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[Just because the island split a bit over a month ago is no reason for life not to go on as normal. And go on as normal, Red has. Of course, his definition of normal is still ridiculous, horrifyingly dangerous training regimens for both himself and his Pokemon, rain or shine, but the point stands. At least he remembered to take a lunch break today.

He can be found sitting against a tree, partially-eaten lunch in his hands, and wrapped in his cloak as usual. Why only partially-eaten? Well, it seems both he and his team have decided that it's naptime. The Pokemon - Pikachu, Venusaur, Charizard, Dragonite, Kangaskhan, Gengar, Alakazam, Wailmer, and Duosion - are all snoozing around the area. Red himself is unconscious, albeit for a different reason. His face is flushed, and if you come close enough to check, his temperature is definitely above what it should be.]

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[It's a strange sight, considering other than the Pikachu and the Gengar, the rest of the Pokemon are foreign to this Gold. A bit surreal actually. He swears he might've seen the Wailmer from far away, but the other Pokemon look as if they can pose a threat. He's never encountered creatures bigger than a Miltank or a Ponyta, with the exception of the Deities. He and his Pokemon, a Shiny Ponyta, a trio of Miltank brothers, and a Togetic on his shoulder observe the sleepers.]

...Is that a baby? What do you think Icarus? [Staring down at Duosion. He hesitates, oh the hell with it. That guy brought it on himself for being in such an open area. He pokes at it a couple times.]

[She's a few months old by now, but still pretty young. In response to the poking, she'll just turn her body around inside the outer fluid - not like she always needs to turn the whole thing - and give you a few curious mrrr?s.]

[Icarus chirps back in response, the Togetic flying above the baby, then moves on to observing the other Pokemon. He lands atop on Red's head, the human striking him as the most interesting of the gang.]

Icarus, get back h--Fernando?? Alejandro?!

[Each of them gotten ahold of the Alakazam's mustache, proceeding to yank alternately.]

[Enjoy the warm seat then, Icarus! Red's normally an extremely light sleeper, but this is not exactly normal.

Vates, the Alakazam, is Not Amused by these mustache-pullings. His eyes open in very noticeable annoyance.

Kaaaaazam. ....Why yes, that is a threatening tone.]

[The Togetic isn't afraid of getting comfortable, making a couple small rounds on Red's head. He missteps, managing to catch himself at the expense of Red's hair. He's frowning; this boy has a weird look on his face, and Icarus doesn't recall humans being this heated.

Have a couple light head bumps.]

[Meanwhile Alejandro hasn't taken the hint, going for one last hard tug.]

Alejandro, cut it out!! [He grabs the remaining Miltank harshly, eyeing the Alakazam.]

My friend was being really stupid, I'm sorry...

[Gulp. The Houndoom will be barking threateningly at Alakazam, with the Ponyta stepping in close to Gold.]

[Red doesn't particularly care about his hair, at least, especially not poorly-cared-for as it is. He'd be awake by now if he were in better condition, but as it is the best reaction Icarus will get is a mildly more distressed face out of Red.

Vates wasn't planning to attack Gold - he's more than smart enough to figure out that the Pokemon are just up to mischief, so there's no way it's the trainer's fault - though he was considering sending the Miltank flying a short distance to show it that you don't mess with extremely-well-trained Pokemon without being prepared to suffer the consequences.

Kaaaaa. "Learn to control them better" is is the intended sentiment.]

[That face, Icarus couldn't get by a week by without encountering that face. Gold always has that kind of look before promptly passing out. He darts over to Gold, who is apologizing again to Vates.]

Yeah...sorry again.

[He'll wave away Shippo and Judas, proceeding to glare at the Miltanks when he is interupted by the Togetic.]

Huh, what is it?

[Icarus directs him to Red, who sidesteps the best he can past his team.]

..He looks sick. Hey, are you alright? [He taps Red's shoulder firmly.]

[Well, Vates will just watch you now. No messing with his conked-out trainer.

Finally, Red's eyes open - slowly, but definitely with a look of not wanting to be asleep. It takes him a moment to focus enough on his surroundings to realize there's a stranger far closer to him than he'd be comfortable sleeping through.]

