Rather Cold (Nici/Open/Mod)

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/namiumekotable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 black none,b,Table][scrolly:h(230),w(235),sy,as(padding:4px 10px 0px;margin-top:42px;margin-left:233px;)]Nami found herself extremely surprised by the actions of the Sneasel, and though one would have expected with such sharp claws, the Sneasel's motion would have hurt, it was actually gentle enough to where Nami wasn't cut. Smiling a little, Nami leaned forwards and hugged the Sneasel gently. "Thank you," she grinned a little finding herself being a bit cheesy but unable to do anything about it. She was happy to make a friend. After a moment, she released the Sneasel from the hug and slowly rubbed the back of her neck. "I was... wondering if you would like to come with me..." she smiled a little. "And be my friend..." Slowly drawing out a pokeball from her pocket, Nami held it forwards. "You don't have to, of course, but...." [/scrolly]

[MCstorms]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/hopesposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(228),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:58px;margin-left:15px;color:#11171c;)] Hopes Absol didn't know what he should do. The dog like Pokemon wanted to help his master, but was unsure of the best option. The Pokemon looked at his trainer; Hope was almost motionless. Absol then decided he would bring Hope to the Pokemon center as he did not have another option. The Pokemon wen't and took Hope from Nici and ran to the poke center. Hopefully they would be able to help. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

The Sneasel simply nodded his head when Nami told him thanks, though by his standards Nami had done more for him then he could repay ... or at least for the time being. Seeing the pokeball in Nami's hand, the Sneasel studied it a moment, not quite sure what he should do. On the one hand, he would be able to remain with Ken and perhaps the twins that had shown concern for him earlier despite what had happened, but on the other hand he wouldn't be able to explore as much ... but then again, Nami was travelling when he had found her, perhaps she did so often ... . Besides she was nice and if nothing else he could try and repay her and ... get stronger ... he didn't want to be that weak again. If the Sneasel had anything to say about it, that was the last time he was going to attack someone recklessly ... of course he hadn't exactly been thinking straight with the razor claw in his foot. After a few moments had passed, the Sneasel finally nodded and pressed the button on the pokeball, allowing himself to be caught in the beam of red light that resulted in the action.


Name: (You Choose)
Species: Sneasel
Gender: Male
Ability: Inner Focus
Personality: Generally calm and collect, there is very little that escapes this Sneasel's attention. He is rather alert and though he may seem laid back at first, he's usually making a mental note of every little detail that's going on. Quite the strategist, this Sneasel enjoys putting himself to the test to see what would be the quickest and most effective way to end a battle. Rather protective of Nami, this Sneasel seeks to repay her kindness for what occurred when they first met and has sworn such a thing will never happen again. As a result he is constantly training himself to become stronger so that something like pain won't make him go into a blind rage again. He looks up to Ken to the point one might say he believes the Combusken to be his mentor of sorts and will do anything that is asked of him without hesitation. This Sneasel is rather fond of the Zigzagoon twins that were found with him and though he is almost afraid to approach them again lest he frighten them, often leaves treats or treasures for them to find. There is one dark side to him though ... when angry or in extreme pain, this Sneasel is prone to going into a blind rage where he will attack anyone and everyone close to him, though he is working to curb this dark side not everything has been successful as of yet.


The Poochyena was relieved to say the least when the Absol helped take Hope inside but didn't allow herself to rest one moment until she was sure all of them were safely inside once again. Once inside the pokecenter, the Poochyena collapsed on the floor, exhausted.

Hearing the door open again, the nurse looked up to see Nici and the Absol carrying a motionless Hope inside along with the Poochyena who promptly collapsed in the doorway. Eyes growing wide, the nurse gestured for a Chansey to join her, "Chansey, take the Poochyena and begin treatment on her immediately, Absol and Nici, there are rooms down the hall, I'll bring a warm blanket and some medicine shortly,"she said in an urgent voice before rushing off to do just that.

The Chansey nodded and hustled over to the Poochyena before picking her up and taking the exhausted pup to the back room without another word.

