Finley hugs Mila close to her, smiling.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay... I'm okay." She begins massaging her back similar to how a mother would attempt to comfort her child. "I'm okay, see? I just need some time to heal."
Unless I... no, comfort her.
She snaps out of it upon hearing Andy and Eliot. "Andy, come on. The poor girl is distressed. And I'm fine, Eliot! Just a bit of a wound is all..."
Long live the New Bev.
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*meanwhile, the ground begins to lightly rumble as an evil grin envelops Jani's face. She thinks to herself...* (If I'm going to give into this, I've got to at least do it right. C'mon...let loose... No! I saw what I did to those buildings...they even told me it started a fire... Casualties are irrelevant. My friends are NOT irrelevant!)
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus."Yeah, I though I communicated that fact pretty well, Fairy!" Lars says, pointing yet again at the Ribombee. "You should count yerself lucky I got cheated out of a fair fight last time, 'cause lemme tell ya, Fairies I show no mercy towards! An' speakin' o' gettin' cheated..." he says, turning to address Jani, having made herself apparent. "Don't pretend you thought I was just gonna let this shit fly! That was inex-freakin-scusable! If it seemed like we 'resolved our differences', that's 'cause I was in a position of havin' been tortured by yer friend here!"
Ignoring the sudden intervention of the Unown and that Vulpix that he didn't seem to remember, his attention was once again drawn to guy; pretty standard, given his large size. "Y'know, I think tonnes-o-fun here has the right idea. As part o' my self-improvement, I think I learned a li'l respect for certain traditions, unlike some. I'd rather fight in a more open, clear sorta environment! No distractions, none o' that tauros-shit! An' furthermore..."
He notices PJ once more gloating about his type-advantage; at that moment, he grinned and threw up a Protect shield, blocking his Fairy Wind. "I ain't as dumb as ya think! The self-improvement ain't been totally psychological..."
edited 25th Jul '17 6:59:42 PM by PresidentStalkeyes
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!The Mr. Mime is laying in a hospital bed, covered in several casts and bandages. He doesn't need any of them.
Mr. Mime (thinking to himself): Mwe-he-he-he-he! Can't wait to make my moves on some hot babes!
Then a Chimecho nurse enters his room
Chimecho: How are you doing sir? Do you need anything?
Mr. Mime: I'm feeling fine, miss. And I must say, you look fine too!
Chimecho: *blushes in embarrassment* Uh, wh-whatever you say, sir!
The nurse leaves Mr. Mime's room
The League of Heroes
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*Jani recognizes that as the same move Finley made* (Shit, how do I get through that? Or maybe I should just let 'er rip. Surely it can't protect him from all sides. It did for Finley! She blocked lava for pete's sake!)
*the rumbling stops, and Jani concedes* Fine by me.
*knocked lightly out of the way, Voxno-! is somewhat thankful that PJ restrained himself, but now is somewhat afraid to get involved itself. it floats to the party and says quietly* If any of you know any disabling moves, please use them now! Who knows what'll happen if they fight!
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.A Steelix nurse enters Mr. Mime's room
Steelix: Need anything, sir? Some water perhaps?
Mr. Mime: Yes, I'd like you to stop being so Arceus-damn ugly. Now get out of my room!
Steelix: ...if you say so, sir.
The Steelix nurse grumbles to himself as he leaves Mr. Mime's room
The League of Heroes"Ooh, not just offense, eh? Oh, good! Why, that's very good! I do love me a challenge. So then, taking this outside? Sounds good to me! You lead the way, Lars. Please."
*The power of Dazzling Gleam is still gathering in my hands, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice.*
Are you ready? Go live!(I carefully follow Marlon, and soon we're outside without notice.)
Well, we made it.
(I notice the Victreebel sitting outside, having left since Lars came in. She sees me and floats up to me.)
Many apologiessss... (she hisses.) He's a...dipweed...
Oh, uh, hey, it's fine. Good thing I'm so slimy or you would have had a full belly, eh?
(The Victreebel makes a noise sounding like a chuckle and turns toward the slums. I watch her go off for a moment before remembering what we're doing.)
Oh, yeah, Marlon, where should we go? We could go to the hospital to see how the others are doing.
edited 25th Jul '17 7:18:31 PM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here.""I gotcha, Fairy. I'll lead the way, alright... an' the rest o' you knuckleheads in here, I want you all t'know; the name's Lars, son of Merqury! Remember that name!"
With that declaration made, Lars chose to literally walk backwards while making a 'got my eyes on you' gesture towards the Ribombee, not trusting him enough to not attack while his back is turned. He makes his way outside, to what seems to be some kind of old, dried-up, crumbling fountain in the middle of a square by the bar. A few of the bar patrons follow him outside, clearly intrigued as to where this is going - and a fair few probably just wanted to bet on the fight. A certain Golem was among them...
Meanwhile, back inside, Eyedol nodded slightly cautiously at the dealers' shipping plan... as a con artist himself, he'd need to be sure this in itself wasn't some con. After all, he'd never met these particular dealers before... for all he knew, his source was in on it.
"I do like the sound o' dat, yeah... uh... just lemme get my dosh, I think I left it over with my... uh..." he trailed off as he noticed some commotion happening behind him... and Bolda had disappeared.
"Egh... will y'excuse me, my mate, she's... I-I'll be back later, don't go anywhere! Cheers!" Eyedol said rather urgently, rushing outside to see what the bloody hell was going on.
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!Well...I believe you can, yes. (Gloria answers.) The Raichu and Joltik are in room 252. I've gotten word that the Braixen is awake now, but I would be careful when visiting her.
Great! Thanks!
(I look to see which way leads to Mila and Andy's room and go down the hallway directly to our right.)
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here.""Niles!" Finley cheers, not noticing the evolution just yet, still trying to calm Mila.
"I'm so glad to see you all okay..."
"Are you going to be alright, Mila?" She whispers to the girl.
edited 25th Jul '17 7:36:51 PM by BaconZorp
Long live the New Bev.

"Come on, Fil, we can get 'im on the shipping plan! Who's to say someone didn't drop out? And besides, we haven't had a shipping incident in a year or two. One more added on ain't gonna budge things too much..."
Fillion facewings. "Oh, fine...but if we pay in men, this is on you."
Snow gives Fillion a strange look and a nod, and then turns to Eyedol. "Arright, I'm gonna need yer permanent address and a down payment of 5000 Poke." She brings out a notepad she had lying on the seat. "If we're lucky, we can get a shipment to you in...ohhh...the next two or three days. It'll be weekly...we'll just get ya the starter pack, it's...15 beads?" She presents the notepad and a pen to the Meowth. Meanwhile, Fillion's attention, and those around their table, seems to be drifting towards the commotion caused by Lars...
The tea kettle screams, steam spewing out the spout. Getting a glove, he picks up the tea kettle and blows out the flame under the stove. He had gotten out two cups earlier for the two of them, teabags draped over the sides and a spoon sitting in either cup...tea was always a good relaxing tool for him, it'd be nice to share that with someone else. He pours some water into each of the cups and stirs them until the liquid is a nice pale brown.
"Tea's ready! I got some sugar for it if you like it like that."
[Filing in behind Mila, I see Finley for the first time since our encounter with...that cat...]
[All I can...all I can think to say is,] "Are...are you okay?" [That did not look okay, that wound...]
edited 25th Jul '17 7:07:32 PM by BlackMageAnolis