"Maybe some day," Sacha laughed, shaking his head. "I feel like if I got into a racing accident, I'd be done for," the man admitted. He was only in his early 30s, but his age was still somewhat catching up to him. There were already aches and pains that he endured from his years in the coal mines. Adding to them with some other type of injury that affected his movement wasn't ideal.

Quietly, though, he watched his Glaceon fight the wild Chikorita and had to keep himself from snorting at the little ice block the ice Pokemon had made. "I guess that is one way to catch a Pokemon," Sacha chuckled softly, looking down the path they were walking on. He kept scanning the ground, the sky, the trees. He didn't like to be caught unaware if he could help it.

"Have you been a Gym Leader long, Josh?" Sacha asked after a while, Cherie trotting happily beside him once more.

Josh Devlin

ooc: skipping!

"Yes, three," Sacha said calmly, like it was the most normal thing in the world. It was, to him. They were his entire world now. The reason he got up in the morning and kept on through the day. Only the nights were the loneliest, when the absence of his wife was so much more pronounced when all three girls had been put to bed. But he wasn't going to think about that now. Right now, his main concern was Adam and making sure that he was properly checked out.

In fact, he looked down at Adam again, lifting an eyebrow at Adam's question of him being an axe murderer. "Truthfully," Sacha said, being completely honest. "If you were, it would be me you have to worry about," Sacha said slowly, letting those words sink in. "You'd not have your own head for long." Besides, Sacha didn't sleep well. He was a light sleeper and any noise out of the ordinary would wake him quickly. "Just take the kindness. I'm not going to judge you and neither is anyone else in the city," he pointed out as they made it to the little clinic.

There, Adam was brought inside and into his own room where they could properly assess his injuries. Sacha sat to the side, flipping through a random carpentry magazine while the nurses worked their magic.

Adam Lycaon

The gut-wrenching feelings of fear and anxiety hadn't fully ebbed despite the fact that the meteoroid was no longer a threat. There were other threats now, and that still ensured that Sacha was perfectly tense. And hovering over everyone in his household. The girls, his mother-in-law, Adam. Especially Adam. Frazzled but intent on at least having a bit of fun, Sacha had all three girls bundled up and ready to go before the snow started to get too heavy.

Content to walk his way from their house to the Sanctuary, he carried a heated carry bag that held two fresh, hot pies. Cherry and apple. One of the girls carried the big tub of moomoo milk ice cream on her lap, the three children riding on the back of Alain instead of trudging through the deepening snow. The walk was full of giggles, and the man could only smile quietly to himself, his scarf covering his mouth and nose from the cold.

Maybe tonight would be what he needed. He, truthfully, needed to see for himself that his partners were at least alive. Probably not entirely safe, but alive. Perhaps he could fuss over someone that wasn't Adam for once, too.

As he approached, the man frowned at the sight of Julia and Kaida. Oh... they both looked worse for wear. Picking up his pace and jogging a little through the snow, he came up behind them. The Tyrantrum carrying the three children followed slower, taking his time in the unsteadiness of the snow. "Julia, Kaida," Sacha said a little warmly. "Can we carry anything for either of you?" he flicked a worried glance at Kaida's head and then Julia's limp.

Manon, his eldest daughter at 9 years old, was the first to dismount from Alain's back and run through the snow to catch up with her father. A few moments later, Manon, seven, and Victoire, three, ran after their older sister. Reaching absently into his pocket, he recalled Alain back into his Pokeball, doing a head count of his children and the two older women and smiled. "Maybe not Victoire," Sacha said with a laugh, "She'd definitely drop something."

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• player/ooc name: Lady
• character tags: SACHA ROSIER @marionette @rhafiel Andraste Breathnach
• dropped characters' tags (if applicable): N/A
• ic posts for characters:
  Sacha
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  Marionette
  Andraste
  
• are characters in directories?: Y
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Sacha was walking beside the medics as they started to walk Adam from the tree he had fallen from and onto the forest path. Shaking his head, Sacha wasn't interested in hearing the protests, feeling rather firm about his convictions on this.

"Look," Sacha said with a deep sigh, "You are injured. The clinic doesn't do long-term care, and you're homeless," the coal miner was saying firmly. "So, Adam, kindly shut up and take the hospitality," Sacha said simply. Cherie was running ahead of the group now, sniffing at everything that she came across. Literally everything. Sacha scowled, "Don't you dare eat that," he called to the Rockruff, scowling at her from where he walked beside Adam.

Glancing down at Adam, Sacha's gaze seemed to soften a bit. "Sorry," he finally mumbled, "M' name's Sacha. I'm a ranger in the area and I can't in good conscience let you recover out in the forest," the man shook his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "That said, you're not a hostage. Just trying to do something nice. I would hope someone would do it for me in your shoes," he said honestly.

The closer they got to the city, the more Sacha seemed to look around until there was a squealing "DADDY" from further up the path. The voice was tiny, but so was the toddler as Victoire ran right for her father's legs. Instead, Sacha scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder, causing the redhead to giggle wildly and kick her feet a bit. "Man, Vic, you're getting too heavy," Sacha mock complained, starting to bend his knees and pretending that he was bogged down by her weight while they walked.

Other little voices joined them, and then the tallest little girl, Camille, looked over the stretcher at Adam, going a little pale. "Daddy, is he okay?" she asked, reaching out and holding onto the back of his shirt.

Sacha looked over his shoulder, "He'll be alright. We're going to have a guest for a few days. How about you guys go on ahead and tell your grandmother," Sacha said calmly, bending down to put his giggling toddler back on her feet. Camille took Victoire's hand and then tugged on the edge of Manon's dress. The girls all tried to talk at once but Sacha shooed them off to go back to the house. The trio of redheaded girls seemed to shoot off, and the Rockruff shot after them like this was a run she was used to making all the time.

"I hope you like kids because they love people."

Here, Sacha looked down and actually smiled at Adam as they made it to the clinic.

Adam Lycaon

PURCHASING/REDEEMING

welcome to the poké mart!

5X POKE BALL (100 PD)
1X WAILMER PAIL (200 PD)

TOTAL

do come again!

300 PD