The CHERRYGROVE Team

[OOC: Too busy, have to skip.]

Rea saw him gesture with his hands. She could read them like he was speaking to her.

';I feel uneasy, I shall remain untrue in form until I feel more comfortable around these others;'

She gestured back, and gave a flit of her wings.
';Ok~;'
She watched him turn into the Minun, and began to walk off. Then she noticed a little yellow blob next to Salazar now. The Pikachu looked at both of them, and said nothing. Rea looked at the little electric mouse, and her face slowly went into a grin.
"Why, hello~" Rea chimed happily, and knelt down next to the mouse. She had suspected that this was probably the Pikachu that attacked Salazar, but he seemed friendly.... Jose walked over to them and smiled.

"Ninos, don't be frightened, we must put trust together to survive. Really doubt we would backstab each other now, but if anything were to happen, let's all put our best foot forward, comprande?"

Rea nodded. Jose's words were true. She found it slightly cute that Jose called them "ninos". It sounded so endearing. She fluttered her wings. She was still crouched on the ground, but she noticed the sun setting. She looked off into it. The sun... was setting? Oh no. Darkness would soon lay in! Rea blinked a few times. No one else knew, save Salazar, that she was even annoyed by the dark. No. Only she and her friend knew she was very afraid of the dark.

Sorrows' heart skipped a beat as the Charizard turned around.
Oh great Arceus they're going to kill me! he thought, sparks shooting from his cheeks involuntarily.

"Why, hello~" The Charizard said lightly as she grinned. The large dragon slowly kneeled down, still towering over the tiny Pikachu. Sorrow dropped to his forepaws, ready to dash away.
She's....she's not mad...? he thought in uncertainty, his ears and tail still low, but still on his guard.

"Ninos, don't be frightened, we must put trust together to survive. Really doubt we would backstab each other now, but if anything were to happen, let's all put our best foot forward, comprande?" the large brown reptile said confidently with a toothy smile.

Sorrow tilted his head at the gators' words. He didn't understand everything he said, but he did know that if they were talking to him, they at least don't want to kill him. The pale Pikachu stood again on just his hind legs, letting his gaze turn from the gator, the Minun and back to the Charizard. After pondering on all of them, a small smile appeared on face as his ears and tail lifted in acceptance.
He silently nodded at Salazar. His heart was pounding as fast as a herd of maddened Tauros.
Could this be...what I've been looking for?...
They...they want me to be with them...
The Pikachu pulled his little bag closer to him, rubbing at the top with his claws in nervousness.

His attention turned to the large feline laying on the beach, along with a much larger one he knew as a Luxray.
He timidly walked up to the unconscious pokemon, his ears low in submission, to show the others that he meant no harm.
She was bitten...he thought, his eyes growing wide as he saw the source of all the blood.
I wonder...his thoughts wandered to the local Pokemon Center as he gazed at the destroyed town.
The humans used to have ways to heal their friends...and they always went in those buildings with hurt ones...
The Pikachu bounded a few yards away to get a better view of the boarded-up Pokemon Center. He looked back at the others, and pointed with his paw towards the building meekly.
He remembered a little bit about the time he spent in towns, watching everybody from afar. He didn't dare get any closer and meet any of those Pokemon or humans, he was too afraid.
Maybe that time wasn't wasted afterall...

The Pikachu replied with a small smile, lifting up his ears and tail. Jose gave a nod of approval, that was the answer he was looking for. Though the croc didn't notice the Pikachu bound toward Caslin and Acelin, well watching from afar.

Though the Sand croc did wonder what the hell was going on, Acelin wasn't giving an immediate comeback like always, and Cashlin... Well Jose couldn't find anything wrong, afterall, she was bitten.

