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[DJ Boomkitty]

F E L I X



"You know me, Evil Eye..."

He was fucking PISSED. There was no other way to describe the man as he stormed into the Slums, his revealed eye swirling about in its socket, desperately trying to find something - anything - to beat the crap out of. Felix was pumped up on rage and adrenaline, a combo that did not bode well for the male. Dammit Nee Nee! Why couldn't he have just... socked the Gardevoir in the face a couple times, eh? It was his fault anyway, for using his Psychic mumbo-jumbo... he couldn't stand it. Not at all.

He forced his still healing arms to lift up a nearby trash can and randomly chuck it down an alley, the bandages wound around his arms and chest tearing slightly from the friction. Felix wasn't even aware that he had gone out shirtless, with just the bandages covering his bare skin. Nor did he care really... he had gone tunnel visioned, focusing only on causing pain, and causing it now. Grunting angrily, he slammed a fist into a nearby wall before glaring around, seeing if he could nail a pound of flesh. He could use a punching bag right now, dammit.

"...You know me, prepare to die."

[SongofWindchimes]

Amelia

The she-wolf was on the prowl.

Amy walked into the slums like she owned the place, the redheaded bounty hunter ready to ruin someone's day. Her tight red tanktop left her arms bare, the X-shaped scar on her right arm for all to see, and the black jeans she wore sat low on her hips, along with the holster for her pistol. Her blood red lipstick didn't hide the scar there, either, if anything drawing more attention to it. Bright yellow eyes glared at all she saw, daring some fool to commit a crime where she could see it, or someone with a price on their head to enter her field of vision.

The sound of a trash can hitting something sent a shot of adrenaline running through her, and Amy picked up her pace. If there a fight going on, she'd have to see if she could break it up, preferably without bullets. What she didn't expect to see was a bandaged, one-eyed, shirtless man slamming his fist into a wall. Why do I never get a topless woman causing mayhem? crossed her mind, right before the mental image of such was halted by that single eye suddenly glaring in her direction.

Shit. He really didn't look like he was receptive to being talked down. Amy sucked at diplomacy, anyway. Her gold eyes narrowed sharply as she reached for her gun. "Don't even try it," she snarled, fully expecting the threat to not even register.

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F E L I X



"You know me, Evil Eye..."

As his wild eye snapped onto the woman, his scowl twisted upwards into a cruel grin, the gears grinding in his head furiously. His vision had already gone red long ago; Felix was on dangerous threshold here, and he didn't even realize it. He began to advance towards the woman, his stride meaningful and aggressive, fists compacted tightly into balls; he was ready to go, and there was no stopping him-

Ah. Wait a moment.

At the woman's movements, his eye flickered oh-so briefly down to the gun she reached for, and just for a second his advance slowed, as if paused, before a hysterical cackle echoed through the air. "Oh aren't you just a fucking bitch haa?" He mused darkly, a twitch forming in his revealed eye. Flicking a hand down to his waist, Felix chucked a Poke'ball forth, revealing a melanistic Carvanha that began snapping at the air immediately upon release. The man's advance began once again, more hasty this time. "Lets spill some blood Captain Chompie~" Came his sadistic call, Chompie locking onto Amy and diving towards her, toothy mouth gaping, while Felix pulled back a fist for a right hook.

Two one one hardly seemed fair but... Felix favored those odds, really. He never played fair.

"...You know me, prepare to die."

[SongofWindchimes]

Amy took the momentary slow as opportunity to draw her weapon as quickly as she could, never backing down despite the cruel grin on the man's face. This guy didn't know who he was dealing with. And proud of it, asshole, she mentally snapped in response to the comment. The addition of the fanged fish didn't seem to outwardly phase her; it wouldn't be the first time someone had attacked her with pokemon, after all, and a Weavile was a hell of a lot faster and deadlier than a Carvanha on land.

The plan of 'block the attack and punch the pokemon in the face' generally didn't work on something that was all teeth, however, and she didn't really want to add any more scars to her collection. So she took the fact that the aquatic pokemon has coming right for her as an opportunity to fire a few shots at it (which she knew would probably just slow it down at best) and then narrowly dodge the incoming toothy projectile. Unfortunately, that put her right the path of the man's fist.

