[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 30, 2019 19:22:31 GMT -5

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Post by uniqueneko on May 30, 2019 19:22:31 GMT -5

M A I N G A T E - B A R N A B Y B U S E S C A P E

As the survivors from the main gate stumbled into the bus, they were barely given time to settle inside before Barnaby stomped on the gas pedal to accelerate away from the chaotic scene. The academy became smaller and smaller until it was no longer in sight and, for the time being, everyone in the vehicle was safe. Barnaby drove under a beautiful and clear night sky, littered with sparkling stars above.

The sound from Galactic’s destruction and chaos faded into nothingness and, soon enough, they were surrounded with a heavy silence. The adrenaline wears off of the exhausted students and the damage that’s been done settles in. Those who made it out from Saturn’s wrath in one piece are left to think of what they managed to escape from, those who they have lost, and what exactly to do now that there is no school for them to attend.

Take a break, trainers. You will need it for what is to come in your respective futures!

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 30, 2019 21:13:53 GMT -5

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Post by KidCactus on May 30, 2019 21:13:53 GMT -5

Leon laid quiet across the bus seats, his leg bandaged up to stop the bleeding. Spooks wandered the bus, finding a pecha berry and rushing back over to his trainer who was still affected by the poison gas. The small Gengar jumped up to Leon's side and offered the berry to him. Leon nodded a thanks and slowly ate. He chewed and watched the night sky, looking at all the stars.

Spooks whined and slowly snuggled up under Leon's jacket and kept his trainer company. A hand came down and rubbed the top of the ghost pokemon. "Gen?" Spooks looked up at Leon who was giving him a weak smile. "Thanks for being with me bud." Spooks eyes began to well up in tears and he clung to Leon tightly, sobbing into his shirt. "geeeeengaaaaar!!!!"

Leon gave a chuckle and sorely sat up, pulling Spooks into a cuddle. These two had been through thick and thin and that was the most scariest thing they did together. Leaning against the glass, Leon continued to watch out the window and wondered where they would go now. He thought about home but only for a moment.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 31, 2019 1:28:15 GMT -5

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Post by apparentlyheck on May 31, 2019 1:28:15 GMT -5

The academy shrunk in the horizon, and an Eevee and a Whirlipede, far in the back, stared at it through the window. They were so glad that they were out and safe, they didn't notice their Trainer.

Soleil was unable to take his eyes off the Blues brothers. Even now, the smell of blood and the sight of them was too much. It wasn't the same, but on a speeding bus after this commotion, he couldn't help but curse himself. He wanted to move, but he was frozen. He wanted to stop thinking and act, but couldn't. Was it because he knew it was useless? Was it because he saw his brother in Vander's current state?

A nudge took his attention. It was Justice, who nudged him to treat his trainer and brother both. It only had wings, so he couldn't do much. But Sol could. He had to. Justice pointed to the bags and a small room at the far back of the bus, a supply room. It wasn't going to be much, probably, but it was a start. As he walked, his own body reminded him of everything wrong with it on every step. His throat and chest burned, his leg ached, his hands hurt. But he kept going, looking for whatever he could muster. Bandages, alcohol, etcetera, this would have to do. He scrambled back to the Blues, going for Leonard first. Knowing Vander, he'd be too stubborn to die first than his brother.

Soleil wished he was, at least.

He worked quietly and as quickly as he could, hands shaking under the weight of the responsability he had on his hands at the moment. The Champion of Kanto and his best friend's life.

How the fuck am I supposed to do this... I have to try.

He treated Leonard the best he could, cursing under his breath that he couldn't do better, but someone else could. Just not him. When it came to treating Vander...

Oh Arceus... Why is this happening... not now, not now...

He felt the ghost of his brother crawling on his back as he did, and did his best to ignore him and the whispers of survivor's guilt that haunted him. He resisted the impulse to throw up upon seeing the bruises, and fought against the flashes of how he imagined mangled, drowned corpses looked like.

"Vee."

Umbra ran to his feet, plopping down beside him. She knew, she had always known when that had happened, and she always grounded him, even now.

"Thanks, bud."

Soon, he was done wrapping up Vander and Soma's hands. Their bond... it seemed unbreakable. He wondered if he and Umbra were close like that for a moment, before putting hand and paw together.

