poly_chromatic | 007

You can always call me. I'm on the Police Force. I don't know the actual station number. Maybe we should pass out cards, or something....

[Getting back on track!]

Where do you live?

Oh, Setsuna- !

[Thats right! He'd said he was a member of the police how could be so stu- well. Dragons.]

I'm in building four, apartment 202!

I'll get on it, then. Not sure how much help I can be against a dragon, but I'm not helpless.

[A few minutes later]

S- Setsuna do you know first aid?

No, I don't. Do you need the hospital?

Um-

Yes. I think so-

I can try to get you there. Never carried a centaur before, though.

Where are you?! [He is neither of those things, but he is a Pokemon trainer and Chandela could probably take down whatever's causing this commotion.]

I'm in building fo-

[Another loud bang, and she jumps]

How did they get so big so fast?!

[Right, building four, not too far away! Just have to make sure:]

Four, right?! Not fourteen?!

Yes, four!

[Alright, he'll be there very quickly! Just get in the building and follow the sounds of chaos right up to her door, right?

Sorry, but he'll be accompanied by Chandela, as it will be the one facing off against the threat. But, in the face of a very destructive dragon, isn't a a more restrained ghost less scary?]

[Himeno can't see a thing right now, seeing as she has barricaded herself in the bathroom while the now quite large dragon rampages around in her home and occasionally comes back to push or swipe at the door.

When she hears a noise outside though, Himeno lifts her head from where she was huddled with her device.]

H- hello? Is someone there?

[Unfortunately the dragon hears it too, and it really wants to play!]

[Then play, they will!]

おくれてすみませんでした！ではみなさん次の駅に。しっぱつ！！　['We apologize for the delay! Now then, everyone,　to the next station... depart!'

Hopefully, the noisy and unnecessarily dramatic entrance will draw the dragon over, because aside from identifying the visitors, that "depart" is the signal for Chandela to enter battle:]

Shasshan!

Restrain with Psychic when you see it!

[With lines like that, it couldn't be anyone but the man she'd met on the subway. He sounded just like the conductors at the bigger stations back home-

As the dragon goes to investigate the visitor, Himeno gathers her shaky feet under her and moves to crack the door and look through.]

[When the dragon is sighted, Chandela's bright yellow eyes glow with a blue aura that also forms around the dragon, binding it and keeping it still.

Nobori steps closer, but keeps some distance between them, in case it tries to break free.]

... behaviour that creates a disturbance and endangers others is not acceptable.

[As the dragon struggles, but is held tight in the psychic hold, Himeno finally opens the door up a little more, her knees, all four of them, sort of, quaking. A splash of blood on the tiled floor behind her might explain why she looks... pretty terrified.]

Mr. Nobori- C- Can you get it out of the house...

[He calmly looks her way, but his eyes widen when he sees the blood. Chandela senses it and looks his way:]

Shan!

[He wants to ask Himeno if that blood is hers, but getting it out of the way, so it cannot cause further damage, takes precedence:]

Affirmative!

[Nobori turns and points at the doorway, Chandela using its psychic powers to lift the dragon off of the ground and fly it outside. Hopefully, it doesn't break free on the way out...

He will follow his Pokemon after he makes sure of the girl's safety:] Are you hurt, Madame Himeno?

[Himeno still hovers in the doorway, grip tight on the doorknob in case she needs to shut it again-

But the dragon's out, and she breaths a huge sigh of relief. Just out was fine with her- maybe... maybe it just wanted to play but it was too big? It wasn't like it was evil, it was just... like a wild animal. Like those tigers that had mauled that man last year, maybe they didn't mean it.]

Oh, n- no, I'm fine...

[Except that was only the adrenaline talking, and when she looks behind her, and actually sees the cuts across her flank, (a swipe from a dragon claw), she turns a rather shocking shade of pale.

fnklfnw it hurt!]

- Oh my god.

[He walks over, his expression severe, but calm nonetheless.] Do not panic.

The hospital is not far... in addition, if we make a call, someone will surely come.

[Just calling and leaving her to wait on her own strikes him as too cruel. But, he can't like Chandela alone with the dragon with no further orders... a momentary compromise:] Where can I find clean sheets? Any cloth big enough to wrap will do.

[Too late for the not panicking. She's trying her best but now that she's noticed it and the dragon is out of sight, the pain is getting stronger and there are beads of tears in the corners of her eyes as she strains her human torso to look at equine haunches and keeps regretting doing so.]

C- Call, that's a good idea, I'll call someone-

[Focus, Himeno- fists clench in her shirt before she points down the hall.]

