high_seas | HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

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HazMat Log 005 ♔ The great multicolored north

Who: Hazardous Materials
Where: Dermaevern, Breakneck Cay and eventually Candy Mountain
When: 5/1-5/31
What: Exploring the north and making Gaius' diet last longer than it should be
Warnings: bore sharks, sugar-free torture, wine that makes you high as balls and our impending doom
Style: Any!
Status: Open if you're in the area?

Hazardous Materials' May log of doom! Date your stuff, you all know the drill.

5/1-5/7: Sailing to Dermaevern
5/8-5/15: Dermaevern Shenanigans!
5/16-5/22: Sailing to Breakneck Cay
5/23-5/24: Who in their right mind thought it was a good idea to go here?
5/25-5/31: Hunting down Candy Mountain

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Yeah, I... wait, get your pokemon? Are they even going to listen to me?

[He was willing to do it, but if the pokemon didn't listen to him then ti wasn't going to help much.]

[She chuckles at that then cringes. Clearly she needs to expose the guys to her pokemon more. Already a month in and still they don't know some of her pokemon actually understand human speech.

But as an extra precaution, she raises her bloodied hand and rests it on the other's chest,leaving a perfect hand print on him. Gross? Probably, but now he's got her scent on him.]

Now they will. I'm sure Garchomp would love to figure out why you have my blood on you. But talk to Lucario. It'll be easier...

Edited 2014-05-10 19:10 (UTC)

[It was a rough ride. With all the waiting and the flight back to the ship, she had lost enough blood to make her feel slightly light headed. But she refused to pass out, that wasn't a option at the moment.

Once on the ship, she was immediately taken to her cabin. From this point on, this was probably not going to be pretty.]

[He wouldn't have thought him to be the one called in to play medic, but that was unfortunately something they were sorely lacking in aboard their ship. While he could wish Maribelle or Brady were here all he liked, it wasn't going to help.

Having been taking things considerably easy since their arrival, Gaius still didn't feel as up to speed as he'd normally be, although the orange he had earlier helped a bit. He gave a couple of knocks before he swung the door open.]

-Cynthia?

[She was laying on her small mattress, her eyes glued to the ceiling. The knife hilt glistening as the sunlight flooded in through the open door. Cynthia wasn't panicking,neither were her pokemon. They weren't trained in dealing with stab wounds. But her number one rule for these things was always never to panic.

Her lips curve into a weak smile as her friend calls out to her. In an attempt to lighten the situation, even a little.]

Hey handsome...how goes the sugar diet?

[Without missing a beat-] Terrible.

[He stepped over towards the bedside, setting down the small pack he'd brought along that held what counted enough as much for a first aid kit as anything, really. After some hesitation, he begins to pull off his gloves to toss towards the foot of the bed. This was going to be messy one way or another.]

So personally I don't think the knife in the gut really works for you. Let's take care of that. Can one of your Pokemon give me a hand with things?

Really? And here I thought the hilt made my eyes pop...

[A chuckle, followed by a wince. Ok that definitely wasn't a good idea. The champion glances at her pokemon. Then motions her Lucario to step forward. If anything, he was the closest to having hands, that should be enough. Plus she couldn't really trust Spiritomb with a knife even if she wanted to.]

I'm just glad my pokemon stopped puking. They...urgh...they had those weird purple berries and they've been...pretty ill. But Lucario can help.

Heard about that. At least it was only a temporary thing.

[Gaius nodded over at Lucario then.]

Hey, can you grab me some fresh water from one of our storage barrels? There should be a bucket near them to carry it.

And in the meantime...

[He took a look at the knife, glancing at Cynthia.]

All right, I need to get this out before we can try cleaning this. Tell me when you're ready.

[Lucario just stares at Gaius, then glances over to Milotic before taking a bucket and walking towards the serpent. Honestly, one thing the boys needed to learn, if they needed decent fresh water, Milotic was pretty much a faucet. With a toned down hydro pump, she fills up the bucket and the psychic pokemon sets it down next to Gaius. Cynthia just chuckles in amusement. Ahh teamwork at its finest.

The blonde glances down at the knife, then up at her friend.]

This is going to hurt right?

..... Right. Forgot about that.

[Although he can't help but wonder where that water comes from, but he'll just....figure it's magic and leave it at that because it's better than trying to over-complicate things. He nods his thanks at the Pokemon before turning his attention back to their trainer.]

Can't say it won't, but we can't let that stay there.

[A sigh, then that weak smile returning to her lips.]

Well...I suppose I'm as ready as I'll ever be.

