The sight of Cici staggering like a puppet with her strings cut should have alarmed Olivie, but the pain that flooded her dulled her perception.  At the very least, she knew, the Sylveon wasn't stringing the other girl along any longer.  Even knowing that she should be relieved that the situation didn't demand a real fight, Olivie still couldn't muster up the strength.  Beside her, her Nidoran stared at her with wide, confused eyes.  Bernard's Pokemon seemed less sympathetic, and instead scanned the forest for any lurking threats.  While Cici started to speak, dazed and confused, Olivie coughed out a spurt of noxious purple bubbles.  The questions of the person she helped to rescue didn't reach her, and when Cici attempted to take action, her own affliction put her down just as quickly.  Neither could retake command of their senses, but whereas Cici's condition got better moment by moment, Olivie's grew worse.

Lo and behold, a dashing hero appeared on the scene in a show of luck fit for fairy tales.  He examined both girls as he jogged up, noting their less than optimal health.  Helpfully, he asked the two what happened, and when Olivie tried to croak out a plea for help, only another discharge of poison bubbles came out.  Her legs slid out from under her and she fell onto her hands, arms shaking wildly.  No doubt confused by the lack of answer, Cici asked her what happened as well, and Olivie didn't even try to respond.  Second by second, her life trickled away; her ace in the hole against the fairies' curse had become her own countdown.

All the while, Painkiller stood by, still as a statue.  The steely stolidness of the Bisharp, combined with the cold look in his eyes, suggested that his loyalty went as far as his true trainer commanded.  Scylla the Tentacruel, meanwhile, watched Olivie curiously.  She knew but could not, of course, say that a move like Heal Bell or Aromatherapy could cure Olivie of poison.  Failing that, an Antidote would suffice.  All three were measures taken by past opponents against her poisons in the past, so the curious and calculating jellyfish remembered them well.  Regardless, the call to action lay on the present humans.  If they couldn't cure the brunette or get her to a clinic in time, the results would be dire.

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[b]Current Location:[/b] Feyhollow Forest Depths
[b]TP:[/b] 35 + 1 = 36
[b]CP:[/b] 18+ 1 = 19

[b]Interaction:[/b]
[@LuckyBlackCat]'s Cecilia Taylor (The Resonant Raven-haired Roamer)
[@Zarkun]'s Tommy Oliver (The Trumpet-playing Easygoer Extraordinaire)

[b]Pokemon:[/b]
Buck the Bidoof – lvl 3  –  healthy, winded
Gespenst the Cacnea – lvl 4  –  healthy, winded
Verrine the Karrablast – lvl 3 – healthy
Nidoran♂ - lvl 1 - conscious
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