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Looking down at his flask that held his herbal remedy, he frowned. Well, that was it. He was completely out. The person he usually went to for procuring the medicine had trouble getting the necessary herbs. Knowing it would be a while, he had tried to make it last as long as possible. But there were only so many times he could limit his dosage before running out.
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Sighing, he contemplated what to do. 'Maybe I could find the herbs myself and make it,' he told himself. Yes, that's what he would do. With that decision made, he put on his shoes and headed outside, leaving a note for his sister to let her know he had gone out.
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Checking the time, he saw that it was a little before dawn. He had plenty of time to find the herbs and figure out how to make the remedy before his sister woke up. He had only left the note as a precaution, or so he told himself.
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A few hours later, he regretted his little adventure. He had gone to the route outside Verdanturf in the hopes of finding the herbs he needed. He had searched that route from one end to the other but had come up empty-handed. And it had taken much longer than he had anticipated.
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By the time he finished, his chest hurt and he was having trouble breathing. Usually, he was more careful about not pushing himself too hard. But as time went by without finding what he needed, desperation had set in. And he and strong emotions didn't get along.
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Letting out a sigh, he made his way back to Verdanturf. iWell, there's nothing to be done about it now. I just need to get medical care without my sister knowing.' Luckily, having lived in Verdanturf for the past three years, he could probably find his way to the Pokémon Center with his eyes closed.
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Once back in Verdanturf, he looked at his phone and winced when he saw the time. It was almost 8:30 He hadn't realized he had been on the route for so long. Hopefully, his sister hadn't had time to get too worried.
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Before he could dwell on it any longer, he saw Mirage approaching him. Once by his side, the Hisuian Zoroark worriedly nuzzled his hand before suddenly darting off, presumably to get help from a person he had heard nearby. The suddenness of Mirage's appearance and disappearance caught him off guard, and it was only his quick reflexes that prevented him from falling flat on his face, as he had unconsciously been using Mirage for support when he showed up.[break] prince garrido, Thomas Benoit

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She knew she was late and that the head nurse would probably bring it up. As soon as she entered the Pokémon Center, a sea of people were waiting for medical attention. She was in charge of reception that morning, along with Dahlia. Her coworker smiled when she saw her colleague arriving.

"You're five minutes late" she said, smiling.

"And you're minding your own business" she whispered back, joking with her colleague.

At the counter, both young women tried to pass out the forms for anyone who needed medical attention, human or pokémon, as they would soon be sent to their respective halls.

It wasn't long before the head nurse arrived at reception. Her eyes fell on Prince, judging her in disapproval. The young adult swallowed dryly as the respected nurse approached her in search of the attendance sheets.

"Everything is well organized. I like it that way." She stared at Dahlia for a few seconds and then her eyes fell on Prince again. They looked heavy. "You could look a bit better, couldn't you? I advise you to go to the bathroom and wash your face and fix that awful hair, Miss Garrido."

"Yes, ma'am." she replied.

As much as she wanted to slap that dear lady in the face, she knew she had to keep control. In less than two minutes, the young woman had washed her face and fixed her hair. Agility was something the head nurse appreciated. On the quick walk back to the reception counter, Prince remembered seeing a young boy who had fallen ill on the way to the Pokecenter. Would it have been better to have helped him? If it had been her son... Now she was really worried. Today was going to be one of those days for Miss Garrido.

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The voice that greeted him was that of a man he had met during the summer when he attended a summer camp. Well, he called it a summer camp, but it was actually just a daytime activity. And it had only been for one day. He might have gone back another day if he hadn't gotten super busy afterwards, either with his school work or other things.
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It took a few seconds for him to process that the older male had spoken. To be fair, he was still not over his shock that Mirage had disappeared as quickly as he had appeared. However, considering the fox Pokémon was at his side again, he realized that Mirage hadn't actually gone far. He had probably just gone out of his line of sight, considering how quickly he had returned.
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He recovered from his surprise, his face heating up in embarrassment. It always did when someone came across him while his condition was acting up. Since his parents had constantly worried about him, he hated for people to see him vulnerable. Well, there was nothing to be done about it now.
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"I might have pushed myself a little too hard," he admitted as he made his way over to the older male's Arcanine. Usually, he would ride on Mirage, but one look at the ghost Pokémon told him that wouldn't be a good idea. Mirage looked ready to head to the Pokémon Center by bolting in that direction, which wouldn't be good for his current condition.
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Once settled on the Arcanine, he turned his attention back to Thomas. "Thanks," he said, now sounding resigned rather than embarrassed, as if this was bound to happen sooner or later.
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Though, to be fair, with his frail health, that probably was the case.[break] prince garrido, Thomas Benoit

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And then he appeared.

The young man I had seen tumbling down the street was entering the Pokémon Center accompanied by a man. Dahlia, the other receptionist, exchanged alarmed glances with Prince. The boy didn't look well at all. Because she was able to think much more quickly than her coworker, Prince took the lead in the initial service.

