Arceus I need a doctor || Open
Rosa traveled back on the few cities she had already been through more than once, often because she needed to restock on a few items, run an errand or two, or even as simple as just wanting to get away from her training. Though for some odd reason training was one thing that she could not get away from.
Finding herself walking around aimlessly, the brunette noticed that she had stumbled upon a familiar facility. The subways. She didn’t get to go in them the last time she was about, mostly due to the fact that she was rushing through to get to the next city. Maybe she should stop in for a few seconds to see what the big fuss was about it.
Deciding that it would probably be better to just have some fun, she did a quick little u-turn and found herself running into the older male. He apologized at the collision and she simply shook her head, noting that it was not his fault.
“Huh? No problem at all! It was my fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.
Spinning. Everything was spinning. He just... he wanted to go back to sleep now... this was a dumb idea from the start, coming out like this... He was.. probably sick or something. Or something. Sure. He was definitely sick. He just didn't want to admit it. Being a health freak and everything. And Emmet would probably tease him to no ends about this.
He heard the person he bumped into say something. An apology, it seemed... or something else. He couldn't quite hear anything with this headache.
"Sorry... can't really hear..."
Now he sounds like he has hearing problems. Wonderful.
"...Do you know.. where's the closest Pokemon Centre...?"
In a flash of blue, the Subway Master's Chandelure releases itself from its pokeball and hovers over to the brunette girl, tugging at her sleeve and hoping that she would be kind enough to help its... master who couldn't quite take care of himself.


















