PMD: The delinquent who can't remember his crime. ~ By Heartford

Celebration(From laments point of view) Part 1- critical condition

        My arm hurts, even more when I try to move it. The pain went from shoulder to 'fingertips', in waves of two-second intervals. Something was keeping me from moving it. I began to open my eyes, they struggled to adjust, as someone was shining a light in them. Gradually, They adjusted just enough to allow me to decipher and remember the person leaning over me. It was Autumn, tsunder, bipolar, Autumn. 

        While My eyes followed the light, her other hand felt under my chin, she followed that by snapping her fingers near my right ear and my left ear. They twitched individually and I blinked. She then put away the light and took out a stethoscope. 

"Take a deep breath." She said indifferently, like this was something she did everyday. She placed it on my chest and listened. I began to take a single breath so deep that my chest puffed out and my back arched inward. Unfortunately, it was cut short due to a searing irritation in my now distended chest, that thrashed inward when I coughed. This cough began a fit of painful coughs ending in a sprinkle of tiny blood droplets that came up my throat. Autumn lurched back as a response, this was followed by both her hands beginning to emanate a pink, hazy glow that rose up from them like smoke.  She began rubbing them on my chest in small circles. It felt cold.

"Gutsy and stupid." She has never had anything good to say about me. "That's a human for you. Coming up with the most sketchy, premature plans that 'just might work'." I flinched, as a short stinging pain inside me came and went. The pain was like the internal wounds forcefully began to close up. 

"I had to do something..." Another pain struck me as i gazed on my arm, wrapped up in a plaster cast, " I was going to lose!" My throat burned as I tried to raise my voice. 

She let out a long sigh,

"You were losing from the start. Solyk gave me a very vivid description from his view of the fight. Now I'll be honest, that idea you had, was pretty effective. Sadly it won't work a second time. Furthermore," she is now only using one hand," Solyk, even while being the happy-go-lucky kid he is, coupled with his irksome singing," she pinches the bridge of her nose, " ironically, takes his job very seriously when it comes down to battle. I say that to ask. Has he taught you about the different types of moves yet?"

"You mean like, fire type and grass type." I say, tilting my head.

"No." She face-palms with her free hand, "I feel I should just get to the point. Some moves require you to charge for a period, before use. Others can be used on the spot, but uses so much energy, that you must recharge after-woods. However, the majority of moves can be used without charging of any kind. Flash cannon, is in that majority."

"Wait, huh?"

"You would never have tied with him, if he hadn't charged his moves on purpose. 

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