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((I feel dirty. I should be writing something way more academic than this. Oh well.))

Forest trail, away from the fire and rain. Trees here were still lush, the ground soft and unsullied and Wayne let Baker down at the base of a tree. The Plasma's armour had broken open where Solar Beam struck and the flesh beneath was slightly burned, sharp cracks in the skin trickling now-dried blood. Not life-threatening but hell it looked sore.

"This the place for your guys?" Wayne looked around, noting how damn quiet the forest felt here. Oxymoronic, yes, but the silence was deafening. Baker's breathing intensified and he glowered with sunken eyes.
"Yeah," panting slow, "One of them anyway."
"And they'll find you here?"
"Eventually."

Wayne smiled and rubbed his neck, bowing his head and looking around again. Still quiet.

Baker's shriek really was deafening, ear-splitting and broken into a groan and a growl as Wayne crushed his lungs flat with a heavy boot. The trainer twisted his foot, stone-faced with his hands in his pockets, tearing up the broken flesh and grinding mud and agony into Baker's burns.

"You son of a b***h!" Baker grunted, biting his teeth together. He made to grab Wayne's leg but the teenager pulled his foot away in time and stamped down harder, pushing Baker to the forest floor.

"Shut up," Wayne snarled, dragging back with his heel, "Tell me where my pokémon are!"
"The ******** you talking about?!"
"Three weeks ago you bastards took them from me! Where are you keeping them?!"
"I don't know!"

He kicked off, shoving Baker onto his side, walking away with pace and grabbing a thick, long and sharp-looking tree branch from the grass. Wayne turned back to Baker, weapon in hand.

"Don't lie to me," his fingers turned white in his grip, branch tip ground in the dirt and flicked crap up as he swung it sky high, "I swear to ********- ******** you," Baker panted, forcing himself up. Wayne roared as he swung, cracking the Plasma cross his cheek and staggering him back into a tree trunk, face slashed open.

The second swing wasn't so lucky and Baker brought his armoured arm up, wood splintering on impact, most sent smashing to the mud. Wayne was hoisted up by Baker's one hand around his throat, off his feet and slammed on his back.

Wind knocked out of him, Wayne moved quick, avoiding the pissed-off Plasma's stamping by an inch, dirt exploding behind his head and spraying sludge into his hair. The trainer wheeled onto his feet, a slick trail of mud down his arm from where he'd rolled.

"Just tell me," he gasped angrily and Baker swung, fist colliding with Wayne's cheek and throwing him to the floor again. Baker was gasping, spat, and when Wayne didn't get back up he staggered to a tree for support.

The Plasma dabbed his new and improved wound, checking the shimmering blood on his gloved palm. He looked between Wayne and it and grit his teeth.

"I don't," he started and had to catch his breath, "I don't know where they're taken. Natural habitat somewhere, I don't know."

Wayne was flat out. As silent as the forest. Baker turned his back and began to slink away, leaning against the trees as he passed. He stopped, hesitating, then looked over his shoulder. "Speak with Bronius. In Castelia. He'll be able to tell you."

No answer given. Silence came to rest as Baker left.

[Sorry for not posting. i Dont really have a valid excuse.
But anyways. there's a Link to Hiba's RPC profile placed in Tk's RPC Profile.]

"No" a Statement

"Yes" the Reply

This back and forth tug of war went on for roughly 10 minutes, since Hiba's Initial entrance into there room at the Pokemon center.

"You need a shower, you smell like burnt wood" Hiba Shouted, not anger-ly

Takamaru, who was still laying on the bed, shook his head, refusing to shower. "Im too tired, ill do it Later!" He insisted.

"I aint sleepin' in the same room if your gonna be smelling like that yo'!" hiba said standing, his statement final.

"Hi..Hiba.. stop...no!" howled the youth as he was picked up by his waist and sluing over Hiba's shoulder like a dead deerling. Hiba Carried the struggling youth to the bathroom, where he turned on the tap activating the shower head mist. The older boy then went and de-clothed the younger. -Slam- he shut the bathroom door.

"there, now don't come out till your clean!" ordered the Teen from the other side of the door. "Y.yea" replied a bright red Takamaru, water trikling down through his silver hair, across his face. "Stupid Hiba.." he mumbled before beginning to wash.

While Takamaru was in the shower Hiba took the liberty to Organize Takamaru's Item balls in his back pack, as well as his other various items. when he was satisfied with his work he placed both of there sling backpacks in a corner. He then hung up there traveling jacket's, made sure there shoes were where there supposed to be, and then folded Takamaru's Pj's that he de-clothed him from and then placed them in an Item ball, He then placed a newer item ball that he obtained from Taka's Sling backpack, on the bathroom sink along with a towel.

