Pokemon League (Main Lobby)
The main lobby of the Pokemon League, it is a bustling place full of Trainers and their Pokemon. To the northwest, the Pokemon Center located within the building was positioned, with a fully ready staff. Right next to it was a small Poke Mart that sold almost every item ever. Straight ahead was an elevator that took passengers to either the offices, or the Challenger Hall for League Challenges. To the northeast, a Special Desk was there where one could access lost and found, see the latest news bulletins, as well as register to be a Trainer. In the western corner of the room, was couches and a television displaying Pokemon related programming. In the eastern corner, couches and a very official looking desk are positioned.
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Ridgecrest City.
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Jessica Stark nodded to the waiter sheepishly before turning her full attention to Titania—after another sip of her drink of course. She seemed to enjoy it enough anyway. After Titania took a moment to pause Jessica took a moment to comment. "That's not right, usin' someone like that. Robbin' 'em blind..." she stated, seemingly sure of herself. Before long she continued "If'n you asked me... love should be 'bout who ya' love—Who ya'd love to be around for the rest of your days. Nothin' more." she continued with a thoughtful shake of her head. On one hand, she wasn't breaking new ground here. She was kinda sorta stating the obvious, but it seemed to come from her heart. It was genuine. That had to count for something, right? Jessica would've said so anyway.
"Not to this guy. Like I said, it wasn't even about love. I had something he wanted and he would stop at nothing to get it from me--and he got it." Titania hung her head, a look of shame and fear written all over her face. "He got it, all right..." SLURP. That was a big one. "Let's just say I had trouble getting dressed the morning after. Even his goons had a turn sometimes."
Jessica Stark just sort of looked at Titania, not quite... understanding the implications. I'm sorry, what? What could a turn mean? It took her a moment to figure this out, at which point she kind of... paled slightly, feeling slightly ill all of a sudden. Oh... /Arceus/. That thought was not normally one for the dinner table to say the least. Jessica swallowed her shock and washed it down with a mouthful of her drink. It wasn't helping her in this situation. "...I'm sorry." she wound up saying in a rather meek tone, apologizing for something she'd never had any part of, nor could she have stopped. "...Y'look really nice—For all you've been through, I mean..." she continued after a moment in a slightly vulnerable tone, finally getting the idea to compliment Titania's looks. With a lady it was always about waiting a bit so that it didn't come off as shallow. Shallow compliments helped no one.
Titania Brightsmith noted Jessica's reaction. "Yeah. I feel the same way just talking about it. S'why I ordered the hot cider first. And yeah, normally we don't even talk about that stuff in the shop, but now that he's finally dead I need to start moving on with my life. I figure that means being open with my scars, letting them heal instead of closing up and having them continue to eat me up. Like this soup..." What a change of topic, to say the least.
"I pray to Dialga, the overseer of the streams of time, that the day never comes when another threat like that is allowed to rise again."
"I pray to Dialga, the overseer of the streams of time, that the day never comes when another threat like that is allowed to rise again."
Jessica Stark looked down at herself briefly, trying to think of how she should handle the situation. It was like being surrounded by eggshells, at least to her. The thought of messing up was the scariest thing here. "...My dad always told me..." she started, stopping a bit to catch her breath. "To be yourself, no matter what anyone else thinks." she started, speaking in a tone that suggested she was quoting him word for word. The saying seemed to mean something to her, and yet she herself couldn't quite follow it paradoxically. "T'seize the day n' do what y'want. Make yer' life n' yer dreams come true for yourself, n' never t'let anythin' stay in your way longer n' it has to." she went on, quoting in a satisfactory tone. "...Is why I came here." she finished in a reflective tone. She had apparently come here to fulfill some dream. But what? She didn't seem to be overly passionate about much.
Nothing the rest of that cider couldn't fix. Jessica didn't look like the sort that could hold what a Blaziken Cider could dish out. "That's what I did. Or at least tried to. I was even an Elite, second only to the Champion in power, and by getting to me like that, he made me into a fool. A washed-up has-been. And the nerve to have a flying-type trainer in my place. Pah!" She spat and continued eating the soup.
