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"As I told you before, you are off that case." "If I can find a remedy, I will let you know. For now, though, I am keeping the ghost for further testing."

She would tell her ...the name she guessed belonged to the ghost as he would nods and then walks out the room. Her Porygon would reappear a few moments later with the two pokeballs in her mouth and it would drop them on the edge of the bed with very clear instructions.

(Do not open that in here ....that Rhyhorn is a good size, and should be brought outside in case of complication with the medication.)

Also, the Porygon would drop the pill bottle at the edge of her bed as well.

(Make sure they have 1 pill once a day.)

Then it too would leave her alone with her thoughts as it would seem that Professor Allison had decided to watch the front so there would be no escapes this day.

Currently dressed in black ...the woman seemed to be be in grieving at that moment as the took the pokeballs from the counter, and without saying a word ...Nurse Joy would see about getting them healed before resuming her place at the counter.

No she had no plans of leaving her post.

Jasmine would sit there, and give an approximate nod, waiting again as she'd try to take the pill bottle, and of course, the nearest arm was the casted one!

She half heartedly laughed, but still looked back to the Porygon, "Thank you, I'll keep it in mind."

She would wait until he left then, and with Alison standing guard, she waited until the door shut, and looked to the others, from Ironclaw carving up her bowl to get every trace, to Lindbergh shoving food in her cheeks, and then, suddenly, Ironclaw sitting there, looking at her expectantly.

[Ah-hem?] He asked, waiting for her.

"Huh? Oh. Oh!" She took the bowl he'd placed down and put it on the table, again trying her best to move about, wincing as she remained on the bed edge, "Okay... gimme a sec..."

She'd lift the lid of his lamp as he bowed his head, and then promptly dumped the contents of his food into the flame, watching as it instantly seemed to vaporise, turning the flame from orange to a brilliant white, burning up the nutrients and energy, the warmth exuding from him now becoming just as great before Jasmine would replace the lid and yank her fingers back from the heat, laughing. "Bon apetit?"

She would however, look back to the others, a firm look to them all, "Well... you heard her... to the tournament we're going."

"So I'm going to need a little help from you all..."

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"Easy... easy... easy..." Jasmine clenched teeth, not wanting to look... but of course, she had to, as Burnout's flame travelled, a single dot of flame that seemed to be concentrated by his eyes, as if someone had shone the sun through his dome like a magnifying glass, and now, he was guiding that flame just above the cast, singling a single grooved line and no more, the girl watching on, as they dismantled the support bar for her arm as well, which still left her in a large mound of plaster!

But that was about to be changed, as finally, he pulled away. [Done.]

Jasmine heaved a sigh of relief, "Thanks... now we just need to finish getting rid of this."

[A-hem. Allow me, princess...] There came a clacking of metal talons, and now strolled forward Ironclaw, the Skarmory checking her wings, her beak, her feathers, her claws.

And Jasmine gulped, "You know... Alison DID say my shoulder's still needs to be another 20% healthier... maybe... maybe I should just wear it there..."

Three sets of limbs restrained her, the forth wasn't necessary for that casted arm as the Skarmory's keen eyes watched behind the goggles. [Now... hold that pose...]

And then she struck, her Peck struck her razored metal beak into the line and sliced as she swung her neck, once, twice, thrice, and then once more, before she posed, dramatically awaiting, before the first slice of plaster slid from Jasmine's chest and hit the bed!

[Avert your eyes!!] A blushing Lindbergh's tail suddenly smacked Burnout away, the only male occupant of the room, who would be fazed through the door and aside Alison, his flame twitching this way and that.

[...] He looked at her and the Porygon who would be there waiting for escapees... Trying to calm and shrink down his roaring fire inside [I appear to have been ejected from the bedroom for this point.]

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Back inside however, the guiding lines Burnout had made were now stripped, each one had been a fine point for Ironclaw to follow, and her razored beak had not missed a trick, as Jasmine breathed, and breathed fully, appreciating every lungful now her chest wasn't restrained...

"Feels so good to get that air..." She went, and winced again suddenly, looking back to Lindbergh and Ironclaw who were removing sections of the cast, piece by piece from her, whilst Nightingale guided them.

[Just remember... that shoulder's only been restrained a night... but that arm's been for a month... it'll be stiff and weak, it needs to be supported... not to mention, that shoulder still needs healing proper!]

She would guide them along, as Jasmine tried to turn and grimaced again, her good hand against her neck, "So... honest opinion... how am I looking?"

The three couldn't find a concensus, asking one at a time was fine, but no-one wanted to comment at the sight of Jasmine's torso or arm now they were freed, and Jasmine herself looked at the reflection of scars twisting up her body, sighing, "At least I'll look better when ACTUALLY clothed..."

From there, it was a matter of time, as new dressings were applied to the freed skin, bandaging to the arms and chest, and then came the clothing properly, a compression skin shirt first, then as her skirt was removed, replaced with another and her overshirt, then her braces, shoes, gloves, her shawl, hat, and crutch...

She looked to the dressside table... where there, nestled inside Cheza's cloak, she took her necklace, placing the regimental symbol underneath her layers, and then, her second treasure, the simple pocketwatch that was tied to her belt, her pokéballs holstered once more.

She was looking back to herself, all those bandages were hidden aside the one on her face, only those braces gave anything else away about her health before she saw Nightingale thread a simple sling over her left arm, bending her head and wincing again as the limb was now supported.

