hope you enjoy your stay (from someone who's losing activity on here, but it's def not because I don't enjoy it!)

I can offer you all at 5IV (I don't think Nakoles is online these days, so I'll do drilbur as well) but gimme a lil time to breed drilbur You can trade me junk mons for them, nw! Edit: I have the mons, PM me when you're online

I have staryu at 5IV, but if you're looking for a wild one or shiny one I'd recommend Zarc/Pμrple's shop

Sorry I don't, but perhaps @Nakoles might be willing to breed them for you. I only breed 5IVs on request, for free Exactly, and no worries

I got two males - x on HP or Def. Which would you like?

Hello~ I can breed you a dwebble - Do you want it with egg moves (for a 5IV mon) or without (for free)?

OK! I'll be online in a few hours, hopefully we'll catch each other Alright, I'll pm them to see

Welcome! I'm one of the unofficial breeders/traders in Reborn Hit me up for a tensai Pokémon anytime (though I'm with my parents now and my trading times are thus limited until September...)

Chapter 15 Brenda went back to the Pokémon Center to heal her friends, but Nurse Joy did not let her go without a change of bandages. She hesitantly accepted, and on their way out, they passed by the minishop to buy some quick snacks and medicine, which used up all of her money. When they stepped outside, a droplet of rain hit Ren on the top of his nose. “Let's hurry before it pours,” Brenda told him. “And remind me to buy us rain coats.” They ran all the way to the museum, and she dried her face and Ren’s with a hand towel. The dragon skull they had helped to recover was back up on the exhibit, but there were less visitors, probably from fear of another theft. The gentleman from the day before led them directly to the sliding bookshelf, for returning challengers didn't need to battle Gym trainers again. The pleasant smell of old books and wood filled Brenda’s nostrils once more, as she went down the narrow stairs. Lenora was waiting for her downstairs. “Welcome, our museum’s heroine,” she smiled. “If it were up to me, I would grant you the Nacrene Gym badge for the bravery you exhibited moments ago; however it is the League’s rule that you must defeat the Gym Leader before you can receive your reward.” “No worries, I also wouldn't be satisfied unless I defeated you first,” Brenda punched the air. “That's the spirit,” Lenora placed a hand close to her mouth as she snickered. Both parties sent out their first Pokémon onto the field. Ren displayed focus on his stance, but Brenda could tell he was still intimidated by the opponent Herdier. “Ren, use force palm!” Brenda commanded, and her Pokémon’s palm hit the Herdier on its cheek - more than force palm, it looked like a forced slap. The Herdier also heeded its owner’s advice, and used take down on Ren, which had it hit him on a critical spot, he would have been knocked out. Brenda chose not to risk it, for a missed attack would've meant her demise. Ren had to win this opening match no matter what. She called Ren back, used a potion on him, and hoped the Herdier would miss its next attack. Unfortunately for her, it used crunch, which didn't miss. She had to use another potion, but this time, Ren slid to the side and dodged the opponent. “Good Ren,” she took a deep breath. “Finish him with another force palm!” As she hoped against hope, Ren managed to land his attack on a Herdier that attempted to dodge it. “Yes, great job,” Brenda jumped from joy, as Lenora called her Pokémon back. The Gym Leader sent out her Watchog, but Brenda already had a plan. She ordered Ren to return - or rather she begged and bribed him, for he would not listen until she promised him a dinner of his preference (she expected Lenora to be generous in her monetary reward, even more than Cress had been) - and sent Leaf out of her pokeball with a little twirl. “So your Sewaddle evolved into a Swadloon. She seems quite healthy,” Lenora commented. “She is. Healthy and strong, as I've trained her with all my might.” “I could tell, from all those bandages.” Brenda scratched her chin, and smiled a little awkwardly. “I'm sure a scratch or two will prove to be worth it,” Brenda said, as she quickly raised both her arms in a defensive pose. “Leaf, use protect!” This caught Lenora off-guard, since she had ordered her Watchog to retaliate, and she expected her attack to hit before the genetically sluggish Swadloon. “Can't use the same trick on me twice,” Brenda chuckled. “Now, Leaf. Use bug bite.” “Watchog, retaliate again.” The retaliation hit this time, but the doubling effect was absent. The bug bite, however, restored Leaf’s health by stealing the opponent’s sitrus berry. “It seems you have read all my moves this time around,” Lenora laughed. “I'm pleased. You're on the path of becoming a great trainer.” Brenda expressed her gratitude, but did not lose concentration until two razor leafs finished the Watchog off. The moment she confirmed that the rodent Pokémon could not stand back up, she swiftly scooped Ren, and subsequently Leaf, and hugged both of them tightly. “We did it! We've earned another badge,” she exclaimed with tears on her eyes, but which were, this time, joyful