Momentarily wincing in pain, Amy snarled like some kind of feral beast, baring her teeth. "Bastard...Spike!" She unhooked a pokeball with her left hand and just let it drop to activate it before taking a swing at the man; she didn't particularly want to shoot a human if she could help it.

What appeared in a flash of red was, of all things, a Hoppip, who gasped in shock at what he saw. These ruffians harming his Amy! Trying to hit the human would probably also hit his trainer, so instead Spike let out a cloud of Stun Spore at the fish.

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F E L I X



"You know me, Evil Eye..."

Poor Chompie was so dead-pan on biting the head off of the woman that she took a couple rounds, crying out in considerable pain as they pierced her skin. However, luckily for the fish, her skin was rough and the bullets didn't penetrate deep. Chompie flailed aimlessly for a moment, attempting to gnaw on her own hide to rid of the foreign objects, effectively gashing herself worse than the bullets had done themselves. Yet, that had done the trick; Chompie scented blood, and although it was her own, she craved it all the same. Entering her blood frenzy, she... spun around in circles, chasing her tail. The Stun Spore only slowed the spinning, really. What a poor thing.

Having effectively hooked the woman, Felix's rage was far from over. He got a buzz, a high almost, off of physical fighting such as this. His sadism loved to sink his fists into people, while his masochism didn't mind being hit back. It was a vicious circle that played out in Felix's psyche, making him a rather dangerous foe. This, on top of being absolutely enraged in the first place, caused the man to enter a frenzy of such a degree that he hadn't felt before... it was exciting.

An almost feline-esque purr escaped his lips as the woman sunk a fist into his left shoulder, a loud crack ringing through the air followed by the man's high-pitched giggle. "Do that again." He growled between smiling teeth, aiming this time for the woman's neck; not to punch, but to strangle. He... had never attempted such an attack before, but every nerve in his body was screaming bloody murder, so let this be his first.

"...You know me, prepare to die."

[SongofWindchimes]

If Amy hadn't figured out that this guy was completely batshit crazy before, she was convinced of it now. She dealt with some pretty screwed up people, but no one who genuinely enjoyed her beatdowns. Amy was more than ready to grant his wish, however, when he seized her neck. A string of curses running through her mind, she dropped her pistol and moved to claw at his arms with her long nails to try to get him off, forgetting entirely that she'd just observed him enjoying pain. She was in a rare moment of panic, but most, if not all, of it spilled over into rage as she continued snarling; Amy was not going to be strangled to death by some crazy shirtless bastard in the middle of the slums, dammit!

Spike was momentarily sorry for the spinning fish, wondering if there was something he could do to calm her down or help her somehow, since the spores didn't stop the strange frenzy. However, when the stranger started strangling his trainer, the Hoppip sprang into action with a defiant cry, summoning Grass Knot vines with the intention of prying the man's hands off of Amy's throat with them. He was feeling an odd sort of thrill, really; he was a like a knight saving a damsel in distress. Not that Amy would ever appreciate hearing someone call her that.

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F E L I X



"You know me, Evil Eye..."

The woman's clawing raked through the freshly-woven bandages on Felix's arms, initially causing redness and scraping but quickly turning into full on gouges and gashes. Yet the more she clawed, the harder he squeezed and the wider his crazy smile spread. His giggles came in hiccups now, a continuous flow bubbling up from his chest to pop at the back of the man's teeth. This... this was wonderful. Felix could only stare with a wide eye, pupil dilated, as he quite literally took her breath away. "Yeah, that's what I thought, haa! Shut you up like I wanted to those stupid fucking psychics!" He chattered behind closed teeth. He was completely and utterly lost within the act.

The Grass Knot came suddenly, and having been so transfixed on the woman, Felix felt his arms being wrenched away from their target. With a snarl, he acted upon the first though that came to mind; '...apply directly to the forehead.' Twitching, he slammed his head forwards in a violent headbutt, aiming to knock the woman square in the forehead. So what if his arms were useless, this raging cat still had some teeth!

"...You know me, prepare to die."

[SongofWindchimes]

Amy's clawing became all the more frantic the more he squeezed, not realizing that she was simply egging him on with the act. Her panic-rage simply kept mounting as she tried to gasp for air, not even registering what he was saying; Amy had pretty much nothing in way of a flight or submission instinct, running completely on fight, and the more desperate the situation, the more her body reacted with what defiant thrashing it could accomplish. All the same, darkness was encroaching on her vision and her motions were on the verge of slowing when Spike freed her.

