Dearly Despised [Lab/Mod]

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[attr="class","sintop"] [attr="class","sinmain"] [attr="class","sinlyric"]Somebody Come [break][break] [attr="class","sinlyric2"]&Save Me [attr="class","sin"] [attr="class","sinbody"] There were things to be said for romance. A lovely letter, a piece of paper, flipped open with the crease revealing the many words left in the most elegant cursive. No signature leaving to the mystery, and the language and poetic as if it was written in Kalosian. Such romantics those people were in tongue and flourish! Even if not a speck of foreign to Kanto, the author clearly wanted to convey a message that was to be received by young Hikari Tachibani. His finger holding the note with the ring on his finger glistening in the radiant sunlight of a clear day on Gaia Island. Trees reached into the path, but not far enough to blanket his view with their arbor hands. Still, even then on such a sunny day, the letter's words and tone were clear to the very last line: "You will suffer consequences." Such charmers they were! Hikari would fold the paper and tucking it away into his breast pocket within the lavender kimono. The fingers tugging tightly to his chest as he walked to the edge of the clearing to finally make it to the lap. Sapphire orbs would gaze over the scenery once before finally reaching to the door and giving it a sound tug. His heart heavy with dread that would only fill the more he swallowed deeply remembering why it was that he was here. "Bun-chan..." He whispered so lowly. "I am coming to get you." The rabbit Pokemon's visage the last time he seen it flashed through his head like lightning in a stormy night. For that instance, sunlight and fine weather did not matter. All he thought of was the image of the Pokemon covered in shades of crimson on that brown fur and her beady black eyes hardly being able to be opened. Her pelts of brown fur, brushed to perfection on days where the other Pokemon would look to her? It was beyond recognition that day he defied his mother and her associates. His Pokemon, one by one, would say their good byes with him with hopes that they would see him for a second in their lives if not to see anything else. Cruel was the fate of someone who stood up for what was justice. Each step upon the lab's polished floor brought Hikari endless questions. His eyes wondering around the humming machines and tables, as if he could be attacked at any moment. Where he would see the uniformed coat wearing researcher, he would look for eyes that match the malevolent gaze he had that particular day. He wondered if any of them were spies to watch him as he had been told that there were many to spare to keep the well taught apprentice of Tachibani Pharmaceuticals in line. The thought causing him to brush a hand against his breast pocket where the letter had been. "Buneary was in bad shape," He recalled. "They said they would heal her and send her to a lab. Pretend as if it is my first journey to wave suspicion." It was a genius, sadistic plan! Who would question a donated Pokemon that needed "love and care" and set aside for a well respected individual who traveled afar to "begin his journey?" Like an Ariados in nature, they spun the perfect lies and weaved them to make sure to get what they want: their new little pawn to move on the board and one glance of the ring made sure that a King would be there that he would have to be sacrificed for. Call him what it was: a hostage. Hikari would sigh accepting the reality, and thus a wicked game would begin with the pawn moving. "Excuse me? Is anyone available?" He would call aloud, "I-I am here to pick up a Pokemon delivered here for me. I-I was told that he or she was the...umm...best partner for me?" His voice carried to the corners of the lab as he sought for the eyes of someone who was above the rest. Someone with authority to help him begin. [attr="class","sintag"] @n/A x Six Hundred & Eighty-Four x #Hostage

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[Mod Kris]

@hikari

The Buneary was an odd delivery, all things considered. Professor Cypress had no records of anyone in her staff having authorized the delivery of the young Pokemon -- who had clearly been recovering from some ordeal but seemed familiar with humans -- to be a starter for a new trainer. In fact, the starter Pokemon were to come from those that Professor Cypress knew and trusted, such as the breeders from Gaia Island. A Buneary was not a species that she knew of from the ranches.

An odd delivery, indeed.

Furthermore, the Buneary was apparently promised to someone already. Professor Cypress wasn't one to make holds on starter Pokemon. The first Pokemon partner was extremely important to a beginning trainer and to have someone else decide on one for a trainer was absurd.

Yet, the worst part of it all? No one on her staff was telling her a damn thing about the Buneary's origins. Either the Buneary truly was a mysterious donation to the lab for a certain starting trainer -- which sounded entirely dubious -- or someone knew more than what they let on.

Of course, Professor Cypress and her staff took the utmost care of the Buneary while it was with them. The staff wouldn't dream of treating the Buneary any differently than the other Pokemon in their care.

With that said, it was somewhat of a relief when a young man in a kimono appeared in the lab one day and timidly mention that he was picking up a Pokemon that had been delivered to the lab for him. The circumstances were specific enough that they could only be in reference to the Buneary. As such, Professor Cypress paused in her work as soon as she heard the stranger's voice, wanting to be the one to see the Buneary off.

And possibly glean any other information regarding the Pokemon and the one for whom it'd supposedly be the best partner.

"Good day," Professor Cypress said, offering the stranger a warm smile. "Welcome to Greenberry Labs. I'm Professor Nia Cypress. I'm afraid I'll need some more information from you before we can release a Pokemon in your care. Your name? And to what Pokemon are you referring to?"