After he was satisfied that everything was in order he plopped his a** on the bed, and ordered the duo a celebratory re-uniting pizza, not forgetting there Pokemon.

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[Some 15 minutes later..]

"Ghaa! much better!" Takamaru said to no one Imparticular as he excited the shower, himself glad by the fact that Hiba had forced him to bathe, though he wouldn't outwardly admit it to the jock.

After drying and redressing, This time into a pair of black Jogging Pants with A single Blue and Silver line going down each of the pant leg, as well as a Plain blue T, and black socks- He would stroll from the bath room, his hair still semi-damp, and a Towel Draped around his shoulders.

"Bout' Time" said Hiba, Flipping a page of the physical health mag he was currently reading. "your such a chic" He snorted.

a Small irritable Vein appeared on Taka's Forehead"Oh really?" The two Stared at each other for a time, Hiba putting down his Mag. a Few Moments later the two Stared laughing. "I missed you Hiba" the younger boy said jumping onto the bed facing Hiba, the light from the window gleaming off his damp silver hair.

"Ah, missed you too lil buddy." the older of the two said with a playful kick to Taka's Shin.

"So why are you here?" Taka Asked.

Hiba shrugged. "got some time off, Sitting at home was pretty boring so here i am!"

Tk Raised an questioning Eyebrow but didnt push it anymore, though he doubted that was the whole reason for Hiba's un-timely appearance. Before he could ask anything else a small tapping sounded at the window, It was Jaw's, Hiba's Croconaw.

Rushing over to the window Tk threw it open. "Jaw's!" he exclaimed putting his arms around the corodile Pokemon. Takamaru had always enjoyed hanging around with Hiba's Pokemon that he caught while on his own journey. also Outside was Diego - Hiba's Arcanine, Iron Hide, Spike, as well as a small Green Pokemon whom sat atop Diego's Back but continuously jumped from Deigo to Iron Hide. It looked a lot like the Panpour He battled while battling Cress for his trio Badge.

"Ne ne, Hiba. Who's that?" Tk asked pointing to the Small Green Pokemon.

Standing, "Oh him? That's Appu, a Pansage. Caught him right after i got here. He's still pretty young, Energetic As well. Kind Reminds me of you" He finished Messing Up Tk's Hair.

Shaking his hair back to its normal semi-spikiness, Tk looked back out the window. Appu was now Sticking his head in through the window Sniffing at Tk. a still moment, Then Appu Jumped through the open window and Latched onto Taka's Face with a happy screech like cry. "GWAAA! Hiba!! Get him off Ger im' Off!" Shouted Tk spinning around the room trying to pry the still happily screeching Appu off his Face.

Hiba was on his a**, Tears Streaming down his Face as he laughed so hard the people in the next few rooms over could hear him as well as Taka's yells for help.

((Not much of a realistic build for a 17 year old, right?

And of course, this is by far the most interesting RP's iv been a part of.))

After laying in the front of the museum for a few hours and many of the other victims already awake and moving around Kijin was the only one who still hadn't awakened. One of the police officers at the scene at the time called for a Ambulance to take him to the closes Hospital that was near by so they took him to the one in Nacrene city. Where he laid his eye still wide open but not aware of his surroundings many of the doctors tried different ways to awake him from his slumber but nothing seemed to work at the time the best they could do was to simply keep him hydrated and monitor him.

Inside his head Kijin still stands on the mental road that leads to all different versions of himself each road seeming to pull at him pulling him every direction. The versions all seemed to be calling to him pulling him towards that road. The problem that made itself apparent was that as they pulled him towards their roads parts of his body seemed to be disappearing, like a peel of a orange the pieces come off and simply vanish. "I don't know what to pick...I.....I don't...want to pick them." He says to himself looking at each version of himself his body steadily disappearing moving up his body soon getting to his head where his mind continued to race as the last parts of his head vanished as well. At this point there was nothing no trace of him left in his own dream only the visions of what he might become.

Suddenly Kijin's eye close and open quickly showing signs of life he slowly scans the room from his laid down position on the bed only getting most of the ceiling and part of the walls before he slowly sits up in his bed looking around. "Ok why am I in the hospital again?" He says to himself before looking towards the doorway as a nurse calls out to a doctor about him being awake. The doctor would move into the room calmly pulling a chair over towards his bed with a chart in hand and looks at him,"Ok now tell me do you know who you are?" Kijin raises a brow and looks at him with a confused and annoyed look,"Yeah i'm Kijin now where am I and whats going on?"