Already unsteady from the strangling, the headbutt sent her to the ground. Gulping deep breaths and rolling away a little to give herself room, she didn't even think to grab for her gun, getting to her feet again as fast as she could. "You talk too goddamn much..." she growled, suddenly lunging at the man with her right fist aimed at that maniac grin. If he'd thought a punch from her left hand was painful, he hadn't seen anything yet.

Spike, meanwhile, was at a bit of a loss for what to do. Most of his attacks would either hit both humans (as much as he adored his trainer, her tendency to keep throwing herself back into a fight made being her hero relatively difficult), or were pretty pokemon-exclusive in their effectiveness. So, the little Hoppip merely hovered in the air, maintaining the vines, knowing that at least that was helping.

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F E L I X



"You know me, Evil Eye..."

His emerald eye followed her motions as she rolled away, his giggles giving way to growls, the grin plastered to his face twitching ever-so-slightly in annoyance. Things had been going so well and... she had to go ruin it. Just like that Yukiko chick! Oooo, he would get her back too, that was for sure... somewhere out of Neener's sight, away from his darling cats... she said she was homeless; homeless aren't generally hard people to find. Ah yes, his giggle had returned just at the thought of causing the girl pain... until a fist came into his line of view. Oh dear~ what would Felix do?

Bite it. That's what he would do.

As the blow came for him, he twisted his head to the side the best he could, the vines still serving their purpose dutifully. Although taking the blow still, it wasn't completely on-target due to his actions, and Felix acted instinctively again, biting down on her wrist. His head was reeling from the impact, his jaw and cheek becoming inflamed immediately; nasty bruises would form there soon enough, that was for certain. He exerted as much pressure as he could, aiming for blood. His own tasted tangy and metallic... would hers the same?

Speaking of which, Felix gagged and sputtered with his grip, his already injured body protesting under such strain. What was this? It was... uncomfortable, unlike the sweet release he normally felt. It burned in the pit of his stomach, instead of butterflies that SHOULD be there... before he knew it, Felix heaved again, releasing his grip to spit aside blood. What was going on?! Snarling, he lashed out at the woman with another bite; this was all her fault, dammit!

"...You know me, prepare to die."

[SongofWindchimes]

Amy would never admit how quickly she scrambled backward, pressing her bleeding wrist against the red cloth of her tanktop, the moment the man let go to spit out blood, his or hers she didn't know. If this bastard gives me goddamned rabies... part of her snarled. He was certainly fighting like a mad dog. However, the moment she had backed up, the vines holding the man suddenly vanished, followed a breath later by Spike hurling himself at the once-bound attacker with a Double Edge and a shriek.

Amy unhooked another pokeball with a shout of, "Protect!" In flash, her Delcatty took form, Jackie standing defensively in front of her trainer and extending a temporary glittering shield. Amy was immediately looking for her gun; she still didn't want to unload any bullets into this guy, but she didn't want to not have her pistol all the same.

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F E L I X



"If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain..."

As the vines dropped, Felix immediately began moving forwards; having already tasted blood, he wanted more of it. Yet as he took his first step, he was taken off hit feet as the Hoppip attacked him, his weary body giving under the pressure. He landed roughly, tearing the rest of the bandages off on his right arm, causing another burning sensation to explode in his stomach. Felix gagged again, his vision blurring for a moment before clearing, setting his gaze onto the Hoppip. "Why you little shit..." He growled, making to punch it, before a light distracted him and out came...

...

"A.... a KITTEEEEGGGG!" He half shrieked, voice muffled by his swelling cheek, his eye widening as it locked onto the Delcatty. His insane grin quickly morphed into a genuine smile, his previous rage all but forgotten in this new development. He scrambled to sit up, yet ended up flailing slightly, and falling onto his face. When he made contact with the pavement, it had been... harder than normal. His forehead throbbed, and not in a way he enjoyed. But he... had to... get up... a kitty...!

Straining himself, he managed to sit up, a fresh scrape visible on his forehead. He smiled at the Delcatty, reaching a hand towards it. "Duu arr so prehcious muh daahling~" He slurred, blood trickling from his mouth. It... was not a very pretty sight, if it had ever been one to begin with.

"...If you cut me with a knife its still the same."