tears. Lenora clapped, as her victorious challenger approached her. “You have completely earned this badge,” she said, and offered Brenda the Nacrene badge. “I hope we shall meet again. I look forward to seeing your progress as a trainer.” “Thank you. We'll surely be tougher.” With Leaf on her shoulder, and Ren’s hand on hers, Brenda exited the museum with nothing but elated feelings. That is, until she had to lose most of her earnings in buying a three-course meal for Ren alone. That evening, Brenda decided she should be on the move toward Castelia city, because she didn't want to be too behind her other friends. “I wonder if Cheren already defeated Burgh,” she wondered aloud. Since Cheren’s ace was a grass type, she estimated it would be a difficult match for him, but given Cheren’s intellect when it came to Pokémon training, it wouldn't surprise her if he were already on the way to Nimbasa city. Ren and she entered deeper into Pinwheel Forest, roughly following the path they'd taken to capture the villains in the afternoon. Since it had rained a short time while they were in the Nacrene Gym, the ground was soft and muddy, and the air was full of that humid soil smell. Brenda was happy, for the aroma reminded her of her rural hometown, where rainy days were a constant in spring and autumn. “Maybe we should try capturing a new team member,” Brenda said. Just as she said this, she happened to find a wild Vulpix looking their way. When the red fox and Brenda’s eyes met, Brenda felt the Pokémon looked familiar. On the other hand, once the fox realized it had been discovered, it widened its eyes in alarm, and ran away at once. Brenda ran after the Vulpix, Ren following her at an equal pace, but rather unpleasantly. In a place a little further into the forest, a trainer was resting under a tree, waiting for news. Suddenly he heard grass shaking near by, so he pushed his cap upward to see. We're in trouble, Lord N. We must flee right away, the source of the ruckus advised. Brenda and her pesky Riolu are headed this way. N jumped right up, and started running together with his Vulpix-looking Zo. “How? Why? I told you to watch her training from afar.” That's what I aimed to do, but it seems that my illusion wasn't dull enough, Zo explained. It's really tricky to only be able to transform into fox Pokémon. “We’ll have to work on your illusions,” N told her while panting. He wasn't used to aerobic exercises. Why not just talk to her, and ask her for training advice? Zo asked. N was silent for a moment, as he concentrated on dodging the bushes and tree branches in the dim light. He looked for the correct words to use, but he could not articulate his feelings very well. “She’s just a difficult one to deal with,” he admitted. Zo said no more, but the seconds he spoke were enough for N to lose balance. He tried to reach a stop when he saw a cliff in the dim sunlight, but his feet got tangled in the tall grass, and he fell forwards. The slippery mud from the rain earlier did not help his hands halt his momentum either. He screamed as he rolled down the cliff, Zo watching in horror. Brenda and Ren had lost track of the Vulpix, and were actively looking for her, when they heard someone screaming nearby. “What was that?” She asked Ren, who looked back at her without a clue. They ran in the approximate direction of the sound, calling the stranger without response. The sun was quickly setting, and Brenda ran into trees more often. Finally, her foot touched the edge of a cliff, and she retreated in fear. Had she been careless, she could have fallen down. “Ren, be careful. There's a cliff here,” she warned. Zo heard their voices, and howled in grief from down below. “Someone there?” Brenda shouted toward the bottom. Zo did not stop howling. Ren pulled on Brenda’s shirt, and gestured for them to go down. She nodded, and sent Leaf out of her pokeball. “Leaf, I need you to use your whips to reach the bottom,” Brenda said, and Leaf eagerly wrapped her tentacle-like whips around her trainer’s waist. Brenda slid down the cliff carefully, for she could feel the moist soil under her palms. Ren followed right after, and finally Leaf, who anchored her whips to a rock as she descended. Just as Brenda touched ground, which wasn't that far from the top of the cliff as she had imagined, Zo, already turned back into a zorua, ran to her and wrapped her body around her right leg. The sensation scared Brenda, for the dark furry creature was difficult to make out in the dark, but the fact that the Pokémon was trembling allowed her to know that it was not a dangerous fiend. She grabbed her lantern from her backpack to get a better look at the furry thing. “Zo, is that you?” She asked, as she petted her. Zo quickly left her leg, and motioned for Brenda and her gang to follow her. Close by, lay the body of her trainer, resting on his back. “Zo,” he muttered as he was blinded by the lantern’s light. “I told you not to call them.” Brenda gasped. “N! What happened to you?” She said as she ran over to kneel next to him. N had apparently hit his head, and scratched various parts of his arms and legs, for they were all bleeding. “I'm fine. I'll