"'Ere. I think y'all will do better if you're close to each other..."

He sat down on the far back of the bus, curled up, quietly eating a pecha berry. He had given one to each of the brothers, too. Umbra climbed into his lap, knowing- her trainer only curled up when he wanted to cry. He hated himself if anyone saw him, so she would be there for him.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 31, 2019 7:24:59 GMT -5 via mobile

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Post by duckoverlord on May 31, 2019 7:24:59 GMT -5

Justice stood vigilant inside the bus, he was at the very least, one of the only Pokémon available to fight should the worst happened. Was this the first time he had fought against a terrorist organization? Certainly. But it wasn't the first time his trainer got injured, at all.

After Soleil did his best to treat the wounds of the brothers, he only grew more weary. There was just so much that a child could do right now, the bus driver himself didn't seem to be able to help yet, and he wasn't sure if the rest of the trainers were able to out their hands on them either. The big bird was already filling enough space as it is, it wasn't the best idea, but all he could do is stay up for the night and keep watch.

Leonard remained pale as his Pokémon watched nearby, the eagle-like Pokémon cuddled up as best as he could after thanking Soleil for his work and remained there, aware of the trainer' state. He was barely breathing, his cheeks white as snow as the blood'sugar dripping rhythm slowed down considerably. But there was a bigger issue: could he had internal bleeding? Was he going to last enough before he kicked the bucket?

The dreamer Vander though, who usually had thoughts inside his head even when asleep, had a blank mind. He was shivering from the cold, the water that splashed around their group finally clawing into him and force him to give in. It was a cold night after all, with chilling breezes that came in from the mountain around them.

Inside his head, a black empty voice turned into his home, there was no water, no light, nothing. His steps were muffled, his voice was muted, the only thing that worked were his eyes and ears who were unable to catch anything inside the nothingness of the black.

"... !"

It was faint.

"... ?!"

It was a voice.

A young voice, sounding distant, yet so close to him for some reason. A small flicker danced in the dark, which became a tiny light that let their rays settle on Vander's naked skin and with them, a glimpse of warmth and security filled his consciousness. It dragged him in, luring him into them he unknown, with each step the temperature would rise slowly and help him feel more at ease, it was easily inexplicable, it was a voice unfamiliar to him, yet for some reason he felt... at ease with it.

It kept calling for him, and the small silhouette of what looked to be a boy came to be. He couldn't detail it properly with the light now shining with terrific splendor, but he pictured a long mane reaching the waist, eyes as green as the vast plains of grass in the region, and a beautiful smile that captivated him as he reached out his hand. Vander was... perplexed at best, barely recognizing the kid. Who was he? Did he forgot? It seemed like it, as the kid's expression turned a bit sadder at the realization, as if he could read him entirely.

Vander reached the hand, finally finding serenity. The light casted a large shadow behind the boy, who kept his concerned, yet somewhat happy look on his face as the shadows grew in size, gained proportion, darted out claws and fangs and loomed over Vander. The blonde barely could react, stuck in place as his hand was held firmly by the boy, he stared at the monster, who sported scales and horns now that he had finished spawning, and before Vander could even scream, the shadows rushed at him, turning everything dark.

In the bus, Vander's breathing had stopped.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 31, 2019 12:15:55 GMT -5

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Post by Tyler on May 31, 2019 12:15:55 GMT -5

Naomi held on to the bus' stair railing and the divider between the first seat and the stairs for dear life until Barnaby's turbulent driving stopped after a good ten minutes. The man didn't even make eye contact with her when she finally walked up the stairs and began to move down the aisle, taking in the sight of the students. She saw Frankie unconscious on the back floor and went to get her situated and buckled in a seat - with some assistance from a reluctant Dallas. The pair sat down near the front of the bus with Naomi taking the outer seat. She closed her eyes for a brief period in time; she knew that she wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but she needed to just rest for a moment. In the meantime, she concentrated on the hum of the bus engine and the sound of rustling in the aisle from Soleil administering medical aid to the blues brothers.

