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"Nah. Nothing like that. Just can feel it now with the adrenaline down."

[break][break]"Yup. That's tender. Great. Kep is gonna kill me."

[break][break]She'd nod while he was speaking, still continuing with her examination, till he mentioned about him getting killed.

[break][break]"Better this than a bullet."

[break][break]Naia tensed a bit at her own words, realizing that she wasn't back at home working on a medical table. He wasn't some random person complaining about the pain, if anything at this point he had been doing the opposite.

[break][break]"Sorry.."

[break][break]She muttered under her breath, attending them to be for herself but even after they left her mouth her face would darken. She was sorry about a lot of things, she was sorry he got shot, sorry he got teamed up with her, sorry she was who she was. But she had him to look after, so now wasn't the time to start getting in her head. Breathe.

[break][break]"You sound like my partner. Trust me, I wouldn't be able to get through the night without it."

[break][break]Naia raised a brow, if he had a partner why wasn't he matched up with them instead of her. The complete notion of this being a romantic partner flying completely over her head. As he begun to put his clothes back on, she'd wiggle backwards to give him space and so she could get up onto her feet as well. Her eyes drifting off to her Pokémon to find them still hungrily licking at the pavement to get any small scrap they left behind.

[break][break]"Come on. Let's go celebrate your first mission success. Milkshakes are on me."

[break][break]Naia would let out a heavy sigh at both the last comment and her Zweilous now fighting itself the closer they approached them, knowing full well how much damage they could cause to themselves due to their food rage. Placing a hand down onto her lower thigh for support Naia would dip down towards Ashley, offering a hand for him to get up.

[break][break]"Fine, but I have everything else covered."

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[attr="class","ooc"] Ashley Shepard

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Naia learned her lesson.

[break][break]Looking out the backseat window of her family's limo, Naia had quickly come to the conclusion that every mission she will ever take will go wrong in some way or form. She should just give in to the idea of some unexpected twist is bound to happen turning the entirety of the mission on it's head. It was no longer a question of if it will, but what will happen tonight.

[break][break]With the vehicle rolling to a stop Naia would uncross her legs, sweeping her hands down the skirt of her dress to smooth it out and make herself look somewhat presentable. Waiting for her driver to come to her side and open the door, her mind wondering over the details this mission laid out. It was simple enough, just make people spend money at the casino and give Rocket a profit.

[break][break]If anything Naia was confident was her money, how easily it would be for her to raise the stakes high enough at every table. It didn't matter to her whether she won or lost, she could just use the pool of money she was going to send to Rocket for donation anyways; either way it ended back into their hands one way or another. Win-Win in her opinion.

[break][break]When the door opened, Naia didn't waste time exiting the vehicle, casually handing a tip to her driving as she and her mother had always done. If you treat and pay them good then they'd be less likely to turn on you. From here she'd make her way through the Casino grounds, arms crossed as to keep as much distance from her and random patrons in the complex.

[break][break]She had been to the casino in the past and her opinions haven't changed from it much; it was loud, disorienting and worse of all--it was hot. The heat from the gatcha machines, slots, and the people, it just made Naia's skin crawl to think about and she could only hope that this mission would take her mind off from it. A glint of familiar gold caught her eye and curiosity soon became relief. Making her way over to the woman, Naia pondered exactly how she'd make her presence known before she finally just stick to a simple, "Hi."

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[attr="class","ooc"] @maddie

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Something she'd come to regret was that the gruesome and horrifying scene laid out beside Naia was something she wasn't unfamiliar too. However this was different since the first time she had seen something like this was from an Emboar, and then ash's dragon; now when it came to her zweilous she had an inkling of what they would do. She researched that the two heads were their own individual minds, both extremely hungry and both--

[break][break]The growls and vicious bites at each other soon spelt out her next thought, Zweilous in general were extremely competitive and highly territorial of their food. Both heads weren't just eating the bodies but trying to rip them away from each other, clothing tearing, bones cracking, and a visceral party popper. Seeing how close they were to Naia and Ashely, really didn't help anyone's stomach from turning from such a display, until Naia would give her Zwei a hard slap on it's side.

[break][break]"Move your meals over there."

[break][break]She didn't really give it a location, just a generic indication for down the alley, and when one greedily bit own on it's portion, the other would take this opportunity to clean up some messy and take the second one. A new growl and screech ensued but now at least on the move and away from them. By then Ashley would have already gotten undressed, Naia couldn't help but feel a little guilty that she was making his clothes more wet then they had too and forcing Ashley to weather it. But it was a necessity.