... Wh...Who...?

[We won't. Fernando and Alejandro might, but they seem to have found a new game in Judas' hooves, which will meet their face if they don't cut it out.]

Who? [Gold looks behind him, observing it might be himself Red is referring to.]

Oh, I'm Gold. You okay?

You look horrible.

["Gold". Okay, registering name, augh being sick sucks. Not someone he knows - no need to be straightforward, though he won't be as elaborate as usual either because his thoughts are not moving as quickly as he wants them to be. Gold is... Okay, a different version of Chris - it took Red entirely too long to process this. Stupid fever. Of course this takes all of a handful of seconds.]

... A cold. Just a... Cold... [That's safe enough to say, at least - he pushes himself up a bit, trying to get to a more upright seated position. His food is... Still there, okay, he should get back to that, Blue will be upset if he forgets to eat or doesn't eat it all.]

Looks like more than that.

[He motions to Icarus to assist him, but he's already on it, the Togetic pulling on a sleeve until Red's back is straight.]

Eating something usually helps me out...

[He reaches for his rucksack, feeling for his Berries section. Lucky he ran into that stash of Oran berries before landing here. Hold up, why is he being so quick to help this stranger? He just got here, this guy could be bad news. Whoever Alejandro and Fernando were messing with was definitely dangerous, the whole group had to be as well. His hand travels back to Red's shoulder.

This guy better have some food of his own.]

... Can't tell for sure... [Red stares dizzily at the lunch he had brought with him. He isn't sure why, but somehow he just doesn't feel like eating. At your touch, the muscles in his arm tighten, instinctively preparing for fight or flight.

It's a good idea on your part to be wary of him. His entire team is, in fact, very powerful. You haven't shown to be up to anything however, and on the island, the rule is definitely "innocent until proven suspicious".]

How can you not know?

[He sounds a little annoyed, it just doesn't add up to him. You should know what's going on with you more than anything else, thinks the guy who always ends pushing past his limits on a regular basis. In other words, there is nothing to worry about...life or death wise anyway.

His eyes follow Red's stare, rummaging around with his free hand. Gold touches and pushes through everything in the remote area except for Red's lunch. Seems like different tactics must be taken.]

Roberto, Fernando, Alejandro, c'mere. [He has both hands on Red, not so gently.]

Help me get him up, we might have to take him.

[Hello, pot? Meet kettle. He probably wouldn't have gotten sick if he hadn't continued training for eighteen hours straight in a recent rainstorm. Insane, harsh training regimens are his daily routine.

Nevertheless, the question gets you a weak glare that's more like an annoyed grimace than anything. He can usually tell when something is wrong with his body. He just can't seem to focus on anything or muster up any energy right now...

Panic surges when you start lifting him up, along with those words. Blame it on paranoia, but he will struggle - weakly, of course, from the fever, but he'll struggle all the same.]

... Hnnnn... Nnn... No...!

[It seems like Gold is always sick; when he's not exhausted beyond belief, he's attending to his never ending cold.]

Too bad.

[Seeing as how Red's condition cannot amount to a decent opposition, he's sure no harm will befall any of them, signaling the Miltanks who stopped midway. They look at another, reluctant to continue until Gold administers a death glare.

Gold should have probably made the observation to get more...nimble helpers. It is his ability to miss the important things right in front of him that prevented him from noticing the lunch in Red's hands. Or that his Miltanks were very endowed ladies, although to be fair, they were on the boyish side, and Gold couldn't resist a little breaking of the gender quo.

Better hope Venusaur, Charizard, and Kangaskhan are heavy sleepers, the calvary's a'comin.]

[Red actually doesn't get sick very often, despite his lack of total care for himself. He ignores it anyway, though, so it's often like he doesn't get sick.

Red might not be able to do much right now, but his team sure can. While he can't call out loud enough to wake any members, your Pokemon woke Vates earlier. Thus it is one angry Alakazam coming to stop you from continuing to upset Red.]

V... Vates...!