Even if she figured it was the Buneary, Professor Cypress wanted to be certain.

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[attr="class","sintop"] [attr="class","sinmain"] [attr="class","sinlyric"]Somebody Come [break][break] [attr="class","sinlyric2"]&Save Me [attr="class","sin"] [attr="class","sinbody"] "Oh!" World famous word slipping from his mouth as he would turn on his heel. Hikari Tachibani's blue eyes would scan from head to toe. A usual for someone like himself that was raised in a refine atmosphere. His hand cupped his mouth as if to keep another word from slipping out. Afterwards, his fingers would curl revealing his lips that were showing his best smile. It was slight and unconvincing, but even so enough to match his gentle voice. Combined with his delicate frame and walk as he approached the professor, it was as a breeze could carry off the little trainer. "Of course! Sorry." His voice a soft gale as he stopped his approach and laid his hand across his breast. "My name is Tachibani Hikari. A pleasure, Nia-sama!" His head bowed with a toss as the violet hair stayed perfectly in place. The blossoms of a hairpin keeping it as steady as a bouquet. "I-I am sorry...a-again." His eyes sliding realizing he apologized once already. It was a terrible habit, but an impulse remembering the last time he spoke out of term. "I-I am here to pick my friend, BunBun-chan. She is a Buneary that was sent here from...well...my mother." His cheek was turned to the woman as his eyes strayed. There was more of a story reflected in his deep blue eyes. However, the book closed the moment he would perk up his brow and cast his gaze back to the Pokemon Professor. His hands reaching into each sleeves to hide them. The Ofurisode kimono sagging as the fabric would hang off his arms as if a cascading array of colors and lacing. "I-Is she...well?" Hikari's voice shaky. "I-I have never been away from her for so long. I was told that...it was best to have her be transferred and have a check-up before we departed on a journey across this land." At least, that was the story he was told to tell. [attr="class","sintag"] Mod Kris x Three Hundred & Twenty-Two x #PokemonProfessor

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[Mod Kris]

@hikari

The young man was polite, at least, but his story and words just made Professor Cypress more suspicious about the Buneary's origins.

"Your mother?" That was something new about the Buneary. Professor Cypress double-checked the notes regarding the Pokemon. "Who is your mother? The Buneary was delivered without much information, I'll admit."

Clearly, the young man was on the older side as a starting trainer, at that. True, there were fewer trainers taking off on a journey at the age of ten -- it was a dangerous adventure, after all -- but if this young man was close enough to the Buneary to give it a nickname and supposedly not having been away from it for so long, why would his mother have any say in what Hikari did with his Buneary?

Or perhaps Professor Cypress was being a little too suspicious. After all, Hikari could simply have just taken the well-meaning advice of his mother to have his Pokemon prepped for a journey. Still...

"Have to say," the professor said, "I'm surprised that a lab was chosen for a... check-up, you say? Wouldn't it have been more efficient for a Pokemon doctor at a center to have done the check-up and allowed you on you way much sooner?"

While the Greenberry Labs obviously had medical equipment on-site, in true emergencies the staff tended to use the Pokemon Center by the Greenberry Woods. The lab staff was wonderful, but there was nothing like the expertise of a Pokemon doctor.

"Your Buneary is doing well, of course," Professor Cypress said, allowing a small smile. "She was a little stubborn at times, but I suppose that's to be expected at being in an unfamiliar place. Nevertheless, she got along well with most of our staff and the other Pokemon in our care."

The professor reached into the pockets of her lab coat and took out what she guessed was a familiar pokeball to Hikari. Professor Cypress paused a moment before speaking again.

"You do realize how unusual these circumstances are, yes?" she asked. "The Greenberry Labs is not in the habit of accepting strangers' Pokemon in our care nor do we place holds on starter Pokemon for others. We are not a place that can be used on a whim for deliveries, particularly for Pokemon that may not understand why they are suddenly in a new place.

"I will release your Pokemon from her pokeball," the professor continued. "We'll see how she reacts to your arrival and if she'd like to go with you."

Professor Cypress imagined that the Buneary would go with Hikari, should his story hold any truth. It would be the best-case scenario in this situation -- the unexpected Pokemon would be with her trainer and Greenberry Labs could wash their hands of the whole thing. Yet, if the Buneary hesitated or did any other action that Professor Cypress found suspicious, she would investigate much deeper into this issue.

Without further preamble, the professor released the Buneary into the room right between her and Hikari, waiting to see what the Pokemon would do.

