This is War(privet rp)

[Dragon Gal]

"It'll be okay little guy," he murmured, glancing around for his comrades. The Pokemon was hovering nearby. It seemed not to have seen him, at least for the moment. He caught their eyes, sending a silent message- Are you okay?
At a nearly imperceptible nod, his mind was made up. He'd watched the children go; he'd try and sneak his way to them, to give back the scared Cyndaquil, hopefully get some better care for Roy, and steal any supplies he could manage. Sure, this'd work.

[Saphira344]

Roger frowned before diveing"What are you doing here"he called.

[Whistle.Concert]

Roy shifted slightly at the Pokemon's harsh call, and he clung tighter to the rouge, not aware that he had been handed to one of the others. He whimpered something about his his chest was hurting, before settling back into an uneasy sleep.

[Dragon Gal]

"Eh?"
He looked down and frowned at the child. His comrade was right- the boy did seem very sick. They really did need to get rid of him. Quickly, too. If it was infectious, they were all done for. He blinked as the boy clung to him, tensing slightly, and trying to angle himself away from the sleeping boy.
The Trainer sighed. Team pokemon. Always assumed that humans could understand them. In the Teams, maybe they could. Out here, not so much. Still, with their pickpocket on side, they had managed to pick up a headset. It had been badly damaged. Last he'd heard, the electrician had been working on it, but he didn't know whether he'd ever managed to get it in working order.
"You ever manage to fix your gadget?"
The other man shrugged and delved into one of the pockets of his backpack, tossing it over. The Trainer fiddled with it, until it felt right, then waited for the Pokemon to speak again.

[Saphira344]

Roger looked at him"i repeat, what are you doing here"Roger cried agian

[Dragon Gal]

The Trainer winced at the crackle of noise over the headset. Repeat... are... doing... ear! Damn. Needed more work. Still, he had his common sense. He could figure this out. "We're passing through. We have an injured boy with us- we believe he belongs to your Team."

[Saphira344]

Roger narrowed his eyes"never seen him"he replyed"so i suggest you leave before i make you"he warned though he only knew two attack moves, Air Slash and bubblebeam. He glowed faintly as he used aqua ring just in case.

(sorry iam exsated so iam off to bed night all)

[Dragon Gal]

Never... him. I... you... before... make. Hmm, this was getting more cryptic. The Pokemon glowed with some sort of defensive move, so he guessed it was basically 'leave.' Maybe it was trying to look threatening? The Misdreavous, hovering a little way away, turned to the other Pokemon, using its most terrifying gaze- it was enough to give even the most strong willed human chills.
"We're trying to help a poor sick child, so you threaten us?" What had the world come to? But then, he'd done the same thing... "You've never met him? But the Teams are huge. You'd never meet everyone in your Team." Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the pickpocket sneaking in the direction the children had taken, the cyndaquil still in his arms. "Look, are you going to take the child or not? We can't get him medical help- I thought the Teams were considerate of their members' health. Can't you take him back to the base? Because if you can't, I suppose we'd have to, which we might do, if we didn't decide to leave the poor thing to die. It'd certainly be safer for us, but would be bad for the poor kid- I mean look at him, really, he's in very bad shape."
The electrician nodded slightly, barely enough to be seen. The Trainer noticed. "Or we could go, and simply tell your leader that some of their Team didn't help an injured comrade. I bet that would go down well."

[Whistle.Concert]

"..I want Snow.." Roy's grip loosened a little, and he tried to cling tighter, though that failed terribly. This really wasn't going so well for him, though the small nap seemed to have helped a little bit. At least he remembered that he owned a Pokemon now. Though he had no idea where she had gone.

[Dragon Gal]

The Rogue holding the boy had been ignoring the Pokemon to watch the pickpocket. Now he sincerely wished he'd been the one sneaking away. He didn't know how to talk to kids! He didn't even like them that much! How was he meant to deal with this?
"S... Snow? It's not winter, kid." The child was from Magma- he realised the boy didn't actually want that kind of snow, but he didn't know what else to say.

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Ash sighed, staring blankly into space. The noise seemed to have died down from the base, and she was feeling like they should make a move out of there. But she was so tired... Sneezy seemed to have a handle on things. Maybe she should just give up and let the Magma sneasel take care of everybody.
But that would make me join a Team...