(OOC: Epic JP between myself and Michaela. :D)
After Professor Birch explained everything, he told them all who they would be mentoring. Miharu grinned. Seemed that she got that cute little white-chan. She remember the threat fondly and could not wait to see White-chan's reaction. Hm, White-chan seems too generic of a nickname; Bai-chan, Miharu decided. Bai is the Chinese word for "white" after all. Mixing Chinese and Japanese, hilarious.
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Miharu spotted newly dubbed Bai-chan in the corner of the room. She grinned as she walked up to her.
"Bai-chan, you're with me," she said. "I hope you liked my introductory hair ruffling. You'll have to deal with a lot of those."
Jen was pacing around boredly, wwondering when she could get going. Dusk perked his head up and sniffed the air. Then he stuck his head back in the space on her elbow that it had been occupying before. Jen spun around when she heard someone approach her. It was that freak that had ruffled her hair before! She scowled at the older girl.
"Touch my hair again and you won't like the consequences. And my name is Jennifer!" Jen said irritatedly. Then she stopped and thought a moment. Mainly about what she would do if this freak ever touched her hair again. Yeah, odds were good that the girl would not like being bald...
"Wait, what!? What the heck are you talking about!? I'm not going anywhere with you, you loony!" Jen shrieked in protest.
Miharu grinned. "Aw, you're adorable when you try to threaten me, Bai-chan!" she cooed. "To me, your name is Bai-chan now. Just be lucky that I don't give you weird names like I do to Nightmare sometimes."
She's thinking that if you ever touch her hair again, she'll make you go bald.
"And it's not nice to threaten people's hair either, little minion," Miharu stated fondly. "And, pft, sucks for you, but I'm your mentor! Name's Miharu Mizushima, Bai-chan."
"Like I care what your name is," Jen said, not really caring that Miharu had just seemingly read her mind. She didn't know what the mentor was here for. She didn't need any mentor. Not one as stupidly annoying as this. She'd be better off on her own. Dusk gave a faint whimper in her arms and she pet him softly.
"Look, I'm going to leave and forget this conversation ever took place. I don't want to see you again," Jen said, her anger fading to mere annoyance. The nickname ticked her off more than anything, but she would never admit it to Miharu. No, she was not going to let the older girl win this one. Never! Jen turned and walked out the door as fast as she could. Better that she get away from all these freaks.
However, Miharu kept pace with Jen quite easily. "Sorry, Bai-chan, but it doesn't quite work that way," she said, not sounding sorry at all. "You signed up for this program, you get the mentor included. Otherwise, you would probably have to stay in Littleroot Town here with your pokemon. Or, Professor Birch takes Dusky here away from you and gives him off to another trainer that's waiting. Pop quiz! Who is the first gym leader, where does he/she live, what type of pokemon does he/she use, and what are his/her pokemon?"
Jen thought about it a moment and decided she didn't much care for this little game anymore. She listened to Miharu with her face blank and unreadable. A small and evil looking smile slowly creeping across her face. She calmly returned Dusk to his pokeball, something she never did unless she was about to do something she didn't want him to see. Miharu had crossed the line when she mentioned Dusk being taken away.
"So... You say unless I go with you, you'll have them take Dusk away? Heheheheh," she said very slowly, ending with an evil chuckle. She bent down slowly and picked up a good sized rock and held it in one hand. Quick as a flash, she swung it up at Miharu's skull. She was going to make this ***** wish she had stayed home today.
Miharu, however, seemed to read what she was about to do. Miharu was able to grab Jen's hand with the rock and squeeze her wrist until she dropped the wrist and twisted a leg around Jen's leg, knocking it out from under Jen and making her slam into the ground back first. With her other hand, she grabbed a hidden knife and put it to Jen's throat and pinned her to the ground. This only took a second.
