| Subject: yay! Now I can join in! |
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Michelle Catiryn
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Date Posted: 00:20:33 03/04/01 Sun
In reply to:
Jazz
's message, "I must be getting old for I don't get it *G*" on 20:54:48 03/03/01 Sat
>Jazz made a note of it to himself as he headed for the
>Pokémon Center too. The lady was funny, and the
>scyther even funnier... But if she had a Scyther,
>maybe he should hang around her some, she probably had
>good tips for small time trainers like himself.
>
>He went to the doctor's desk and got down to
>explaining the symptoms of his Charmander. The doctor
>smiled at him and said she'd have a look, so he left
>his Charmander's Pokéball in her care as he went and
>sat in the sunlight, still gnawing at the burnt crust
>of his toast.
Michelle looked around at the usual spread of trainers gathered around the Pokemon Center. No one noticed the thin, pale trainer sitting in a corner of the center, but Michelle watched everyone who came through. She was looking for a target.
She discared several trainers as beginners, and noted a couple that might be worth her time. See anything Mew? She 'pathed. No decent trainers, but there are some Jennys gathering around the doors was Mew's reply. Michelle wondered why, then spotted a familiar Scyther green Scyther. Looks like our job's just gotten a whole lot more interesting she telepathed back. She then stood up from the corner she'd been sitting in. She walked up to Angel, making a show of it being random. She looked Scyther up and down. "Miss, may I have a quick look at your Scyther? His colour seems a little off."
Kneeling down by Scyther, she ignored the look in his eyes, and whispered to him, "I know you can speak to your trainer telepathically. Tell her that there are Jennys on all but the back door of the pharmacy, and more are coming. I'm sure she'd be interested in that." In a more normal voice, she said "Yes, I was right. He just needs a good meal. Please, come this way." She motioned Angel and Scyther over towards the back of the center. Kneeling down again, she just whispered, "Tell her that when I come back with the food, the door will be unlocked. I have a job to finish."
Rubbing the back of Scyther's headspikes [usually a deathwish] she walked off to get the food.
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