[Nicodemus]

[atrb=background, i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/NickiTable-1.png][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,299][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(205),w(315),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:22px;margin-left:25px;margin-top:47px;margin-bottom:1px;)] The warmth flooded onto her frosty skin and she let out a breath of relief, more than satisfied to see her breath didn't show in here. Hope still hung on her back, while the two other Pokemon, the Absol and Poochyena, helped drag him along. She appreciated their help more than she could ever tell them, especially when she knew the Poochyena was practically dragging. She felt the weight slip off her back as she let Hope down onto the couch in the lobby. Nici let out another short gasp, her lungs drained. She turned to look over at the Absol and Poochyena, only to find the gray pup had fallen to the floor, beyond exhaustion. "Oh no," she felt a wave of guilt claw at her heart, making her blood turn as icy as the snowy wasteland outside. This was her fault. If she hadn't made sure the pup stayed inside, made sure the Poochyena hadn't attacked Hope, it would still be laying on the couch, curling up, ready for a nap. The girl growled out loud, glaring down at the Absol. "I hope you're happy. Now that one's hurt, too." she nodded to where the Chancey scrambled to the backrooms with the Poochyena in her short, pink arms. Still, without thinking, she knew she had to get Hope back to the rooms where the Nurse had said. She hoisted him up again, her back aching with the amount of exertion, the great strain it took for her to merely hold him up without collasping herself. Nicodemus struggled to the rooms and dropped him as softly as she could onto a bed. At least Nami would be happy with the decisions she'd made, most of them anyway. The girl stumbled back out of the rooms and out of the PokeCenter, eager to get her Pokeball back. She grasped the red orb, shivering with the cold seeping fast into her bones. She brought it up to her face, whispering, "False alarm, Moon." Slipping it back onto her belt, she hurried back into the building, warmth yet again hitting her skin. Pins and needles fluttered over her arms, making her limbs feel as useless and detached as a fish out of water. Nicodemus snapped her fingers, an idea hitting her head. She moved to find Nami, who was with her new Sneasel, she found, watching the Pokemon flood into the Pokeball. The teenager looked up at Nami, "We gotta situation. Thought you might be able to help." She didn't say anything further and slipped out of the room and back to where Hope was. Nami looked like the type to know medicine, for when the Nurse did show up. Nicki knew, but she was far too tired to even think about healing anyone. [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/namiumekotable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 black none,b,Table][scrolly:h(230),w(235),sy,as(padding:4px 10px 0px;margin-top:42px;margin-left:233px;)]Nami sighed softly as the Sneasel disappeared into the red light of the pokeball and remained there. An earnest gentleness had settled into her chest as she held the pokeball close then. Thank you... I won't abuse your trust, ever she mentally reassured herself more than the Sneasel. However, before she had even a chance to put the pokeball away, Nami found Nicodemus's presence in the room. The brown haired woman turned her head and offered a partial smile only to then hear the words Nici had to say. She had to fight herself on groaning and instead managed to put up at least something of a strong expression on. Alright... she could do this... Just a bit more, right? Following Nici out, Nami walked up the stairs into the room where Hope was and had to literally take a double take when she caught sight of him. What in the world had happened, exactly? Nami couldn't even find the words to speak, yet her thoughts were coming to somewhat of a snarky conclusion. Shaking her head, Nami looked back at Nici before looking back at Hope again. "Does the nurse know?" she asked quietly after a moment. Though she may have looked it, Nami was not a medical assistant. Though she had some basic medical understanding, she was far from any sort of nurse.... [/scrolly]

[MCstorms]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/hopesposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(228),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:58px;margin-left:15px;color:#11171c;)] The Absol stayed by Hope's side. He sat and watched his trainer who seemed all but dead. What had happened? Was he sick? Did he get poisoned? The proud Pokemon just waited as hoping to find out some knowledge. Hope's cheeks were turning red as was his forehead. If one felt it, it would feel abnormally warm. Hope was running a high fever, But this wasn't the only factor there had to be something else to. What could it be? The white haired Pokemon looked at the new women to enter the room he did not approve, but he had to for now. He continued to wait patiently for results. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

Almost as soon as Nami asked if the nurse knew, said nurse came rushing into the room with some warm blankets and medicine. Taking one look at Hope, the nurse paled a little and immediately removed his wet shirt and jacket. The pants ... .x. no she wasn't going to touch those but ... surely his health was more important than propriety. Blushing, the nurse quickly removed the pants and put the blanket over him before turning to the girls. "He has a fever ... I'll tell one of my Chansey to come to assist you but the best thing we can do is keep him warm and keep the fever down,"she explained before putting several more blankets over Hope that she had brought with her. "I must go check on the Poochyena, I shall be back shortly though. The bathroom is across the hall, you can soak some hand towels or washcloths in cool water to help lower his temperature. When he wakes up you can give him some tea in which I blended some special herbs into to help."[/color] Saying this, the nurse rushed out to see how the Poochyena was doing.

