trey, graves
he/him
twenty seven
august 18
lavender town, kanto
gay
on a manhunt
civillian
To infinity, even beyond it; I am a comet, no destination
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Atreyu Hargrave
POISON PATROL: DIZZY
POSTED ON Mar 25, 2024 1:11:52 GMT
He'd heard Lavaridge's famous Lava Cookies could cure practically any minor ailment, so it was there that Atreyu traveled to, his journey slow and especially grueling. Exposure to the Toxic Chains hadn't treated him well; to be completely honest, the only thing that was probably propelling him forward at this point was pure stubbornness. Indigo supported him through the majority of the trek, offering mobility support as needed.
As their luck would have it, Lavaridge was struck by a poisoned outbreak, too. "What the hell, man?"
Despite wanting to help, he had a feeling he'd be more of a nuisance than anything else if he tried to enter the fray and fight. He could potentially offer support, though. At first, Trey and his pokemon remained out of sight, slipping through alleys and low-populace areas in order to secure the goods first: Lava Cookies. Trey quickly chomped one down, and strangely enough, he felt a mote better not a few moments after ingesting it. His nausea and fatigue seemed to lessen, anyway. He ducked behind a building and peered around the corner at a man that'd followed him, swaying back and forth. He had bile on his shirt, evidence that the sickness had gotten to him as well. And okay, sure, the Toxic Chain crown on his head was a dead giveaway, too. Not wanting a fight, Trey released his Haunter, Wisp, and instructed her to use Hypnosis. Waves of energy wibbled from her eyes, their target slumping over and onto the ground easily enough.
"Okay, that works. Now what about the chain?"
Wisp cackled. Oh, she had that covered. Without any further ado, the ghost type floated forward and swiped her clawed hand out, effectively slapping the Toxic Chain into oblivion. It dissolved, and aside from being asleep, the man seemed no worse for wear.
"That's certainly one way to do it," Trey said, amused as he tugged his mask over his face. How many more could they work their way through like this? Wisp pointed to footprints beside them, which led away from the building and back toward the wilderness. Sus.
-heal/rescue a dizzied townsperson -incorporate a LAVA COOKIE in your post -incorporate the sighting of TWO-TOED FOOTPRINTS in sets of two
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