She nodded off for a moment, but was awoken by the thought of the gymnasium ceiling collapsing down on top of her. The gym quickly shifted into the tombs of Unova and her eyes fell to meet those of her mother. Young Naomi's eyes widened and she heard her mother speak. "Help them." N's eyes narrowed in confusion, but she didn't have time to think before the rubble crashed down and her body flung forward in the seat. She blinked rapidly and took a deep breath as she looked around. Her mother never said that before, what was she talking about? It had to be the work of her subconscious, but something made her get up. She stood in the aisle and looked at the others, seeing some trying to sleep and not a single person standing. It seemed the Sol had long ago finished providing aid.

Naomi concentrated as she moved along the aisles, trying to read each person's aura to check their vitals. She started scanning from the back until she laid eyes on the Blues brothers. Their auras were rapidly fading even with Sol's help, but while Leonard's was slowly fading, Vanders had become entirely gray. She gasped and hastily moved down the aisle over to the boy. His chest wasn't rising and she didn't see his nostrils flaring at all. She leaned over and placed her fingers on his neck as her father had taught her, thus confirming her suspicions. Vander wasn't breathing.

"He's not breathing! Do we have AEDs on this bus?" she called out.

Last Edit: May 31, 2019 12:17:06 GMT -5 by Tyler

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus May 31, 2019 22:45:29 GMT -5

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Post by truenightwing on May 31, 2019 22:45:29 GMT -5

To say Frankie was lucky to have escaped only with a concussion, and with her pokemon still well and alive, albeit battered and beaten, would be a gross understatement. She'd awoken a good thirty seconds after she'd had her clumsy fall and smash against the back of the bus, having found her footing with the aid of others, and dizzily made her way to aid the Blues brothers. For the while, she'd only been giving advice on wound treatment, knowing some decent bits of knowledge of deep wound treatment given her time spent abroad and in dangerous locales; She picked up such skills from proper EMTs, but there was of course no substitute for proper hospital care. They could only hope to keep them both breathing and their hearts beating...

Breathing.... Breathing.... Frankie nearly dozed off at the thought before Naomis' call for aid roused her back to the world of the living. Like a student desperate to finish a project on the night of its' due, she lurched forth with bloodshot eyes wide open, looking over Vander. The reporter put her head to Vanders' chest, and a hand to his neck. She didn't hear breathing, but there was a heartbeat, albeit a fading one. She cursed horribly for a moment as panic took hold, but was summarily dashed aside as she remembered a conversation she had with an emergency responder...

"You gotta press down, hard, real hard after blowing for say maybe five seconds." "How hard? Wouldn't that be dangerous?" "Nope, you gotta; Hard enough to break a rib or two, otherwise you won't reach the lungs with any force, they'll never start breathing that way. Better to have a fractured rib than be dead."

Action time. She took a deep breathe, pinched Vanders nose, and began to do what was surely the best attempt Frankie could at CPR. Each second felt like a whole ten minutes, trying desperately to get the bastard breathing. She came up then, pressing down with all her strength remaining on the young lads chest, counting the reps haggardly. "One, two, three... Four. Five.. Six, seven, eight, nine! Ten!" Again, down to try and provide aid, and again she performed another set of reps. She wouldn't let one of these innocent young types go without giving it all she had in a fight against death, but hell, did everything hurt. Another attempt at breathing life into Vander, and another rep. She paused, and brought her head down, praying silently that his heart and breathing might start up once more.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 1, 2019 13:31:02 GMT -5

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Post by erick on Jun 1, 2019 13:31:02 GMT -5

Shawl rummaged around the bus, looking for something to help the wounds of the crew. He found a small box of Pecha berries towards the front and decided to distribute it to the group after eating one himself. He handed some out except to Leon who seemed to already be eating one. "Thanks for the offer," Shawl thought as he looked at Leon. He got to Frankie and the Blues boys.

"Take one," he said while offering the berries to her. "That way at least one life will be saved, and maybe two more." When he stood there besides them, his face downcast, he questioned whether the brothers would be let off easy if they died. At least they would do so early and not have to worry about fighting for their life later on. Like ripping the bandage off quick, no need to draw out the pain. His eyes watering with his long red hair flopping over it, he did his best to remain hopeful. It wasn't looking good though. If he got out of this alive he questioned whether or not he would stay in Sinnoh. He figured not if he could get out.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 1, 2019 18:57:08 GMT -5

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Post by apparentlyheck on Jun 1, 2019 18:57:08 GMT -5

"He's not breathing! Do we have AEDs on this bus?"