Almost as soon as the nurse had left, a Chansey came in with wet towels and the tea that the nurse had just been talking about and set it on the table next to Hope's bed. Turning to the girls, the Chansey seemed to be waiting for any orders the girls wished to make.

[Nicodemus]

[atrb=background, i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/NickiTable-1.png][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,299][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(205),w(315),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:22px;margin-left:25px;margin-top:47px;margin-bottom:1px;)] When the Nurse came in, Nicodemus almost felt the anxiousness clawing at her belly fade away. Almost, but not quite. It still hung there like the morning fog among mountain trees, desperate for somewhere to call home, refusing to be chased away until the final rays of sun washed it away within the golden light. The girl watched as the woman stripped Hope of his clothes, and she felt her cheeks flame slightly. She'd never seen a naked man, and she didn't intend to break that record today, and she turned around, twiddling her thumbs until she was sure the nurse had finished with her duty. Listening, Nicki found Hope now had a fever, and he was burning up, but had to be kept warm. She would give them more blankets, some herbal tea, and washcloths soaked in cold water for his forehead. The girl nodded, even if the Nurse hadn't been talking to her directly. She couldn't really tell, and since she was the youngest, she doubted that she'd be the one for instructions. Still, she did keep her ears open. Then the Nurse left, and a Chansy came very soon afterward, delivering items the Nurse had described to them on a bedside table near Hope. The Pokemon then stood stock still, awaiting further instructions. Nicki bit her lip, concentrating. First priority: Warmth. I can do that. She plucked a Pokeball from her belt and clicked it open, letting her Quilava materialize onto the floor. "I need you to keep him warm," she nodded her head to Hope on the bed, beads of sweat flecking his forehead as he seemed to shiver in his sleep. Blaze caught her serious gaze and took no hesitation in laying beside the man, covered in blankets, and let his fire simmer down to red coals along his back. She nodded in satisfaction. Looking back at the Chansy, Nicki started giving directions. Nami could say whatever she wanted after, but Nicki had to get this out first, even if it did seem obnoxious. "I need plenty of pillows and tons more blankets. Once this tea runs out, some broth should do well, with the same herbs that were in the tea, but with some sedative. Not a lot, just enough to make sure he can sleep." She looked over at Nami, her eyebrows furrowed. "Anything I'm forgetting?" If Nami didn't care to help, she should probably get some sleep. She had no idea how long she'd been traveling before she met up with her, and it could be a while before Hope was finally out of his current comatose. If she did care to help, they could take shifts, so she could sleep anyway, the both of them watching over the stubborn man who lay feverish in a hospital bed, leaving Nicodemus wondering how in the hell the man had even gotten this way. Men are such fools, [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/namiumekotable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 brown none,b,Table][scrolly:h(230),w(235),sy,as(padding:4px 10px 0px;margin-top:42px;margin-left:233px;)]The brown haired woman's heart jumped startlingly into her throat as the nurse came in. The fight of flight mechanism was thundering in her blood but simmered when she realized it was only the nurse. As the nurse forced Hope to shed the wet clothes, pupils shrank considerably. However, unlike Nici who was fast enough to turn around, Nami was left there staring and turning redder than a tomato. However, when the blankets covered him once more, Nami slowly exhaled not even realizing she had been holding her breath. As the nurse turned back to her, Nami stood a little taller, ready to accept whatever orders were asked of her. Keep him warm and keep the fever down... It almost seemed like a walking contrition, yet Nami was going to do her best to accommodate for both. That she owed the man, somehow, or possibly it was her sense of duty kicking in. Either way, she was going to do this. After the nurse left, Nami let out a quiet sigh only to straighten up again when the Chansey came in with the towels and tea. How did they keep doing that, coming in an out on some sort of unknown cue from one another? Nami wasn't sure. As Nami's eyes moved back to the bed, she caught sight of Nici releasing Blaze. Orders were given and Nami found herself impressed by Nici's take charge personality. It was something Nami didn't have, and now matter how much she wished it she would receive such any time in her life. Forgetting anything? Nami stopped to think. Turning to the Chansey and mustering whatever courage might have been present in her, Nami turned serious. "We'll also need an exact thermometer, please," she stated. She knew too well that her own sense of heat was distorted from having been in the cold, and because of this, it would be silly to check on Hope's temperature by paralleling temperatures. After stating this, Nami slowly looked towards a chair in the room and stepped over before sinking down into it. There was another one across from it, but Nami kept her sights on Nici. "God damn it all..." she sighed quietly after that. [/scrolly]

