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Jacques, Woe isn't an infected otherwise would you see any bandages on him because of his obvious wounds. Besides right now we don't need to kill each other and cause us to be weaken enough for any possible infected to come by and attack us. I need to get this cut clean. Buck, can you help me get this clean before anymore blood flows from the wound please?" said the Liepard.
Woe heard her speak but instantly became scared once more. The thoughts of how he could possibly get killed drowned out what the others were saying. He dropped the Nidorino, or Jacques, and he quickly ran out of the room. It didn't seem like it was out of fear though. To Woe, that spiked Pokemon had a plan going on.
"Buck, can you help me get this clean before anymore blood flows from the wound please?" asked the Liepard once again.
Woe turned to once again see the cut on her leg that was caused because of her. The weasel, now known as Buck, breathed mist and a small coating of ice covered the cut. Woe knew it wouldn't stay like that for long, but she needed help. And Buck was the only Pokemon currently here with arms. Well, two arms at least.
Then it hit Woe. His good arm had a thick layer of bandages on it. He could use those to help his new friend. Sure it would put his other arm in a possibility to be lost, but Woe was willing to take that chance.
Using his Psychic, he levitated a sharp piece of glass towards him. At the same time, he slowly unraveled part of his bandages but then cut it at a reasonable length. Woe then floated over to the injured Liepard and placed the crack in his head close to the ice. The small flames managed to melt some of the ice, but the bleeding continued once the covering was gone. Still using Psychic, he wrapped the bandage around the fresh cut on her leg, wrapping it tightly. Once he finished, Woe floated over to the front of the Liepard. The beauty of a Liepard usually is meant to deceive, but it infatuated Woe. He knew he would never have such a beautiful creature as a love, since he did not have the same egg type or he was worthy of her. But, Woe fell in love nonetheless.Wow...she's beautiful...
"Ar-Are you alright...?" asked Woe. His voice seemed to be more at ease. "I never really g-got your n-name..."
"Y-You're - what're you - GET OUT OF HERE!"
Woe turned to see Buck looking at an infected bird Pokemon. He was only familiar of Unova Pokemon but he didn't care. With his ability or not, he could tell that bird was an undead. Woe wanted to hide, but last time his dear friend got hurt. He had no idea what to do.
((OoC: Thanatos, sorry if I make your guy look bad. It's just in stories like this, I write as if I'm the character. And sometimes I get carried away. Right now, I'm scared to death about everything. I always try my best to get my characters right.
SapphireSilve: Sorry to put you in this situation. I just thought putting Woe in love would make it interesting to see how he behaves despite his normal behavior...))