[That doesn't look good. Can't that Pokemon see we're trying to help?? It looks like trying to outright explain won't help in the slightest. He whistles for Shippo, the Houndoom rushing in front of Vates.]

This is for his own good--stop him Shippo!

[The Houndoom will let out a warning fire; he doesn't look too thrilled with the order though.]

[Vates has heard that excuse before, too. You'll have to forgive him if he's a bit skeptic - in his world, Red is on the run from the entire Pokemon League, and psychic though he may be, reading your mind to check your intentions would take more time than he'd care to risk right now.

Unfortunately for you, stopping to calmly explain would likely have worked out. But reacting with an attack? Nope, that earned you no points. Red squints at your Pokemon...]

... R... Retrahitur... In... Ins... [He doesn't need to finish. Vates already knows - the command means Focus Blast.]

[It was probably bad to be hasty, but you can't be ahead of the game without initiative. Be aggressive. Stick to your guns.

And on the top of the list, fight fire with fire. Even though Gold is more of a farmer than an actual Trainer.
Gold catches on to Red's order too late. Houndoom, confused by the situation, lets out another flamethrower.]

Dangit..Judas!

[The Ponyta charges at Vates, reaching out with his hooves.]

[That Ponyta gets a compact but no less powerful Psywave Red didn't even need to order! Vates has been trained for quite some time, so your Fire-type attacks don't bowl him over.

He's going to push through to try to get Red away from you. The whole team has had plenty of time to get used to a world where the entire League is out to get Red, and they'd rather not have anything similar happen to him here. The Alakazam knows to wake the others if this takes too long.]

[Judas isn't a pushover. He didn't get knocked as far as Shippo, but more than anything his pride is hurt. His knees buckle, managing to get up the second time.

Desperately he directs a Fire Spin at Vates, a misfire that hits Gold after he is pushed away by Vates.]

Judas, stop!...b-back off...

[He's upset, but his words sound like pleas. Gold lays back in exhaustion after he stops rolling off the remaining embers.]

[Aw, isn't this a happy scene. Look at those peaceful Pokemon, that comfortably dozing ki---

...man, that kid looks a little flushed. Hmm.

This loudly dressed lady will just be weaving carefully between the napping 'mons to approach Red and leans down, getting a better look at his face. A couple of Drifloon bob silently in the air behind her.]

[Up close? He really doesn't look so good. Face flushing aside, he's also sweating and breathing heavily - even wheezing a bit. Not to mention the expression, nightmares can be such a pain, but for now all anyone gets to see is Red got himself sick.]

[...welp. Yeah, this kid is sick. She doesn't even need to touch him.

The lady straightens up and... walks over to that Dragonite, careful not to disturb ALL the 'mons and make a fuss. Have a gentle kick to wake you up, dragon, followed by a "shh" gesture should you open your eyes.]

[Custos awakes quickly, and looks prepared for a much ruder awakening before deciding you're not necessarily an enemy. Have a headtilt, since apparently you don't want him to talk.]

[The Drifloons are just hovering silently behind the lady, who has her arms crossed behind her back now. No sin of aggressiveness, nope. She speaks up once the dragon is awake, in a hushed voice.]

You're friends with that kiddo over there, right? He's not doing so great. I don't think it's a good idea to just leave him out here.

[The point is no one except Blue and known allies is ever trusted off the bat.

Custos takes a moment to consider what the "kiddo" you're referring to is - he's never heard the word before - but makes a beeline for Red upon hearing that he isn't doing well. This isn't because he figured out what kiddo means, but because he had to check to see if Red was the one not doing well.

Of course, it's easy to tell once he's close. Custos promptly starts nudging Red with his head, trying to get the trainer on his back so he can fly him home.]

[~~And of course we meant SIGN up there, oops.~~
She'll just follow. Oh, looks like the dragon agrees with her.]

I've got a place nearby, if you want to let him rest there for a bit?

[Pokeworld hospitality and all that. At the very least, she'll lend a hand to get Red on the Dragonite's back, if it'll let her. She's got enough arm strength to lift someone else up, no prob.]

