((Yes, I'm kind of giving everyone a random color: Zenith is Green and Virtue is Blue, Markus is Red and Moon is purple, Max is Yellow and Ethan is Orange. Why? Well, why not?))
Markus 'Mark' Novolos
Viridian Forest
TSUNAMI the SQUIRTLE (0/5); TYPHOON the BAGON (5/5); TORNADO the SPEAROW (0/6);
Points: 1 + 59 (60)
Items: Poke Balls x 9, Potions x 2
"I do not wish to burden you..." the brunette started. "However, this may require some attention."
"OK, ok, just, stay still for a minute, I'll get this ready." Markus said, applying the antibiotic to the bandages in preparation for putting them on her wounds.
After a few minutes, in which Markus managed to get her patched up (and mercifully without having to look anywhere revealing), as well as himself, he heard a noise. He almost grabbed Typhoon's Poke Ball, hoping that the threat of the tiny dragon would be enough, but...
As if by a incredible mercy, Max, Zenith and Virtue showed up instead. "Are you guys okay? We need to find Ethan and get the hell out of here."
"We're kind of alright, just patched up the more serious wounds, and I seriously agree." Markus said.
"I'm here!" Ethan said, coming out of some bushes nearby. "I'm beaten up as all hell but I'm alive!"
That was...Everyone?...Was it six? Yes, it was six, he couldn't recall anyone else...
"OK, that's everyone. Thank goodness, everyone lived, usually those turn out a lot worse...Let's call this a blessing from whatever patron Legend you may claim it to be and get out of here before we get any more unwelcome buzzing visitors." Markus said.
Max quickly agreed. He had a feeling that as long as they kept agreeing that Max's cocky nature would be tolerable, but he was at least thinking sanely.
...
Two hours. It was a long, but undisturbed walk, to Pewter City and the Pokemon Center that was so mercifully close to the route's entrance it was amazing. Markus could have screamed in victory over this.
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