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It'd been one hell of a goddamn week for Nickle. Long story short, just like everyone else still alive, she'd nearly died several times in the city. She was lucky enough to be in the Pokemon Center, a safe haven in what was a total pit of hell all around her. Thankfully, her pokemon were perfectly fine, but if they were all to survive, she'd need to train and toughen them up.

The grey haired girl sat at one of the tables, helmet sitting on one of the corners, with her bats put beside her. She was laying on the table, her head resting against the cool surface as she let out a weary sigh. She'd usually be super hot headed and smacking shit around but she was too tired to do anything really.