What the FUCK is an AED?!

Sol got up from his seat, being the nearest to the backroom, and felt overwhelmed by how many things Barnaby had decided to pack. So many med supplies, but one in particular caught his eye. A machine with two pads. These seemed familiar, and then he read the writing printed on the machine itself.

"Automated External Defibrillator"

"Automated External Defibrillator"

"Automated External Defibrillator"

That's the bitch!

Sol rushed over with the AED, and a chill went down his back. He didn't know how to use this. He at least hoped the valkyrie knew, since she was the one who asked. While Frankie did everything she could to resuscitate Vander, he had an idea and quickly went through his bag.

C'mon, c'mon... here it is!

His Xtransceiver. He quickly ran over to Barnaby, and asked where they were headed. Celestic. Wasting no time, he looked up the number of whatever hospital he could think of in the town, and called. Each beep made his heart skip a beat, hoping someone would answer... but more importantly, that Vander would hold out until then.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 1, 2019 22:08:34 GMT -5

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Post by krissanthimum on Jun 1, 2019 22:08:34 GMT -5

Dallas sat in the back hugging his knees as these events occurred around him. He really was not having a good time all around. He just wanted to go home and sleep for 6 months straight, but things just KEEP happening. He was really fed up. If Charizard weren't in need of some serious rest, he would've just blasted a hole in the bus and flew home. As Vander was having breathing problems, Dallas knew Vander was strong enough to make it through this. There wasn't much Dallas could do anyways, he realized this without thinking much about it. Which is why Dallas was only mildly concerned. He couldn't help but to simply stare at Vander and hope that he was okay while singing a song in his head. _{((Just keep breathin and breathin and breathin and breathaaaayynnn...))} He tried so hard to control his face from laughing at himself for thinking of an Altariana Grande song at a time like this. He didn't want to come off as an insensitive fuck, so he simply stared at the window as the commotion continued. Again, there's not really much Dallas can do having almost choked to death by a psychic attack. In some sick way, Dallas thought his problems were above everyone else's.

Last Edit: Jun 1, 2019 22:10:31 GMT -5 by krissanthimum

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 2, 2019 0:15:36 GMT -5

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Post by KidCactus on Jun 2, 2019 0:15:36 GMT -5

Leon had fallen asleep with Spooks in his arms, resting his head against the window and despite the bumpy ride, he did not wake. He was mentally and physically exhausted from the events and he could no longer stay awake. He didn't dream about anything in particular, it was just blurry images one after another.

Spooks yawned and pushed himself more into Leon's arms to stay warm but the movement of a panicked Naomi caught his attention. Rubbing his eyes, the Gengar slipped out of Leon's arms and peered around the seat to watch her go to Vander's aid. Sol and Frankie too started to freak out and call for help. Spooks quickly shook Leon but he wasn't waking. Huffing, he climbed up his front and gave him a big pap on the cheek.

Leon jolted and looked around wide-eyed. He groaned and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. "mm Spooks whats wro-" he stopped and looked behind him to see Frankie giving mouth to mouth, Sol with an AED and the group looking scared for Vander. Leon's eyes widen and his body fell cold as he knew exactly what was happening, he had seen it more than enough times during his stay in hospitals. His chest tightened and for a moment he held his breath, hoping, praying that Vander would take a gasp.

'Come on. You can do it Vander, COME ON!!'

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 2, 2019 12:00:01 GMT -5 via mobile

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Post by duckoverlord on Jun 2, 2019 12:00:01 GMT -5

The sound of the waves was charming, filling up the empty silence that the occasional Wingull left at the beach. The mixture of dry and wet sand felt good under the feet, and the salty scent for the water coupled with the sunset across the horizon relaxed any tension that might have been formed in the past.

Vander had been sitting there on the sand, sporting his worn-out and tattered clothes from the academy. His headband was nowhere to be found, so his hair ended up resting nicely as it covered his forehead, he felt his hands, his injured hands. He couldn't see the injury, but they burned and had a gooey texture on them. He tried to wash off the feeling with the sea water, but that ended up in a futile effort as he worsened up the feeling.

