From: Resona Korelano/M.W.F.
Subject: [PW!] Bruised ribs and bruised ego
Date: Saturday, August 28, 1999 6:54 PM
> A gracile Onix neck rose through the dust, raising a head over the top of the
> blanket. The creature pulled back its stone lips, in a snakelike grin-- in its
> mouth, lay the limp form of a white cat. It shook her violently, then spit her
> out, at its trainer's feet.
> "Onix, return!" Brock commanded. He fastened the Pokéball to his belt, then
> turned to the others, with a slight smirk. "I think I've dealt with all of you.
> Why don't you come back, when you're ready to put up a fight."
> "Raichu rai," Samuraichu muttered, as they went to retrieve Blizzard, "I never
> knew he was such a jerk."
> "In this case," White Blade sighed, "he's earned the right to gloat. Shall we
> get going?"
Blizzard opened her eyes slowly. She was in a Pokemon Center, that much
she was sure of. But how she got there was a blur...
"Bruised ribs... live, but sore for... will grow back, but she...
little too rough?"
White Blade and Samuraichu were standing next to the bed. "Purrrrr?"
White Blade spoke up. "We brought you here after the fight. We thought
you might be dead, but it is Bruno's Onix. They're tough, but they know
their job. Rest up, you've got a couple bruised ribs and a tuft of fur
missing from your tail. It'll grow back in a week or so."
"I think your main worry now is a bruised ego. I had no idea Brock
would have had one of the Elite Four's pokemon."
"Heh, didn't say that. I'll still help you find one. I'm going to be
heading that way. Now, about the training..."
"No, but the offer's still there. Since I don't have trainer status
now, you'll still be a wild pokemon, but you'll have a definite
advantage over others. I'll let you rest and you can think on it. I'd
be happy to help you, but I can only help if you want it." With that,
White Blade stood up and walked out.
White Blade climbed on top of Draconi and laid down. "Worse for wear,
but fine. Heh, I never knew what it was like to actually fight another
pokemon. Now, I'm beginning to see what you guys went through."
"Man, I knew Brock had an Areodactyl, but last I saw it, it was still
"Actually, I did. Scared the hell out of me when he was coming at me
with those teeth though."
White Blade got up and walked over to Nurse Joy. "Excuse me, can me and
my friend get something to eat?"
Nurse Joy flashed a pretty smile. "Sure! I'll have some brought out to
"Thanks. By the way, how's Blizzard doing?"
"The Persian? Oh, she'll be good to go in a few minutes. Ribs should
be healed soon. The little tuft of fur will have to grow back naturally
White Blade walked back over to Draconi and sat down. He was tired and
quickly fell asleep.