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.
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J remembered that he hadn't retracted his claws. he raised that hand, wordlessly showing neo his bone claws. with them, he pointed to the crystal on thalia's chest.
"tip of the iceberg," he added shortly after. the bone claws withdrew themselves. he was slowly getting a hang of his new ... additions. there was his healing factor, and thalia's super strength. who knew what else he had within him, and she within her.
"Dangerous," Thalia echoed, still smiling. "And I, at least, am not to be trusted. J seems somewhat more stable. So far. But the short story is we got toyed with by some scourge legendaries, and then we willed our way out."
She perched cross-legged on one half of the bar counter top.
She shrugged. "Yes. You seem dangerous. So what? Should I start running? I won't."
Neo shook her head. "I have one syringe. I don't know if it'll work. I believe it will. It's been perfect in testing against dead scourge pokemon, and I know the scientific theory at least has no flaws. What effect it'll have on a human... I don't know."
She's quiet for a moment.
"There's three of us. I won't test on myself, and I'm obviously the least threatening anyway. That leaves one potential cure for the two of you."
"the one holding a syringe, the least threatening."
J's eyes focused on the syringe. he didn't want that stuck in him -- too many bad memories of a hospital. he didn't care if it would fix him. he was fine the way he was, bone claws and all. the trainer shifted slightly, and set the bottle down on a stool. this didn't feel like the time to be holding a bottle of alcohol in hand.
"Three friends walk into a bar, two walk out? A cure that might kill? Hard choices and necessary sacrifices?" God, she couldn't rip that grin off her face if she tried. It was starting to feel like it was holding her together. A rather fragile bandage.
"You could kill me if you wanted, J. I find that a bit threatening." He could've killed her before too, with his bare hands. With claws, it'd only be easier.
The cure hopefully wouldn't kill anybody. Thalia's grin didn't look sane, but all Neo did was bite her lip and nod.
"You need to bleed out first, or J can pummel you for a turn," Neo said. She took Thalia's arm, gently pressed along it in search of a vein. "Not to death, but to weakness. The virus is a part of you and too strong to overcome otherwise."
"how are you sure we have the virus? we're just mutants."
J glanced neo's way, before walking over to them. "pummel her for a turn?" he took thalia's hand and deftly sliced off a finger -- it took less than ten seconds before her finger started to regenerate. her deoxys had been generous about its powers. he was impressed.
Thalia flinched, almost jerking backwards, and closed her eyes when J sliced off a finger. She had limb regeneration, not pain suppression.
"There's still a lag," she said. "And that was only a finger. Take off both legs, maybe an arm as well, and I'm sure the delay between injury and healing would be enough time for Neo to shoot me up."
CZXu1INu < 50 the delay would be adequate < 50 like drug remnants, thalia has lingering traces of scourge from LoN in her.
"I don't exactly have a laboratory to conveniently test you for the hades virus." The snark wasn't necessary, she knew that before the sentence was even finished. "Sorry. I don't know."
She watched the finger regenerate itself. Neo asked the only pertinent question: "What if you lose the regeneration?"
"If this is a gift, I'm free to do what I want with it. And I want to try this cure of Neo's. There's no guarantee it will kill me. If we really aren't infected with the virus, it might not do anything at all. And if it helps in the long run, with fighting the scourge somehow, I'd say it's worth giving it a shot. No matter how it goes."
She looked at J.
"If you don't want to do it, I can probably try--doing it to myself. My strength should be adequate now."
The strength to rip off your own limbs in a martyred quasi-suicide for science: every young girl's dream.
IUokqVKT < 10 she'll lose the healing and no fuck you i'm not ebon badging that because then i'll have to do some stupid "won't die even if she's killed" roll.
"I'm not denying it's a gift. I just think you shouldn't trust a gift given to you by a horde of pokemon trying to destroy our region and all of humanity. It seems a little sketchy."
She looked at Thalia, and she still didn't feel so great about de-limbing a friend, for obvious reasons.
"If you really think I'm a threat, J, then I can go first. Last I checked, I don't have a gift to lose." She reached for the syringe, tapped its side as if it were just another vaccine. "Slit my wrist, and then I would hope one of you knows basic first aid. The only thing is that I haven't been under the influence of a freak deoxys at any point in time, so I'm not too concerned about losing free will anytime soon."
J glanced at neo, and didn't bother asking her twice. he lightly slit neo's arm, just enough to draw blood -- before turning to thalia and slicing off one of her arms. then he shifted and took out one of thalia's legs from right under her. blood spattered his skin and parka, but J didn't even flinch.
Thalia watched J barely scratch Neo's wrist. Her heart thumped, and she didn't even have time to scream before he'd turned, whirlwind, and took off her arm. She stared at the stump, which was pouring blood out at an unbelievable rate. She paled. Was there even that much blood in her? Was there--
She'd fallen to the floor, somehow, although she could swear that she had been standing a moment ago. The tile was cold, and there was a rushing noise, like a running faucet, echoing somewhere above her. She wondered if