[SongofWindchimes]

Spike easily drifted away from the man, instead perching gently on his trainer's shoulder. He nuzzled Amy slightly, forming more vines that encircled her wounded wrist as a makeshift bandage. They weren't intended for such uses, but they'd work until she could patch herself up properly. The bounty hunter blinked a little, momentarily distracted from her gun search by the slightly-muffled squeal.

Well...this was unexpected.

Jackie took a step back uneasily as her protective shield's energy ran out. She'd had people admire her beauty before, but never a thoroughly thrashed, bleeding man who'd been attacking her trainer. On one paw, she didn't like being touched, or even being close to, anyone but Amy, and this man was both clearly in the 'guy to help take down' category and incredibly unnerving. On the other paw...damn it all if Jackie didn't feel a bit of pity for someone so badly beaten who struggled so much just to try to pet her...

Slowly and warily, ready to take off running if he made any violent moves, the Delicatty made her way toward the man. She paused just out of reach and then gingerly leaned forward so that he could pet her head if he wanted to.

Amy found and holstered her pistol, her Hoppip still sitting on her shoulder. Okay, so he wasn't being a mad dog anymore, which was good, but now what? She could have one of her pokemon knock him out, but Amy liked to think she'd remember if he was on the wanted posters, and just dragging him to what passed for law enforcement in this place probably wouldn't do much. Hell, this guy could be on drugs for all she knew. Or be genuinely, clinically insane, which...well, she wasn't entirely sure how her whole moral code fit into that, actually...

Amy didn't know if she should draw attention to herself, unsure if her cat had calmed him in general or just distracted him, but she found herself commenting quietly, the aggressive growl gone from her voice, "Her name's Jacqueline."

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F E L I X



"If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain..."

As the Delcatty came closer, his green eye widened, and he slowly reached out to rub the Poke'mon behind the ears. Ohh, she was just so perfect and pretty and and... "Jachhhh... Jaa-ack!" Felix attempted to enunciate the name, failing miserably as he choked on the syllables, Damn it all, why such a long name! "Jaa." He stated confidently, continuing to pet the Delcatty, before he froze, eye having fallen down to his arm. It was rather banged up and... was he... getting blood on the cat? Taking his hand back quickly, he observed Jacqueline carefully, before a growl began coming back to his throat.

"Juu..." He began, his gaze tilting upwards towards the woman. "Tryig ta make meh git blud on da kitteg!" He yelled, fighting his way to his feet (after stumbling a couple times). "Trig ta make meh hurrt kitteg! Ju sick fuk!" He roared, charging his way towards the woman once more. It was true that cats subdued Felix, but anyone that harmed cats - or, harmed them in his eye, anyway - only served to throw him into a rage. His pace was fast but very unsteady as he lunged, fists ready for another spar.

As he lunged, a figure appeared from the alley and was rushing towards the fight in a hurry. It was... another Felix? It certainly looked like the man, however the eye patch was down around his neck and there were a pair of black fluffy ears sticking out of his head. To anyone familiar with the Dark-types, those would be identified as Zorua ears. For this was KITTY, one of Felix's many 'cats', that had decided to find out what her master was doing. She had gotten concerned, and to find Felix in such a state scared the poor girl. She (he, considering it was Felix's body she was using) ran towards the pair, whining loudly.

"...If you cut me with a knife its still the same."

[SongofWindchimes]

Jacqueline tolerated the petting for the most part, not purring but not making any attempt to avoid the hand. She'd just barely moved within his reach and, frankly, if he had gotten any blood on her, it would have been a small amount and hardly noticed. However, she tensed a little when the man withdrew his hand, and this tension spread to Amy, and in turn Spike, in an instant. If he was even beginning to think about striking the cat, Amy would...

The redhead, at first, only registered that she was being yelled at and that he was trying to get to his feet. Only the last roar, garbled as the words were, penetrated. He thought she wanted him to hurt Jackie.

Amy saw red.

"If I thought you'd hurt her, I'd kill you!" she shrieked, not even trying to get out of his way, both of her fists flying toward him blindly. Button successfully pushed; Jackie was her baby, and the idea that she'd ever let anything happen to her sent her snapping straight into rage mode.

The cat in question was both alarmed and confused, especially when she heard the whine her trainer seemed deaf to and turned to see a copy of the bleeding man running for them with...fuzzy ears. You know what, she just wasn't going to bother with that detail right now.