In the linen closet.

[The poor girl. He doesn't look sympathetic, still watching with harsh eyes, but that's only because the severity of the situation doesn't allow it.]

Thank you. I leave it in your hands.

[He quickly heads to the closet to gather a number of clean sheets.

It seems like he won't be able to join Chandela for a while... hopefully, it won't spend all of its power keeping that dragon restrained or it'll go loose again as soon as she gives in. (She is clever, but also obedient and she just might keep that up until she receives orders that tell her otherwise!)

Nobori throws one sheet over the wound, wraps it once before pressing his hand to apply pressure to the wound in hopes of stemming the bleeding.]

[If Nobori had looked emotional she might have lost it, so it's probably for the best he remains stoic- it reminds her to try her best. She can handle this-

Fingers shake but she gets her device and makes the aforementioned call, surely someone knew first aid, she couldn't do it that well on herself.

But then he's back with the sheet and she limps out of the bathroom to at least give him more room, though she jumps slightly and front hooves stomp loudly while her fists clench.]

Ow-

[But she knows it's necessary, so she bites her lip.]

Thank you-

[The clip-clopping away of four hooves take him by surprise and he nearly lets go, but he narrowly avoids it. He comes closer to keep his hold on the wound more easily.] You do not need to thank me.

... is it easier for you to keep standing? [He thinks that if she goes down, it might take some pressure off of it and she might not bleed so much (it would also be easier for him to kneel and apply pressure than do it while standing) but he's also not quite sure just how her body works, hence the question.]

Um- I can't lay down long because, you know-

[She gestures to her equine half with a rather vague movement of her hands. It's too heavy, and if she lays on her side for too long it's hard to breathe.]

For now... just- excuse me.

[Remembering her manners even in this horribly strange situation, she bends a front knee until she can support her weight properly and ease down to her uninjured side, a slow and awkward move in the hall and with her weight, but she manages it, hands on the wall as she shifts and bites her lip further to not cry.]

Sorry-

Ah... I see. [Now, he feels bad for asking it of her, but he's not going to tell her to rise up after she's made the effort. He hangs his head, the rim of his hat hiding his eyes.] Forgive me.

[He will keep holding the sheet in place until enough time passes and the bleeding seem under control enough to wrap the rest of the sheet and another layer in place of bandages.]

[She shakes her head emphatically, her bristly mane of hair coming dangerously close to hitting him.]

No- it's fine. You and... [she doesn't want to say ghost, it makes her freaked out less if she thinks of it in different terms- though after a dragon Chandela doesn't seem half bad] your partner saved me.

[So she does her best to be stoic too, manages to keep the tears back and not wince too much as he bandages her flank.]

[That's quite a lot of hair... well, he's met Iris, so big, fluffy hair isn't too strange a sight— just have to avoid getting hit by it.

But at this response, he smiles.]

We could not ignore someone who needed help... besides, it has been sometime since Chandela has used her abilities in battle. It will do her good. It is not the first time my partner has encountered a dragon. So, there is no need to worry.

[He finishes tying on another bandage and removes the clip for his arm-band to try and clip the bandage in place. A bit shoddy, but it's the best he can manage right now.] ... Do you have any hair pins or similar, Madame Himeno?

[Though she's managing herself decently for someone not used to this type of situation, Himeno's hands are still shaking and she's having trouble with long sentences, just nodding as she reaches in to her wild hair and pulls out a few hair pins, handing them over.]

Is your partner okay?

[He accepts the pins.] Thank you very much.

[He uses them to hold the bandage in place, securing it as best as he can, before rising.]

Do not worry, Madame Himeno. [A neutral response, because he doubts it.

If she does not call him back, he will leave to check on Chandela.]

[She's wringing her hands together, nodding a bit too fast.]

Okay-

[She won't call him back, but before he leaves her sight, she will call out a last "thank you".]

[And he will quickly head out to find Chandela, who likely has either lost control of the dragon or is barely restraining it at this point, unless it has given up resisting.]

Miss, I'm the chief of police, let me know where you are.

Oh, sir, thank you!

It's b- building four, room 202!

I'm on my way, ma'am.

By the way, the emergency number is 666.

[Not his favorite number but :|]

I'll remember-

[Then a few minutes later.]

Can you- Can you bring some first aid, too, please?

Did you get hurt?

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wanna pop in to that thread below in a bit?

I'm afraid I'd just get confused with more than one person threads right now.

we can do a first-aid action thread here?

Of course! Sorry I'm so slow, btw

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