Trainer Name: Brandon

Pokemon (Missing):

Skipper (36/36) Marshtomp (16/16) Arbok (30/30) Primeape (30/30) Beedrill (30/30) Parasect (25/25)
Items: Pokeball x3 , Revive ×1 , Coins ×2, Swampertite (mega stone) ×1,
Points: 89

After Brandon finished whispering his escape plan, it immediately went out the window as a wave of weakness like he had never experienced before. His stomach was empty, it felt like it was trying to eat itself. Brandon tried to yell out that they needed food, but he was simply too weak, and he all he could muster was a whimper.

Thankfully, a minute or two later a couple doctors came by to check on them, and being concerned, had them moved to medical rooms for treatment. The boys were given their room and then they were given fluids and medicine from an iv. Brandon said to one of the nurses who was hooking in the iv... "Food... Can I have food... anything... please. His voice went quiet from weakness towards the end. The nurse gave a weak grin and continued hooking up the iv.

He was just about to drift off to sleep from the weakness, when he heard a voice say "Now is no time to rest my young friends". Weakly, Brandon opened his eyes to see who the speaker was. A tall man stood before them, a concerned look on his face. Brandon thought he recognized the face from somewhere, a book he read perhaps, but he was far too weak to try and think about who the man was. When the man said "You all look very weak. This is unacceptable. I will see what I can do about getting us some food." Brandon gave him a weak smile as he walked off, it was nice to see someone in this building actually cared for their well being!

After a couple minutes he returned with a nurse, who after a quick look at them turned to a guard at the door, saying with a snarl that they needed the infirmary.

The nasty guard replied... "Sorry Joy, we got that blind girl upstairs. The boss doesn't want anyone else from this group mixing with her for now."

When Rocky replied about his lawyer retiring, Brandon actually chuckled a little. He plucked up enough strength to reply, saying "Yeah... and you know what else your boss doesn't want? A lawsuit... she said so..." here he coughed a couple times before continuing "And you dont want to mess with Rocky... his folks are rich, they will own this place before you can say 'lawsuit' if we don't get proper attention..." here his voice trailed off, having run out of the temporary strength he mustered up.

He hoped the threat of a lawsuit would be enough to get the guard to allow them into the infirmary.