Poppin' Arms Guild ~ Infirmary

[IFBench]

"Soon...I think! I'm pretty sure...we're getting our own houses soon," Saltriv said. "Though I think...it's four people per house."

 

[Sudmensch]

He counts on his claws.

"Hrm... you think there's room? Uh, if you haven't noticed, I'm a bit... you know, girthy as is. Still a bit new to me, not sure if that'll be an issue."

 

[IFBench]

"I think so! If they can fit Bahamut, they can fit anyone!" Saltriv said.

 

[Sudmensch]

"Alright, that's a relief to hear," Dill chuckled. "I guess it's only a matter of time, then, gotta- ow, fff... Grimer slime!"

He massaged at his bruised self before slumping down into bed, his massive tail hitting the floor with a thunk.

"Yep, whole lotta time."

 

[IFBench]

"Yep..." Saltriv said, trailing off, before an idea crossed their mind.

"...if you don't...have anyone else you want to stay with...maybe you could stay with...me, Shiron, and Vix?" they suggested.

 

[Sudmensch]

If the Feraligatr had eyebrows, they'd be pricking up as he looked over at the Bayleef.

He seemed nice enough, and it wasn't like he had anywhere else to go. Besides, this was a team willing to let him join...

"You'd do that? If so, then heck yeah!" he grinned.

 

[IFBench]

"Thanks!" Saltriv said, giving a smile to the Feraligatr.

Even despite everything that happened at Moonlit Forest, at least it looked like they got a new friend out of it all.

 

[Sudmensch]

Dill gave a grin, a mildly terrifying sight to see from a Feraligatr.

He was glad to have at least made a friend in light of everything that'd happened back at Twist, even if Saltriv was by no means a replacement for Rye. He definitely looked forward to seeing what this oddly-colored Bayleef had in store for him.

"...now I just gotta wait, I guess. Mon, I think that bird broke a rib or two. Like, Groudon, I didn't mean it..."

 

[IFBench]

Saltriv gave an inquisitive look to Dill. "What...exactly happened in there?"

 

[Sudmensch]

"Tried to experiment with a technique, accidentally sent the beach through the dorms. I swear it was an accident, but, you know, tell that to the Corviknight, I guess," Dill shrugged.

 

[IFBench]

Toffee did that to Dill? Saltriv made a mental note to themself to never anger the Corviknight.

They sympathized with the Feraligatr's plight. They knew all too well how dangerous accidental move use was.

"That...sucks," Saltriv said. "Using moves accidentally...sucks."

 

[Sudmensch]

Dill looked up in half-alarm, as things didn't "suck" in the local dialect of his hometown. Despite not really knowing what Saltriv meant by that, he nodded.

"Yep. It sure... uh, sucks," he sighed.

His tail flicked as he silently stared at the ceiling.

 

[IFBench]

Saltriv stared at the wall, their tail twitching slightly.

"Thanks...for talking with me," they said.

 

[Sudmensch]

"Right back at you, Sal-triv," Dill nodded. "Say, is it alright if I call you Sal?"

 

[IFBench]

"Sure!" Saltriv said, giving a smile.

 

[Sudmensch]

Dill grinned back.

"Well, at least there was an upside to getting the salt beaten outta me! I'm glad to've met you, Sal!"

 

[IFBench]

"Same to you, Dill!" Saltriv replied.

Despite everything, some good had come of this.

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[Namohysip]

"...I'm beginning to live here more than anywhere else."

Diyem remained on his back, staring at the ceiling as Owen finally closed out the connection with him after chatting it up for the millionth time. He sighed, reminding himself that perhaps Owen was just trying to make sure he was of sound mind. And he certainly was.

Several of Team Spectrum were lined up in other beds in the largest room on the lowest floor of Poppin' arms. It wasn't a private room like the one he had been in before, probably because they had to immediately and quickly get to everyone at once. Zinc was running about with armfuls of medical supplies and enchanted berries, getting to the most severely injured first.

Meanwhile, Shield was next to Sword--because who would deny them that at this point--while the latter was hooked up to as many vital monitors that Zinc could have thought of. Most of them were displaying low, stable, and steadily rising readings, for those who understood what all the numbers meant.

She was a little Mew, around the same size as when she was Darkwhite, but with the proper colors and shorter fur that her kind were apparently known for. She was conscious but not responsive, saying nonsense words and mumbling to Shield, who nodded and rubbed her head or shoulder, and she smiled at that, leaning into his paw.

 

[Flyg0n]

Koa lay on one of the many beds in the infirmary, his gaze distant and his thoughts scattered.

That battle had been... He shook his head to himself. He didn't want to dwell on everything. Instead, he focused on the Mew they had rescued. Sword was her name, apparently.

He watched the monitors for a few seconds. The numbers didn't make a lot of sense to him, but they looked good.

"Is she going to be okay?" Koa asked turning to Zinc.

 

[Namohysip]

"We're going to have to monitor her very closely," Zinc said. "I don't know what she went through, but... I don't know how to describe it. I might call a specialist to check. But... for now, she looks fine and safe. It's a good thing you all brought her here when you did."

Sword made little mewling noises and tried to move, but Zinc held her in place with a gentle press. "How are you feeling, Sword?"

"Huh...? Letters... swimming..."

"You want to go swimming?" Zinc asked.

"Orans... Lum, those..."

"Yes, we have a few of those. Would you like one?"

"Snnnrrrrffffmmmm." She curled up and fell asleep.

Zinc sighed, smiling. "I think she's going to be fine."