"Greetings! I am Schnorfle and this is Schnoofie- hope you all wouldn't mind some flying company! Jose jumped at the new voices, falling flat on his face. He glanced behind him to see two huge bat-like Pokemon approach, which called themselves Schnorfle and Schnoofie. The Krokorok pulled his face away from the ground, 'I'm sorry ground, my beautiful face is getting pulled away from you.'
He turned his attention to the Swoobats with a toothy grin, "'Ello amigos, the name is Jose. It is nice to meet you." He would have flirted with the female, but he got a feeling the male next to her wouldn't appreciate that one bit.

Rea grinned wider as the Pikachu perked up. She then looked to the new arrivals. She jumped as they landed.

"Greetings! I am Schnorfle and this is Schnoofie- hope you all wouldn't mind some flying company!"

"Don't mind?" she started, "Best thing EVER!! My name is Rea! Nice to meet both of you!" She flitted her wings, showing she was happy to see some fliers. She turned to Salazar and Sorrow. She looked to Salazar, and spoke to him in their language.
';Ok. This is basically them all... But there's still two that are missing....;' She finished her hand movement, and looked around. Cashin and that Luxray must be around here somewhere.... She couldn't see them because of the house blocking her view of the coast. But she gave up after a minute, then went to greet the new pokemon. She motioned the two mice pokemon to follow her as she went up to the Swoobats. But as she turned around, they had disappeared from sight. Rea looked around in wonder at the fact they were gone.

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(OoC: I'm sorry I had no idea Lute was in the safehouse pleasedon'tharbingerme ;____; )

Salazar Smiled at the spanish croc's words, he tilited his head in mild bemusement when the Pikachu nodded at him and went to go investigate the downed Liepard, before bounding towards the town a bit and staring at the pokemon center. Aha! The little guy had a good idea, Salazar smiled, he had always thought actions spoke more than words, so he walked up and next to the Pikachu wh appeared to be in thought, and put his hand to his face in thought, and turned to Rea and Jose and doing some hand signals with his illusionary nubby little hands.

Rea! Mexican aligator! The Pikachu is on to something! Maybe the Pokemon center has something that can help the Liepard! I say ether one or both of you keep guard while I and possibly the Pikachu go and check it out. He motioned fastly, then with a sharp turn bounded toward the Pokemon center with surprising speed [due to his illusionary disguise not having long enough limbs to move as fast as him] then with a jump Tore the boards down with a massive Night Slash, leaving three large claw marks on the now broken boards, something that to someone who knew nothing of a Zoroark's illusion abilities would think would be absolutly astounding for a nubby little Minun.

Salazar knew that he had pretty much assfucked his facade, but he didn't want to see someone die before he even got to say hello to them!

Sorrow watched as the Minun flailed his arms about madly at the others then dashed away towards the Pokemon center, so fast it appeared to be floating. The Pikachu was intrigued how these illusions worked; he had never seen this kind of Pokemon before.
What was it doing?...he thought, puzzled by the random flailing of its' nubby arms.
After a few moments, he quickly followed, leaping forward onto his forepaws.
He might need help...
As he approached, he saw the little Minun use a powerful dark attack, splintering the boards that were on the building. Sorrow perked his ears, sparks once again shooting from his cheeks as he eyed the forest behind the building.
I hope that didn't attract anythings' attention...he thought anxiously as he bounded forward with the Minun.

Evening was here, and Oliver was ready to go to bed and get some much-needed sleep. The fluffy Umbreon settled on his bed of thin blankets he'd scavenged from nearby buildings, and closed his eyes. Suddenly, there was a sound of boards breaking and Oliver jumped right up. Bloody hell, something was trying to break in! With a snarl, Oliver raced to where the source of the noise was, likely towards whatever was trying to destroy his new shelter.
"Oi! You idiotic infected, you aren't getting in HERE!" the Umbreon yelled for good measure, even though an enemy wouldn't have cared about his words. Only when Oliver jumped out into the open and looked at his "enemy", it was only a tiny little Minun; there was also a pale Pikachu. The hell....? They were tiny little buggers, not much of a threat, and didn't look infected.
"And what have we got here?" Oliver asked, mostly to himself, and went up to the Minun. "Why are you destroying my shelter, mate?" While waiting for it's answer, Oliver turned and looked at the Pikachu. Pale, small, pretty sad looking. It must've been through something terrible to look like that.

