[h3][color=#FFCC66]Pent Faraday[/color][/h3][img]http://i.imgur.com/ms4Ow8a.png[/img] [color=#46bddf]Shinon the Lucario[/color], [color=#A0E6FF]Aenir the Froslass[/color], [color=#CEC8EF]Jill the Skarmory[/color]

[b][Viore International Airport][/b]

[@Ophidian]
Pent's Pokémon both quietly awaited the Houndoom's arrival. Shinon noted that it appeared that the Houndoom... probably stole a [i]lot[/i] to achieve this goal, but he could not complain. Not when his Trainer's life was at stake. Standing over Pent's crumpled form, he was powerless. Lowering his head, the Lucario though to himself, [color=#46bddf][i]Please, Pent... hold on.[/i][/color]

The pair watched as the man went to work, doing absolutely nothing to stop him. Once Pent was completely wrapped up, Shinon looked up to the man with a nod. With a sharp bark, the Lucario replied in Poké-speak, [color=#46bddf]<If you can... yes, please.>[/color]

Putting her arms together, the Ghost-type let out a soft sigh, her gaze fixed on her Trainer. [color=#A0E6FF]<...I can't believe this happened.>[/color]

The pain quickly began to subside as the painkiller began to spread across his body. Most importantly his leg. Still, Pent was out cold.