[Nodding, Gaius set a cloth nearby before he moved to carefully but firmly take hold of that knife's hilt.]

On three, then.

One...two...

[Her eyes snap shut and her breath hitches. Cynthia tried her hardest to be strong, to bite her lip and not cry. But even with that, she couldn't stop a few stray tears from falling. It was hard to try and block out the pain when the blade is pulled. For sure, this was going to be one experience for the books.]

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[He was quick about it, one hand moving to grab the cloth to set over the wound while he set the bloodied knife aside.]

Hey Lucario, do me a favor and see if you can't find any of the captain's alcohol around. Gonna have to clean this out before we dress it.

[With a salute, the blue dog dashes out the cabin. As he recalls, they stored their drinks in the galley and so he went there to hunt down the much needed alcohol.

There he found, what looked to be, the hallucinogen wine they bought from the south. He didn't know it had the kind of effect, but alcohol was still alcohol.]

[Back in the cabin, the champion had managed to grab hold of the thief's arm. Being able to hold on to something comforted her somehow, and with the pain making her head spin, he was the only thing stopping her from actually passing out.]

My head's spinning...

[It took a while, but Lucario managed to run back with the dermaevern wine and a half empty bottle of rum that he found laying around the captain's quarters. He figured, the stronger the smell, the stronger the alcohol content right?

He puts then bottles down next to the thief and frowns at how pale his trainer has become. Whimpering at Gaius to help her.]

You've lost a lot of blood, and the pain's probably not helping. Hang in there a little longer, okay?

[He gave her hand a reassuring pat. The moment her Pokemon returned, Gaius glanced over, looking at each bottle that was brought. He picked up the rum after taking a sniff. Yeah, that'd do it.]

Here, hold your hand over this for a moment...

[He'd guide Cynthia's hand over the cloth he'd been holding in place so that he could get another one, sloshing a bit of rum onto it.]

This is probably going to sting more than removing the knife, but it's better than risking any infection.

[There's a glance at the Pokemon as well as he says this, hoping that they won't be all up in arms if they see their trainer in more pain.]

[She understood, and she knew her pokemon did too. More tears fell as much as she didn't want them too. Even the slightest movement pained her. But she did as she was told, holding the blood soaked cloth for him.]

[Nodding, Gaius moved to nudge her hand back so he could ease her shirt up enough for clearer access to that wound. He wiped the rum-soaked cloth over and around it. It wasn't the most pleasant sensation, but it was pretty effective when you didn't have a healer handy, and there had been plenty such days before he'd joined up with the Shepherds.

Whispering an apology, he brought up the bottle to dribble a little more rum on the wound, soaking it up with the cloth before he tossed it beside the knife for a new one. This time he used water, working carefully to clean up the stickiness of the rum as well.]

Still with me?

[He dabbed at it to dry things off as much as he could before gesturing towards Lucario, pointing at the bandage rolls in the pack he'd set down earlier.]

[She'd wince and groan and tear up. But she knew this was necessary. Here she thought that attack back in IE that left a cut on her arm was the worst she was going to have to face while being stuck in this world. Clearly that was a lie.]

Still here...

[Lucario went straight for the bandages and handed it over to Gaius. The sooner they cover that wound, the happier he and his team mates would be. It pained them to have to watch this. Knowing they couldn't actually do much for their trainer.

Cynthia's grip tightens around the thief's arm every time the rum soaked cloth passes the open wound.]

[It was quite the grip, but Gaius was hardly one to complain, not when Cynthia was the one with the knife wound.

He took the bandages from Lucario, nodding at the Pokemon.]

Help me sit her up. It'll make this easier. Almost done, Cynthia.

[This is where garchomp steps in. She may not have paws like Lucario. But she could damn well hold her trainer up without much effort.

The dragon eyes the thief. He was so kind to her trainer. This was the least she could to to help.]

[For a moment he was worried that the Pokemon was upset with him, but when he saw that Garchomp was trying to help, he nodded. Okay, good. That works a lot better.

Gaius was quick to wrap the bandages in place, not too tight, but securely enough. Once he'd layered it enough, he tore off the excess and tied it off.]

Guess I'll have to go to the city later on to see if I can get more bandages and things. -ah.

[He reached behind him, pulling out a small bottle from his own pack, removing the cork.]

This might help with the healing a little, at least. It's a vulnerary.

A what...?

[Listen, clearly she'd trust Gauis with her life. CLEARLY. But this thing has a strange name and it smells pretty weird. You're going to have to explain to her what it is if you're want her to actually drink it.]

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