Vix -- Friends, New and Old
With Vix's offer, the sorrowful water mouse seemed to perk up a bit, perhaps even a little too jubilant. After all, she was free from the clutches of a bull, and with nothing more than the open road behind in front of her.
Excitedly, the girl nodded just in time for Jaden to exhaustedly crash through the edges of the conversation. Blearily, he introduced himself shortly after he mentioned having Vix put him inside a Pokeball. Which was a silly notion, true, but such a thing would likely result in the concussion or two of Viridian's finest.
That's what happened last time, or so one was told.
Nodding as she dug around in one of Jaden's coat pockets and extracted a Pokeball, the Fox glanced back to the Mouse.
"You know the drill, sadly. While we travel a bit, think of a nick name for yourself! Here here." Gently, she would tap the Ball's capsule button to the little girl's nose, in a flash of blue light, she would be drawn into it. A deft snap announced her capture, and Vix handed the ball back to her exhausted trainer.
"Jaden, here. Take it, it's your first capture." Vix quipped with a brilliant smile. Only to look over ger shoulder to see the Skorupi she had burnt. While she wasn't looking, apparently her master had tried to recruit the bug as well!
Nidding as she dug out a second Pokeball, Vix did the necessary work and soon before long she was handing not one, but two pokeballs to her wounded master.
"The fruits of your toils, master." she began with, leaving the two Pokeballs in his care as she went and retrieved the sopping wet Kimono and Sash. Tossing each over a branch so that they could air dry, the little Fox sat with just her chest wrappings and silk pants in beside her master, who still lay collapsed on the ground.
"What am I going to do with you, hm?" she giggled a little to herself. "A few bruises and you're out for the day I suppose. How about this, instead?"
Instead of forcing him to stand, Vix reached over towards his backpack and instead extracted the tent from his bag, alongside his sleeping bag. Unraveling tue bag so that it lay flat, Vix went through some effort to roll her Master upon it, and then zip it closed around him.
The tent took a few minutes longer than she would like however, as she relied upon poorly pictured instructions. A few grumbled curses here, and being tangled up occasionally in the support strings there, but eventually she would have the tent erected with Jaden comfortably and safely beneath it.
Then she herself would crawl inside, and curl up lazily next to her sleeping master. Stretching and yawning as she did so, the extra warmth she brought would hopefully enable him to sleep more soundly and recover more quickly as she snuggled up closely to him, resting her head upon his shoulder.
Someone had to take care of him after that reckless beating afternall. And might as well be her! Despite that however, she would not rest, with her ears sharply attuned to the outside world, wary of any possible threats.