[MCstorms]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/hopesposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(228),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:58px;margin-left:15px;color:#11171c;)] Hope's breathing had become more rapid and heavy. He was getting worse and fast. Thankfully he was in a hospital where he could be treated. If Hope had been conscious when he was stripped; he probably wouldn't of felt embarrassed at all. The Absol Lied down Next to hope's bed and awaited for him to awaken. He looked at the two girls who he still did not trust, but he then closed his eyes and tried to take a nap. Hope meanwhile was drifting through a deep space. Floating in his own dreams. The young man slowly opened his eye's to see this scene. He made himself Up right and looked around. There was nothing , but far dots that could only stars and galaxy. Hope felt a presence besides his own. He turned his body and the boys eye's widened. It was none other then the legendary Giritinia. Standing Toe to toe with such a Pokemon Made him feel somewhat insignificant. It was a dream , but hope did not know that. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

The Chansey nodded and saluted with a determined 'Chansey!' and immediately rushed to do as she was ordered. After a short time the Chansey came back with a rather large stack of pillows that just barely fit into the door and set them down, somehow managing to keep the pillar of pillows steady all the while before pulling out a thermometer from seemingly out of nowhere and rushing back out to prepare the broth.

As soon as the Chansey ran back out again, the nurse came in with a more calm expression on her face,"You'll be pleased to know that the Poochyena is doing fine and is now resting. She was mostly worn out from battling, nothing to worry about,"she said before looking over at Hope, nodding in approval upon seeing the Quilava. Walking over to the boy, she took the thermometer the Chansey had given the girls and placed it in Hope's mouth. After a while, the thermometer beeped, showing a temperature of 104 degrees. Alarmed, the nurse made sure the boy was tucked in well, took a spoon, filled it with tea, and carefully lifted Hope's head up so he could swallow it, hoping to at least get some medicine inside him. Turning to the girls, the nurse sighed,"He's getting worse ... we need to try and keep the fever down as best we can but there is very little we can do at the moment but wait and hope."

[Nicodemus]