"Who are you two?" Oliver asked that too, curious about the arrival of two perfectly normal Pokemon. He hadn't seen anyone else like that in.....well, who knew. Oliver didn't. The Umbreon sat down, wrapped his fluffy tail around his white paws, and waited for an answer. These two were kind of creepy, but whatever.

The Minun acted a bit strangely, using some weird hand gestures. The Krokorok glanced at the direction toward Cashlin and Acelin, still hadn't heard a single backlashing from Acelin. Thank Arceus, no need to deal with that bastard today.

As the desert croc glanced back at the Pikachu's and Minun's direction, his jaw widened in shock as he noticed the Minun break down the wooden planks easily. Okay, so Jose did know something's fishy about, and he usually forgets things he sees, but really, how could anyone forget that? That was when a voice from inside the Pokecenter shook the Krokorok even more! Another survivor! "Oi! You idiotic infected, you aren't getting in HERE!"... Wonderful introdcution.

The figure from inside showed itself as an Umbreon, wait a second... Didn't they run into one earlier? This one looked different, must be another differet Umbreon. The guy also wore a funny looking necklace. Jose observed him as the newly found survivor chattered with the Minun and Pikachu, that was until, he turned to Jose's and Rea's direction, "Who are you two?"

The Krokorok fixed his glasses a bit, making the moonlight reflect off of it. Oh great, he's trying to look cool. Well attempting. "Senor, the name is Jose. Jose the Krokorok, and what is your name?"

Acelin had diligently lied beside Cashlin, his mouth shut and silent as he waited for the Liepard to wake up. How long will she be unconscious for? How long would he have to wait? The feline had merely tossed and turned in her slumber, claws extended and panicking in her sleep as she grasped as the sand and dirt under her. What in the world was she dreaming about?

The Luxray perked up as the Pikachu came closer, inspecting Cashie before going away. "Mrmf... What happened...?" Acelin's eyes widened as he heard the familiar voice mumble. Cashlin slowly got up from where she had laid, eyes drooping with tiredness. Her whole body was violently trembling, and the Liepard's fur was clumped up and matted, mixed with saltwater and debris.

Acelin looked towards Jose. "Oi! You, moron! Cashie's up." he shouted. Cashlin glared daggers at the Luxray. "Mrmf... Jose... What happened? What's going on?" And who the fuck was that Minun. And who was that Umbreon thing? Her mind was hazy, she couldn't think straight. Why was there blood all over her once pretty fur?

Rea watched as Salazar rounded the corner in his Minun form.

"W--Where are you going?" Rea ran after him, her form looking weirdly human as her hips swished and her tail tossed. he rounded the corner and used Night Slash. She had been surprised. She didn't think he'd use that move. She stared at them for a second before hearing a voice.

"Oi! You idiotic infected, you aren't getting in HERE!"

Rea jumped, but then flew in to defend if the situation got bad. She stood a bit out from where Salazar and the Pikachu where and bared her teeth, but dropped her defenses as she saw the Umbreon step out from behind the house. He apparently didn't see her yet. She did kind of land a bit away from the two.

"And what have we got here? Why are you destroying my shelter, mate?"

Rea tilted her head at this pokemon. She didn't usually hear pokemon call each other "mate" unless they were actually mates. She decided to keep her mouth shut until the Umbreon noticed her. She watched the scene play out before her.

"Who are you two?"

She watched it sit down. She sat smoothly down on her haunches too, still observing them both.

"Oi! You idiotic infected, you aren't getting in HERE!" A Umreon yelled as it jumped out of the window Salazar had torn down. "And what have we got here?...Why are you destroying my shelter, mate?" It said before looking at the
Pikachu. "Who are you two?" It then asked suspiciously. Salazar stared at the Umbreon in Silent amusement, how was he going to answer it? He smiled a bit but quickly snapped back to attention, the Liepard was still injured, and needed aid. Snapping his fingers, he created an floating arrow pointing in the direction of the others, then the arrow droped to the ground turning into a replica of the injured feline, which again transformed into a first aid box before finally dispersing. Smiling a bit, he felt he had relayed his point. "Senor, the name is Jose. Jose the Krokorok, and what is your name?" Jose said as he approached.