He had given up, basically. So he resigned to watch the sun until it set below the sea and called him for sleep, something he has been yearning for a while. As if the sea had been listening to him, the silence was interrupted by the appearance of a boy, the same one from before: with long hair and green eyes, now sporting a smile and offering an ice cream to the blonde.

Vander took his time to assimilate the sudden appearance of the boy, who sat down beside him. He accepted the sweet and started to give teeth to it, it was lemon with raspberry... Odd, it had been a while since he tasted that flavor.

The blonde took a deep breath and had his crimson eyes meet the boy's greens, who had been staring at him since the start. Vander ended up shaking his head with a faint but glad smile, taunting him with his eyes.

"Why? I mean... I-"

The boy giggled. "I'm here to pick you up, don't you remember what we promised?"

Vander just looked at the boy, frozen as he looked without any clue of what he was saying at all, which caused the lad to giggle again.

"If you ever gave up, I would pick you up and take you with me. That's what friends do." He smiled warmly towards Vander, his skin giving home to faint particles of sand, the breeze was humid, bringing up the heat considerably.

Vander blinked, literally caught off guard as he stopped eating his ice cream. He gave a concerned look as he lifted an eyebrow. "I... Gave up? Come on, I never give up!"

The boy shrugged and looked to the ocean. "Then why you grabbed my hand?"

Vander flinched.

"Just to make sure, do you feel entirely fine? Like, can you breathe?"

Vander frowned and puffed his cheeks. "Of course I can! Look!" He started to inhale and give big breaths, only to be unable to gather any kind of air at all. He jerk up and held his chest, gasping to no avail, he got on his knees and grasped the sand.

He started to cough as he suffocated, looking at the boy while begging for help. He just kneeled beside him and caressed his blonde hair with a sad look on his face. Vander glared at the boy, and was met with fangs and blood-red eyes instead, he panicked and tried to crawl away as far as he could, only to stumble near the peaceful water kissing the land.

His nightmare gave slow steps to catch up with him, reaching him with one hand, he dragged him towards the sea and buried his head under the water. Vander struggled in pain as he felt his limbs going numb, his strength leaving him as he couldn't breathe a single breeze of air.

He managed to turn around, flopping and splashing the water around him as he saw bubbles and a pair of red glowing over the water. He held the arm that had been holding his head firmly and tried to push it away from him, darkness circling his view as everything turned blurry and faint.

Then he remembered: Water. His partner is a Dewott, both have been training to master water attacks, they were the best in the academy when it came to that, water was his element. He wasn't a swimmer at all, but he knew damn well that dying from suffocating under water was not his way of going out. He reached with a punch the nightmare's face and managed to weaken the grip on his neck, allowing him to perk up and rise back from the water, with his last breath before losing consciousness he cried out a wrathful yell.

"PETER!!!"

Suddenly, Vander gasped for air after receiving a powerful shock on his chest. His clothes were torn apart, ripped suddenly as he was spotted with numerous cuts and bruises. There were faint lights around him, he saw a textured metallic ceiling over him and numerous heads around him: Soleil; Frankie; Naomi, all looking like they were about to lose themselves in tears. Vander was lost in his confusion, he rest his head back on the cushioned seat and let out a breath, completely exhausted both physically, mentally and spiritually. He felt the fur of his partner Soma beside him, who despite his injuries was sleeping soundly... although barely.

Vander couldn't mutter another word as he felt his strength leaving again, and after giving them all a smile, he fell asleep again, now completely stable. Justice, the Braviary of Leonard, let out a sigh of relief before looking back at his trainer, who seemed to be running out of time. He kept being tense as he thought that all he had to do was to hope for the best.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 3, 2019 20:46:36 GMT -5

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Post by Tyler on Jun 3, 2019 20:46:36 GMT -5

Naomi felt somewhat relieved when Frankie hopped from her seat instantly to come help with Vander. She watched the woman begin to performing CPR, thankful that she herself didn't have to do it, but she also figured that this wasn't the best approach. Vander seemed to have intense trauma and broken ribs and she was afraid that further pressure on his abdomen would cause further harm. Thankfully, the introduction of oxygen into his body via the reporter's mouth and the pumping of his heart from her chest compressions would provide at least some supply to his brain for the time being until they located the AED. She looked around the bus, passing sight of Shawl who was passing berries out, to look for any sign of the device and her heart started to sink at the thought of not being able to find it.