[atrb=background, i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/NickiTable-1.png][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,299][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(205),w(315),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:22px;margin-left:25px;margin-top:47px;margin-bottom:1px;)] Nicodemus watched her Quilava carefully, her finger on her chin, trying to think of anything that might help with more heat. She found herself pulling a blanket from the bed on the other side of the room, two stacks of bunk beds in each room, and laying it carefully over her Blaze and that stupid Hope. She reached up and took a second blanket from the top bunk of Hope's bed, and then a third from the other top bunk, each one laid down over the Quilava, tucked in gingerly on the bed. She looked down at the Absol laying near the bed, but unfortunately, there wasn't enough room from the snobby mutt. "You keep your distance, that last thing we need is whatever he's got," she pointed a thumb at Hope, "spreadin' around." The Chansey came back in, dropping a giant stack of pillows, making Nicodemus's mouth drop. She asked for pillows, but not this many. Still, she was happy to have them and let a tired, small smile rest on her face. The pink Pokemon produced a thermometer for Nami, and Nici was happy the woman had asked for it. She'd forgotten. Her mother would be disappointed. Not daring to waste an ounce of time, Nicodemus grabbed a pillow and gave it to the Absol. If it was going to be here, it might as well rest. Then she took another and picked Hope's head up slightly, laying the pillow down over top the ones he already had. She made a small stack of pillows for him to lay on, so that his head was tilted back, but elevated. It would make it easier to feed him. At the sound of Nami, and her silent swear, Nicki turned to look at her, now blending in with a chair, her eyes weary and underlined with prominent black circles, giving her an almost raccoon appearance. Picking up one last pillow. "You look wiped, you should probably get some sleep." She tried at a decent smile, but all her muscle ached, even the ones she need to make that smile, and was left with a half-crooked curve. Nothing much of a smile. "I'll find you when I'm done." The Nurse came back in before the girl could hear Nami's answer, saying that the Poochyena was fine, making Nicodemus's legs weak with relief. Good, the pup was okay. Just resting. She was only tired. But when she came to Hope and checked his temperature, she grew nervous to hear that there wasn't much they could do for Hope and they'd just have to keep the fever down. Nicki sighed and looked back a Nami, tired, but not willing to sleep. She just hoped Nami would go to sleep, it was no good having all three of them down for the count. [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/namiumekotable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 brown none,b,Table][scrolly:h(230),w(235),sy,as(padding:4px 10px 0px;margin-top:42px;margin-left:233px;)]A slightly teetered smile came to Nami's face at Nici's words. She should sleep, but so should Nici. As the Nurse came back in and alerted them both to the whereabouts of the Poochyena, a quiet smile touched Nami's face. For whatever reason, she was feeling thankful at the moment regardless of her exhausted. She was just glad everyone was alright. Slowly forcing herself to stand again, Nami made a habitual brushing maneuver of her fingers through her hair and looked towards Nici. "We both should... Nurse Joy.. would you please keep after him?" she asked making a motion to Hope before slowly returning her hand to her side. "Come on Nici... we should head upstairs to bed..." she finished before offering the other young woman a smile. "And if need be we can get up in a few hours and check on things," she reassured just in case her words were met with some sort of opposition though Nami couldn't honestly think of exactly what. Before anymore words were spoken, Nami simply started walking wearily out of the room mentally swearing again at the stairs before starting up said stairs. Each step was heavy, and an obscure thought that she needed to lose weight came and went in Nami's head. She managed to get to the top of the stairs only after a solid minute, and even after that, she had to force herself to keep walking to the room. Upon getting there, quite literally flopped on the bed and closed her eyes. She didn't fall asleep that quickly, but it was so much more comfortable to be horizontal at the moment. [/scrolly]

[MCstorms]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/hopesposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(228),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:58px;margin-left:15px;color:#11171c;)] Hope Looked at the Giratina it was massive and it was something he had only read stories of. Hope doubted this Pokemon's existence, but now it was before him. Hope stared at the Pokemon and then the legends eye's began to glow. A bright Light engulfed the young man causing him to squint. When he opened his eye's he was no longer drifting through space Hope was at place that seemed familiar to him yet he could not put a finger on it. Where was he ? the young man inquired. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

The nurse nodded when she heard Nami's question, "Of course I will, now you just run along to bed now and I'll take care of everything here," she replied as she changed the wet cloth on Hope's forehead. The nurse certainly felt much to wide awake and nervous to even think about the possibility of going to bed.

[Nicodemus]