Salazar waved when he saw Rea land nearby, and begin to observe. Feeling a bit more secure about the situation, he
backed up from the Umbreon, and stepped next to Sorrow, and dropped his illusion. The tiny minun disppeard as a tall skinny Zoroark, with white face paint replaced him. His glowing blue eyes began to dim and go back to normal as his illusion dispersed. And speaking for the first time besides to Rea he calmy said. We just need medical supplies for our friend
He knew he was act spontaneously, but he was beginning to get a migraine from hitting his head, and he was honestly near starving, and those berries from earlier only made him hungrier.

Sorrow watched as the Minun quickly melted away and a Zoroark took its' place. The Umbreon had looked to him for answers, but the Pikachu shrunk back with his ears and tail down.
This guy seems angry...I don't want to fight...
"We just need medical supplies for our friend." The Zoroark said as the other joined. The Umbreon said nothing, just crept deeper into the shadows, his brilliant eyes disappearing into the pitch black of the building.
I guess he wanted to be left alone...he thought, straining his eyes to see where it went.
Sorrow looked about in uncertainty amidst the rubble. The Zoroark had made an image of a...box of of some sort...
He felt his chest tighten as he turned back to the others, his face colored with confusion.
I...don't know what to do...never...been in one of these before...he thought as he looked about again.

The sun was dipping deep into the horizen as unsteady and fleeting pawstep moved across the grassy ground, not unlike the same night that she had taken her last meal. She could still taste the Golbat on her tounge. His blood had been sweet. The Umbreon was careful to stay in the shadows of balf burned homes and trees as she slunk through the town. As soon as she stepped into the moonlight her rings would glow like becons, warning her pray of her arrival. She would not have cared a wewk ago but something was changing within her. The undead was no longer mindlessly attacking those she saw and gaining more wounds upon her already mutalated body. No... There was an almost artifial intelligence that made her attacks more accurate and her unsteady stride stronger.

Yes... Greed was a new pokemon. A killing machine. Her eyes glowed as she dove into another show, the house that cast it still standing for the most part. She could hear the voices of living... Smell their breath, hear their blood pumping withing their bodies. The undead licked her jaws in anticipation as she scanned the ground around her. Where were they...?

Aha! Her blood red eyes widened with anticipation as they settles upon two oddly colored pokemon and a Pikachu, standing out in the open by the Pokemon center. She crouched down from where she was hidden. Greed will eat well tonight.

((Ooc; 'Sup everyone B) Greed will float here for a bit~ ))

"Oi! You, moron! Cashie's up." Well the princesa - and yes, he's referring to Acelin - calls for Jose, the Krokorok sighed, though he felt happiness well up inside of him for the Liepard is now awake. Though he wished the Luxray would just go fuck off. The Ground-type got himself away from the group, tumbling toward Cashlin and Acelin, giving no emotion to the Luxray, but a small smile at his childhood love. "So how are you princesa?"
The Ground Crocodile glanced back at the group, for some reason the Umbreon just grumbled and left through the bushes, allowing access to the Pokemon Center. Not that Jose mind, but the Dark-type could have at least introduced himself before leaving.

Something irked the Krokorok though, he smelled the scent of death once more, and felt like he was being watched, though he just prayed to Arceus that was simply just a figment of his imagination.

[Ooc: Decided since Oliver isn't on the team, I'll just have him leave by going off to the trees :L]

Even though Cashlin's mind was hazed and her head was pounding, she would be able to distinguish Jose's voice anywhere, anytime. His voice was like a beacon amidst all the ringing and buzzing, like a candle in the dark. "So how are you princesa?" A small smile grew on her face. "I think it's becoming increasingly obvious that I'm in a rather bad condition." she managed to mutter out, swaying dangerously to the sides.