Fortunately, the blonde farmboy managed to locate it and rushed over to Naomi to hand it over. She nodded as thanks and quickly turned to Frankie as she began to unzip the AED case. She placed it on an empty seat in front of Vander and quickly read the preparatory instructions. "Remove attire if necessary. Dry application area. Place on chest and turn on. Provide CPR in between shocks." It didn't seem too difficult, but she felt her hands shaking as she removed her gloves and put on the latex ones provided in the kit. She took a deep breath and grabbed the scissors then moved back to Vander. "Watch out, once the device delivers the shock I'm going to need you to keep doing CPR for two minutes. We repeat for as long as necessary."

The brunette had the reporter step aside so that she could move close enough and took ahold of Vander's shirt. It was semi-damp from the water of the dome, indicating that she'd definitely have to dry him off. She quickly cut her way up the center of his shirt and pushed it aside until his entire abdomen was exposed. N moved as quickly as possible to put the scissors into the kit and grabbed gauze pads. With a quick tear of the paper packaging, she removed them and wiped his chest until it was entirely dry. She tossed the debris to the side and grabbed the device, placing it on the floor in front of the seat. After a quick removal of the shock pads from their packaging, she pressed them onto his left and right chest then pressed the button to start the device.

An electronic voice cried out instantly. "Analyzing heart rhythm, do NOT touch patient!" She moved her hands aside, ensuring no one was touching Vander and waited. After a few seconds, the voice spoke once more. "Administering shock to patient, everyone stand back. Press the red button to deliver shock!" Naomi turned and pushed the large red button on the console of the device. An impulse fired off into Vander's heart, causing a slot jump in his chest. "Shock delivered, it is now safe to touch the patient. Resume CPR!" it cried out electronically. Naomi moved aside so that Frankie could continue her CPR, waiting with bated breath. The process was repeated again and a second shock was delivered to Vander's body. Naomi felt her heart beginning to sink as Frankie resumed CPR and the boy still had not awoken. She monitored his aura with her breath held, searching for any sign of hope.

"Come on kid... wake up! You're too young to die!" Her eyes widened at the thought. Those were the exact words that were said when they found her outside the Relic Castle in Unova. She felt tears begin to well up in the corners of her eyes; he had to wake up, just like she did. It wasn't fair that she did and Vander wasn't. She bit the inside of her lip to stop the tears from flowing, but it was no use. The spilled down her face, prompting a sharp exhale as she stifled a sob. However, as the end of the two minutes neared she began to see a flurry of gold. She didn't know if it was aura, or the light of the device reflecting into her tear-filled eyes. Naomi pressed the button on cue to unleash another shock, but she didn't have time to think before the defibrillator cried out again. "Shock de-!" Before the device could finish its line, the jolt of electricity shot into Vander's chest like a lifeguard diving into the ocean to rescue a drowning swimmer.

Almost instantly Naomi's eyes were blinded by a blast of golden radiant aura as Vander jolted to life, gasping for air. She averted her gaze with eyes closed momentarily, before looking back at the boy and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. Her face was a mixture of running mascara, eyeshadow and tears that quickly shifted from those of sadness to those of happiness. She stopped holding her breath and released a sigh of relief. The club captain flashed him a smile before he quickly fell back to sleep - but this time he was breathing.

"Thank Arceus..." she whispered.

Last Edit: Jun 3, 2019 20:48:07 GMT -5 by Tyler

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 3, 2019 21:14:10 GMT -5

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Post by KidCactus on Jun 3, 2019 21:14:10 GMT -5

Leon had completely shut out what Frankie and Naomi did as they tried to bring Vander back. He could hear his own heart beating rapidly and his breathing in his ears. His hand was gripping the back of the seat sop tightly it began to go numb as he watched and waited. It felt like an eternity but when he heard that gasp of air he too took a breath, he was okay.

