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bottlecaplogs2026-05-05 09:39 pm
seacub) wrote in bottlecaplogs2026-05-05 09:39 pm
JJBA CLINIC EXPERIENCE
WHO: Anasui, Emporio, and YOU...Potentially all at once!
WHAT: Anasui is treating patients (and harassing visitors), Emporio is Recovering, and later there's BASEBALL
WHERE: The Clinic, and the Beach
WHEN: Late April/Early May
WARNINGS: References to the prior Heavy Quest
[YOUR DOCTOR, UNFORTUNATELY]
For someone who supposedly doesn't care about the well-being of others, Anasui volunteers at the clinic frequently. Most people know they can find him there if they can't find him in the library and you will see him there as usual.
However, over the last few days, he seems more pissed than usual. His already poor bedside manner seemed worse, and patients and visitors alike will notice Anasui irately clicking his tongue as he comes over to deliver medicine or do regular check ups. He may even mutter 'oh great. You again.' But if his grumbling about the teleporters is anything to go by, it may not be your fault.
"Fucking hell... Asking us to find what's different with newcomers? Why don't they fucking find what's wrong with their stupid teleporters?"
Occasionally, he'll slam cupboards closed or hiss as he's forced to visit a few patients. If you're coming to visit someone, you may see Anasui glaring at you unblinkingly as you walk in.
"What do you want?"
[CLINIC BUDDIES]
It's not exactly small news that Emporio's been admitted to the clinic.
...Again.
His team was, reportedly, carried in from beyond the cliffs by way of Robin and Agnes- they were unconscious, a scene not at all unlike the last heavy quest Emporio participated in, and ultimately they were handed over to Dr. Denne and the rest on stretchers. When, precisely, all three woke up is perhaps largely irrelevant.
What matters is that eventually Emporio does wake up, and proceeds to have a heck of a crisis of identity, before settling back against his cot to just try and muddle his way through the way he does most things. He's really not changed that much, if he thinks about it hard enough. This is still basically the same shape body, even if he has to keep blinking auras out of his eyes, and also figure out how to replace the bag he'd more or less used his old helmet for.
But while Emporio adjusts to this (and also to being bloody huge compared to prior), others will probably want to visit. And...unlike Anasui, who absolutely tracked him down before the boy awoke, it might have been easy to miss the kid.
If only because, as noted, he's a lot bigger now. ...Roughly five times bigger in fact.
It appears Emporio has evolved, and that might be causing a little confusion when it comes to locating his cot in the clinic.
[OH! THAT'S A BASEBALL!]
((Collaboratively written between Pyra and Usagi - tags can and likely will come from both!))
The air in the beach is tense. It's thick, heavy, and nearly choking as two giants (well, Pokemon larger than 5ft) stare each other down. Despite the ghost-type Marowak formerly known as Emporio the Cubone being literally five times bigger than he used to be, he still looks small next to Anasui, especially when the bird straightens his neck and puffs up his feathers. Anasui is bristling, and if the dark look in his eye is any indication, he's pissed off.
Emporio holds, in his hand, a long bone club. There's no flames on it- that would involve scratching it against the almost star-shaped mark on his brow- but rather, he holds it over his shoulder, the way a baseball would be positioned.
The marowak swallows. On the one hand, Anasui told him they were going to be playing baseball.
On the other, it really didn't feel like an offer so much as a threat, and he's not sure what to do about that.
Another swallow.
"...So....where are the baseballs..?"
Emporio's question is unfortunately unanswered- even if an audience has already gathered.
Anasui doesn't say anything. One moment, he's staring down Emporio, the next, he's moving. A grey and purple blob of shadow forms in his mouth and he shoots it straight at Emporio. Emporio gasps and ducks out of the way and Anasui snarls.
"Stay still or I'll make you." It'd be nice if there was context but it seems Emporio doesn't even have that. Anasui just charges up another shadow ball and fires it again. "Emporio!"
"YOU SAID THIS WAS BASEBALL-!!" is all the Marowak shouts in turn- and, for anyone watching, one wonders if they'll have to step in for that to actually happen.
WHAT: Anasui is treating patients (and harassing visitors), Emporio is Recovering, and later there's BASEBALL
WHERE: The Clinic, and the Beach
WHEN: Late April/Early May
WARNINGS: References to the prior Heavy Quest
[YOUR DOCTOR, UNFORTUNATELY]
For someone who supposedly doesn't care about the well-being of others, Anasui volunteers at the clinic frequently. Most people know they can find him there if they can't find him in the library and you will see him there as usual.
However, over the last few days, he seems more pissed than usual. His already poor bedside manner seemed worse, and patients and visitors alike will notice Anasui irately clicking his tongue as he comes over to deliver medicine or do regular check ups. He may even mutter 'oh great. You again.' But if his grumbling about the teleporters is anything to go by, it may not be your fault.
"Fucking hell... Asking us to find what's different with newcomers? Why don't they fucking find what's wrong with their stupid teleporters?"
Occasionally, he'll slam cupboards closed or hiss as he's forced to visit a few patients. If you're coming to visit someone, you may see Anasui glaring at you unblinkingly as you walk in.
"What do you want?"
[CLINIC BUDDIES]
It's not exactly small news that Emporio's been admitted to the clinic.
...Again.