[atrb=background, i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/NickiTable-1.png][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,299][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(205),w(315),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:22px;margin-left:25px;margin-top:47px;margin-bottom:1px;)] The numbness in her legs kept pricking up to her brain, reminding her how her mind was dragging. It was almost too much to take in, to keep moving, to keep working, to keep remembering. Her eyes burned, stinging with dreary vision, her blue eyes determined to blur everything she tried to see, making her blink much more frequently. It was more annoying than anything, really. She'd been like. She was used to it. Nicodemus always kept moving until she was somewhere safe enough to sleep, for her Pokemon, for herself. She'd stayed up for three days straight before, not that it was any fun. But she had. The girl hated having to do it, but the well being of her Pokemon came before her. What if someone stole them from her belt as she slept? She couldn't risk something like that, not when all she had left were her Pokemon. It would be like giving her sister away, only she wouldn't be able to say no. And she could barely pick herself up from that. She couldn't imagine having to do it again. Nici looked at Nami, blinking hard to see her face clearly. She was about to disagree, to tell her that she'd rather stay up and stay with Blaze, but the Nurse cut her off and told them they should. The teenager never really liked doing what she was told these days, but she had to agree the sound of sleep was especially tempting. She frowned in dismay. Walking back up to Hope, she crouched down so she was eye-to-eye with her bundled up Quilava, ignoring Hope as he muttered in his sleep. "You'll be okay here, by yourself? I can leave someone behind with you, if you want." She felt horrible about even thinking about leaving him on his own, but she wasn't in her own house, not that she had one. The Pokemon merely growled at her in reply anyway, his eyes narrowed as he let out the short grunt. She knew he wouldn't want anyone with him, he seemed annoyed with them most of the time. Still, she didn't trust the Absol. He was too violent, too distrusting. Pulling out one of her Pokeballs, she released her Eevee, well, one of her Eevees: Moon. He sat, seeming to ignore his trainer's eyes. Her completely, actually. She looked over at Moon, still crouching beside the bed. She called him over by motioning with her finger. He came, obediently, though he hated having to. She waited until he hopped up beside Blaze, who let out another short grunt in greeting. Moon merely returned it with a glance and turned back to Nicodemus. "Stay with him, keep an eye on the Absol." The girl whispered to her Pokemon, attempting to keep her paranoia secret. The Eevee looked down, at the white canine, and laid where he stood, his fluffy tail curling around his side and resting underneath his chin, where the Pokemon laid his head down. It would be an easy task, the Eevee refused to worry. Finally standing herself, Nicodemus gave the Nurse a short smile and stumbled to the door, following Nami like a lost Poochyena. At the thought, the girl froze for a second, sighing as she wished she could see the small pup again. It would have to wait until she awoke again. Each leg was heavy and strained, and the stairs seemed so long and high, but the girl forced herself up, refusing to give in to the effects of exhaustion quite yet. Nici followed Nami into a room and collapsed on a bed she claimed unceremoniously as she curled up in the blankets. Sleep wouldn't follow her immediately, but if she laid there long enough, it would. [/scrolly]

[Jay]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/namiumekotable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 black none,b,Table][scrolly:h(230),w(235),sy,as(padding:4px 10px 0px;margin-top:42px;margin-left:233px;)]Nami wasn't exactly sure when she had fallen asleep, but at some point, consciousness had slipped away from her. This left her into the nothingness of her general dreams, and though she was exhausted, her dreams were violent in nature. At some point, she had thrashed about and ended up falling straight off the bed. sitting up startled from her new position on the floor, the brown haired woman looked around worriedly. Her heart thumped in her chest, and she bit her lip trying to silence any sort of sound that might have escaped her. Slowly standing up, she rubbed her temple slowly and looked around through the darkness of the room only to catch sight of Nici in another bed not too far off. Shaking her head, she slowly tiptoed to the door out of the room and slowly began to open it. The door creaked a little causing her to freeze for a brief moment before opening the door fully and stepping out closing the door soundlessly behind her. She wasn't sure why she was awake.....Ok, that was a lie. She knew she wouldn't be able to sleep after that dream... that dream of Maxine and her mother fighting. she missed them both... both had been so important to her, but what was now in her mind was the question as to why she had dreamed of them. She rarely did so now a days...Shaking her head, she pushed the thought away. She was up now. Maybe she could go downstairs and just ... find something to do.... [/scrolly]

[MCstorms]

[atrb=style,background-image:url(http://i682.photobucket.com/albums/vv181/SojiRem/hopesposttable.png);][atrb=width, 497][atrb=height, 297][atrb=style,border:0 teal none,b,Table][scrolly:h(228),w(251),sy,as(padding:4px 0px 5px;margin-top:58px;margin-left:15px;color:#11171c;)] Hope saw the image of his dad in his dream realm. His farther then pointed a gun at him and shot it. In sync with the bullet hitting him Hope shot up from bed wide awake. He was cold though freezing in fact. Also Hope looked under the covers to see he was naked. Thinking about it he came to the conclusion he was not naked previously. That's when Hope realized he hadn't had anything to drink in a few day's. Hope got out of bed then put on some pants he reached into his back and pulled out a light sweatshirt and put it on. Leaving it unzipped he walked downstairs. Hope had no Idea where he was, but it became clear as wen't downstairs. What had happened he remembered talking to Nici and then a blur. It was so Bizarre thought the young man. [/scrolly]

[Maid Melody]

The nurse had left the room so that she could change the water needed in order to keep the fever down. Returning to the room to find her patient missing caused the nurse to utter a surprised shriek/scream, bringing a Chansey running. The Chansey, upon finding that nobody was in the bed the Chansey ushered the nurse to sit on one of the beds in the room while she looked for the boy.