"Gotta say... you don't just know how to sew up patients... my clothes look just like new, Nightingale."

The Happiny frowned at the wince, removing Jasmine's hat and headshawl as she would examine the neck there. [Well... when you've sutured a wound, you learn what works in sewing... It's not pretty, but it'll do you for now...]

The clothing certainly bore more than a few marks of the Murkrow's beaks and talons, but at least with so many layers, it was hard to make out all the damage here, as Nightingale went back to the cast, and before Jasmine could object, the soft collar was replaced around her neck.

[It's not just your shoulder you hurt remember... at least we can cover both injuries up for you now... but you need to speak up about these things quicker, Jasmine, if you have whiplash or something...]

"Heh... I was kinda more worried about that shattered shoulder to worry anything else I guess..." She rubbed at the cottony collar, before Nightingale rewrapped the shawl around her head, obscuring the collar from sight as gently as she would bandaging a wound, then finally, replacing Jasmine's hat, "But thank you... I'll take care."

The other stepped back... and Jasmine placed both Rhyhorn and Lickitung's balls on her holster... adjusted her crutch... and stiffly at first, but with a little conviction, stood there for them, smiling.

"Perfect."

There was just one last touch to be had... as she glanced at Nightingale. "I know you spent a lot of time taking care of me and fixing my clothes and all... but... did you manage to make 'that' for me?"

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The door opened... and there, all of Jasmine's pokémon had been recalled.

She stood in her green clothing, with her Medikit around her waist, positioned right by the holsters, where now Lindbergh's ball resided within.

Her sling and collar were obscured, and now, she bore a new cloak, made from the scrap material the clerk had given, but looking good as new, a green cape was bundled around her, prominently displaying in red, the same pokémon center emblem proudly in the middle of her chest.

"...I felt I needed something a little more appropriate for a medic," She half-laughed, looking to Alison whilst stepping forward, a little more sure with every movement of the crutch, her braces tight and readied, as she'd look to Burnout, the Lampent now floating aside her.

[Do we meet your approval, Madam?] Burnout asked, as Jasmine waited to be presented...

She smiled, just a little.

At least if she was going to this tournament, she now looked the part for it, and although surprised at the sudden question, it felt good to hear Alison ask how she was, as she smiled a little more, "A lot better, thank you."

"I have a few aches and pains, but I know my body a lot better than I did before, I know Ironclaw doesn't mind helping out either."

She looked at the woman yawning... and felt a certain twinge of regret... after all, if she'd gotten the Murkrow, this could all have been fixed by-

No. She stopped herself from that train of thought, she wouldn't disregard Alison's hard work, she was working hard to help everyone else.

"I might be going away... and I know you don't like me talking about it since I'm off the case... but..."

"I appreciate all the effort you've put into this," She fished the pill bottle to show it, tucking safely away into the bag again with her good arm, "Knowing that we're getting closer is one thing... and... if there's anything else I can do-"

She tripped!

No, she didn't trip, it was just her awkard gait, she fell with good arm and hugged around Alison.

And then, after a moment, let go, stepping back.

[Jasmine...] Burnout cleared his throat slowly, this wasn't exactly appropriate student behaviour...

"Thank you, for taking care of me and my pokémon... I know Rachael and the others are in your care now... and I don't think they could be in better hands."

"I won't ask you any further regarding them... but before we go... is it okay if we go next door, so I can say farewell to the clerk and let him know I delivered his details like he asked me to?"

((Wow, awesomely timed return!))


Jasmine nodded brimly, she didn't want to push luck on such an occasion... and although for now it seemed to go over her head, Burnout of course saw the whole thing...

When Jasmine nodded, he nodded.

"I'll be back as quick as I can!" She called back, "Thank you!"

[She means she'll be back WITHOUT trying to go too fast!] Burnout added, floating after the girl who was showing off her crutching profession to get out the doors and next door!


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Back she would return, smartly, but not rushed, pointedly perhaps by Burnout's 'friendly reminders' to be on best behaviour with Alison right now, but there she came back inside, her crutch's clicking noise signalling her far ahead of herself.

"I didn't find the manager... but I at least passed him a message..."

"So, I guess that's everything for now," She would nod, ready, hard to tell if she was speaking to Joy OR just to Burnout or just to herself!

"I don't have any items in storage that can help me, so I guess I can only ask if there's anything else to know about the tournament we should be wary?"

"I'll do my best, marm." She took after Nightingale's expression of title for Alison, a little surprised to hear the nurse's position now, "And I promise you won't need worry about any trouble."

She nodded to the Porygon, or at least a little, that collar did restrict her neck somewhat still, but she blinked, looking to the Porygon now.

"Alright... but... which map?"

She asked him, wondering enough if the virtual pokémon had one built in here.

"Come to think of it, I never got the chance to ask you your name... you haven't spoken up since I got my communicator to talk to you?" Jasmine shuffled her satchel, making sure it didn't get caught on the sling, ready when the Porygon was.

((I just saw where I need to post next... oooooh, ouch <_< ))


Jasmine would nod, looking back to Joy, she smield as best she could.

"Thank you again, I'll try my best to do while training!"

"And if you're inspired, then I wish you all the luck I can as well!"

She would look to the Porygon, and while they would not yet know its name, she would wait for him, and then, crutch first, began to head off with his assistance...

"Let's all promise to come back in one piece!"

And off, they would head...


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