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Johanna listened as she fetched some cool water from a refrigerator in the back. The generators she had found luckily capable of providing more than enough energy to run this place and all of the working equipment.

She handed Megan the bottle of water as she began to address all of the things she needed to unpack from what she heard.

“Yeah, building houses is a good idea. Let me know if you need help with that, I am sure my Pokémon would be delighted to help.” Johanna spoke, though there was a bit of a concern as Megan mentioned squatting in one of the broken houses.

“Don’t like the sound of you squatting though. There’s more than enough space here if you need or want it.” Johanna stated as she took a seat giving Megan a moment to reply.

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Johanna noted the distinct lack of an answer to one half of her question. But she knew better than to press Megan.

Instead she focused on what Megan did tell her.

"Oh I haven't been outside. Is it really that warm?" She had fixed the air-con sufficiently to not feel the heat from outside, but she did fear that it would not last if the heat grew too strong.

"Please sit, I want you properly rested if you are going out there to build later. Do you want something to drink?" Perhaps she had grown a bit overprotective due to her job.

"So, what will you be building today?"

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A small genuine laugh escaped her. “Still getting used to that moniker” She replied.

Where others had been given titles of royalty and nobility she had been given none of that. To think she had helped defend at the first battle just as much as everyone else, and it had not even granted her a single title. But she had chosen to not focus on that. Her job was more important, the lives of those around her, much more important than titles.

And yet it made her surprisingly happy to hear Megan apply the closest thing to a title she had.

With a broom in hand she took a few quick steps and found herself close to Megan. “What brings you here Meg? Are you or your Pokémon feeling unwell?” Small amounts of professional worry were traceable in her voice.

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A month went by in a flash.

By now Johanna had become a firm part of the PokéCenter. Her Pokémon fulfilled roles they weren’t necessarily used to or trained in. But Johanna and her pack, as Ettie would call them, were quick learners. She had made most of the equipment work, and the things that didn’t they had found ways around.

Most of her patients were victims of the frequent attacks. But occasionally there would come the local or fellow trainer. No matter who walked through those doors. She would provide all with healing.

She had even had the time to fashion a more appropriate attire for the job. Something reminiscent of the Hoenn PokéCenter uniform with its logo adorning the front, made by her Tinkaton who had shown surprising skill with a needle.

She was in the process of sweeping the floors, when the swoosh of the automatic doors proclaimed the arrival of yet another patient. She turned to see who it was and saw that it was Megan Whitmore. Her smile grew wider as she greeted the familiar face.

“Hi.”

MISSION: NURSE JOY

Clodsire was a surprisingly cute Pokémon. She decided this as she stood there gazing upon the Swarm that had appeared.

It was so cute in fact that she pondered if perhaps it would make a suitable gift for Megan Whitmore. Though she wasn’t sure if her best friend even enjoyed Poison types. But perhaps she would enjoy this one. She knew those types were an acquired taste, no matter wether they took the form of poisonous serpents, plants or fish. Still, she figured she might as well try and catch on.

And so accompanied by Gengar she would find a suitable subject and battle it as best she could, aiming to pluck it from its newfound home like a gardener would pick the poisonous Wisteria from their garden.



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Isaac made fair points. She could certainly not argue against them, not that she wanted to either. Especially so as he regaled her with the tale of what he had figured out. Only for him to move the topic back to the Gym Challenge and how he took it to support her.

She appreciated that, she truly did, and it was easy enough to read that upon her face, as she smiled.

The Lechonk in her arms made some more oink sounds. Not really knowing what all of this was about, but it liked to see two humans getting along.

“You definitely do. Honestly, You could probably make a living off of being a professional Pokémon trainer, if you wanted to.” Johanna said encouragingly.

Speaking of encouragement. The delicious scent of Lechonk attracted yet another predatory Pokémon. This time a Purugly. But when it realized that it's soon-to-be meal was in the company of trainers it hissed, challenging them to battle for the food.

This time Omanyte was the one to answer the call. The small wiggly tentacle boy slithered its way over to the feline. As the Purugly attempted to crush the smaller fossil-Cephalopod beneath its weight, it found itself denied by a green barrier.

The PROTECT offered the Omanyte enough time to send wave upon wave of salty BRINE at its opponent. Each hit stronger than the last until the Purugly found itself defeated.



OOC: Capturing Purugly
LOCATION: Fortree City -> Route 120

The efforts she put into the PokéCenter quickly began to show. The place was cleaner, the walls sturdier, the windows, no longer a liability for anyone inside.

Hours went by and as Johanna was swiping away sweat from her forehead and taking in the sight of all the work she had done, she heard bells ringing in the distance.

Something was coming and she figured it wasn't good. She gathered her Pokémon, placed them back in the Pokéballs and went outside. She took a brief moment to assure the PokéCenter. “Don’t worry. I will be back.” before she hurried to the city entrance.

By the time she arrived and found a proper perch from which she could gaze over the fortified walls and moats, A Zapdos clad in black metal could be seen running towards them leading a modest army of poison controlled Pokémon.

One might’ve taken the sight right out of one of those fantasy novels, though perhaps on a smaller scale. Still, that many Pokémon would be a challenge if not impossible to beat with their current numbers.

But they had to try. They HAD to be heroic. As Calyrex had said, they were meant to spin a tale of heroism. She would do what she could to defend this city and its PokéCenter, and perhaps in the process burn bright like a beacon of hope in the darkness.

She retrieved a Pokéball, and from it her Claydol appeared. From her position she pointed toward the approaching army.

“Clay. We need to lessen their numbers greatly. Use the Z-MOVE: ANNIHILATION.”