Jessica Stark definitely did not look it, with her lithe form anyway and casual attitude anyway. She herself had admitted to not drinking often. Despite this she did take another sip, this time much larger as the drink had cooled itself. She emitted a light closed-mouth cough following her swallow, shaking her head lightly as if to clear her thoughts. I'm sorry what was that? Champion, elites, what? "...So, you were one've'em Elite Four?" she asked, herb rain starting to be a bit sluggish. It quickly occurred to her that perhaps that wasn't the point of what Titania had said though, but a detail. "...Y'sound like you're pretty strong to me, Miss Titania." she offered, glancing at her food and half-empty glass. If she wasn't already feeling the effects of what she'd drank, she would've stopped there and turned back now. As it was though, she had no sense of boundries at the moment, and vowed to take another sip in a moment. "I'm jus' some green rookie trainer m'self—But if it means anythin' to ya'... I think you're a fine miss—And... I think you deserve a bit more respect n' that." she finished, looking up as if offering to meet Titania's gaze. It was implied that she respected Titania, though she knew little to nothing of Titania's time in the Elite Four. One might presume that respect was coming from somewhere else, but where?
Titania Brightsmith killed the drink and continued eating. "I'd like to know just how much more respect I deserve, then. Yeah, being the go-to gal for all things unsavory between Pokemon and Humans sounds nice, but not when it's because you've been on the receiving end."
More soup. "Your father might not have been a terribly intelligent man, but he knew enough to raise you right." Even she was reeling. After all, everyone knew that a Blaze Kick was super-effective against Steel. "Yeah. I guess I am pretty fine," she boasted and puffed out her already ample chest, striking a dramatic pose even while sitting at a booth in this out of the way cafe. What a goof.
More soup. "Your father might not have been a terribly intelligent man, but he knew enough to raise you right." Even she was reeling. After all, everyone knew that a Blaze Kick was super-effective against Steel. "Yeah. I guess I am pretty fine," she boasted and puffed out her already ample chest, striking a dramatic pose even while sitting at a booth in this out of the way cafe. What a goof.
Jessica Stark blushed a bit at the question, only to marvel at the other thing Titania had said. That... was completely lost on her. Bad stuff between Pokemon and Humans? Jessica was left confused, but perhaps it was for the better, lest she do something completely unladylike all over her food. Food... Speaing of food, she had that! Jessica took one large bite out of the burge she'd been given. She had an appetite fit for a man, albeit a skinny man. She had no qualms about appearing greedy with what she'd been given. She did however owe Titania an answer to her question, so she washed the burger down with haste, coughing lightly an cringing a bit before she resumed speaking. "All—...As much respect as you want." she stated in a very serious tone, only for Titania to insult her father's intelligence and display her stuff. The gesture seemed to take Jessica off-guard an she blushed a bit for ambiguous reasons. Flashing a slightly awkward smile for a moment though she quickly got over it. She kind of respected her father a great deal, but she decidedly let the comment slide. "Y'should be proud of it." she stated simply, in regards to Titania's figure. "Anyone'd be lucky to have you—But... Nobody deserves ya'." she continued, leaving it ambiguous why she'd said what she said.
"On the contrary...I think you've earned a taste..." Titania leaned in to steal a kiss, but just at the moment of contact, a loud rendition of Fierce Femininity blared from her purse, forcing her to break away and answer the call. "What? Two of them...you're kidding! You're not kidding...no, really? shitshitshitshit..." Click.
"Check please," she yelled louder than was absolutely necessary.
"Check please," she yelled louder than was absolutely necessary.
Jessica Stark hadn't quite expected anything like /this/ when she decided to meet Titania's gaze! Needless to say, she was surprised. She couldn't have refused even if she had wanted to. The two shared a kiss, no matter how brief, and anything she'd been about to say flew out the window.
...Just like her appetite. Aww rats. That was a perfectly good burger too. Needless to say, she was having trouble figuring out whether it was butterflies flooding her stomach or something much worse.
Jessica turned a niiice red and held up a hand to where she'd been kissed, covering her mouth and just sort of... silently trying to absorb what had just happened with an appropriately surprised expression on her face. How... how did she even react to that? Being kissed was one thing, but by a /girl/? Titania used sweet kiss. It's super effective. Jessica became confused. Etcetera. Perhaps it was a saving grace that the phone had rang just then. She would need quite a bit of time to wrap her head around /this/ one...
...Just like her appetite. Aww rats. That was a perfectly good burger too. Needless to say, she was having trouble figuring out whether it was butterflies flooding her stomach or something much worse.
