[PW!] Bruised Ribs and Bruised Ego

Blizzard opened her eyes slowly.  She was in a Pokemon Center, that much
she was sure of.  But how she got there was a blur...

"Bruised ribs...  live, but sore for...  will grow back, but she...
little too rough?"


White Blade and Samuraichu were standing next to the bed.  "Purrrrr?"

White Blade spoke up.  "We brought you here after the fight.  We thought
you might be dead, but it is Bruno's Onix.  They're tough, but they know
their job.  Rest up, you've got a couple bruised ribs and a tuft of fur
missing from your tail.  It'll grow back in a week or so."

"Purrsian...  purr..."  <How did you talk....  Ouch...>

"I think your main worry now is a bruised ego.  I had no idea Brock
would have had one of the Elite Four's pokemon."

"Persian persian?"  <So I guess that Jigglypuff's out of the question
now, eh?>

"Heh, didn't say that.  I'll still help you find one.  I'm going to be
heading that way.  Now, about the training..."

"Persian!"  <I didn't agree to that!>

"No, but the offer's still there.  Since I don't have trainer status
now, you'll still be a wild pokemon, but you'll have a definite
advantage over others.  I'll let you rest and you can think on it.  I'd
be happy to help you, but I can only help if you want it."  With that,
White Blade stood up and walked out.
"Draaaa?"  <How's the shoulder?>
White Blade climbed on top of Draconi and laid down.  "Worse for wear,
but fine.  Heh, I never knew what it was like to actually fight another
pokemon.  Now, I'm beginning to see what you guys went through."
<We enjoy it ourselves.>
"Man, I knew Brock had an Areodactyl, but last I saw it, it was still
<Had fun?>
<Did you have fun?>
"Actually, I did.  Scared the hell out of me when he was coming at me
with those teeth though."
<Scared me too.>
<Thanks for rescuing me.>
<I like it better when you talk in Human.>
<Sorry, I gotta practice though.>
<So what's next?>
<Mount Moon.  I have to find a Cheese Stone.>
<Cheese Stone?>
<Oops.  I meant Moon Stone.  See what I mean about practice?>
<You need more than language practice.  You need fighting experience.>
<Yeah, that to.  And I intend to get it.>
<So, mas..  er, White Blade, when do we leave?>
<When Blizzard's recovered.  Meanwhile, how about something to eat?>
<Sounds good!>
White Blade got up and walked over to Nurse Joy.  "Excuse me, can me and
my friend get something to eat?"
Nurse Joy flashed a pretty smile.  "Sure!  I'll have some brought out to
you guys."
"Thanks.  By the way, how's Blizzard doing?"
"The Persian?  Oh, she'll be good to go in a few minutes.  Ribs should
be healed soon.  The little tuft of fur will have to grow back naturally
White Blade walked back over to Draconi and sat down.  He was tired and
quickly fell asleep.

Continued By: Bandraptor

Blizzard lay in the Poké Center, sulking. She wasn't used to losing battles,
and somewhere in her mind, was already formulating an excuse for having lost.

A pink haired nurse walked up beside her, smiling warmly. "Looks like you're
all healed, kitty," she said, stroking the cat behind the ears. "You can leave,
whenever you're ready."
"Persian..." Blizzard protested, picking up the hint. Her ribs still hurt. She
knew she'd have to get up eventually, but that didn't make her any more

The Persian rested her chin against the ground, contemplating her next move.
When she left the Poké Center, utter humiliation would await her. Everyone who
saw her, would know she lost a battle, as it was indicated by the lost fur on
her tail.

White Blade and Orion had promised, that they would help her to find a
Jigglypuff. Normally, it would have delighted Blizzard, to be so close to her
goal, of catching one of the bug-eyed creatures. Today, however, she was so
filled with shame, that not even that could have cheered her.

Obviously, there was only one thing that Blizzard could do: She'd have to
challenge Brock to a rematch, and defeat him.

The question was, how?

Blizzard considered for a moment, a legend she'd heard, back at Seafoam.
According to the story, a resourceful Meowth, who could speak the language of
the gods, once fell a giant rock demon, in an effort to retrieve a golden egg
for its master. There were varying accounts of the story, some said that it
slew the monster with a double-edged sword, while others claimed it had cast a
powerful water spell, to stop the beast.

Blizzard had no sword, and despite what her name implied, knew no water or ice


Blizzard got to her feet, cringing visibly, at the pain in her side; and
walked out to the Pokécenter lobby. White Blade was dozing, at his Dragonite's
"Hey." Blizzard nudged the Clefairy with her paw, causing him to jump.
"Whuh..?" White Blade rubbed his eyes, groggily.
"Clefairy..." Blizzard smiled, "Tell me, please... where might I be able to
find a Bubblebeam TM?"

Continued By: M.W.F.

"Wha..."  White Blade shook his head, shaking the sleep from it.  "Oh,
Blizzard!  You're up!  How're you feeling?"
"Understandably.  Now, what were you asking?  Bubbles?"
"Bubblebeam TM.  I want to get one."
"Really?  Hmm...  Well, that's is Misty's specialty.  We could get one
from her if we won a match, unless she'd be kind enough to give one
"Another Gym leader, like Brock.  She specializes in Water type
At that moment, Nurse Joy came by with three plates of food.  She set
one down in front of Draconi, one in front of White Blade, and one in
front of Blizzard.  "Enjoy guys!"  She turned around and left.  White
Blade started munching down the pokechow.  "Hmm.. not bad."
Draconi just started munching at his and Blizzard looked down at it.
White Blade swallowed and said, "Eat up!  You'll need you strength.  If
you want to get a TM 10, we'll have to go through Mount Moon.  And quit
looking so glum!  The fur should grow back quickly enough."
"The fur is only one of my worries."
"Oh, you mean the loss?  Don't worry yourself about it.  Noone's
perfect.  Learning from your mistakes is the only way to move forward.
Apparently, you're smart enough to know that those Rock type pokemon
would fall quickly to water.  Now chow down.  I don't know if you'll
like it, but it highly nutritious."
Blizzard sniffed at it when White Blade suddenly wondered aloud, "Say,
anyone seen Samuraichu?"

Continued By: Bandraptor

   "Purr..." Blizzard sighed, "but if not a wild Pokémon, what am I?"
   "The TM box is registered under Samuraichu's name..." White Blade responded,
carefully. "If you were to use it, you would be registered as his, as well."

   Blizzard appeared to be thinking this over. "I belong to myself." she began,
at length, "therefore, I shall find my own TM. Once I use it, I shall be
registered to myself...and no one else will be able to capture me."
   White Blade frowned. "I don't know if that's how these things work..."
   "No use worrying about it now." Blizzard forced a grin. "I've been inside
far too long. Shall we set out again?"

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