This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
swarms
GRAND OPENING !
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There wasn't even the chance to reply, and J's kirlia was whisking the three of them away. Her head spun and Thalia shut her eyes.
When she opened them, she was standing in a decrepit laboratory. A few beakers were strewn on a battered metal table, and scientific instruments of unknown purpose--at least to her--were lined up against the far wall. The view outside the window was unfortunately familiar. She saw that view in her dreams. It felt engraved in her bones.
She turned to J with a pained look, and the pain was more in her soul--a deep mourning of anything that resembled the competence she expected out of him--than it was physical. "Are you good for anything besides cutting people?"
Neo looked around. "No matter. Most of their generators are still working. Find a blood analysis lab with power. It'll be slow, but as long as there's a centrifuge and a decent microscope, it'll do."
J did not notice many things; he could either have been oblivious to them, or he simply preferred to ignore them in the first place. he took neo's words without further comment, before recalling his kirlia. the psychic-type was whisked away into its pokéball.
he knew nothing about labs. the most he could do was follow the party.
Thalia peeled off into the hallway. If either of them followed her, or neither, or both, it was all the same. She just wanted to get out of here as quickly as she could, and that meant accomplishing what they had come here for.
|P6blIHz < 50 finds a working blood analysis lab
She halted at a doorway, hand on the mantle as she peered inside, and then turned back for Neo.
With a flick of a switch, the room almost came to light. Most of the lights didn't work, only the essential lamps, and she suspected should the room be set on fire, none of the safety measures were functioning either.
There's a layer of dust on everything, and Neo scowled at the microscope, as if glowering at it would magically clean its lenses.
"Find a test tube. A clean one. Get me blood. Don't need much. Fifty milliliters? Like a bottle of nail polish--that much. You too, J. I want a look at your gift."
he was definitely smarter than he let on. mechanically, he located a test tube before attempting to prick himself to draw blood.
<50 his healing factor gets in the way
it wasn't working. the orders had been simple enough, but for a man with a healing factor, it suddenly became a very tall order to perform. his injuries kept repairing themselves at a remarkable rate, and he eventually gave up and turned to thalia.
"punch me hard, and take the blood sample," said J, "if it still doesn't work, we might need something else."
Her own blood sample had been simple enough; flip open a knife, cut arm, collect shiny red test tube. The benefits of a highly specific regeneration power.
She turned to J and drew her right fist back.
"Sorry," she said, and swung.
7B75kFRb > 50 face punch < gut punch < 50 works
Courtesy of one very forceful punch, J's blood sample joined Thalia's.
She heard the punching in the background, but only vaguely. The laboratory, even a broken down hardly functional one, was an all-consuming thing for her.
After a while, when the microscope was clean, and the centrifuge was actually functioning (as opposed to whirring sickly like a cat about to throw up), she wandered over to Thalia to collect the blood samples. Along the way, she stuck a syringe in her arm to collect her own sample.
She segregated the blood from plasma and set it under a microscope.
She frowned.
This wasn't... right?
"Thalia's clear. Blood cells distorted, no sign of virus." She was silent for a moment, double checking and comparing as if her eyes had somehow tricked her. Grudgingly, she added, "J's clear too. ...I'm not."
thalia punched well. it took only one solid try; it was sufficient to wind him long enough for the blood sample to be extracted. he pulled himself up from the ground after thalia handed the test tube to neo, looking none the worse for wear. he walked over to where the two females were, but hung around in the background.
"It is straightforward," Neo agreed, but she still examined the blood samples under the microscope.
She stepped away at last and started setting up what equipment she'd need to synthesize a cure. It wasn't much: a burner, a few flasks, and a pipet. "It makes me wonder if you ever had the virus though, and the nature of your mutations. The crystal was rejected, but nothing else. Also concerned about its theoretical effects on me. What if it tears my heart out? I'd be too dead to even observe. Shame."
She accepted the cigarette gratefully. Pondering whether she was about to watch Neo try and claw herself apart wasn't her idea of a fun afternoon.
"A cure that kills doesn't sound like much of a cure," she said, exhaling a plume of smoke. "And if I possibly didn't even have the virus, you might not have such an adverse reaction. If you start flailing and thrashing, I might be able to hold you still though."
"Death cures the virus too." That was a matter of perspective, and also a path that she didn't quite want to follow down.
Delicately, Neo fiddled with the various instruments laid across the table. A liquid fizzled until it was still, and Neo let it simmer like a sweet syrup before drawing it into a syringe.
Neo glanced at J, then at her freshly healed wrist. "Undoing your hard work. Sorry."
She ripped the leaf off only to see that her skin was miraculously healed underneath. Those were some miracle plants J had found. Mildly annoyed, she gave Thalia the syringe and presented J her healed wrist for the slashing. "If you will."
J glanced down at neo, his gaze impassive. he didn't intend on doing what neo asked of him, considering how adversely she had reacted to him before. he ate another pinch of bitter powder.
"how about no," said J. "i'm sure you have some sort of knife to use." after the giratina, he wasn't about to take orders as a soldier would without question.
There wasn't even the chance to reply, and J's kirlia was whisking the three of them away. Her head spun and Thalia shut her eyes.
This is bullshit.
