This is War(privet rp)

[Whistle.Concert]

"She didn't listen to other Pokemon either." Roy responded, watching the majestic cream and orange fox Pokemon approach them. He couldn't help but hold out a hand, wanting comfort from something that would remind him of his only Pokemon, at least for now.
Of course, the Pokemon did the normal thing and stayed as far away from Roy as it could, as it did not really want to be manhandled by a child.

~
Leon was already in the infirmary, speaking softly to a few of the Pokemon that were working there. They looked tired; it was hard trying to run the infrmary with very little human help, and they weren't impressed at knowing they now had another job to handle.
One of the Pokemon, a rather exhausted looking Bayleef, made his way over to the bed where Ashley was placed. He shook his head, trying to fight off the waves of tiredness that threatened to engulf him, before lifting himself onto the bed using his vines.

~
Mariah looked at him, hands shaking slightly. "I suppose a small brake wouldn't hurt.." She responded, though her voice betrayed the fact that she really wanted to continue working. She stood up, and waltzed over to the bed, sitting down on her side(Jon's side had remained untouched).
She pat the bed with one hand. "..You can show me up here."

[Dragon Gal]

The electrician smiled at Roy's gesture, but he didn't offer to put the child down. If he ran over, he would scare the fox away, or burn himself badly. Either wouldn't be good.

"H... hey!" the pickpocket rose, inadvertently getting between the Bayleef and the rogue girl. "You look as bad as she does! You need healing, not to be healing her!" Not to mention he wasn't sure if the Magma healers would pay much attention to the rogues anyway. Still, the Trainer had told him that medics were medics, no matter what team you were on.

He looked up, visibly shaking now. Her bed. Their bed. He shook his head, eyes closed, and grit his teeth against the sobs that threatened to come out. He shouldn't have come here; he should've gotten Kaiba to deliver the Pokeball himself.
"I can't. Please..." He held his hand out to her, fingers closed around the blue and white sphere.

[Saphira344]

(on holiday so iam in a different time zone right now, that may slow the rp down(I was thinking of doing something like that but changed my thought at that point) I would not want to hold you two up as I cant get on all the time when you two are on. that and I sorta feel bad not being able to rp our 1X1's but maybe I can do this, with out it hindering you both)
Sparkle growned from her bed, starting to dry off finaly, though she would remain slitly week for a few more weaks but she was slowly recovering from her dunking

[Whistle.Concert]

The Bayleef gave a small smile. "I was going to use grasswhistle. She needs rest, and if it's a controlled sleep we can monitor.."
He stopped to yawn again. "Her progress."
He looked over as Sparkle began to stir, but did not go over. He watched as a rather nervous Kirlia made his way over instead.

~
"That's.." Mariah looked at the Pokeball, sliding off the bed and stretching her hand out, so she could try and grab it. That was his eevee.
That was Jon's eevee. Why did he have that.

[Saphira344]

(blarg getting realy awful hayfeaver when you have to meat all your relatives ant nice wanted to make a good impression but I don't think that whent to well )
Scorp meanwhile was nearing the base, and she was not going to like the sight that would meat her as she neared the entrance of her first tunnle

[Whistle.Concert]

"Yes!"
"No." Victoria glared down at the little Grovyle, who glared back at her. "I'm not letting you go in there alone. That's madness."
"Madness?" Kody responded, twitching as per the usual. "My trainer's still in there! She's going to get killed if we don't do something!"
The Magma leader gave a defeated sigh. "...This is going to spark a war, you know..." She said, looking down at the little Pokemon. "But I'm rather fond of you and your trainer, and we need our nurses. We'll go in."

[Dragon Gal]

He couldn't really speak for the Rogue girl. If anything, her Treecko should be making the decisions. But the girls' Pokemon hadn't caught up yet, so he remained in the way, and adamantly shook his head. "You'd more than likely put her in a coma than a controlled sleep!" he paused, trying to reign in his loose tongue. "I mean you no offence, but you look very tired; are you fit to be on duty?"
He noticed the girl start to stir a little, and realised his voice had gotten louder than he intended. "Apologies."

He would've given it to her, if they weren't on opposite sides of the room. It's his eevee. It survived the battle. I think you should have it.
But he didn't have the strength to speak any of the words. He let his hand fall, still safely holding Jon's pokeball, but he didn't speak; didn't even open his eyes. He knew it was harder on her, but it was hard on him, too! How were they going to get past this?

[Whistle.Concert]

"Probably not.." The Bayleef responded, eyes closing slightly as he nearly fell asleep. "But all the human medics are out of commission. We're running ourselves ragged, to be honest.."
He smiled. "But that's our job, and I'm happy to serve. Though I see you don't need my help right now, I guess..."
He lowered himself from the bed, limping back over to the group of tired Pokemon close-by.

~
Mariah watched him, before clicking. She really couldn't be bothered to get up, not when she risked stepping on some of the flowers she had made. She felt a chill in the air as her Misdreavus came through a wall.
"Ari.." She mumbled. "..Go get the ball, please.."

[Dragon Gal]

The pickpocket looked around, chewing on the edge of his tongue. Here he had been thinking the Teams were better off. They were, in some respects. At least they had access to medical care. But when had it gotten so bad, even for Magma? The last he'd heard, both teams had been revelling in their luxuries while the Rogues were out in the cold.
Had he been out there for so long that he hadn't noticed the Teams deteriorating to almost his level? He looked up at Leon in confusion. When did it get so bad?

Justin paused in the doorway, taking in the scene. Uncaring of the young Pokemon with him, he spat out some curses. This was bad, very bad. His Trainer needed help, but Magma obviously wasn't capable of providing it. Every Pokemon he saw here was in bad need of rest; Ashley would just have to sleep. Damn it!

He instictively snatched the Pokeball to his chest. A second or two passed before he forced himself to give up the blue and white ball as Mariah's Misdreavous floated closer to him. Jon...
The ball was going to a good home, of course he knew that. But somehow, as the Misdreavous took it from him, he felt he was losing the last part of his friend that he had.
He couldn't control the shaking of his shoulders, but he bit down hard on his tongue to stop the tears from falling. He couldn't break down. Not in front of her.

The rogues were attempting to see if the Ninetales was friendly. The electrician held out a hand in its general direction to see if it would shy away or come closer. Either way, what were they going to do with the new companion?

[Whistle.Concert]

The ninetales watched the electrician's hand carefully, not sure how to respond. He did not shy away, but he did not exactly make an attempt to move closer. He would be a neutral party for now; seeing what these people did, and earning his keep if they needed him to hunt or to fight.

~
Ari took the ball carefully in his mouth floating back to his trainer. The misdreavus gave a small shudder, not used to so much negativity in such a confined space. Usually he would revel in it, feed on it, but it was getting too much to bear, much like gorging yourself on cake.
The ghost pokemon used a small tendril to open the Pokeball up, wanting to see which on Jon's Pokemon it was. Wincing as Mariah stood up to snatch the ball off of him, he looked over at the shiny eeveelution.

It looked like a gl-

Never mind. Mariah had returned it before he managed to get a good look.

~
Leon crouched down, patting the Bayleef on the head. "The nurses'll be back soon, buddy..." He said, scratching at the base of the Pokemon's head leaf. "Then you can rest, yeah?"
He looked up and met the pickpockets eye, just shaking his head. They weren't coming back soon; they were needed out in the fields, but he needed to give the Pokemon working here some false hope.

"...What do those words mean?" Achan tilted his head, looking at Justin. The Treecko seemed really mad, but he wasn't sure why. They were getting help for Ashley; that's why she was in a bed. She'd start getting better, and everything would be okay.