"Good morning, trainee nurse Garrido. What's the boy feeling?" she said, waiting for a reply. "Are you his father?" Prince asked the man as a hospital stretcher arrived for the boy. The trainee nurse put her hand over the boy's forehead and it was really warm."I'm just going to check... Oh Arceus, you're burning up." the woman exclaimed.

With a quick glance, the other receptionist called the head nurse's office to request emergency care. Looking at the boy, who seemed to be having some trouble breathing, she tried to support him so that they could breathe together. "Yes, take a deep breath. That's good. Now let it out slowly. That's it, that's it. Again." She kept her hand gently on the boy's chest, "Yes, very good. Calm down, help is coming. Tissy, I'm going to need you."

The fragrance pokémon came out of its pokéball ready for action. The dewott out of its pokéball was still making some moans of pain, so, with a wink from Prince, the aromatisse used her Aromatherapy to calm the pokémon down and, consequently, the boy. While they were waiting for the head nurse to arrive, Prince tried to get the care forms. The sweet scent spread throughout the entire reception area in a pleasant and comfortable way for everyone who needed a little care.

"This little guy here I can take good care of, but I'll keep an eye out for... Absalom. A pretty strong name, I'd say." Then she turned to the man accompanying them, "And what would your name be, sir? And do you know how the dewott got injured?"

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note: Prince is here to help!
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“I know I am usually stubborn, but sometimes my stubbornness conflicts with that and makes me act a bit rashly,” he said with a small sigh. It was the kind of thing that usually had his sister shaking her head and threatening to tell their parents. Though he didn’t think it was anything more than an empty threat, after all, it would reflect badly on her as well.
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After he was securely on the Arcanine and Thomas had joined him, he would glance over at Mirage. To most, Mirage would probably seem indifferent. But he knew Mirage well enough to see the concern that the fox Pokémon tried to keep hidden. The fact Mirage hadn’t looked away from him once, even after they started moving, was a giveaway. It was probably a good thing it was pretty much a straight path to the Pokémon center because he was sure the Hisuian Zoroark would’ve run into something if that wasn’t the case.
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The older male’s question got his attention, and he turned away from watching Mirage. “I was looking for herbs. I take special medicine that requires certain herbs. I had to keep an eye on my doses after being told they were having trouble acquiring the herbs that were needed. I think Pokémon got into the herbs or something. I thought maybe some might be on Route 117, but I didn’t find anything, and the search took longer than I anticipated.”
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Seriously, that had been really careless of him. He was usually smarter than this. But he had really wanted to prove his independence. Prove he could be responsible. So much for that idea.
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The time it took to get to the Pokémon center wasn’t long. As they reached the counter to get signed in, he didn’t miss the alarmed look that the two women gave each other. Seriously, did he look that bad? Considering he had no means of seeing himself, he could only try to base how bad he looked from others' reactions.
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As caught up in his thoughts as he was, it wasn’t until the woman was speaking that he realized a stretcher had been brought out. Well, this was embarrassing. The embarrassment was almost enough to make him forget about the woman asking about his well-being, though it seemed the question had been directed towards Thomas. He hated when that happened. He was more than capable of answering the question himself.
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“I’m having trouble breathing, and my chest feels tight,” he said tiredly, sounding pretty resigned about the whole ordeal. After all, he was used to this by now. Used to having to see a doctor because his condition decided to act up. Used to having to explain things even when talking when he was having trouble breathing made his throat hurt.
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The question about his possible relation to Thomas caught him off guard so much that it took a few seconds for him to realize he actually needed to respond instead of just staring at her. “No, he’s my neighbor?” he said a bit uncertainly, since he wasn’t really sure that living in the same town would be enough for them to be considered neighbors. “Ummm….I briefly went to a summer camp he ran over the summer,” he explained, his eyes darting around, clearly uncomfortable with all the attention he was getting.
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The fact he had a fever didn’t really surprise him. Sometimes when he pushed himself too hard, it happened. He was so used to it at this point that, unlike some people, he could actually function when he had a high fever. Though he was a bit sorry that it meant more work for them.
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It was only when she started to go through breathing exercises that he realized it had become harder to breathe than before. Crap, he had lost control of his emotions. That rarely ever happened. He was usually really good at keeping his emotions in check since strong emotions could affect his breathing.
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Copying her, he found his breath to go a bit easier, and his control on his emotions was regained. Though the faint flush on his cheeks showed that he was still a bit embarrassed.
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He relaxed a bit, feeling the tension leave him. ‘So that was the type of abilities Aromatisse had,’ he thought to himself. Shame it wasn’t a normal type, or he would actually consider getting one for his team. Abilities like that would come in handy, after all.
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Hearing the compliment on his name, he turned towards the woman in surprise. “Really? Some people think it’s weird,” he said, his face heating up when he realized he had said that out loud when he had only meant to think it.[break] prince garrido, Thomas Benoit

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