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[theylookedaway]

[Red scowls, avoiding the unasked question he's not even sure he's really hearing. Instead, he points insistently at the Lemonade.

Drink it.]

[pokerival]

[ Know who is a stubborn git too?? ]

Answer me first, then I will.

[theylookedaway]

[Red tilts his head to the side, the same scowl still on his face. He tries to hide building anxiousness, his pulse beginning to quicken beneath his skin. Red's not exactly sure just what Green is asking him to do, but he doesn't feel capable of talking after that horrible ordeal catching Mewtwo.]

[pokerival]

[ Know who else can sit there and scowl? Green. Except there's a tiredness underneath that look, and it's hard to keep it straight.

But he will, for a while. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red's tired, and hasn't slept well, so it's actually an effort to keep his eyes locked with Green and scowling for the duration. He finally breaks the stare, and yawns, once, into his hand. When he finishes, he points irritatedly at the Lemonade in Green's hand again. He can't really explain or ask Green to clarify what he wants, and frankly Red doesn't care what it is Green wants. Just please drink it so he can leave...]

[pokerival]

[ That's about as much as Green can handle. Red's too infuriating to be dealing with in a staring contest, and he rolls his eyes as he looks away over to the Machamp who stands watching him. Just he and Jolteon were out now.

Which meant there was no reason for him to stick here, was there. ]

Fine. Whatever. You keep being Mister Oddball. [ He manages to wave the hand he holds the bottle in towards Red's direction, before speaking to Machamp. ] Machamp, help me up. Let's get out of this dump.

[ Jolteon stands up onto his feet, giving a low whine of concern to his trainer. Machamp isn't entirely sure himself of how to handle helping his trainer, but he complies, one hand holding onto the bag and his others extending out, Green dropping the bottle so he can hold up the hand freely for Machamp to take.

He has to grit his teeth, when being picked up onto his feet isn't as simple as it should be. But simple would be him not being hurt at all, and it's not balance that keeps him barely on his feet but the fact that Machamp's body is in the way. He hisses when his side is touched, Machamp making a low sound in response, to which Green says breathlessly- ] Don't worry about it.

[theylookedaway]

[Red tenses when he sees Green begin to stand without taking the medicine first. Frozen, he stares up watching the other boy a few more moments only to start when Green drops the bottle loudly with callous indifference that's too calculated to be real. Green's willing to hurt himself, really hurt himself, just to spite Red.]

...! [When he hears Green hiss out in pain, Red opens his mouth and tries to tell him to stop it, to do what he says. But nothing comes out; he's too paralyzed to make a sound. He hates this. He hates Green. He hates all of them he hates how it never made a difference when he tries to help and Red doesn't even notice through his furious trembling that Pikachu is buzzing at him again, looking scared at the terrible blank expression on his face.]

[pokerival]

[ He hesitates at the sound of Pikachu, but he doesn't try looking - not right away, not in the position he's in. It's probably because of Red anyway. Most definitely, more like. Annoying Red. Was he always like this? Or he was just peeved off about him for some reason and decided being annoying and irritating was just the right way to get him back.

But Green finally looks, once turned around (helped by Machamp), and he tries figuring out what that expression even is, but he can't. The fingers of his hand on Machamp's arm curl. ]

What are you doing? Stand up and let's get out of here. Get up!

[theylookedaway]

[Red actually flinches at the sound of Green's voice, recognizing nothing familiar in the words but accusation, anger. Red's heart skips a beat and his breath hitches, hate rising in his throat like bile. Stop it, he thinks with a sudden rush of dizziness, stop looking at him. Stop. Leave him alone. Get out.

He has to get out of here.

Scooping up Pikachu in one arm without thinking and his bag's strap in the other, Red half-jumps and half staggers to his feet, already trying to move. He stumbles, unsteady and trying to put distance between them before he even balances. He nearly trips and doesn't seem to notice, getting upright with one shaking leg giving way to another until he's walking. He can't stand it. He has to be alone, be somewhere, the other one's shouting still and Red hates him for it because is he stupid doesn't he know he has to shut up and be quiet–]

[pokerival]

[ He absolutely does not know.

