Dearest apologies [KYRIE]

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg let out a sigh as he sat on one of the couches in the infirmary. He had decided to follow Kyrie along to the infirmary to get her pokemon (and probably her nose) checked. He had promptly sat his arse down, and begun to think of ways to apologize. Of course Hoare was going to scare her, bloody hell, he had caused the destruction of a library while following the poor girl, of course she would be at the very least slightly traumatized. He folded his arms, thinking of things he could say. Sorry would not be enough. He did not usually enjoy worming or just asking for apologies, but this time he had royally messed up.

[Kyrie Vyler]

After much side gawking and owing from some onlookers, the duo had finally reached the infirmary. Kyrie held a pool of her own blood in her hands as she raced to the nearest sink to wash the blood off. She was pretty sure that she had left a wonderful little red trail behind her and not to mention her uniform jacket's sleeves were completely drenched. Of course one couldn't really see the red against the black which was a good thing when she had to return to her dorm and washed the stupid thing out. The more gawking she'd have to suffer if the red was noticeable. Well the good thing out of all of this was that her nose wasn't broken, severely bruised but not broken. Mammon who had been following the students had jumped up on the counter next to the sink, eyeing his trainer worriedly, even pawing at an idle hand to check if she was okay. The girl managed a smile at the psychic type before reaching into her pockets for her pokemon. Gingerly she placed the battled creatures on the counter, "Go heal."

The espeon nodded, using his psychic power to pick up the balls and walk off with them in what was hopefully the direction of the restoration machine. "Do you... see the nurse? I don't know how to stop this." Kyrie called between splashing her face and trying to raise it (which did not work so her face went back into the sink). She didn't realize he felt guilty for the incident and thus didn't actually blame him, more like she thought of it as 'just happening' and much preferred to get a bandage or some compression of her sore face. Though when she did try to pinch the upper part of her nose, the girl squeaked in pain. That wasn't happening...

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked. Shit, he just noticed that there WAS no nurse nearby at the moment. Maybe he or she was somewhere else? "Nope. Give me a moment, I'll get you some paper." He then rose from the couch, hurrying off to find any paper at all. He finally found some, grabbing it as he then hurried back, holding it out to the girl. "Just wash your face and stuff that against your nose and keep your head up. Maybe sit until you feel like it won't flow again." Oleg looked rather worried, raising his eyeglasses slightly as he let out a sigh.

[Kyrie Vyler]

There was no nurse? In the infirmary there was no nurse... That was rather odd although Kyrie did guess that the staff had more important things to deals with than sit around in their designated areas all day, waiting for an idiot girl to run into a wall and get a nose bleed. It sounded quite ridiculous like that that. Kyrie waited, poised over the sink as Oleg went to find paper - Mammon returned first with her healed up pokemon (hopefully healed up), placing them in her pockets once more before taking his spot on the counter next to her. It wasn't too long of a wait when a some tissue was found. Kyrie obeyed, washing her face as best she could before taking the paper and shoving it up her nose, which hurt horribly mind you. A little hiss of pain escaped her, sliding down to the floor to seat herself and use the board behind her as a head rest for when she had to look up. Both hands covered her face to hide the protruding paper as she managed a, "Thank you very much."

Mammon jumped down, going to rest on her folded legs like the pampered cat he was. His tail flicking this way and that, with a perfectly content look on his face. Much different than when they were in the library or on the battlefield. Now he was like a purring statue.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg proceeded to thump himself down next to Kyrie. Sure, he could probably have sat onto a couch, but eh, he felt like sitting there next to her, maybe calm her a bit. He then looked around slightly, grabbing Hoares ball as he plonked it down infront of himself and the girl. "Hoare's in that ball. I feel like we should... Try, to atleast, get your fear out of you so you do not run around like a headless chicken when you see a nosepass. I know it's a bit of a mean thing to say, considering I was the one who used him in the battle when I knew you already had some... History, with him."

He looked around awkwardly. This was not going on as well as it did. He was surprisingly nervous and he probably sounded like a nervous wreck. Hell, he just wanted to fix his mistake, dammit.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Amazingly Kyrie didn't shy away from her accompaniment when he sat down next to her, more or less focusing on her nose and slight dizziness instead. She was perfectly fine until he mentioned... the rock from hell. No, he he didn't just mention it, he placed the creature's ball right in front of her. Already her paled features were going ghostly white as she stared down at the ball. She looked between him and the evil contraption that held the evil pokemon, then looking straight at him with a 'are you freakin' mad?!' look on her face. She had even gone far enough to pick up her espeon and hug him to her chest, completely forgetting about the two tears of tissue sticking out of her nose.

She was perfectly fine with never seeing that humming creature again, heck she would've gladly blinded and deafened herself if it meant she didn't have to know of it's presence anymore. And that was a huge sacrifice considering just how much she loved her eyes and ears. No more music, no more games, just some awkward brill reading for life. She would've done it too if didn't know that it would hurt like sin to do so.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Listen, listen. I mean no bad with it, and Hoare won't hurt you. I'll make sure of that. I just thought... Maybe get the fear out of you and..." Oleg sighed his head faceplanting against his knees as he let out a grunt. He just stayed there for a moment, sighing as he took the ball back. "Sorry, sorry. But I just wanted to help. I mean, I caused that nosebleed, I caused that library accident by not keeping him in check and I just wanted to Arceus damn help!" He threw his hands to the air, seemingly breaking down for a moment, speaking in a louder tone that indicated frustration.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Well this was getting awkward rather quickly. Scary and awkward. Kyrie was still looking at the guy like a puppy who had just been kicked. Of course with her apparent fear and it being his pokemon, it was no wonder he felt guilty even if she hadn't actually noticed that part. She did notice how he was becoming more frustrated, which led her to shoving her face into Mammon's chest out of pure shyness. "Ah, no... I'm sorry. I shouldn't be like this after one encounter..." The girl murmured, hiding her face against her espeon's velvet fur.