[break][break]Dropping down in front of him, she had seen many people topless before, even worse cases naked, men, women, all different shapes and sizes, to her at this point looking at a body was no different then seeing a mannequin. She was barely conscious of a person or even any romantic natures it could imply, however the thing she did note was all of his scarring. There had been a patient before hand that was littered with scars too and some of those old words weren't looked after properly, hold bone was forced to regrow in strange and painful manners and she could only hope that Ashley wasn't an idiot like that.

[break][break]"Do you feel dizzy? Nauseous even?"

[break][break]While Naia spoke her hands reached for his wound but stopped before making contact. Typical she would wear thin gloves, but right now these were just leather gloves, there was no way she'd be able to feel or tell what she was doing at this point. Placing a hand on his thigh in preparation for her next step, Naia would use her teeth to pull off one of her gloves.

[break][break]"Excuse me."

[break][break]With that she'd grab his other leg and quickly jerked them towards her, her plan to scoot him ever so slightly closer so he'd lean back more, but with still having the wall support him some. The moment her finger's touched her skin the initial coldness of the wet rain was washed away with his own body heat, a moment of hesitation as she was adjusting to it before moving to touching and pressing his wound. She was feeling for any extra tenderness, but also was carefully watching his reactions to see if the pain was far greater than she'd anticipate from just bruising, if he threw up then she'd need to be prepared for surgery.

But thankfully she didn't feel anything alarming, he'd probably just be sore from the bruise. Nothing some pain meds and a cold compress couldn't fix up.

[break][break]"If the pain gets worse, it starts swelling, you get a fever, or you see any red streaks. Go to the hospital."

[break][break]Once she finished giving her list, Naia would reach over and grab his clothes, finding at this point they were probably going to be too uncomfortable from how wet they were and did her best to wring it out. In reality they spent so much time in the rain it shouldn't have mattered, but in her experience putting on wet clothes was an annoying and frustrating process.

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[attr="class","ooc"] Ashley Shepard

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Upon seeing the other Pokémon flee from the scene, Naia could finally feel her legs buckle. Perhaps it was due to exhaustion, she didn't get to finish drinking her coffee before this fight, and she did work up a sweat running from fire. She couldn't feel the psychological tax it put on her, even as she saw Ashley roll over and laugh. For the moments before hand she was so overwhelmed by emotion, but now it felt just eerily calm.

[break][break]"Well done, Naia."

[break][break]She guessed this could be considered a good job. She got hurt, Ashley got hurt, everyone got hurt, if it really was a good job none of this would have happened. Colie who had been trying to pull Ashley over eventually let go of his leg at his command, her fur standing up on end as she quickly scurried off to Naia for safety and comfort. The little bundle of nerves and fur, rolling around in her lap as if that was going to somehow dig herself deeper out of sight. But what was she supposed to say?

[break][break]"Bulletproof vest."

[break][break]Ah. That made sense on why she didn't see blood, it still didn't mean he was completely out of the woodworks, even with bullet proof vests there is a high chance of getting injured from the impact. In serious cases he could still have internal bleeding, minor cases it was just bruising, she wouldn't know unless she got to check.

[break][break]"Don't move around too much, let me finish up.."

[break][break]She used one arm to support Colie's body, her free hand finally letting go of his gun and switching it out for their target's. Technically the work wasn't over, she getting up on her feet Naia would look around to do one final assessment of the situation. The man further in was obviously dead, the bloody left overs from his dragon saw to it, and the one she handled had no way of surviving without imidiate attention.

[break][break]That just left.. POP

[break][break]It was far easier to go for an unmoving target, and far safer to double tab to make sure he stayed dead. In her mind it was far more merciful to shoot him in the face rather than have him die from getting mauled. Colie whimpered in her arm, burring even deeper into her body, as she'd toss the gun back to it's owner.

[break][break]"Zwei, you can finish up.." It was the cadence and float tone she was used to using whenever she did work with her father and the meticulous mindset she forced herself into whenever she needed to make quick and lifesaving decisions. It was perhaps because of that mentality, she felt so fixated on making sure his injuries were taken care of first before calming down. "Can you move? Does it hurt?" She'd sigh, almost annoyed, "Take off your shirt, it'll be easier if I check it out."

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[attr="class","ooc"] Ashley Shepard

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