get better if you let me rest here.” “Hello? You're covered in blood, and let me guess, you fell down a cliff! That's not fine,” Brenda scolded. “It’s your lucky day, for I've got the perfect stuff to help you while we get to the Pokémon Center.” “I already checked my Xtranceiver. We can’t call the PC from here.” “We’ll take of that later. Now, first thing first,” Brenda said. N sighed, for he had the impression she wasn't the type to let anyone alone once she set her mind to it. He watched Brenda take out a small tube from her backpack. “Look, Nurse Joy gave me this magical ointment, which somehow stops bleeding. I haven't tried it though, so pray to Lord Arceus that it really works.” She squeezed out an exaggerated amount of the creamy substance onto her hand, and began applying it over N’s forehead. “You should use your medicine on yourself,” he mumbled, noticing the bandaged wounds on her arm and face. “I've got a separate one for these,” she said, pointing at her healing wounds. “This ointment is only for stopping bleeding.” N’s consciousness started slipping, as the burning pain of his forehead was soothed by the medicine. He heard Brenda complain some more about the number of open wounds, and her concern for wounds that may not be visible, such as any behind his head, before falling unconscious. How much time had passed, he could not know, but he was awoken by a sharp pain on his right shoulder and ankle. “What is it? What hurts?” Brenda asked. Only then, he realized he was being hauled onto her back, in position to get to a decent piggy back ride. “What are you doing?” He exclaimed, his head still fuzzy and hurting. “I'm taking you to the PC, of course.” “You can't carry my weight,” he said desperately, trying to break free. “You'll hurt your back. Auch!” “I'll hurt my back if you don't stop squirming like a Weedle! Don't overestimate my strength young lad. Now tell me - where is it you hurt?” N calmed himself, and slowly raised his right leg. She pulled back the end of his pants, placing care on not touching his likely irritated skin. The lantern’s light revealed that his ankle was inflamed to about twice its original size. “My my, but your ankle is swollen like a tomato. I don't carry any medicine for that,” Brenda commented. At that moment, Ren picked up the concern on his trainer’s voice, and realized he could help by looking for plants that he knew from experience had anti-inflammatory function. He searched around, using his sharp sense of smell rather than his eyesight. In no time, he had gathered some herbs, but he had been out-paced. Brenda, worried that the swelling may be due to a broken ankle, decided it was best to somehow keep N’s foot from moving and being strained. In light of this, she asked Leaf to use her sticky web to create a cast, which though not as sturdy as a real one, helped to minimize movement in the joint. Ren said nothing, but let go of his herbs. Brenda managed to walk slowly under N’s weight, but the Pokémon that walked alongside her could observe how her cheeks turned red, and soon how her face and shirt showed signs of excessive sweating. Ren, Leaf and Zo did not just walk around her, but helped by asking wild Pokémon the closest exit toward Nacrene city. When they reached the PC, Brenda took a few seconds to compose herself (mainly the redness on her cheeks) before helping N off her back and onto a seat. “Dear me,” Nurse Joy exclaimed. “Audino, come help me with this patient.” An Audino quickly came over with a bedded cart, and the three of them helped him up on it. N moaned from pain, and was quickly sent into the emergency room, leaving Brenda, her Pokémon, and Zo behind. Zo was visibly depressed, and no matter what Brenda said to comfort her, she sat still with droopy ears. Brenda thanked Leaf for her cooperation, and called her back into her pokeball to avoid congestion at the PC. All of them sat there for about a half hour, when Nurse Joy exited the emergency room. “Thanks for waiting,” she smiled, and that alone reassured the group. “Your friend is now doing better. I saw you used the ointment I gave you. It helped him greatly.” “No problem, I'm glad I helped,” Brenda said with a bright face. “You came from Pinwheel forest, right? The old government had plans to increase Xtranceiver coverage there, but the current one cancelled it for lack of funds. You don't know how many have complications due to being unable to call us for an ambulance,” Nurse Joy mumbled more to herself than to Brenda. Nurse Joy left her and went to take care of other patients, but Audino peaked out of the emergency room, and waved for Brenda and her peers to come. Together with Ren and Zo, she followed Audino and entered the room with curtains and a white bed, where N was lying awake and looking at the ceiling. He was now bandaged properly on the head and arms, even on the right shoulder, but she couldn't tell the status of his foot, for he had blankets over his legs. “Hello, how’s it going?” She asked, as Zo jumped onto the bed and into her trainer’s arms. “Better,” N shrugged. Audino picked up a sheet of paper which hung from the side of the bed, ignored N’s straightened hand, and