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Jira had been attempting to put himself back in order when Krystal approached. "Ehehehe.....thanks." He appreciated the compliment. He had to admit, he was one of the more human-looking hybrids he'd seen since getting tangled up with Team Snagem.

But when the girl started treating him like a Pokemon, he swatted her hand away. "Heyheyhey! Cut that out." He wasn't mad or even slightly upset. He just didn't like the Pokemon treatment. If he wanted to be treated like a pet, he'd wear a collar.

Once he was certain he wasn't going to be petted any further, he looked to Freya, Terashi, Krystal and then to Dan when he spoke and bowed to them. "It was nice to meet those of you I have and I hope to meet the rest of you properly another time but I'm exhausted and my Pokemon and I are in need of rest." He announced before lifting himself into the air and levitating off to his recently claimed room for the night. He checked on his Egg before crawling into his, admittedly, massive bed and curling up for the night. His Mareep and Wynaut slept curled up at the foot of the bed, though his Ponyta remained in his Pokeball due to size limitations. And lack of fireproofing.

"Well, anyway," I interjected as Jira ran off. "Sub's office should be right-"

I stopped in my tracks because the lights in Sub's office were out. "Huh. Guess he's not in. Makes sense, it is getting late. Well, I should show you to the rooms and let you pick one out for the night. It'd be a shame to send you back out there at this hour."

I held out my hand to Krystal and smiled, despite everything that's happened today.

"It's...okay..." Tristen said, rubbing his head a bit. "Blizz was telling me that these things will happen for real, so I guess I got to get used to it."

With a wave, he watched the hybrid float upstairs and out of sight. So far from what he could see, Krystal was an older and more restrained version of Freya. Dan leaned against the wall and watched Freya trip up the steps. Worried about Freya embarrassing him with her clumsiness? Absolutely not. He was a little nervous of what his family would do or rather his grandfather. Oh and they'd definitely have to avoid the Dance Hall. There's an embarrasing incident waiting to happen there. Letting out a sigh, he really hoped for the best.

Krystal had to get up close and personal, examining Terashi's cheek for a minute before sighing slightly. It wasn't like she hadn't seen things like this before but ... this looked intentional. He also had a few interesting bruises. Getting her medkit out of her bag, she opened it and took out a pair of tweezers, couple cotton balls and some disinfectant.

"This will probably sting." The blue eyed girl warned him before applying the soaked ball of white cotton to the red and swollen large scratch marks on his cheek. She glanced around her at the sound of the banging noise but didn't pay it any mind. Instead, she concentrated on dabbing the drenched balls over the wounds, making sure they were good and disinfected.
"I don't mean to pry, especially since we hardly know each other, but these don't look like some accident or anything like that." Krystal wanted to say more but she held her tongue. Once done with the now stained red cotton balls, her hands came to softly hold his head, blowing on his injuries before applying a couple bandages. All the while, the light scent of her barely used perfume wafted around due to their close proximity. Once she was done, the girl found the nearest trash can and disposed of the cotton swabs, coming back to Terashi.

I clenched my teeth at the stinging medicine but didn't complain. She didn't have to fix me up or anything. "No, this was no accident," I told her. "But it had to be done." I left it at that as she threw away the cotton swabs. "Well, the rooms are down this way."

As we passed by my room, I caught a glimpse of Bagon going crazy, or so it seemed, and Samurai trying to calm him down. No real surprise there. I really needed to do something with that dragon, though. And soon.

We walked past my room, and eventually come to a group of unused rooms. "Well, here we are. Feel free to choose whichever you like."

Krystal nodded but didn't press it, if he wanted to indulge then she would let him, if not then she would keep her peace. As they walked, it was oddly comfortable and she blinked when she caught sight of two Pokemon. Interesting.

"Wow ... they're pretty posh." She complimented as she looked in one. Compared to the tiny place she came from, at least.
"By the way ... were those your Pokemon we passed?"