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save our snorunts event log

Who: Everyone!
When: January 2-26
Where: Practically everywhere. Maybe not the volcano on Cinnabar Island.
What: Save those Snorunts!
OOC Info: here!

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The hills are alive with the sound of… sneezing?

It’s almost a week into January, and trainers may have started to get nervous about the lack of Snorunts. Whether you’re excited to see them, or just want the metaphorical bomb to drop and be over with - the wait is finally done. Snorunts have started to make their way into town.

But instead of fortunes, what they have to give right now is coughs, bleary eyes, and sad little flops sideways into the snow. They’re not alone, either: every once in a while you’ll see an equally sick Glalie or Froslass. (Be careful - a sneezing Glalie is basically a wrecking ball waiting to happen, prone to launching itself backward! And if you’ve been struck by an odd spurt of bad luck, maybe you’ll be right in the way when it does…)

In cities across Johto and Kanto, and in field camps in between, Nurse Joys are scrambling to treat the miserable Ice Pokemon. But they’re direly in need of more helping hands. Will you pitch in?

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Ulaz had been out as well, trying to see if he could find Pokemon that needed help. He had been rather bundled up against the cold, trying to stay warm. His Glaceon, however, was having a wonderful time, running around in the cold even if he was supposed to be helping look for Snorunts and their evolutions.

So it was Primdes that came upon Keith and the Glalie moments before Ulaz, turning back and calling to him, but stay away from Glalie... just in case.

"Of course. Let's see if we can carry him to the Pokemon Center."

Keith nodded, grateful for the help. It was a heavy Pokémon, and without using its levitation, it was all dead weight. It was like carrying a massive living boulder... but made of ice and most definitely not a Graveler or Golem.

"Thanks," he said. He stood to one side, bracing himself to lift as he waited for Ulaz to get into position.

"It's a heavy one, so be careful."

Primdes was bouncing around through the cold as Ulaz came over to help pick up the Glalie. Luckily, even though he was not Galra anymore, he still had what might be considered a good level of strength for a human. It helped that he trained with his Pokemon.

"He does seem to be quite large," Ulaz agreed as got into position. "Alright, on three. One, two, three."

That definitely did help. But Keith was sharply aware of the differences between his normal self and this 'fully human' version he had been turned into in this place. He imagined Ulaz probably had the same issue. He'd finally started to get used to his lowered limits, but still kept training to get back to something a bit closer to what he was used to.

"Glaaay..."

How did a Pokémon that didn't even seem to have a nose end up with an illness that would make it sneeze and sound slightly congested with it made noise?

Keith waited as Ulaz counted them down and then he lifted.

It was still heavy.

"Good thing we're not far from town," he said in a tight voice, straining a little. He shifted it a bit so that the horn rested on his shoulder in the hopes that might help with the weight a little. He also hoped that it wasn't going to sneeze again until they got there.

Ulaz was definitely aware of it. He could no longer run and jump around the way that he had just on their ship. His strength was not what it had been either. But it was better than when he had first arrived. He had been running with his faster Pokemon and having so many Pokemon meant that he had spent time picking them up.

Ulaz wondered as well. How were they sneezing with no nose? That was probably something that he didn't understand about their anatomy. Still seemed very odd.

"Yes, good thing. I didn't realize they were as heavy as they were with how easily they levitate."

He's definitely hoping it doesn't sneeze because then it will either hit them or launch itself away.

And, because they were both hoping it wouldn't sneeze, wouldn't that be a horrible coincidence if it did?

Because it was starting to sniffle...

"Uh... mm... Is it...?" Keith sounded nervous.

It would be an interesting coincidence if it did...

Ulaz raised an eyebrow as he heard the Glalie sniffling.

"I certainly hope not." But he was going to try and brace himself just in case.

Bracing for it was definitely a good idea, and Keith paused with Ulaz to steady his stance.

It was a strong sneeze for sure, but, since they'd been prepared, Keith and Ulaz were only pushed back a little bit, sliding along the ground, but staying upright. This was followed by some coughing, which shook the Glalie in their arms, but then it finally stopped.

Keith took a deep breath.

"Bless you..." he said.

Primdes, who had been trotting along with them, looked alarmed at the sudden sneeze, bracing himself as well even though he didn't really get hit because he was not in the way.

At least it wasn't being pushed too far.

"Yes, bless you." Ulaz glanced at Keith. "Hopefully there won't be much sneezing."

Famous last words maybe.

Maybe... and hopefully, whatever this virus was (Keith had long since forgotten the name) didn't transmit to humans. As it was, he was concerned about his team catching it... hence why he hadn't tried getting his near Alpha sized Wyrdeer from Thace to carry it.

"Yeah... not much further to go, though, I think..." Which was a relief, really. Left less chances for more sneezes.

Ulaz remembered it only because it was one of things that he had been trained to do - remember medical things. It didn't do him much good since all this information was was interesting knowledge. But it was also good to know just in case it reappeared again.

