bamfsecretary | sixteenth form; worst mother's day ever {Video/Action} (F/D to 7th May)

{It's early evening, and at Ise's house, they're eating dinner. On the floor, because Nanao has no furniture yet. On the plus side, from what can be seen of the house, it seems that renovations have finally been completed, as the walls have been repainted, and the bare wooden boards have been scoured clean. Nanao (who is dressed in her nurse's outfit) waves briefly at the camera, before going back to her soup.}

Hello, Johto. It's been a while, and, as you can see, I've finally finished overhauling the house. It was a long job, but I'm glad I finished before summer hit, if what you all told me about the seasons was accurate. {She gestures to something with the spoon, and the camera swivels around to find an egg in what looks to be a cradle with eyes, with a grumpy-looking Charmeleon sitting beside it, warming the egg with it's tail flame.}

And I have acquired yet another egg. Hopefully this will be the last one for a while, as I really need to start focusing on raising them all. You, ah, may have seen me wandering about, looking pregnant - that was because I was carrying this egg around. {She frowns, briefly, before going back to the soup.} Does anyone else have an egg from Easter that hasn't hatched yet? It's been nearly two weeks, and I'm a little concerned about the Pokemon inside.

I'm taking it in with me to work this evening, but I'm not - wait. {That may have been something like a crack. Everyone moves in, and the cradle transforms back into a Ditto, and it stares curiously at the egg. There's silence for a little while, but the egg has fallen silent again.} That's the fifth or sixth time that it's done that, and I don't know why.

{She reaches out a hand, and gently lays it on the egg, and the shell seems to crumble beneath her touch, and suddenly, in a wash of amniotic fluid, the tiny and far too still form of a Riolu appears.} No...

{The camera blurs, and for a few minutes, only garbled pictures and sound comes through - running feet, the calls of Pokemon, the sudden shift from light to dark to almost-strobing light, and the change in the BGM to the rather familiar tune of the Pokemon Center. When it stabilises, Nanao is slumped on a chair in the staff break room, head in hands.}

I should have known something was wrong - why am I even allowed to do this? He could be dead, and it would be fault..!

{The camera switches off, but not before it catches the sight of Casanova the Ditto transforming into something that looks distinctly human.}

{ooc: She's in the Goldenrod PKMN Center - feel free to run into her, because she really, really needs a hug now.}

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Mm... [leaning against the counter thoughtfully as she finishes her water] I'm sure, even in a world like this, you ought to be able to find passable furniture to hire.

[...t-their definition of 'furniture' may differ 8D;; Studious red eyes study her a long moment more...]

Are you sure you're all right?

[We don't need more people quitting due to stress and all... :| ]

... Why would I hire furniture when I can buy it outright? {This will be interesting :|&}

It's my newest Pokemon. He... wasn't breathing when he hatched. {Oh, don't worry, she's not quitting any time soon.}

[Indeed! :V] Well...of course you can buy it new, but most find it more serviceable when it's long-since learned it's place and to perform it's duties. My sisters and I were built by Beatrice The Golden nearly a thousand years ago.

[At her explanation, Belphe falls silent, furrowing her brow a bit]

I see...the Riolu in intensive care?

{ . . . } Somehow I think your definition and my definition of furniture is a little bit different.

{She looks down at her hands again.} Yes. They're not quite sure what it is yet, and he's not quite stable, so I... can't see him.

{Her voice may have cracked a little on that last part.}

We shuffled his file around quite a bit since I got in...they don't seem to see a lot of serious cases here.

[an uncomfortable pause. She's not very good at comforting people she barely knows]

If it makes you feel better, last I moved his folder, it was out of 'Serious' and into 'Closely-Monitored'...

No, I imagine they wouldn't. Not like his, anyhow.

{She looks up and flashes Belphe a quick smile.}

Really? That's good to know. ...but the head nurse said he still hasn't returned to consciousness, which is never a good thing.

No, I'll agree, it isn't.

But I imagine the fact he's improved at all means that the odds he might recover are greater than the odds he may not. Especially when the staff has nothing more dire to focus their attention on.

[she may not particularly like the Joys, but one can't deny they're good at what they do or they wouldn't have such a strong monopoly on the pokemon care business]

Well, that certainly rings true. Although... there are an alarming number of people who have slipped into comas lately, have there not?

{She looks down at her interlaced fingers and squeezes until her knuckles turn white, and then lets go.}

I suppose it's just a waiting game, now.

Are there...? [she knows that Lucifer recently suffered a week-long sleep with no ill effects after she woke, but hadn't been aware this had been a widespread thing]

If anything of note comes through the filing room, I'll be sure to let you know if I can

Mm. Maybe it's a plague of some description... {She frowns - thinking of the too-still bodies lying upstairs.}

Thank you, that's quite kind.

sixteenth form; worst mother's day ever {Video/Action} (F/D to 7th May)

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