Turning around, Leon ran his shaky hand through his messy hair. So much was still going on and they were heading towards the one place Leon hated, the hospital. His leg bounced anxiously as he reached into his bag searching for his phone. It was a bit damp but it was still working. He turned it on and glanced at the 47% battery life left. Tapping it a few times, he then scrolled through his contacts. For a brief moment he saw his dad's work number but he continued to scroll though until he found Bryony's number.

The last time he saw her was at the hall during the chaos and since then she was no where to be seen. She and her were good friends, at least, that's how he felt. He tapped her name and held it to his ear. No answer. The phone didn't even ring out meaning it was dead or broken. He tried three more times before sending her a quick text just to make sure she was okay.

[ Bry, its Leon. I got out with Soleil, Vander, Naomi and two others. We're on a bus heading towards the nearest hospital for help. Please be safe. ]

His hands were shaking after he sent it. He couldn't help but think the worse, that she was alone or her body was left under rumble somewhere to rot. He choked out a sob and quickly pulled his hood as much as he could over his head to hide himself. Spooks climbed into his arms and stayed close to his trainer as he began to break down. "...Gen". The ghost pokemon looked to the phone and began to tap at it, bringing up a game on it. "Gen gengar!" He tugged on Leon's jacket and pointed to a favourite game of theirs, Candy Crush.

Spooks smiled sadly and took Leon's finger, helping him get the candy combos through his tears and try and calm down.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 4, 2019 16:05:38 GMT -5

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Post by apparentlyheck on Jun 4, 2019 16:05:38 GMT -5

Vander started breathing again, and Soleil let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He nodded solemnly at Naomi, and supposed valkyries weren't only war angels. The youngest of the blond boy trio was now sleeping soundly, and a look over at Leon, who was sobbing and forcing himself to play through the tears, made him realize his own cheeks felt wet. He was about to open his mouth until the ringing on his ears stopped, and he could finally hear the voice at the other end of the line.

"Hello, Celestic Emergency Line. What's your emergency?"

Sol choked up for a few seconds. No. They needed him to make this call.

"I'm a student from Azure Academy. M-My friend stopped breathin', we managed to kick it back up, but his brother's injured too, much nuch worse, n' I... W-we need help, please. We're on a bus on the way to Celestic. Please help us..."

The operator hastily typed in her computer. Everything was messy at the moment, but someone stopping breathing was already life threatening.

"Okay. We'll be ready for you in the Celestic General Hospital. Don't panic, we're on the way."

Soleil stopped listening once the operator said Celestic General Hospital. Not that place. Not again.

In the horizon, lights were starting to become visible, the first sight of Celestic Town. Help for the majority in this bus. But not for him.

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[SINNOH] Barnaby Bus Jun 4, 2019 18:31:36 GMT -5

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Post by truenightwing on Jun 4, 2019 18:31:36 GMT -5

Frankie followed Naomis lead as instructed. Shock, then CPR, shock, then CPR. It was a simple routine made more "complex" by the extreme stress and consequences behind failure and success in execution of the process. After a minute or two had passed, and Vander sprang up like a man possessed, returned to the land of the living, not only did Frankie jump back in shock from the jump-scare value, but landed in the seat opposite Vander, breathing heavily. She stared with concern stricken expressions for a few moments more before she started laughing softly, and then more loudly as she lunged forth and hugged the lucky bastard tightly, an arm reaching out to pull Naomi in too. "HAHA! He's alive! We fuckin' did it! Woo!" It was clearly not the time or place for this kind of celebration, but such swells of emotion were hard to control given the circumstance.

Up front, Barnaby seemed to breathe a most deep sigh of relief, slouching back in the cockpit, glad to know he wouldn't have a dead student resting upon his conscious. He picked up the radio-link device that started up the intercom on the bus. "Dr. Barnaby hear, and I might I saw, I'm glad for once I was wrong about my theories.... And that your all alright of course. We're... Oh maybe five minutes if I keep this pace from Celestic Town. Make sure you stay buckled up, keep calm, and get ready to depart. We'll need to get a few of you to the hospital ASAP.... We'll figure the rest of it out in the morning. I can only imagine youngins' like you need some time to cope with the tragedy. Come to me if you need to talk. I'll do what I can." The haggard doctor hanged up the speaker for now and returned his attention to the road. Hopefully the worst had passed.

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