The doctor would nod looking at him with the same calm expression, "Good to hear and to answer your question your still in Nacrene City but in the hospital you were still asleep outside the museum one of the officers at the scene had you taken here." He tells him before Kijin starts to try and get out of bed,"Hold on there you just woke up we don't know how that mist affected you." He moves out of the bed and stumbles a little as his legs try to get recanted, as he gets to his feet and looks around grabbing his belt with pokemon and looks at the doctor,"Look doc thanks for the help and all but Plasma still has the skull and some of the other trainers that were there might have gone after them I need to see if things went ok." Kijin quickly heads out of the room showing his body was fine as he ran down the hallway heading for the front counter he peeked into a room and saw a line of black body length bags each sitting on their own stretcher. He thought it was odd but just continued towards the counter, once there he asked for his belongings back then headed outside.

As he turns to head towards the museum again he sees the large raincloud over the forest and some of the trees burned showing signs of a fire he was shocked looking out at the forest,"Man....what happened out there." He says walking towards the ruined forest not aware of the events that had occurred as he starts to move towards the forest.

((Most of the weird stuff in this RP has some grounding in a thought-out idea. And err-

I forget where I was going with this. I just wanted to say that Robert is a bigoted pissant because he cried off as soon as his thing fell down. The sun's disappearing, it's windy and I'm so cold I can hardly move my fingers. I will try to post

Also, Hiba's picture made me go ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHH then I laughed))

Peekachu!

Peeeeeek-achu!

Peeee-heh, pee-kachu!

Katelyn giggled each time Wayne played peekaboo with a twist of pokémon. She fell about laughing and he grabbed and tickled her sides until she inadvertently kicked a sandal in his face.

"Owwwow..." Wayne whined, checking his nose was still on straight. But then he carried on with a playful, "why you!"
"Ew!" Katelyn shrieked, pulling away, "Wayne's got a nosebleed!"
"I uh, huh, so I do," he muttered, dabbing a hand against his lip as it became covered by a river of blood, "Oh god, someone get me a paper towel!"

"Here," Elizabeth leaned over from the passenger seat and passed Wayne some white cloth from her bag, "tip your head back. Katie, don't kick Wayne."
"It was an assydent." She whispered cutely, dancing around the words.
"Katelyn...?" Elizabeth's eyebrow went up. C'mon girl, you know better than that.
"Accident," she said definitely.

"It hurts is what it is," Wayne muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. They weren't even at Undella and he'd already got into a scrape.
"Won't be long til we get there," Zack said, driving, "Then you can go jump in the sea."
"Will that help?" Wayne sounded clogged up.
Zack shrugged, "Sure, why not."

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Tropical paradise in the east. Undella Town, made up of tourist resorts, expensive villas and bikinis. The town itself wasn't literally made out of bikinis, but the favourite attractions... well, they weren't the sunken ruins just off the edge of town. Summer sun shone through the car window and Wayne stuck his face against the glass.

Katelyn pouted and grabbed the inattentive Wayne's hair, yanking him back and he went, manly as he could, "Nyayayaya... Katie, god da-ow, whaaat?"
"I wanna piggyback ride," she said, well, demanded.
"But we're still in the car-" Wayne pointed then common sense hit. "Oh right, in a minute. Okay, just don't pull my hair. Or kick me in the face. Or inflict pain on me."
Katelyn pinched his arm almost immediately, "Pinch!"
"Hey! Stop! Ow, stop or I'll start calling you Krabby Katelyn and you won't like that when you get older, let me tell y-ow!"


***

Wayne slowly regained his senses. He had to sniff around until the scent of wet moss and mud reminded him that he was still in the forest. And on the floor.

"Why is my life nothing but pain?" he groaned, sitting up slowly, rubbing his cheek where Baker knocked him down. "Argh. Damn. That's gonna leave a mark."

He stood up unsteady and checked his a**. Yep, covered in mud. Well, I needed new clothes anyway, he thought, trying to get his bearings.

"Town must be that way," he figured, because he could just about hear the sound of rescue workers clearing out the forest. He limped towards the noises, "I hope they got a spare bed..." limp. ow. limp. ow. "And some morphine... please god."

((Too... ********... cold... okay, see you people in a few days. So long.))

Jump and Jackie's search for Amber had brought them from the police station, where they viewed the crime scene and the accompanying footage in the security feeds. After determining her next move, they tracked her to the Pinwheel Forest's center, where the earth was burned and the trees were leveled.

