An Empath's Pokémon Journey… Chapter 5
…Examination Exasperation!
As the Nurse walked in, I could not help but notice her hair. It was bright pink, waist length, and braided together.
(Gods, she must have a LOT of time on her hands to be able to dye and braid all that hair, without receiving tons of split ends…) I thought.
"Hello there! My name is Nurse Joy, and I'll be your examiner today! Now, who am I examining?"
She spoke with a calming tone, one which I associated with a loving mother. I could tell she loved what she did, and that she was kind, caring and compassionate. As she spoke, I could literally FEEL my fears melt away.
It was right then that I noticed that Razyr had stopped shaking, and that he had peeped his head out from behind my leg.
"Oh, so it's you! It's very nice to meet you, little one. Would you like to come here for a moment?" she asked in a sweet voice.
Razyr stepped out from his hidey spot behind my leg, and took a few tentative steps forward, still looking a little shy.
"What's the little one's name, sir?" she asked, turning towards me.
"Razyr is his name, but I didn't name him." I replied in an even tone, not betraying my exhaustion. After all this was over, I would REALLY need some sleep.
"Who did name him, his previous owner or the breeder?" She queried.
Now I KNEW I was caught. I forgot to mention something to you guys…I can't lie. Not that lying makes me feel awful. Not that I despise lying. I physically CANNOT lie. The moment I think about telling a lie, my voice will refuse to work. As a result, I have developed my ability to twist around the truth to legendary proportions. But if I am asked a direct question I must answer honestly.
I cleared my throat.
"Umm… He did."
"Who is He?"
"Razyr."
"So… your Pokémon told you his name?"
"Yes."
"Have you been feeling well?"
"Perfectly fine."
"No Fever?"
"Nope."
"Hallucinations? Delusions?"
"Not as far as I know of."
"Any history of insanity in your family?" She pressed.
"Is there a point to this interrogation?"
She sighed.
"Yes, yes there is. NORMAL people don't hear voices when animals talk to them."
"Well, whoever became successful by being normal?" I replied.
She was starting to annoy me with all of these questions. I noticed that the lights were beginning to flicker slightly.
"Whoever accomplished anything locked up in a mental ward?" she retorted.
"Are you calling me crazy?" I asked in a deathly quiet voice.
As I spoke the last word, the lights went out completely, plunging us into semi-darkness. I called it semi-darkness because as soon as the lights went out, the symbols on my arms begin glowing. I could literally FEEL the electricity in the air. I backed up against the wall, and accidentally touched the metal defibrillator pads. I jumped as a bolt of plasma left my hands and blasted through the machine, frying it.
"Good Arceus ALMIGHTY! What in the name of all that is holy, or wholly unholy was that?" yelped Joy.
I winced.
"Yeah, I have a few… shall we say… ABILITIES, that I do NOT want to be made public. One of them is the ability to speak to Pokémon, the other, well… it kind of speaks for itself." I explained, motioning to the now-smoking defibrillator.
As expected, she stared at me in shock.
"Yeah, I know. The police force in Pallet town had the same reaction," I sighed. "But now that you know that, can we PLEASE get this exam over with? I'm feeling very tired, and I would REALLY like some sleep, before I pass out…" I continued, wearily.
She nodded, and motioned for Razyr to follow her to a clear panel on the floor. Razyr stepped on it, and she walked over to a computer.
"One moment, please."
She began typing with expertise the like of which I have never seen before, fingers flying over the keys in a blur. The floor tile lit up with a red and white flashing light, which soon focused under my friend.
"Okay, he is slightly on the larger size for a Riolu; taller, and more muscular. He has been travelling for a good quarter of his lifespan, if his paws are any indication, and he needs more seeds in his diet. A bath would also help." She finished.
"You got all that in a few seconds?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yup, I can also tell that you ought to comb his fur thoroughly… it's getting rather snarly in the back." she replied.
"Thanks… Now, do I need to pay you, or should I pay the aide up front?" I replied, voice cracking slightly out of tiredness.
"I can take the money up front if you need me to. You look dead on your feet, now that I notice… and you also need a haircut."
"Okay, now which way is our room?" I asked, slurring my words.
"Umm," She hesitated, slightly alarmed at my sudden lack of energy.
"Never mind…here is good," I tilted to the side as I spoke, right before I collapsed out of sheer exhaustion.