"I think so as well. I believe I can see the Pokemon Center."

Ulaz definitely had the height advantage here, so Keith was going to take his word on what he could see. Even as a full human, Ulaz was still taller than Keith, which he was okay with. He was shorter than Hunk and Shiro... and his own Dad, even. The loss of his Galra side certainly didn't affect his height upon arriving in this place, thankfully enough, he supposed.

"Means not much further than," he said quietly. "Good. This guy's getting heavier..."

It sniffled a few more times, and Keith braced himself just in case, but the sneeze didn't come... this time.

It was one of the advantages Ulaz still had here. His athletic abilities had decreased, though he worked hard to not lose them completely. He was also probably feeling his age more than he would have as a Galra, but he was still taller than a good number of people, even if he was shorter than he had been at home.

"Yes, it feels like he is. Either he's getting tired. Or we are. Or both."

The sniffling made him nervous. If they were both getting tired, another sneeze was going to be harder to withstand.

"I'm gonna say both," Keith admitted. He definitely was getting tired. And, the more tired the Glalie got, the more like deadweight it became.

Thankfully, they made it without further incident. The Glalie was quickly taken and ushered off to triage and treatment.

Keith straightened up, stretching his arms over his head, and then pushed his hands against his back, arching slightly to stretch that, too. He groaned a bit as he did it, relieving the growing ache and strain from their efforts.

Yes, both was definitely more likely. Carrying the Pokemon was not getting easier so combined, both they and the Pokemon were struggling.

Oh good, they made it. As the Glalie was taken back to be treated, Ulaz stretched as well.

"Have been assisting with many retrievals?"

Keith took a breath and sighed a bit before nodding.

"Yeah. Of course, this was the one time I find a 'huge' Glalie." He did manage a rather wry chuckle. "I think it's time for a break, though. If I find another big one like that, I don't think I can do that trip again right now."

"Yes, that was a rather large one, even for Glalie. Shall we take a break and get something to eat?"

Ulaz's Glaceon was dancing around now that they weren't actively looking for Snorunts or their evolutions.

"Yeah," Keith nodded. "Food sounds good right now." Keith's own Pokémon perked up at the word food.

"Good. Then let's go inside."

At the comment of going inside, Ulaz's Glaceon was leading the way. This way to food!

Keith nodded, not arguing with that idea at all. Keith had kept most of his Pokemon in their balls around the sick Pokemon to protect them from getting ill, though one had stayed out to be helpful for protection around the ice types. Red, aka "Little Red", his Toracat that had decided not to evolve into an Incineroar like Shiro's own "Big Red", was there to help keep Keith warm while they'd been out searching for the sick ones. Food and inside with warmth and away from the ice sounded great to the Fire type, and he easily followed the Glaceon towards the food.

The only one Ulaz had had out was his Primdes. Not the best protection against Ice-types, but he had been hoping anything out might have been more comforted seeing another Ice-type since there wasn't an obvious advantage there.

Primdes did stop and wait for the trainers and Little Red, making the Glaceon trilling sound as though to hurry them up. Not that he had done much... but he was hungry.

The Toracat had no trouble keeping up with the Glaceon, so he was following right along. The trainers certainly seemed to be taking their time, though!

Not that it seemed to matter to the two hungry Pokémon, but Keith was tired! Neither of the Pokémon had done much in this situation... the two 'humans' had done it all. But, they were sure impatient to be fed!

Keith frowned at them both as he trudged to keep up. Thankfully, it wasn't far to get food.

Yes, the trainers were being very slow! How dare they when food was involved!

Ulaz was tired as well. It wasn't like his Glaceon had done much carrying of Pokemon.

"Seems they have their own priorities."

"Food seems to be a good motivator for Pokémon in general, I think."

Keith shrugged a bit.

Because they were all set up for the triage and work being done in the area, there was a large, all-weather, all-purpose tent, similar to something used as a commissary tent by the military, set up for supplying all the volunteers with food in thanks for their help. Keith pushed through the door and noted the crowd.

There were a lot of people helping. He took a deep breath, remembering how much he'd hated eating at the Garrison's cafeteria for this same reason, but resigned himself to it. It was too cold to eat outside, and he didn't have a hotel or anything to go back to at this exact moment.

Little Red was quite happy to escort everyone towards the food service at the other end, though. He made a few noises and bounced in that direction, looking back a few times to make sure everyone was following.

Edited 2025-06-10 17:25 (UTC)

Ulaz followed Keith into the tent, also surveying the crowd. He was wary of crowds as a general nature. It was something that being a Blade had taught him, especially a Blade undercover in the Galra military. Being in a crowd was a good way to be watched.

However, he pushed that down. There was no such threat here. It was just normal since it had been burned into him. The main issue he had now was that he was tall, even as a human, and it made him stand out more.

Primdes followed after Little Red, clearly unconcerned that Primdes was an ice Pokemon and Little Red was a fire type.

"Yes, yes, we are coming."

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