Though he doesn't say anything more, instead watching Red stumble over his own feet, bemused by the sight. He didn't look hurt, not from what Green had seen, and Red hadn't let on anything about it when he asked.

It's not like he can help anyway. Green tries taking a step for himself with little success, fortunately having Machamp there to catch him again before he can fall over. With that, Machamp decides to take things into its own hands and, with a sound of apology for pain that comes, lifts Green up into its hold, positioning him as comfortably at it can.

Any other time it would be embarrassing, but Green can't argue. He's tired, his head hurts, and getting mad at Red has done little to help any of that. Jolteon trots at Machamp's side as the pokémon begins to walk, following actually in Red's direction -- and unlike Jolteon, who had reacted negatively in conversing with the other trainer, Machamp holds more worry over the boy. Machamp calls out to the boy, attempting to get his attention. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red hears the pokémon's cry behind him, a warning sound. Instinctively he whips his head around to look at the surrounding area, so quickly that he hears something in his neck snap. He's searching for a place to hide, to regroup, or at least a solid structure he can get his back against in case there's more of them. No such luck.

Running won't work (he's a trainer, he can't run away from a battle–), so without giving the matter further thought Red spins on his heel so he's facing Green and his team head-on. One of Red's hands is already at his belt, body seeming to move of its own accord. His lips draw back in a grimace that bares his teeth, feral like an animal's.

There's no friendliness or recognition in his eyes at all, when he looks at Green.]

[pokerival]

[ Machamp stops, brief confusion on his face followed by a low growl (submissive, weak, lacking the tone of warning or hostility) before shaking his head. He doesn't want a fight, and he takes a step back to try and help show this.

Green, on the other hand, looks at the other trainer like he's crazy -- as much as he can, anyway, for a boy half-dazed and with only so much of a head to show with it leaning on his pokémon. ]

What d'you think you're doing...? [ He draws his head away from Machamp, grimacing, but trying to throw a dirty look at Red through it. ] You gonna attack me?

[theylookedaway]

[Red doesn't move, and his expression doesn't change. The only indication he's even aware of Green speaking is his hand gripping the pokéball at his belt trembles, frozen waiting. As if sensing his peril, Pikachu hops down from Red's elbow and stands in front of its trainer protectively, crouched low and buzzing a warning. If Green doesn't make the first move, it'll probably blow over.]

[pokerival]

[ Machamp doesn't move, and Green's too taken aback to know what to do about Red. guy please stop being weird??? And that rat better not start attacking them... ]

[theylookedaway]

[After a moment where it becomes clear neither trainer is instigating a battle, Red returns to himself enough to resize what's going on. With a hitched breath, he wordlessly summons Pikachu to his side with a frantic hand movement, and turns tail again, moving toward the exit of the cave as fast as his stumbling legs can carry him.

He doesn't want to deal with this. He did what he came here to do; he doesn't want to face the disbelief and anger in Green's eyes on top of everything else...]

[pokerival]

[ Maybe he should care more about which direction Red will end up going next, but beyond getting out of the cave himself with his pokémon, it's only the question of how to get across the water that comes to Green's mind.

-- but they're not the only ones on that side of the land, with the guard of the cave expressing concern and questions for them both when he spots them, reaching soon after for his walkie talkie on the front of his clothing. Look like they might need some help over here. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red's hardly paying attention to the guard at all, fidgeting and glancing everywhere else while the man speaks in authoritative through he radio. Red's got an air about him as though physically standing still like this is near intolerable. He doesn't pay attention to Green, either; simply holding Pikachu a little too close to his chest looking for all the world like any other lost kid caught trespassing in a place where he doesn't belong. Except he's actually the one of them with clearance, and could probably get them both out of this if he thought to flash the guy the title on his Trainer ID.]