Going downstairs to find the boy up and walking around of all things, the Chansey sighed and shook her head. "See! Chan see!" the Chansey scolded, taking one of Hope's arms and pointing back to the room he had just vacated, obviously wanting him to return. "See! Chansee, chan see!"

The nurse on the other hand had since regained her senses and walked downstairs to see what the Chansey was trying to do,"Young man! I must insist you get back in bed immediately, you've been sick with fever ... now please,"the nurse directed in a firm yet anxious sounding voice, genuinely afraid what might happen should the boy not listen.

[Nicodemus]

[atrb=background, i360.photobucket.com/albums/oo48/elronia/NickiTable-1.png][atrb=width,500][atrb=height,299][atrb=style,border:0 navy none,b,Table][scrolly:h(205),w(315),sy,as(padding:4px;margin-right:22px;margin-left:25px;margin-top:47px;margin-bottom:1px;)] She was being patient. Really, she was. She even contemplated sleeping with Dream, but she figured the little creature would do nothing more than keep her up. Sleep was refusing to come, and she'd spent what felt like hours rolling around in her comfortable bed, listening to Nami's steady breathing, sighing over and over again, wishing she could just fall asleep. Eventually, she'd sighed for a last time and found herself in the dark. Not any regular dark, a sleeping dark. Like an eternal night without the stars. Everything was black, and she liked it that way. She wouldn't have to focus any of her energy on translating some stupid dream. Slightly aware she was in the unconscious part of her brain, Nici simply sighed again, in her head, and seemed to shut her eyes. A massive thump onto the ground sent Nicodemus bolting upright in her bed, breath leaving her lungs. She whipped her head toward the loud noise, every muscle in her body ready to leap into a fight. To the death, if it was necessary. She never knew at what point she'd become so violent, but she had, and she didn't feel she could change it right now. She probably needed it now more than ever. Nami sat on the floor, biting her lip, her head whipping around as she gathered where she was. Then, silently, the woman stood up and slipped out of the door. What time was it? Was she leaving? How did Nami end up on the floor? Why was everyone dreaming all of a sudden? Nicodemus longed for nothing more than sleep, but her heart was racing and she didn't think she'd be able to get the adrenaline out of her veins for quite a while. Sighing, she lifted up the blankets, which carried all the warmth from the freezing night, and stepped down onto the ice-cold wooden boards that made up the floor, instantly turning the soles of her feet to ice. She sighed again, but rubbed her eyes and silently followed Nami out of the room. She couldn't find Nami again, but Nici decided she'd head down to see the Poochyena. The poor pup was beat up because of her, the least she could do was say sorry. Moon and Blaze met her a the bottom of the stairs, and she stared at the quizically. What were they doing out? Peeking into the room, she found it vacant except for the Absol. She sighed again, Great. She looked down at the two Pokemon staring at her. She beckoned them to follow her and headed down into the lobby, the warm room flooding her eyes with bright colors, making her squint. And of course, there was Hope, in sweats and a hoodie, with the Nurse scolding him like some toddler. Yet again, she sighed. She rubbed her forehead with the palm of her right hand, walking over to the couch slowly, and sitting down on the chair across from the couch, facing Hope. ]"I swear to God, if I have to drag you anywhere else to night, snow or not, I'm going to kill someone." Both Moon and Blaze sat down, appearing to ignore their trainer, Moon more than Blaze. "Can't you just stay in one spot? Just for a lil' while? I'm too tired to fight right now." She rubbed her eye again, trying to cleanse her pupils from the blurry weariness she kept feeling. She'd rather wait until tomorrow morning to jump into yet another brawl with the stubborn man. With or without Pokemon at her side. Of course, she'd use one of her own, trained, Pokemon. [/scrolly]