Jackie looked at Spike, who'd taken off from Amy's shoulder when she started screaming. "Can you just knock them out so they'll stop?" she meowed in pokespeech.

Spike sputtered a little at the idea. "B-but Amy--"

"Oh, forget it! I'll do it." The Delicatty started to Sing sweetly, aiming the sleep-inducing melody at the two humans. Even if it only got them drowsy, anything had to be a better state than their current one.

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F E L I X



"If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain..."

Having been mid swing when the Sing struck, Felix staggered, not just under the soothing effects of sing but also his body was giving up on him. In the course of a day, normally the man would engage in a fight or two at the most, and usually on some random harmless passerby. He mugged people, took their money and scrammed. He may be known for his violence, but was blissfully unaware of it. Yet today, he fought a Kingdra, two Bisharp, and now this intense woman. Yet he couldn't help it; he was so angry, dammit!

Falling once more to his face, Felix groaned as he tasted dirt, rising slowly and shakily to an elbow. "No... I... no..." He protested before his prop gave way, and he fell motionless to the ground. The Sing had done its job effectively. Now that the man was snoozing (or in a coma, it was hard to tell) an odd peace was restored... yet KITTY was still standing.

She (he) rushed over to Felix, her own copy fully clothed in his normal garb. She dropped to a knee and hoisted the man up, looking over him quickly with wide, horrified eyes. Her gaze quickly averted to the two Poke'mon and the woman, leering at them distrustfully. <What... what'd you do to him?!> She barked out in Poke'speech, dragging the man away, or at least trying to. They had to get out of there!

"...If you cut me with a knife its still the same."

[SongofWindchimes]

Much as Amy fancied herself the criminals of the slums' worst nightmare, she'd only been at this a few years, and she generally confronted people who realized she meant business when she pointed a gun at them. Sure, she'd been a few prolonged fistfights, and she had managed to take on a Weavile and survive longer than many would years ago, but she was hardly invincible, and this man, even in his severely injured state, had probably been her roughest fight in a long time. When she realized what her Delicatty was doing, she was almost a little relieved.

Not that her anger or pride would let her acknowledge that. "Ja...st.." She staggered a little and let herself sink to the ground, not quite asleep, but clearly not about to go throwing her fists around again.

Jacqueline looked at the...whatever it was with a layer of wariness overlaying a bit of genuine concern. "It's a sleeping move," she explained, "It'll wear off."

Amy blearily looked up at the copy. "...The hell?" she mumbled, waving a hand in front of her own face for a second and then flopping onto her stomach and mumbling something incoherent into ground.

Jacqueline rolled her eyes as she added, "Hopefully when they're as far away from each other as possible. Come on, Spike."

Spike hovered, eying the copycat as if not really knowing how to react. The voice sounded feminine but...Then he looked at Jackie and blinked. "T'would it not be the lady Amy's desire to pursue the ruffian who spilled her blood for retribution?" he reminded.

Jackie went about sliding her body underneath Amy's torso and standing up, hopefully carrying enough of the woman's weight to be able to drag the rest. "I think she'll forgive us," she replied. Truthfully, just letting them go bothered her a little too, but there was something about this guy...Whatever. They'd cross that bridge when they came to it.

Spike, however, remembered something after a moment, looking in the direction he'd last seen the spinning black Carvanha. Assuming she hadn't driven herself to exhaustion by now, he blew a small amount of Sleep Powder her way before floating over to try to grab Amy's shoulder and help drag her off in the opposite direction of the man.

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F E L I X



"If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain..."

KITTY paused in her dragging when Jacqueline spoke, blinking and peering down at her master. Sleeping? They called this sleeping? If anyone understood the concept of sleep it was KITTY, whom absolutely loved to nap and slumber. She found it peaceful and serene... without being covered in blood or... or cuts or... a bruising jaw and... was that a vine wrapped around his leg? What in the world? <Nuh-uh, he's hurt! You hurt him!> She growled, the fuzzy dark ears on the Felix-copy clone twitching angrily. <He's the sweetest guy ever and you hurt him! You guys are just... ruffians!> She claimed, hoisting the bludgeoned man up higher, carrying him bridal style. He was... kinda heavy, agh.