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[attr="class","sintop"] [attr="class","sinmain"] [attr="class","sinlyric"]Somebody Come [break][break] [attr="class","sinlyric2"]&Save Me [attr="class","sin"] [attr="class","sinbody"] She was suspicious, obviously. It was well warranted. Hikari’s head would drop as if ashamed by this predicament. He recalled that not much information was given. Then again, given their business transactions or not, why else would she be so open? "W-well, yes...my mother, President of Tachibani Pharmaceuticals in Kanto.” He exclaimed, "It is strange and I-I am sorry for placing such a burden on you. B-but I am not one to argue against my mother’s logic. Bun-chan and myself are not just commoners and I cannot deny that someone may want to hurt us or barter for Bun-chan. She is precious to me...and my mother is very...as she would say, ‘particular’ about her investments." It sounded as if himself and Buneary were some sort of property when spoken, but that was because they were. In the media, the eccentric president made jokes and off hand comments about business transactions. It was done while petting or rubbing precious Pokemon and children alike as if she cared wholeheartedly. It was her biggest con of course! The truth was behind closed doors with the family that she ran with discipline just like her businesses. The sadness in Hikari’s eyes were blanketed by a sudden smile as he looked upon the Professor with blue eyes. "Ma’am, I-I do understand your suspicions and the uneasiness of the situation," He would go on to say, "But my love for Bun-chan is genuine. That takes precedence over my mother’s methods, and I went along with them in hopes to see her again. She only wanted the best care and check-up for Bun-chan, and even though a Pokemon Center would have been...adequate...she is someone who does not...well...settle. I-I am sorry if this has troubled you. I just would like to be with my friend again." He showed as much humility as possible given the situation. A strength that he had when it came to negotiation and trying to appease to a heart. It pained him how he would have to use this to ease over such coming times. The woman would relent, nonetheless, causing Hikari to feel at ease to know that she was a compassionate woman. She aired her concerns and Hikari only wished that he could ease her completely just as much as he could tell her the truth of the matter. Either way, he would have to settle for her trust to reunite him with his friend. The zip of light would come rushing from the ball as it would strike the floor. Hikari had expected it to turn into anything else, but yet, he was relieved to see the Buneary before him. The image of her form was nothing like a month ago since their separation! The patches of fur grew back beautifully it seemed. Her vigor there as she bound up once as if to spring her legs after being unleashed. But one look at her trainer, the rabbit Pokemon looked on with a gasp as if she was seeing an illusion. "B-BunBun-chan!" The young boy would gasp as he lowered his posture. He was on his knees and sitting on the hind of his legs. "I-It is okay! I-I am here!" The rabbit Pokemon was frozen in place, but not long after, sprung forth as it would bound right towards the arms of the young violet haired boy and clung to his kimono tightly. Its voice chirping in joy as Hikari would wrap his arms around her so tightly and clinch his fingertips into the bundles of fur on her head. "Yes! I-I missed you too! I-I am so sorry!" He apologized fervently with nothing to explain. "I-I am...sorry." The rabbit Pokemon had seemed to stop digging its head into the boy’s body. The next, it would push away and sweep out its little hand with a cry. It seemed genuinely upset at that moment as Hikari looked on confused. "Does she not...forgive me...or?" The Pokemon would hold out its hand. Gesturing as it would pipe a bit angrily. Hikari’s blue eyes would widen knowing what the gesture meant. Not to mention, he knew with a smile, things were back to normal...in a way. "S-sorry..." he commented, "...I-I...I have no berries at the moment! I-I forgot to bring you something sweet! I-I am so sorry!" The Pokemon’s face shown with mild irritation. Its posture became sassy as it would turn a shoulder to the boy as if he was a failed servant. It was moment like this that he believed himself to be a servant rather than a trainer to the whimsy of the rabbit Pokemon. [attr="class","sintag"] Mod Kris  x Eight Hundred & Twenty-Three x #RabbitReunion

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[Mod Kris]

@hikari

Professor Cypress wasn't much relieved with the supposed explanation from Hikari. Commoners? Was a pharmaceutical company held in such high esteem in Kanto? Perhaps she'd give Professor Oak a call and ask him about this company, see if it was as famous as the Silph Co.

That, and she wasn't thrilled with the way Hikari was speaking of himself and the Buneary as an "investment."

She actually raised an eyebrow when he mentioned the Pokemon Center and said, "While I appreciate the flattery in that she believes we would have been the better care, a Pokemon Center would have been more than adequate. In fact, with their specialized medical equipment, it would have been the best. We have the basics here to care for the multitude of Pokemon, but not doctors. We are close in touch with the Greenberry Woods Pokemon Center for a reason. You may want to pass that along to your mother.

"Your Pokemon hasn't been a trouble," Professor Cypress said slowly, "just the sitatution itself."

BunBun was released and Professor Cypress watched as the Buneary seemed to take a moment to recognize Hikari. The Pokemon then leaped forward into the appreciative young man's arms, and Professor Cypress's smile turned into a chuckle when the Buneary seemed to revert to the usual demand of a berry from her trainer. Professor Cypress took out an Oran berry from one of the nearby cabinets and passed it along to Hikari to give to the Pokemon if he wished.

"She does enjoy her sweets," the professor agreed. "We learned that early on. Here are a few other supplies that we give out to starting trainers." She gave him a packet with a couple of potions, antidotes, and some pokeballs. "They may be useful to you."

The professor paused, her mind still occupied by this odd circumstance, and said, "I wish you luck in this world. Be careful. Should you need help, we are here and only a phone call away on a PC."