Chapter 144

Chapter 144

Virah sat down on the sheets Whitney placed around their lamp, next to it was all the electric kitchenware that Virah had accidentally purchased back then.

The appliances lack of reliance on fire to cook stuff was now proving useful because smoke and caves don't mix well.

As per usual, Kitten was their group's chef and the Meowth, it seems, was cooking some kind of soupy steak made from Girafarig meat, a curious thing that, coupled with the stoney walls surrounding them, reminded Virah of the Slowpoke Well back at Azalea.

The poison specialist stopped checking on her Zubat's health and hummed, "isn't Girafarig meat psychic?"

"No?" Whitney turned to her, "I don't think so," the pinkette shrugged, "or at least not, you know, their ribs and stuff, I think everything above the collar and around its tail is bad however, since those can apparently get you high, in a bad way,"

"I see," Virah nodded, "that makes sense,"

So Psychic Types had actual body parts that were so infused with their energy, they basically have the same effect as Slowpoke Tails, except worse. It had some semblance to a defense mechanism, specifically that of Poison Types who warn others they shouldn't be eaten due to coloration.

A Girafarig with a black and yellow body would most likely also warn other Pokemon that they shouldn't be eaten, including Poison Types ironically enough.

"Thanks for that," Virah looked away from the stewing meal and went back to checking on Jet.

Her Zubat was, for the lack of a better term, doing somewhat fine physically, and that's after Virah made him recklessly use Brave Bird during the battle against Bugsy. Nothing was out of the ordinary when it came to his wings, head, or torso.

That must have been Ho oh giving them leeway, because a Zubat risking his health like that with a move is never a good idea, it's why Brave Bird was considered advanced after all.

In the worse case scenario, Jet would get crippled from it because of overuse and in the best case? It would stunt his growth.

Virah popped a few pills of Iron from the bottle on her hand and handed it to Jet, "eat, I don't want your bones to suddenly become brittle because of my desperation,"

Her Zubat munched on them without question, he then tilted his head, "Zubat?"

"I... know that," Virah looked away, "it's just, it doesn't feel right, you know? Eggtech is so prestigious that I don't think this kind of work is something they should be giving,"

"To... their sponsored trainer?" Now Whitney just sounded confused.

"I mean, yeah?" Virah said, "even I'm not exempted from that kind of thing,"

"I guess," the pinkette sighed.

Virah decided to finish the conversation at that moment, "well, see you Whitney,"

"See you, Virah," Whitney waved.

Virah only smiled in reply before turning around and walking into the darkness beyond their well lit camp, she released Nitro and Diox, her two remaining, somewhat recovered Pokemon, as compared to Jet, none of them strained themselves during the fight.

Virah kept her eyes on the ceiling as she walked, Aura flaring within them to spot Pokemon despite the darkness, Grene had told her that the first thing she should watch out for when using Aura perception was the difference in power of Aura.

And how would could tell, apparently, was how "wavy" the energy looked, the more flickering of the fire-like ball meant that the Pokemon who has it is stronger.

Thankfully, Virah had things she could use to compare the power levels and accurately gouge it out.

She looked at the Bug/Poison T.E that Nitro had and then up at the Poison/Flying T.E a Zubat hanging from the ceiling above her and sure enough, the difference was like light and day.

If she would put it into words, then Nitro's Type Energy was like a forest fire, with plumes of flaming tongues sticking out of the ball and silhouette of pillars just beyond the inferno.

Meanwhile, a wild Zubat's was like a campfire, basic, flickering, perceptible, sure, but not strong.

Virah, at the thought of that, wondered what a Champion tier Pokemon's Aura was like?

She probably won't get to see it for a while, Virah grabbed her notes and asked Nitro to web up the Zubat, now, time for work.