"I'm not saying that I would make them take Dusky away from you," Miharu said quietly and calmly, still squeezing Jen's wrist so it would hurt. A lot. Not enough that it would break, but just before that point. "I wouldn't do that to a trainer, even if she is a crazy *****. I can tell that you care a lot about Dusky there, Bai-chan. If you really want to be as "insane" as you want to be, you'll have to learn to balance. You returned Dusky 'cause he doesn't like to see that side of you. Either he has to get used to it, or you have to change. You can't just return him everytime you have to go "insane". When you get angry, control it. Don't attack right away; people can see that a mile away. You wait for the best moment before striking. It is the same thing in pokemon battles too. If you are flashy, if you show your attack, you'll lose, the pokemon battle or your life. It's a mad mad world out here. Learn, or die." Miharu took the knife away from Jen's throat, but still squeezed Jen's wrist and was still pinning her to the ground. "I may not get the pleasure of killing you myself, but someone else will if you can't control yourself and wait for the right time to strike. Got it?"
Jen started laughing like a maniac when Miharu put her on the ground and held a knife to her throat. Her arm hurt from that grip, but the pain felt good. It made her feel alive. Once Miharu removed the knife, Jen reached up and grabbed her arm with a grip just as tight and began forcing the knife towards the older girl, despite their very obvious differences in size and age.
"Now... You need to listen to me. Have you never heard of a ruse? Heheheh, you must be out of your mind. I don't get angry like that. I never attack in anger. I knew you would have a weapon. You're just as crazy as I am. I know that because no one would have been my mentor after reading my profile unless they were nuts. And I saw that little hidden knife under your clothing. Keep a careful eye on your enemy Miharu-Chan, or they might take you by surprise," Jen said as the knife inched closer to Miharu's throat. Miharu had made the biggest mistake of all. She had underestimated Jen. And that would get her killed if she wasn't careful. She hadn't counted on the fact that Jen was a masochist as well as a sadist, nor had she expected Jen to be so cunning, or strong for that matter. Living the kind of life Jen had, she had to learn a few things or she would have died a long time ago. And her hand still clutched the rock, so if she got the chance, she would still bash Miharu over the head with it.
Miharu smirked. "Finally, a challenge." She seemed relaxed, even with the knife coming closer to her throat. "Sadly enough, you seem to have also underestimated me. Or, at least, my pokemon."
Bishamon smashed the dull ends of his "blades" on Jen's head. Jen was knocked out from the blow. Miharu stood up, brushing the dirt off.
Bishamon frowned. I know you could have dealt with it yourself, master, so I'm sorry if I overstepped myself.
Miharu waved a hand as if shooing a fly. Nah, it's okay. Seems like I have another psychotic person.
She doesn't seem as bad as Nightmare first was, though.
No, she isn't. How pissed do you think she's going to be when she wakes up?
Very.
This shall be fun. Hm, should we teleport her to the next city or not teleport her?
Let her experience the road for herself. She needs the experience.
True. Alright. Well, I'm not so mean as to just leave her passed out on the ground. Let's stick her up a tree!
Bishamon sighed. You're going to get shot in the face one day.
I know. It won't be from her, though. I think Cynthia has first dibs.
That she does.
Miharu lifted up Jen's limp body with one hand and carried her to a tree. She laid her against the tree trunk so it looked like she was sleeping. She wrote a note and stuck it on Jen.
It read;
I hope you enjoyed the lesson, Jennifer! I'll meet you at the next city. If you need bail money or something of the sort, just shout it out in your mind. I'll have a friend watching you at all times, lke the creeper I am. I'll pop in occasionally if you need help. You're strong, Jennifer, physically, not emotionally. That's why you have to go "insane". Just watch out, kay? I don't want you to die this early on!
With that done, Miharu turned towards Bishamon. She thought about it for a second before letting Dusk out.
"Always protect your trainer, okay? She needs you, be strong." Miharu said to Dusk before he could react to his trainer being passed out and disappeared, having teleported with Bishamon. Dusk whimpered and pawed at Jen's arm. He yipped scaredly and began licking her, trying to get her to wake up. He was very scared for her. Jen was not going to wake up anytime soon. He climbed into her lap and lay down, whimpering sadly. He watched everything around him with a wary eye, growling fiercely at anyone that came too close to him and Jen.
