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[greedismyname]

Who: greedismyname, oldestfriend, noob_doctor, anyone else in the area
Where: Tail-end of Route 29 → Cherrygrove
When: October 27 (noonish?)
Summary: Greed, Death, and Doctor Stiles arrive in Cherrygrove, Greed wants to find bar or anything of the sort and also the hospital for his tired pokemon.
Rating: somewhere around PG
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[oldestfriend]

The first night, 'Dee' had giggled herself to sleep despite the aches and pains of walking for so long, despite the strange weather. The feel of having a body is such a strange novelty, one she's rarely treated to. Yes, it hurts, and while she doesn't exactly like it... She can feel. It's so amazing

[noob_doctor]

Derek looks from 'Dee' to Greed, with a small chuckle. Man, with these two, it really had taken only three days. They were sort-of weird, but they weren't bad people. "I've been fine... it's a little odd, though, that I'd still be feeling sort-of weak. Maybe it's because I left way to early."
Behind him, his Chansey is carrying the fallen Hoothoot he knocked out on the first day. "The Pokemon Center would be our best bet, to heal our comrades."

[greedismyname]

Greed had barely noticed that it'd really been three days.

"Heh, it all kinda felt like one long day t' me," he laughs in response to Dee's reply. All the battling and fatigue from each day had melted into a continuous stream that made it damn near impossible to tell one day from the other. When the Pokemon Center is brought up, Greed gives both of his companions a smile, and reaches out to lightly clap Derek on the shoulder with his free hand, "That sounds like an awesome idea. We all oughta take a load off. I could definitely use some scotch. Maybe a bath. That'd be real nice."

[oldestfriend]

"Just tell us if you need to rest," she tells Derek, wagging a finger under his nose in a manner mock-motherly. "It'll be better than if something horrible happens and we have to carry you the rest of the way."

For a moment, her hand strays to the lump of the ankh underneath her scarf and coat, but then it falls down to her side again. "Let's hurry, then, okay? A bath sounds great." Her grin is a bit teasing. "I wonder if they're private here, or they have communal baths like the Greeks?"

((OOC: I'm so sorry, you two, I missed the notifs. orz And it's been a busy weekend.))

[disdainfortrash]

(ooc: I saw 'anyone else in the area' and Ulquiorra here was headed toward Cherrygrove anyhow...please let me know if it's not okay and I'll delete my post.)Ulquiorra's trip with his bulbasaur had been relatively uneventful. That was just as well, as it had given him a way to ease into having a human body. It was his first time ever having to eat anything other than souls. That he could recall, anyhow. He knew that at some point, he had been alive, then an ordinary soul, before starting the evolutionary process from ordinary hollow all the way up to becoming an arrancar. It was strange to be so powerful only days before and then to be here in this comparitively weak human form

[greedismyname]

((ooc: it's totally fine! :D))

Greed turns as he hears someone approach, and a grin spreads across his face. It's that guy he talked with before. He was somehow paler than a homunculus, which seemed strange to him, but certainly no stranger than ending up in some foreign world with little monsters.

"Hey, I remember you. Don't I owe you a battle? I'd be happy t' oblige once I reach the pokemon center an' get Lucky an' Scout back in shape. Wanna walk with us th' rest of th' way?" he offers, then pauses a moment to think, "Oh, hey, never caught your name before, y'mind enlightening me?"

[disdainfortrash]

"Give your pokemon all the time they need to rest," said Ulquiorra. He was curious as to how well Uno would fare against another pokemon, but he wasn't in a particular hurry.

He nodded in regards to the question about walking with them. It seemed...human to do such a thing, and he was in a human body now. There was, at least, safety in numbers, even if this place seemed much safer than Hueco Mundo.

"I'm Ulquiorra Cifer. I didn't get your name either."

/going to kill notifs, brb

[oldestfriend]

She's quiet as a newcomer shows up, curiosity shining in her eyes. It's like she's looking for something in Ulquirorra. When he introduces himself, she just smiles a bit.

So many people of "my" realm lately... This is going to be an "interesting" vacation.

"You can call me 'Dee'," she says, adjusting her pack. Admittedly, she wasn't completely a part of the discussion anyway, but the idea doesn't really bother her. "It'll be nice to have you with us, Ulquiorra." Her statement ends with a small giggle.

"If you guys have a battle, I'd love to ref it."