[pokerival]

[ The faces of the two most youngest Champions of Kanto are hardly an unknown sight, and it's not about a simple case of trespassing the man is calling up about over his radio but to get some medical attention.

Green huffs, glimpsing Red's way once but then being soured by the sight, and eventually gets Machamp to let him down (with plenty of help), still needing to lean against the pokémon for support.

And once the man is done, he motions over to the boat sitting at the edge, saying that there'll be someone to check them out and they'll get any of their pokémon seen to if they need it. Green doesn't make a fuss, not in any position to, and he lets Machamp guide him wobbling over to the boat.

As for Red? ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red's so spaced out he hardly notices the man beckoning until the last minute—at the sensation of a concerned hand being rested on his shoulder, Red flips out, jumping back like he's been struck and glaring hard. The guard is taken aback, but gestures to the boat, telling Red he thinks he needs to get checked out.

Red's ears burn in shame, and he considers refusing. But he doesn't want this to look any worse than it already does. So, he curls a hand around Blastoise's pokéball at his belt (just in case), and warily steps onto the boat. He sits as far back against the hull as he is physically able, watching Green and the captain, (again) just in case.]

[pokerival]

[ After the question of whether the pokémon would be okay out of his pokéball was answered positively, Machamp stays seated at Green's side. The engine roars into life and hums a vibration through the boat once the guard's in seat and ready to take them back to the city.

And unless Red's got anything to say, he gets nothing but a near glance in his direction, one that Green doesn't even move his head for. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red has nothing to say to his rival. Nothing at all.

Left alone by Green, he'll merely sit with Pikachu in his arms and wear the same expression like he's about to be ill for the entirety of the boat ride. Warily, Red keeps an eye on the other two passengers as they go, resisting the urge to simply pass out no matter how tired he is. Pikachu's focus is on Machamp, but it doesn't growl or bristle its fur again.]

[pokerival]

[ Machamp has no hostility as Jolteon did, more calm in appearance and expressing no ill towards Pikachu, to who it looks to at some times.

The boat ride isn't a long one, and there's an adult waiting when the engines die down, box in their hand. The driver gets out first to offer a hand to them, but it's mostly Machamp that ends up helping out Green, and the newer individual ends up inspecting him over first, with the driver expressing questions once more to Red about his condition. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red stubbornly shakes his head in response to all questions directed his way, insisting he's fine with a wave of his hand. He ducks away from any proffered help getting off the boat and stumbles to shore himself with Pikachu in tow. Once he's on land again, he gives both adults a patient, hollow-eyed stare, waiting mutely as they simply trail off and finally stop asking, seeming at a loss for words.

The adults look to Green, then, as if asking for confirmation that Red's actually all right like he wants them to think. He's obviously uninjured but something about his demeanor is a little unsettling for an eleven-year-old.]

[pokerival]

He's alive. [ It might not be all that helpful an answer, but the rough response is the only one he's got for the hassle Red is proving himself to be.

The people explain themselves anyway - they'll take them to a hospital, and they can get their pokémon checked out as well. Just to make sure that everything is fine with the both of them.

They can only hope that Red will listen or even follow, but they can't tell by the way he stands so silently. But they clearly have one injured kid, and who knows the state of their pokémon. ]

[theylookedaway]

[Red listens to the adults' lengthy explanation, or forces himself to listen. He's half-grimacing at the thought of riding anywhere with two strangers and his rival, let alone a hospital filled with unknown people trained to see him in a vulnerable state. It's about as appealing a prospect as pulling teeth, but Red doesn't miss the odd looks the two adults have been giving him—it's no good for Red to act strangely, in a way that people would remember him for even more than they already notice him as Champion.

Red smooths his features to a blank expression and nods once to denote his acquiescence to go along. He wants to make sure Green gets treatment if nothing else, and it's not fair to make his own pokémon Fly him to a Pokémon Center for treatment when they're already fainted. Red still has other business to take care of after this, naturally, but the pokémon on his team come first.

He just has to make himself stay awake the whole time and he'll be fine.]