Route 1
Rasa noticed Thore eyeing the potion in her hand. Her hopes raising that he was in pain and would let her heal her. It never occurred to her that there would be any pokemon who wouldnt know what a potion is. So when instead of coming closer so she could spray him, Kaiser came closer and swatted the bottle out her hand Rasa was caught in surprise. The bottle she didnt even hold that strongly in her hand went flying and hit the ground with a noticeable clang. When she looked where the bottle landed she saw the crack on the glass and the precious liquid leaking out.
Oh, look. Apparently he doesnt want to get healed. This is absolutely great! Does he think money grows on trees. Now I am down to one pokeball and one potion and its still a question if my tent survived the night or not. I desperately need to defeat trainers and earn some money.... Maybe take on a night job.The complaining part in her mind spoke in pure annoyance counting all the loss she had, as she observed how Kaiser was going after Meintja. She didnt know what to do. Should she call Meintja back to protect her? Should she call both back? No, somehow Kaiser could leave the ball at will. Should she order a scratch? That didnt feel right to do. Hurting the pokemon you are supposed to cherish.
"You will not make it a week as a trainer on your own. Stay home." The voice of her sister echoed in her ears. A memory of long ago briefly flashed behind her eyelids. She wasnt that little girl anylonger. She wanted to do this. She ... could do this...
Rasa took a breath in pulling the strap of her bag of her shoulder. Letting it rest on the ground. Her wince from moving her arm was lost in the supersonic that Grazia let off. The bite on her arm started to make itself noticeable. The fabric around it had absorbed most of the blood. Even so it still bleed.
Rasa stood up. It didnt matter if she already near bankruptcy on her second day. She would find ways to earn some pokedollars. She will balance the numbers, that she knew how to do. That she did for several years. But now she will do to provide for her pokemon and not to help out her parents. That what means to be taking responsibility.
There were things a trainer is responsible for.
The well being of their pokemon.
Seeing both Meintja and Grazia trying to fight Thore, now Grazia trying to pin the smaller pokemon with her bigger gijinka form down while Kaiser was thrashing and biting around. Rasa was sure at least one of those bites did land on their target. This situation wasnt their responsibility. Neither of them had to do this. They choose to help her, for whichever reason. She was thankful.
"Meintja, Grazia if you want to help me, could you tell me if this is normal for Kanto pokemon?" Rasa asked as she picking Thores pokeball out the bag. She pushed past Meintja and moved in front of Thore. She placed the pokeball down so he could see it and easily reach it if he so wanted and Rasa moved away from it. Sitting on the earth just to be out of the reach of the pokeball.
Rasa looked directly at Kaiser Thore. His eyes were still scary. Yet she pushed herself not to react. She smiled once more, if she didnt do anything... She wanted to stop this. She didnt want any of her pokemon to suffer. They didnt have to get hurt now. If she is a good trainer they will not.
"If you let me, I want to make you stronger. Strong enough to never lose a fight. I dont want to hurt you. Please." Her fingers twitched from the pain that was gradually growing and feeling as if it was starting to burn. She will have to get it cleaned soon.
"I want to care for you, for all of you. Can you let me?" "Grazia, thank you for tiring him out some. But let Kaiser now go, leave with Meintja to the pokecenter to both get healed. I will catch up. " Rasa said never stopping to look at the ground type. She had to figure out what was that caused him this rage and pain like this. So she could make sure to fix it. In which ever way she can think off.