But the ex-nurse had covered her trail entirely by the time they got there. Not that the fire had left a trail for them to go after. With no leads anymore, the two of them had to call it quits.

Jump sat on a charred rock, chin resting on one hand and his elbow propped up on his leg. He looked out at the diatant canopy under the sun. It was hard to believe that this forest fire took place in just one day. Even if he hadn't been in Pinwheel Forest before, Jump felt that much of it's history had been burned down.

Amber had left a gruesome level of carnage behind her. The bodies had been covered by the time Jump had gotten to the police station, but the bloody scent in the air and the few pieces of...people he saw made his head dizzy. He tried not to let it show in front of Jackie. He had to be professional, after all.

But it wasn't something he could just not talk about, either.

"That was some...wow." He didn't look at Jackie as he spoke, only straight ahead. "Really sick s**t. Like, wow. That was ******** up."

Jump ran one of his hands through his spiky tufts of dark hair. "Sometimes the stuff we see on these kinds of jobs is a lot, you know? Just takes a while to process, maybe. But I think I want..."

The Interpol Agent trailed off, stopping when his tongue tied. Why was he talking to Jackie about this? She didn't really scream Mrs. Friendly. But the bond they shared came from years of being through the toughest of times together. He trusted her. So with problems like these, she was somebody he could turn to. At least that's what Jump hoped.

"How long do you want to keep doing this for, Jackie? Do you ever want to do something else with your life?"

"No," Jacqueline lied. She took out a small, unmarked black phone and slung it over for Jump to catch, "Call in forensics and have them cordon off the area. I refuse to believe this trail is cold."

If she concentrated, she could still detect the faintest trace of their quarry's Aura. It had lead them this far, but it wasn't going to take them any further. The World Government had little say in this case; their special forces only dealt with direct threats to global or governmental security. b***h goes crazy and massacres a police station? That's Interpol's collar.

She sighed. The past few days had been taxing. She could handle sneaking into terrorist facilities and going toe to toe with some of the deadliest ******** on the planet; babysitting and wild goose chases weren't her thing. She hated problems that she couldn't just beat down.


***

"Wake up time, Wayne," Shery said from up above. Wayne sat up slowly, his skin peeling against the plastic mat that was keeping him from lying directly on the forest floor. Audino backed away, the pink light from her Heal Pulse fading slowly.

It was a good thing he'd run into Shery, he thought, because otherwise he'd probably still be struggling through the forest.
"Your mom said I should go find you," she told him when they met up, "good thing you talk to yourself: Audino heard you a mile away."
He'd managed to avoid telling her about his injuries in specifics: she simply asked if Plasma did it and his averted gaze told her everything she needed to know.

"I think I fell asleep," Wayne yawned, "hey, my face doesn't feel like it's on fire anymore. Sweet."
"More than your face, the whole forest was on fire. Then it was getting rained on. Weird, weird day."
"I think my dad was sorta responsible for the fire," Wayne said quickly, rubbing the back of his head and discovering the caked on mud. "I think."
"Are you joking? That was clearly a bomb. Or a fire pokémon."

Wayne looked away. Zack told him that Aura techniques drew out humans' true strength, allowing them to fight on par with pokémon. Assuming they're really good with Aura anyway. Wayne tried meditating once but he just wound up with the flu and loads of bruises from where the waterfall was crashing down on him.

"Anyway," Shery said, cracking her back, "we should be getting back to town. Audino, do you remember the way?"
The pokémon nodded and started to lead. Shery helped Wayne to his feet and they followed after.
"I really need to get me one of those," Wayne said, pointing to Audino.
"You'll be hard pressed to find as skillful a healer as Audino," Shery boasted, "she's talented, even for her species."
"I won't dispute that," Wayne muttered, remembering how Audino fixed his arm, "Still weird how you're in nurse cosplay when your pokémon does all the work."

She tensed up and the trainer decided to avoid that subject. Hey, it may look cosplay but maybe it's... not? Oh, come on, how many real nurses wear bright pink.

"Unless they're porn stars on the side anyway," he said quietly. Shery looked at him funny and Wayne slapped his forehead, "Ugh, that brain-mouth thing again..." and still she stared, "well, from that look you're giving me, I guess you're not a porn star. Or if you are then you're just mad I worked it out."

He reigned himself in and they fell into awkward silence, which was only broken when they reached the hustle and bustle of the city. Now all Wayne had to do was find his family, get his pokémon back and go see what was happening about Plasma.