4.5th blade [Action; FOURTH WALL EVENT]

[stitchedupbodyguard]

[The first change Veronica noticed was in her hands, specifically the tips of her fingers. The needles; the ones that injected the paralyzing poison that also fought regenerative effects. They were back, sticking out of the tips of her scarred fingers just enough to be noticeable if you were looking right at them.

Everything was back. Her eyes were seeing in infrared again, her muscles were already feeling stronger. The urge to just... jump up and down with joy was not one Veronica felt before, but dammit all if she wasn't excited about this.

She had to get out.

Everything seemed brighter somehow, as she walked down paths and streets, feeling what little snow there currently was crunching underneath her boots. It wasn't that cold, she had her cloak on. She didn't care about it anyways, she was too happy about this.

She wanted to do so much. Breathe fire, jump off a building and land unharmed, fight with any foe and come out on top.

But, for now, she'd settle for slicing through the trees that dotted the random routes like they were butter with the multiple swords the poked out from under her cloak. She'd also even do a little training with her Pokemon. Sword fighting with her Honedge, some hand-to-hand combat with Greninja. They seemed just as happy to see Veronica in such high spirits.

There was also an urge, almost overwhelming, to fight someone. She missed doing that, and there was no way that she'd let this moment go to waste.]

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[stitchedupbodyguard]

Veronica's gaze briefly went to Alice's Poochyena. She's seen many Pokemon before that always tried to help their trainers. It was the sort of bond that always surprised her a little.

"Well, some people don't train Pokemon at all and do other things. If you wanted to, you could become a Pokemon breeder. Their jobs are pretty easy."

[darker_alice]

Alice's interest was peaked. Granted, she saw no real reason to NOT train Pokemon, if this was what the world required, but what would one do after that? Was there any adversity in this world, or was it merely a way to fight Pokemon and simply exist throughout the day?

Her Poochyena rubbed awkwardly against her, so she at least knew he understood she was accepting the strangeness of this world.

"They just...allow Pokemon to procreate, I imagine."

[stitchedupbodyguard]

"...I don't actually know how they do it, actually." Another, long shrug from her. "Apparently, all Pokemon come in... eggs, no matter what they are."

[darker_alice]

"Eggs?" Now Alice looked dubious. "I suppose someone would have to look into such things. Sound like a bit of hassle to me."