Jessica turned a niiice red and held up a hand to where she'd been kissed, covering her mouth and just sort of... silently trying to absorb what had just happened with an appropriately surprised expression on her face. How... how did she even react to that? Being kissed was one thing, but by a /girl/? Titania used sweet kiss. It's super effective. Jessica became confused. Etcetera. Perhaps it was a saving grace that the phone had rang just then. She would need quite a bit of time to wrap her head around /this/ one...
Titania Brightsmith had an unusually small smile on her face when Jessica arrived. "Finally. Hope you came ready to work. I'm changing an engine block today, and that's not something I can trust my Pokemon with. You really need a second pair of human hands, make sure nothing drops and crushes all the bones in someone's foot. I'll even pay you for your trouble. Sound good?"
Jessica Stark opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it, realizing there was something more physical demanding her attention. Girly emotions could wait, though the slightest of blushes was evident on her cheeks. She cleared her throat before she started speaking. "Oh! Mmm--Alright!~ I reckon that sounds like a fair deal..." she said, enthusiastic. She still wanted to ask, mind you, but she was willing to wait. She needed more time to process all the confusing thoughts and feelings in her head anyway--Not that any amount of time would help her fully handle those.
"Good. Now, the first thing is to cover up. Don't want any used oil or other junk all over your bare skin. I mean, it happens, you just don't want it to get anywhere important. Got something you can change into?" Titania seemed quite confused as she showed Jessica around the garage. "I've got one jumper a friend of mine gave me if you don't have anything. Might be a little small, though. I'll get started, you go change."
Jessica Stark Jessica seemed to consider it for a brief moment. "Nnn--I think I'll need t'slip into that jumper." she admitted, because really. Did you /expect/ her to have oil-proof clothes at the ready?? Nah. Jessica took the admittedly terrifyingly small suit and praised the gods she had nothing to get utterly destroyed by their sheer tightness 'down there'. A short trip to a slightly more private area later she returned, the suit looking a bit more like a skin-tight bodysuit than anything else. It... it didn't leave much to the imagination. Jessica wasn't unaware of how she looked, and combined with what she'd experienced last time they were together couldn't help but feel a bit self-conscious. Despite this, she re-approached Titania. "I managed to squeeze m'way in." she joked, but was only half joking because...y'know. Yeah.
Titania Brightsmith quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah. Nice job. I got the car jacked up while you were out, so the first thing is to get the little crane over here and attach the chains to the block. Then we can let the car down while the crane hangs onto the engine. Gonna take a strong and steady hand for this. Get over here and attach this chain to the solenoid there." And so Jessica's impromptu apprenticeship began.
"All right, now that we're all hooked up, next thing is to shed some weight by draining the fluids. Get the oil pan ready...it's marked 'Used Oil.' I'm gonna roll under there and have it pour out while you make the rest of the connections." Titania laid back on what looked to be a padded wooden plank on wheels and went underneath, her legs being the only thing visible from under the front bumper as Jessica struggled against the tight quarters she was working in.
"All right, now that we're all hooked up, next thing is to shed some weight by draining the fluids. Get the oil pan ready...it's marked 'Used Oil.' I'm gonna roll under there and have it pour out while you make the rest of the connections." Titania laid back on what looked to be a padded wooden plank on wheels and went underneath, her legs being the only thing visible from under the front bumper as Jessica struggled against the tight quarters she was working in.
Jessica Stark had to do a bit of guesswork and thinking, which mind you wasn't her strong suit, to figure out what these terms Titania was using meant. She lacked the vocabulary, simply put. What in the blazes was a solenoid? Did she need different pans for different fluids? Despite this, she managed to get a vague idea of what she was supposed to be doing and follow through with it, all the while dealing with her uncomfortably tight clothes. After searching for a bit she then proceeded to come back with the specified oil pan. She then got down on her knees, which was as uncomfortable in and of itself as it sounded, and offered it to Titania. "This's what yer needin'?" she asked, not quite completely sure of herself despite the fact that it seemed pretty clear. This was a foreign world. She was from a ranch, not an auto shop. That being said, she still had much to learn.
Titania Brightsmith unplugged the pan and let the fluid drain. "Okay, you know that protrusion I showed you? There should be four of them. Get the chains under those so when we lower the car later, the chains will be holding up the whole thing. While I'm down here, there's something that looks like a full fish tank on the work bench. I need you to put it next to the crane once you're done...be careful, it's heavy."
"Ahh, damn! Knew I should have worn my goggles!" Titania kicked out a second later, a splotch of oil over one eye. "Ah, ah, ah! I gotta wash this off, fast!" She stumbled inside, leaving the young, inexperienced Jessica to her own devices. This seemed like an emergency. Maybe she should go help?