Poor Chompie had been left to her own ministrations, and had practically begun chewing her own tail off. The gal had a one track mind; bite bite, snarl chomp, blood eat, rrrr (respectively). When the Sleep Powder struck her, she fell still, presumably asleep. She... had been forgotten about, with Felix being knocked out and KITTY having not seen the spiraling Carvanha. Now that KITTY was retreating, the water-type was left at Amy's feet, twitching occasionally and about as bloody as the previous man was. Uhm...

"...If you cut me with a knife its still the same."

[SongofWindchimes]

Jacqueline twitched an ear at the accusation, but didn't dignify it with a response, even as Spike gasped in shock and horror at having his favourite word turned back on him. "My lady, I--"

"Let it go, Spike."

"B-but--"

"Let. It. Go." Jackie had no desire to end one brawl and walk into another. Amy needed patching up (though the 'sweetest guy ever' there clearly needed more), and then whatever happened happened, and she'd be by her trainer's side when it did.

Then the Delcatty seemed to really notice the hunk of black, blood-drenched calamari laying on the pavement. Rather, she had a moment of weakness and glanced behind her just to make sure the copycat could haul off the original, and she'd caught sight of the thing twitching...and Jackie officially decided she'd lost her cat-cred entirely as she suddenly felt sorry enough for a fish on top of everything to tip the scales.

"Okay, look," Jackie let Amy slide as gently back to the ground as she could and turned around. "I don't know what happened here, and I'm not gonna pretend to. I just sent these two to sleep to keep them from wrecking each other worse. I don't know if that's another of your buddies--" She flicked her tail toward the fish. "--But even if she's not, I'll hate myself tomorrow if I don't at least say this. We've got a friend who could probably fly you where you need to go for patching up...You know where Hina's pokeball is, Spike?" She looked back at the Hoppip, who nodded, and then turned her attention back to the copycat. "You want the help, you've got it. Otherwise, we just keep walking."

Meanwhile, Spike carefully pulled the aforementioned pokeball from Amy's belt, holding it as best he could with all four stubby limbs. He certainly wasn't about to argue with assisting a lady, even if it also assisted a most unpleasant human being, though he did have to wonder why the ashen-coloured behemoth hadn't been called on during the fight...then he remember exactly how big Hina was and how narrow these alleys were. Right. Not a prime fighting situation.

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F E L I X



"If I touch a burning candle, I can feel no pain..."

The fluffy ears atop the copycat-Felix's head were flattened down defensively, yet as the Espeon spoke they slowly seemed to drift upwards to a normal position. Hu...? She followed the tail flick to see Captain Chompie laid out upon the ground looking... well... not fairly pleasant, so to speak. KITTY bit her/his lip and leered at the Hoppip and Espeon, slowly lowering Felix to the ground as she regarded the situation. This could be a trap but... she would have to risk it, wouldn't she? Unless they ditched Chompie, but KITTY knew Felix would be mourning her abscence by morning; she may not be a feline, but Chompie was still a 'play-thing' to Felix. Along with his newly acquired Bisharp, and Snappy of course...

Wait. Snappy! Why didn't Felix ever use the powerful beast? He could easily overthrow an opponent with her yet he... lacked the conscious to do so. Well he always did seem to like getting into things himself... KITTY shook her/his head, retrieving the ball from Felix's belt and pressing it, releasing the off-colored Hydregion from within her confines. Sir Snappy, as she was known, glanced about briefly before settling her gaze onto Felix, rousing a snort from somewhere deep within her locked conscious. <Is he... dead?> Came her monotone voice, as her eyes stared blankly down at the man.

KITTY hissed (as well as a man could, anyway) and shook her head vehemently, finding another Poke'ball to return the still Carvanha to her ball. <No, hes hurt! We need to get back to Nee Nee's!> She chimed, cancelling her illusion to reveal her true self; a small Zorua. She quickly looked back to the Espeon, pausing just to stare for a moment, before shaking her head. <We'll be fine... just... we never met. I don't know you guys. I just don't.> She stated, taking a step towards Snappy, whom had scooped the man up into her arms and was staring down at him, as if expecting some sort of order from the unconscious man. Needless to say, none came.

KITTY hopped up onto Snappy's back and clung to her neck, looking back over a final time at the Espeon and Hoppip. <...Thank you.> She seemed to smile, waving a paw down at them before Snappy took off, heading back towards Nero's... as ordered.

"...If you cut me with a knife its still the same."