[Red's lunch, all but forgotten, probably falls to the ground sometime during that.

The initial reaction is faint growling, but... Conflict. Taking Red someplace that might not be safe - they know nothing about this lady after all - while he's unconscious, or leaving him out here, or flying him home and leaving the other Pokemon out here... None of them are good choices.

Maybe he's trusting too easily, but Red's fever can't be ignored. The others would understand. Custos gives you a nod, ready to follow. If you do anything to his trainer - if you even try - you will be in big trouble with one hypertrained Dragonite. Not to mention the rest of Red's team, Blue, and Blue's team when they find out.]

[The growling only gets a slightly tilted head. Either the thought of having any ill will hasn't even occurred to this lady, or she's ridiculously confident.

She'll just nod back, and take the lead. Her place actually is very close- it's smallish, but kept well enough. The door isn't locked, and one of the Drifloons floats in ahead through a window.]

[Or she's a good actress. A really good one. They've seen it before.

The house seems nonthreatening enough, but then, they've learned to never let appearances fool them. Custos will be keeping an eye on you and Red through the windows, since it seems like he won't be able to fit through the door.]

[Guess what, Red? ~~Your personal mom~~ ~~Your long time rival~~ ~~Your overly concerned BFF~~ ~~Teal~~ Blue was out training himself. ...was, past-tense. The moment he spotted Red his desire to do that went right out the window.

He doesn't need to get up close and personal to tell that Red was not doing good. There's a sigh on Blue's end. AND NO THAT PARTIALLY EATEN LUNCH IS NOT COMFORTING AT ALL. Dammit Red, why do you never eat properlynagnagnagnag]

This idiot....

[But it means that he was eating without being reminded (okay Fulmine totally reminded him) on his own! That's progress, at least.

Though there's no denying it was a bad idea to go out training in that rainstorm the other day. Red usually just ignores it when he gets sick anyway, though, which was why he thought he'd be fine.]

[This is why Blue losses sleep at night, Red. Oh and nightmares BUT THAT IS BESIDES THE POINT.

He'll finally walk in closer to kneel next to Red. Reaching over, Blue places a hand onto Red's shoulder as he lightly nudges him.]

Hey, hey wake up.

[When he'd usually snap awake at being approached, this time it takes him several minutes. It starts with a mildly more distressed expression, and then eventually his eyes open - slowly, blinking a lot, like that could clear his head as easily as his vision.

A few long moments later he manages to process that he was asleep and what woke him up. He looks up at you woozily.]

... Blue...

[Blue felt slightly bad for waking Red up but he rather had him in a bed, than out here in the open. Sighing, Blue reached out to place a hand against Red's forehead.]

...you idiot, you're running a fever. What are you doing lying out here like this?

[Red would rather be in his bed than in the open, too - better to avoid being defenseless where anyone could come across him, after all. If only he could avoid it completely yet still train...]

... L... Lunch break... [Training, as usual, of course. But he was eating! Until he passed out.]

[Blue will give him A Look at Red's response.]

...whatever. I meant what were you doing before?

[Of course he really didn't need to hear the answer. Red was sadly predictable this way.]

You're coming back with me inside to rest. Your body can't keep up with all that strain you're giving it.

... T...Trai... [He doesn't manage to finish the word. If you were anyone else, he'd object to being taken from here. As it is, he isn't even going to argue. He might normally, but his dry skin and cracked lips would give him away even if he tried to say he didn't need to rest.

He'll just... Lift one arm then. He could use a hand getting up.]

[Again he gives A Look. It was obvious Red was out training earlier. Seeing Red lifting his arm, Blue takes a hold of it before placing it around his shoulders.]

Come on, stand up slowly.

[He'll state while he helped lift Red up to his feet, while being careful as to not stand too quickly.]

[Even going slowly, his head spins when he makes it up. He has to pause for a moment and wait for balance to be regained. Yeah, he wasn't going to make it back on his own.

His Pokemon, he should do something about his-- Right, Pokeballs, Pokeballs will work. Fumbling for those now, managing to return about three of the sleeping beasts. Stupid... Coordination...]

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