Acelin just sat there and watched the group. Fucking moronic land crocodile alligator... Thing. He hated Jose, why did Cashlin like about him? Why did she talk to him more than she ever will to the Luxray? What did the pimp have that Acelin didn't? It was all so frustrating, and he merely growled.

The striped Charizard snickered to herself as she watched her best friend wave to her. "Well at least someone noticed me. Heh." the winged creature gave a large smile, and waved calmly back. Rea watched as Salazar slowly turn around and showed what he was after. She noticed the medical kit and Cashlin, then she saw as Salazar transformed back into his normal self.

"We just need medical supplies for our friend."

Rea's eyebrows rose. She was surprised to see Salazar give up his illusion so easily. Then right at the moment of introduction, the Umbreon fled. Well, this was awkward now. She looked to Salazar and walked up to him. "So.... Let's try to find the medical kit, hm?" she said gently to the Zoroark and Pikachu, then noiselessly crept into the abandoned pokemon center, slithering through anything that sh could fit through, trying to find the pack. She got near it before someone else found it.

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(OoC: I'm assuming they will find it easier, and they'll find it before her. -w- Because she is a noob. lol)

Salazar's ear twitched for a second, he thought he heard something off in the distance for a moment, but disreguarded it with his migrain. He watched as Rea weasled her way into the center and began looking for the First aid pack. Salazar slowly climbed through the window, and surveyed the inside. There where blood stains everywhere, but not many corpses, the infected must have cornerd them and got at them like a Human child at Cotton Candy. He walked to the counter and hopped over it, before looking through the drawrs for something of use, all he found was a bunch of medical files he couldn't read, and other useless items. With a sigh, he began to walk around the dark bloody building, their was giblets of flesh all over, with the occasional maule corpse, but still no medical supplies. Looking over his shoulder to make sure Rea and the Pikachu where still in sight, he slowly creaked open a door into a side room, and with this, let out a startled gasp.

There....there in front of him slumped over in the corner, was a dead human child, his dead face locked in the expression of horrid pain and fear, he had several deep claw marks across his torso, and his intestines splatterd beneath his lifeless body. The horror, the horror Salazar felt was overwhelming. He was just a child, an innocent child, and he was dead.. Looking back again, Sal enterd the room and slowly crept toward the corpse, he didn't know why, but he had to see the child closer. Upon closer inspection he nearly vomited, he began backing away from the body and exited the room, pressing his back against the side wall, his head in his crimson claws.

Everything flashed before his eyes as he remebred it all. The show, it was going beautifully, there he was standing there in the middle of the ring. The crowd cheering for an encore, when it happend, when that god damned Machoke burst through the top of the canopy and slammed into the ground before stumbling up. Everthing began to skip randomly as Salazar's vision was filled with horrid undead swarming from everywhere, tearing the audience and stage hand's apart, suddenly his vision filled in, and he there he was..... standing there in the Ravine, next to his master as he bled out before Sal's eyes. The human who raised him all of his life, dying before him, and that music, that damned music playing in the background. Sitting there his head in his claws, flashbacks and a aggrevating migrain, he slapped himself accross the face, and shook his head.

Salazar stood up, and regianed focus. 'this is no time to have a childish freak out, I-I just need to find a medkit for the fucking cat, and I can get out of this place,' he thought as he stumbled away from the hall and created the illusion of a wall over the it so the others wouldn't stumble upon the ghastly sight. Silently he walked over to Rea.

" Did you find a medical kit? or maybe a Potion?" He asked dully, before lifting up his freind in a bear hug, and setting her down again, before continuing to rummage around the broken equipment, and gore. A single tear went down from his right eye, smudging away some of his face paint.
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(Ooc: the damned music [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] )

Sorrow followed in uncertainty as the others trudged through the dark rooms. The Pikachu trudged close to Charizard, her tails' flames flickering eerily against the walls and reflected strangely in his eyes.