handed it over to Brenda. On it, N’s diagnoses were written, along with some recommendations. “It seems you dislocated your right ankle and shoulder, so you'll need to use a wheelchair for about two weeks, until your shoulder gets healthy enough to use crutches.” N told the Audino something inaudible, but she just shook her head sideways. “What’s that?” Brenda asked, but N shrugged and said nothing. Brenda looked back at the sheet of paper, and was unusually silent for a few minutes. Then, she gave the sheet back to Audino, and took a deep breath. “I guess I'll have to postpone my trip to Castelia,” she smiled and stuck her tongue playfully, while N widened his eyes and looked at her. “Don't even think about it. I'm fine, and can look after myself,” he said, in all seriousness. “I don't doubt it,” Brenda smiled. “But doing that with injured limbs is different. I can't just go on to the next city, knowing my friend is here struggling.” “You've done enough, and I thank you,” N said, changing his approach. “But I'd feel more at ease if you'd just go to Castelia.” “Too bad, I'm selfish and only care about my being at ease knowing you're not being reckless with your healing body,” she replied. “What if I gave you ten thousand pokecoins to have you on your way?” To this, Brenda had to think a little, for it was nothing short of true that she was always broke. However, in the end, she pushed her desires down and declined the offer. No matter what he tried, he soon confirmed that once Brenda set her mind on something, her determination (or her head) was as solid as a rock. In the end, N had to leave the emergency room on a wheelchair, which Brenda pushed for him. Brenda talked with Nurse Joy, and reserved a bed for him in the male-only floor, and one for her in another floor. Then, she bought some easy food at the Pokemart, and moved N’s wheelchair toward the elevator. “We can eat together in the common room, then we can go brush our teeth, and I'll leave you in your room,” she told him her plan, but N remained silent and in deep thought. They did as she planned, and it helped that N did not injure his left arm as much, since being a lefty, it would have been much more difficult to eat or brush his teeth with his right hand. When N came out of the bathroom in the male-only floor, Brenda and Ren were out waiting for him. She went around him to push his wheelchair, while Ren followed just behind. “Thanks,” N said when they arrived at his room, which had two people already tucked in bed. “How much should I pay you for your help?” Brenda batted her eyes. “Pay me? Why should you? I think I should be paying you for forcefully helping you.” “Forceful or not, a service is a service, and the receiver must make a payment.” Brenda thought for a moment. “What about a hundred thousand pokecoins?” “Deal,” N replied without even taking a moment to think. “What? No, no,” Brenda waved her hands. “That was a joke, dummy. You were supposed to act all shocked! This is why rich kids are a pain. Value your cash, young master.” “Then what do you want?” N asked, frowning. “What about a smile? I've only seen that smug face of yours,” Brenda said while pulling her cheeks down like a bulldog. “It makes me want to punch it into shape.” “I won't accept that as payment.” “Then it'll be part of it. Now, smile!” N looked at her with knitted brows, and they glared at each other in silence, until he gave in and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he slowly curved the ends of his lips into a smile. “That's it,” Brenda clapped. “Was it so hard? Your beau- handsome face will get premature wrinkles if you keep that sour face all the time.” N’s lips became a straight line again. “What's the other part of the deal?” “What if we postpone it?” “What?” “If you ever find me in a situation like this, needing someone's help, maybe you could lend me a hand,” Brenda said and then chuckled. “Not that I believe I'd fall off a cliff. Really, I didn't think you were the type to make such a mistake.” “You misunderstand, but the details are meaningless now,” N coughed. “I’m not satisfied with our deal, and would much rather settle it with the hundred thousand pokecoins, but I'm not in the position to make that decision. Anyway, thanks for everything, and good night.” “G’night!” Brenda waved her hand close to her forehead. “Thank Lord Arceus for saving your life, and see you tomorrow.” When the stubborn girl and her blue partner were out of sight, N closed the door behind him, and tucked himself into bed with some effort. Nurse Joy was not exaggerating when she warned that his shoulder and ankle had to remain at rest - a mere vibration sent waves of pain that paralyzed his thoughts. Zo supported his back as he reclined, so he could avoid harming his comparatively healthy arm. “Zo, this situation could not get worse.”

Thx broo

I can do but only after the 17th - then I can do sometime in the afternoon EST

Empathy... and yet your profile pic is an Incubator

Sounds great! Thanks for your help

Sorry I'm not able to access my game files until the 17th when I return from Japan If you haven't got one by that date, I'll be happy to fulfill your order