Mammon however was not so apologetic. In fact, he was giving the Bolt Dorm member one heck of a glare and some... shiny eyed threats. He didn't make a sound, nor did he do more than look but still he managed to have this aura of pressure around his body. It was just a warning at the moment, with him being as over protective as he was, but a warning nonetheless.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg sighed, leading onto a few minutes of awkward silence. He noticed how the espeon had gotten rather hostile looking, grunting as he then looked around. "Well... I'll just... Take out my PGS (portable gaming system) while we wait for your nose to get better." He then reached for his pocket, taking out the device as he then booted it up, placing the volume onto low as he then begun to play. The game seemed to involve a swordsman adventuring with pokemon, trying to save them from a mysterious villain. He still felt rather awkward and guilty, but the PGS helped him ease himself a bit, his frustration slowly growing away.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie was still hiding her face when Oleg seemed to have given up on her, instead pulling out a handheld. Instantly the girl took her face away from the espeon, thankfully leaving no nasty red marks on his relatively pretty fur. It was perhaps only a second she looked at the screen before the girl had literally dropped her pokemon and clung to his arm staring at the game. She was pretty sure she had a game similar to that, though she'd have to dig through several pockets to actually figure that one out. Still, out of morbid curiosity Kyrie couldn't help but ask, "Which game is that? I think I have one that's similar."

Mammon on the other hand was not happy that his beloved trainer had just ditched him for a screen. A screen being held by the very guy who was trying to scare the very life from her no less! His eyes narrowed as his tail flicked from side to side, showing his agitation before climbing up her back till he was practically on her head. Alas, Kyrie ignored him. Frustrated the cat-like pokemon began to glare at Oleg while resting his head atop of his trainer's.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked as the girl went from a shy silent girl to clinging onto his arm as she stared at the game. He then tapped his chin for a moment before answering. "I believe it's Dungeon Rescue. A pokemon get's flung into the human world and get's turned into a human, but he can still only talk to the pokemon of the world, and he sets out with them to find out what's going on. Sound familiar?" He had to admit it, he too was gaining interest in this. He had no idea she played at all, but hell, atleast there was one connecting factor that would make this a bit less awkward. He noticed the Espeon being even more agitated, but he simply decided to ignore it.

[Kyrie Vyler]

The girl's eyes practically lit up, no her entire face was lit up. Games! Now this she knew. Hearing the description, Kyrie nodded quickly. She did have that game! In fact she had several different versions of that game, one of which was on her person. Letting go, Kyrie began to shuffle through her pockets, tossing out candies poke`balls, wrappers, more candy, until she found the game card. One hand held her game while the other searched another pocket for her system, pulling it out with quick efficiency. A little movement here, a quick stuffing of a different game there, and bam - the girl had turned on her own system, facing it toward him to show that she had the different version of the same game. A bright smile was on her face the whole time. Finally, someone who could geek out with her!

Through that whole ordeal, Mammon was thrown off her head, now sitting covered in a mess of candy, wrappers, and poke`balls. The espeon looked rather irritated, a little hint of sadness in his eye; but mostly irritated. Still he wouldn't give up! Mammon gathered up the candies, placing them into one pile, the poke`balls into another; then ending by picking up the empty wrappers to toss them away. Later he would get praised for this, later. For now he just had to bear with it. Bear with this madness.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg's eyes lighted up slightly, growing a grin as he then reached out to his pocket, raising a game card, revealing that he too had both versions of the game. "Oh, I just have my main save on this one." He grinned, chuckling slightly as he returned to playing. "So, how far are you? I started replaying this a few days ago when I arrived to the academy... Of course, I have already achieved the end of the main story, and started finishing the sidequests." He smirked slightly. Oh hell to the yes, he found that one common thing. That one common thing both enjoyed too!

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie's smile didn't disappear as she started up her own game, watching her screen go through it's usual introductions before forcing it to the main menu. "You too then? My main file is on my other game but I've managed to finish the story on this one." she said proudly, "I started this one back home but never go to finishing it until I got here." Her eyes were practically glowing with excitement now, something that no else would probably ever see in their life times. Ever. Unless they had games too. Then maybe if they were lucky they'd see her 'happy face'. "I've been trying to recruit the area boss at the underground maze but every time I beat he won't join me." The girl continued, her passion for gaming making her into a little chatterbird.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Ach, I hate that maze. I've got a rather crappy team for that, and I just can't be arsed to try and train other team mates to get to him. I do have that one use special item that lets you recruit any boss if you defeat him, but I just can't get to him." Oleg tapped his chin for a moment. "Say, we could do wonder trade? You can have my special use item if you'll give me one of your team mate's recruit code. That should help me get to the boss, and You can recruit said boss!" Oleg had grown a massive grin by now. He was surprisingly happy like this.