So much blood...I guess they had gotten in...despite the boards...he thought sadly, his ears falling. As he branched off to explore some cupboards, he thought he recognized a small box.
It's too damned dark...
With a small spark, he lit up the light ball in his hand, making it glow with a light blue light.
There!
There it is! The box he showed us!...

With a small growl, he picked up the large box and heaved it over his head, scrambling to find the others.

"Ever seen a flying Smeargle?" Peintre murmurred to herself as a grin pulled at the corners of her mouth. "Betcha haven't," she continued, awnsering her own question and chuckling to herself in amusement. She was, in fact, flying. Due to her handy dandy move Sketch, she was able to learn the wonderfully conveinant move from a passing Pidgeotto. And it must have been quite a sight. The golden tailed Smeargle was engulfed in a white, fuzzy light as she flew happily through the air. No wonder birds always used their wings instead of flying- it was fantastic fun!

Peintre laughed outloud, even with the sun sinking lower into the sky. She always loved using the move Fly, it made her feel so free! ... But it only lasted so long. She felt her power beginning to dwindle and the beagle began to drop gradually from the sky. Within a few minutes she was back to the ground, landing gracefully upon the roof of a human building. It was a bright red, giving itself away as a Pokemon Center. Peintre pulled her jaws open with a wide yawn. Flying always took her energy away from her.

((Please skip Greed. Will make something happen next cycle B3 ))

"I think it's becoming increasingly obvious that I'm in a rather bad condition." The Liepard swayed from side to side. Jose caught the Dark-Type giving a toothy, -attempting to look sexy - grin. The dual-type simply carried Cashlin; princesa style. "Well princesa, let's see if they found something to help you." Jose said cheerfully, better than sounding sullen and saddened upon Cashlin's condition. Carrying her seemed actually easy, she seemed a bit underweight, but Jose could manage just found.

The sand-croc glanced at Aceling who suddenly gave a low growl, Jose wasn't sure whether he should ask what's his problem, or just ignore the bastard. Well since he finally has his lady, the Unova Pokemon guessed for now it was best to just ignore the Electric-type.

As he walked over to the Pokemon center - making sure he wasn't hurting Cashlin that much - the sand-croc just peeked inside, "Mi amigos, did you find anything?" He noticed the lightly colored Pikachu had a box over his head, "Over here muchacho!" Jose gave a smile, placing the Liepard on the grass.

[Ooc: Had permission from Lute to carry Cashy B)]

"Well princesa, let's see if they found something to help you." The Liepard soon found herself in the Krokorok's arms, and she scowled at the thought of having to be carried everywhere. "H...How long are you going to be carrying me?" Cashlin hissed at Jose, fur standing on end.

Acelin carefully watched the duo, before padding towards the Pokemon Center to help out. "What did you guys find?" he quietly asked, eyes occasionally glancing over to where the sand croc and leopard were.

Rea continued to search, and was unsuccessful. She shirked away from anything that had blood on it, making her cover only a small part of the pokemon hospital. She opened a draw, looked in, and looked in another. Nothing. She suddenly jumped a bit as she heard a door slam. She managed to crawl out of the wreckage right when the illusion went up.
"... Zar...? Are you ok...?" The Zoroark came up to her then.

"Did you find a medical kit? or maybe a Potion?"

Rea shook her head. She was not successful in the slightest bit. right when she looked down in defeat, Salazar picked her up and hugged her in a tight hug. Rea grinned and hugged her best friend back. She knew something was wrong... but she wouldn't ask him. Rea was set down, and Salazar went to look some more. Rea didn't notice the tear, however. She looked back to see the Pikachu pulling something over the counter. A medical kit? Perfect! Rea called to Salazar, "We found the kit, Zar!" Rea smiled to the Pikachu, making her way over on all four of her legs.

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(OoC: Ohhh I hate you writers block and sleep. ;_; I hate you both so much. lol)