"Ahh, damn! Knew I should have worn my goggles!" Titania kicked out a second later, a splotch of oil over one eye. "Ah, ah, ah! I gotta wash this off, fast!" She stumbled inside, leaving the young, inexperienced Jessica to her own devices. This seemed like an emergency. Maybe she should go help?
Jessica Stark Began to hook the chains up when she became distracted by the sounds of a distressed Titania. On one hand, she had a job to do. On the other, she had a friend in need. The choice was clear. She promptly went out for a burger. Finding a stable place to leave her work she ran off to follow Titania, intent on making sure she was alright before she focused on other things. To this end she hurried, despite once again finding this uncomfortable in such tight clothes.
Titania Brightsmith would be found by Jessica in the bathroom, scrubbing away at her face with soap (everyone knew water alone wouldn't get out oil). "Ow...ow...stings...aw great, and now the water just ran down my shirt. Gonna have to take a shower after all this..." It was at about this point that a Prinplup heard the sounds of distress and came to investigate.
"Hey, uh...whoa." Getting a gander at Jessica's curves from the back, he decided to back off for the moment and waddle to the kitchen instead. "Ow...man, this stings. Jess, I think I can make you out with my good eye. Keep pressure on my bad eye with this cloth? First aid is something I know you wilderness types CAN do." Man, where was a boric-acid eye rinser when you needed one? Every good chemistry lab had one!
"Hey, uh...whoa." Getting a gander at Jessica's curves from the back, he decided to back off for the moment and waddle to the kitchen instead. "Ow...man, this stings. Jess, I think I can make you out with my good eye. Keep pressure on my bad eye with this cloth? First aid is something I know you wilderness types CAN do." Man, where was a boric-acid eye rinser when you needed one? Every good chemistry lab had one!
Jessica Stark moved forward and gently took the cloth from Titania, wrapping one arm around her and pressing the cloth against her eye with the other, applying just little enough pressure to avoid being painful, but plenty for the intended purpose. She was unaware that she had just treated a prinplup to... Could a prinplup even appreciate those curves? Did that count as fanservice? ...Anyway. She made a point to gently move the cloth ever so subtly without relieving pressure, hoping to help it get at the contamination. "Alright--Jus'... relax now. I've gotcha." she assured the other female, both for emotional support and because relaxing would probably help with the cleaning process.
Titania Brightsmith tried to breathe evenly, but it was difficult with the stinging. Being in Jessica's strong ranch hands helped, though. "Ah...ah...ohhh...okay. That's a little better. I think we've worked enough for one day." At least now Jessica wasn't thinking about the tightness of the outfit. "See? I told you this was a two-person job," she managed with a chuckle, trying to push the agony to the back of her mind.
Jessica Stark smiled awkwardly at Titania's words. "If you say so..." she said in an accepting tone, respoding to Titania's claiming they'd done enough work. She herself liked to push the bar at times, but she supposed one needed to be careful with their health and all. "Tears'll help clear yer' eyes..." she offered in a gentle tone.
"Yeah...yeah...I guess they will. Not gonna put my head into a pillow, though." Then Titania had a thought. "Hey, I gave you that cover suit. Might as well smear it up a little bit. Told you we were gonna get dirty." Winking her good eye, rendering her momentarily sightless, the older woman...snuggled up to Jessica? She pointedly avoided nuzzling into the bosom, but still. "I think you're gonna have to help me lie down," Titania muttered even as tears started streaming from the bad eye. A little circular motion with the pressure would do that. "Bedroom's right next to here."
Jessica Stark Quirked her head slightly as Titania went on, only for her eyes to widen slightly in shock as the other female proceeded to invade her personal space bubble and pressed herself against Jess. Jessica couldn't help but blush at the mildly intimate contact, but decidedly was not about to make this an issue. After all! They were both girls right? N-No tension here! Or at least, that's what the denial part of her brain told her. She wrapped both arms around Titania and displayed a toothy smile, sliding one arm down under the other's knees and, with some effort, hefted Titania into her arms. Had she been less athletic, this probably would've been hell for her. Human beings weren't the lightest things, not even the women. Regardless, she proceeded to slowly make her way into Titania's bedroom to set her down. "T-Theeere we go..." she remarked as they went along. "So... you'll be alright?" she continued on to ask, now a bit concerned.
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