His team was, reportedly, carried in from beyond the cliffs by way of Robin and Agnes- they were unconscious, a scene not at all unlike the last heavy quest Emporio participated in, and ultimately they were handed over to Dr. Denne and the rest on stretchers. When, precisely, all three woke up is perhaps largely irrelevant.
What matters is that eventually Emporio does wake up, and proceeds to have a heck of a crisis of identity, before settling back against his cot to just try and muddle his way through the way he does most things. He's really not changed that much, if he thinks about it hard enough. This is still basically the same shape body, even if he has to keep blinking auras out of his eyes, and also figure out how to replace the bag he'd more or less used his old helmet for.
But while Emporio adjusts to this (and also to being bloody huge compared to prior), others will probably want to visit. And...unlike Anasui, who absolutely tracked him down before the boy awoke, it might have been easy to miss the kid.
If only because, as noted, he's a lot bigger now. ...Roughly five times bigger in fact.
It appears Emporio has evolved, and that might be causing a little confusion when it comes to locating his cot in the clinic.
[OH! THAT'S A BASEBALL!]
((Collaboratively written between Pyra and Usagi - tags can and likely will come from both!))
The air in the beach is tense. It's thick, heavy, and nearly choking as two giants (well, Pokemon larger than 5ft) stare each other down. Despite the ghost-type Marowak formerly known as Emporio the Cubone being literally five times bigger than he used to be, he still looks small next to Anasui, especially when the bird straightens his neck and puffs up his feathers. Anasui is bristling, and if the dark look in his eye is any indication, he's pissed off.
Emporio holds, in his hand, a long bone club. There's no flames on it- that would involve scratching it against the almost star-shaped mark on his brow- but rather, he holds it over his shoulder, the way a baseball would be positioned.
The marowak swallows. On the one hand, Anasui told him they were going to be playing baseball.
On the other, it really didn't feel like an offer so much as a threat, and he's not sure what to do about that.
Another swallow.
"...So....where are the baseballs..?"
Emporio's question is unfortunately unanswered- even if an audience has already gathered.
Anasui doesn't say anything. One moment, he's staring down Emporio, the next, he's moving. A grey and purple blob of shadow forms in his mouth and he shoots it straight at Emporio. Emporio gasps and ducks out of the way and Anasui snarls.
"Stay still or I'll make you." It'd be nice if there was context but it seems Emporio doesn't even have that. Anasui just charges up another shadow ball and fires it again. "Emporio!"
"YOU SAID THIS WAS BASEBALL-!!" is all the Marowak shouts in turn- and, for anyone watching, one wonders if they'll have to step in for that to actually happen.
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Not the front, which is certainly the more likely gathering place, because why not, it's more spacious, more to look at, surely, but way back here, a little more secluded, neglected, more personal. Makes sense, for someone like Anasui to want the quiet. It's simple, which surprisingly is more comfortable, though she's never needed much, but of course that's when she spots it.
Not the little paper puzzle, though it's all of a few moments that it does hold her attention just because of the patterns and the deft ways Anasui can go about maneuvering it delicately, somehow, but that lone, empty swing- it takes her back to mind when she'd had ordinary legs and didn't have to quickly shuffle from place to place.
But- shuffle it is, to move over to the swing and stare at it, considering... well, psychic energy was probably good enough for movement, even if it wasn't quite the same. She just missed that - the movement - don't mind her, over here ... debating, before she finally hops up onto the thing.
It's fine, probably.
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Without really thinking about what he's doing, he uses his own psychic powers to gently push the swing, giving Hatenna enough time to steady herself even as it moves forward. Anasui knows she can do it herself but he figures that the experience will likely be nicer, in the same way it's nice getting pushed sometimes than swinging yourself. Hopefully, she's not gonna snap at him for doing so...
Being Anasui, he doesn't really bring attention to his actions, and simply talks as if he wasn't already multitasking.
"... I was surprised Pokemon have swings and playgrounds too. They seem to like it as much as anyone else."
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It's a good movement. She's restless, it wasn't like going for a drive was an option here.
"Eh? It's not too surprising... some are more likely to seek 'relaxing' options as much as they work."
She supposes it's possible the influences came from when they were more connected to humans sometime in the past, but that was sort of the territory that came from building up a town to begin with.
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"Mmm... I know they have all their craft clubs and cooking clubs and the like but still... it's interesting. I never considered 'play' as something particularly relaxing but Pokemon young and old do it. Something about it, I guess." Maybe it's not as weird for Arachnemon as it is Anasui - Anasui was just a weird and lonely child. He rarely played with anything unless he was disassembling it.
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"The clubs are more annoying."
Okay she'll complain a little about that, but that's because social endeavors are a bit much. She learns what she needs to learn in her own way.
"But, something like this, on it's own, you don't really have to think about it when it's just there."
Just swinging, that is. But maybe that was really the only part she was ever interested in-freedom of movement.
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"Agreed," Anasui snorts. "I don't need a club to 'encourage me to have fun'. I see other Pokemon enough as it is." Anasui is very much of the same opinion, apparently. Even though he's prone to monologuing
like a JoJo character, he doesn't like social settings either.About the swing though? Anasui just nods. There's something very serene about the way Hatenna talks about swinging. Something honest. He mentally tucks the information away for later and keeps the gentle swinging going.
At some point he'll have a swing set up for her... Once he figures out a quiet place near her accomodation.