The Claydol made some Claydol-noises and hovered into the air using its ability to Levitate. It positioned itself somewhat above the walls that had been erected, took aim as it gathered its most destructive energies. Condensed them more and more, until it was nothing but a thin bleep. And then it let the destructive force fire at the approaching army attempting to take down as many poisoned Pokémon as possible.



And as Johanna watched the z-move fire, she felt a moment of doubt. Perhaps those Pokémon could’ve been saved. But would they be able to win if they held back?



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TLDR:
- Johanna rushes to the entrance when the bell sounds.
- realizes an Army is coming she decides to not hold back.
- Claydol uses it's Z-move to try and eradicate as much of the poisoned army as possible.

@wartime

“True we did.” She replied with a bit of a giggle.

Megan’s follow up question warranted some thought. Before she gave a nod and said. “Yeah I’ve decided to go forward with my plan. I will try to become a Gym Leader, and hopefully that’ll happen sooner rather than later.”

Johanna spoke, an edge of seriousness to her voice.

“Just need to make sure my Pokémon are fighting ready before that.” She gave Megan a small smile.

Speaking of Pokémon. The Blastoise walked by their side, it seemed antsy, as if it wanted company but didn’t really want to or was too proud to ask.



MISSION:BOND BRIDGE
LOCATION: Route 121

The combined display of rage exhilarated the crowd, they began to cheer louder, hoping to add their strength to the Hydreigon as well.

Shiinotic tried to jump out of the way of the fiery fangs but found itself too slow.

The clenching fangs of fire dug deep into its mushroom flesh or so it felt. It grimaced in pain, found itself shaking for a brief moment from the pain before it managed to compose itself enough to send a DAZZLING GLEAM point blank at her opponent.

Johanna listened as well as she could. Though making heads and tails of all the answers made for a daunting task that she barely managed.

But one thing caught her attention. Megan Whitmore’s question and the answer it caused. She sent Megan a worried look. She wasn’t worried about spending a lifetime in this vision; it was the risk she had signed up to as a Gym Leader, but she didn’t want that for Megan. She wanted Megan to escape, to live an average life outside this supposed disaster memory.

But Johanna knew it was a futile endeavor. Megan wouldn’t let her stay in here alone, even if given the option.

And so she returned to the journey to Ballonlea.

Closing her eyes as the teleportation began. And opening them again only when she was certain she had arrived.

The moment her eyes opened to the vivid view of despair, she regretted having done so. This was not the Ballonlea she remembered. The Whimsical Glimwood had turned to despair. She instinctively kneeled to survey some of the flora. Withered as it was, it barely held together as she gently touched it.

She frowned, lips turned thin as she instinctively pressed them tightly together. This place needed help.

Getting back up, she scanned the area for anything she could possibly help with.

But what can I do?

Doubt. So much doubt was welling up within her. What could she possibly do in this situation? And then a flickering red light struggling to stay lit caught her attention. It called to her, as if begging for help. With each flicker the light grew weaker.

Without thinking about it she took a step toward the light, and the flickering increased. She took another step, and flickering increased again. Her heart began to beat quicker as well, as if responding to the call.

Quickly made way to the flickering light and saw, as she expected, a PokéCenter. Worn and torn, run down by the same despair that the rest of the city had fallen to. Standing before the door, she expected it to slide open and welcome her inside. But it did not. It tried, but it could not muster the power.

A sensation of melancholy filled her as a hand instinctively went to the building’s wall. Before she knew it a few tears welled up in her.



“It’s, it’s going to be okay.” Perhaps it was silly of her to believe the building to have feelings, to have personality. But how could she not when it had so clearly been fighting.

She wiped away the tears that had begun to flow, and prayed Megan hadn’t been there to see her be sentimental. She had to focus now. She had to step up to the role of Joy now.

Mother give me strength.

She wedged her fingers in between the small gap that the door was strong enough to make and pried it open. With a timid swoosh did the entrance come open. Johanna entered and scanned the place, it was a far cry from the high standard that was set by her family. Dust covered broken equipment. Tables thrown about. Clear signs of fighting.

Grabbing all six of her Pokémon she released them from the small spheres. They looked about expecting enemies.

“We are fixing this place. Making it a safe place. Got it?” Johanna said, an unusual authority in her voice. She was channeling her inner edith joy right now.

“Shadow, Clay. You two fix the place up. Secure the windows and the doors. If what did this -” She gestured to the widespread destruction “- comes back, I want this place to be safe.”

Both Pokémon nodded and went off to work, finding whatever they could use to build a barricade. Clay being particularly smart went outside and began to raise boulders from the ground using ANCIENT POWER to fortify the walls around the PokéCenter.

“Ruby, Anat. You two are on cleaning duty. I want this place to be spotless. Should anyone need medical attention we can’t have them getting sick from all the dust and debris in here.”

Tinkaton and Blastoise went off to work almost as quickly as the previous pair.

“Retnauh, Dorian. You two go find any supplies or equipment that might still be functional. I want it gathered in a safe location.”

The pair of ghosts nodded and flew off to do their job.

Which only left her.

“Okay, Johanna, you go look for a back-up generator. There HAS to be one in here.” She ordered herself and quickly began to use the next few hours overseeing the work of her Pokémon, finding the generator (if there was one) and otherwise cobbling together what equipment wasn’t too broken.

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(Using 2x Salac)

TLDR:
- Johanna takes in the sight. Notices the PokéCenter
- In true Joy fashion, she is pulled there and starts cleaning, repairing and fortifying its wall with ANCIENT POWER Boulders.
- Pokécenter shall be a safe space for all! (🍄PREPARE DEFENSES.)

@pokecenter