(OOC: I should not have to say this, but I will since someone did this to one of my characters in the last RP I was in. Please do NOT bunny/auto my teachers since they are not NPCs for crying out loud! Yes, I know... this post is quite long in length.)
BIC:
After first period was over, Ling walked over to her class after making sure that she did not forget any personal belongings or the Itonidon for that matter. She made her way to her next classroom after finding out that it was some hallways down towards the right corner after turning sharply. The Itonidon noticed the same Pokémon outside near the classroom Ling was walking towards, though the little Pokémon appeared to be holding a peculiar bottle of some sort. It had a purplish hue, while the bottle seemed to be shaped like your everyday cleaner bottle one would typically find at their daily chain stores.
When Ling got to her next classroom, she took a front row seat that was closest to the door. A seemingly short girl stood by while having a seal-like Pokémon in her arms, as she said, "Well hello there! I suppose you're here for mathematics right? Just sit back and relax until the bell rings."
The girl placed the seal Pokémon in a booster seat and quickly wrote her lesson plan and other things on the whiteboard, as it read after finishing:
Hello class!
Today is your day of Mathematics, and we will be doing some icebreakers and some review of prior knowledge if we have time.
I am Dr. Avalon, and I am your teacher for Mathematics! (If you so want, you could call me by my first name if you happen to know it.)
Anyway, since I have some Pokémon that no one exactly knows about yet, I suppose I'll let everyone go first before I introduce myself in icebreakers.
ICEBREAKER RULES:
1) Say your name, native region, grade, and introduce your Pokémon to everyone.
2) Tell us one thing you did last summer!
3) Speak loud and proud! (No one's going to be judging here and someone will definitely make sure.)
4) Have fun with the activity!
5) Any extra info is always appreciated!
While the Itonidon sat on his trainer's lap as usual, he saw the same, lizard-like Pokémon from before sneaking around in the room, as the Pokémon appeared to be hesitant in directly revealing himself to others. Sensing his dubious outlook, the Itonidon silently slipped out of Ling's lap and cautiously made himself towards the Pokémon. He attempted to keep an open complexion towards the Pokémon in hopes of not appearing too threatening to him. The little Pokémon sniffled and ran towards the teacher's desk, as Dr. Avalon looked down at the strange creature and wondered with thought, "Huh... who is that little guy? He looks like he's been beat up by Tyle, but it can't be from him. He's never even seen a little lizard like this one before, and I might need to probably take him to the nurse or even treat him with Tyler if I'm in a rush. Oh well, I suppose a little talking won't hurt the little baby right?"
She calmly knelt towards the level of the little Pokémon and asked, "Are you okay there little one? Do you have a trainer or anyone that I can take you to? Is there something that happened earlier?" She saw the little Pokémon covering his eyes and turning away from her, as she assumed that the bombardment of questions was likely more than enough to scare off a youngster like him.
She calmly scooped him into her arms and quietly said, "I'm sorry if I'm scaring you, but I'm not really trying to do that. I'm trying to help you since you don't look too well. Do you want me to take you over to the nurse, or do you want me to treat you here during passing period? It's okay if you need to cry, no one's going to laugh at you or anything."
The seal-like Pokémon looked over at the lizard Pokémon that his trainer was holding up and talking to in an attempt to sooth the little Pokémon's apprehension. The seal Pokémon's lab coat hung slightly loosely on him, as there was a card in a pocket whose name read, "Tyler Frost." It appeared to be a medical license to a hospital he used to work at, or at least back when he wasn't bound to being less than two feet tall and having to rely on someone to get around even with the most basic tasks possible. The seal Pokémon that some knew as Tyler continued to watch his trainer caring for the mysterious Pokémon that looked like it was brutally beaten by a rampaging Gyarados.
Tyler looked over at the little Pokémon being calmly placed in his trainer's lap after taking a seat on a wheeled, office chair and having its old bandages taken off. He heard his trainer calling, "Tyler, I think I got someone that you might want to meet when icebreakers start..."
After hearing his trainer's voice, he immediately jumped from his booster seat and landed on the carpet near the teacher's desk. He climbed onto the desk and sat on an empty area while hearing his trainer state, "But, we might need to patch him up first since he doesn't look too great even if he got into that fight with that lady in the blue dress earlier. I want you to grab that box right next to you on my desk and grab some cotton balls and the small bottle of isopropyl inside there."
Tyler gave his nod of approval towards the trainer, as he immediately opened the moderately sized box to the best of his ability and got what his trainer asked for. He took a deep breath and said, "S- Sig..."
After Tyler handed the request supplies to his trainer, she carefully soaked a cotton ball in a light coating of the liquid in the bottle. She calmly said to the little Pokémon before starting her treatment, "Okay you little lizard, well... I should probably tell you that this might sting for a bit or maybe even a lot if you're fussy. If I were you, I would be thankful that the door is usually closed right after someone enters here." Tyler decided to cover his head and look away from the little Pokémon while hoping that it won't be crying too much before class starts. A few seconds into Tyler covering his head, a loud cry of pain echoed across the room like a Noibat's supersonic! It appeared to be as if the liquid from the bottle of isopropyl was definitely too much for a baby Pokémon to handle. Even though the Pokémon's wounds were being swiftly cleansed and disinfected, he still continued to scream and kick Dr. Avalon in a fit of rage and extreme terror. He was kept still by Dr. Avalon's other arm while she continued to apply a light layer of the liquid on the site of injury of the Pokémon's left foot after finishing with his chest.
When Dr. Avalon was finished with applying a thin layer of the liquid onto the Pokémon's various areas of his injuries, she reached for the orange colored bottle on her desk. The bottle had a pale yellow nozzle and handle that were both comfortably curled in shape to allow for easier handling. Disregarding the fact that she forgot to stow it away before class starts, she shook the bottle and read the instructions carefully. The label clearly read:
Wound Medicine - Super Potion (500 ml)
WARNING: Failure to follow instructions may lead to serious injury and/or unintended results. Please use caution around young Pokémon when using this product, as side effects can range from slight stiffness to hours of endless bawling when used on smaller and/or younger Pokémon.
Instructions for use:
1) Open the babyproof switch by lining the arrows and gently pulling the switch until a click is heard.
2) Shake the bottle for at least three seconds before using to ensure best results.
3) Aim the bottle at desired area and push the switch and grip together to use.
4) Lock the babyproof switch by lining the arrows away after use.
As soon as she was finished with the instructions after hearing a couple more wails and shrugging off the various kicks from the Pokémon, she carefully sprayed on the medicine on the Pokémon's wounds and let them sit for at least a minute. The Pokémon's screams became even louder by the second, as the Itonidon could not bear to watch any longer. He tuned out his sound receivers for the time being while Ling decided to doodle in her notebook for the time being until she felt that the situation contained itself. When the minute hand ticked by the other number, Dr. Avalon grabbed the roll of white bandages, which were actually compressed gauze if one were to look closely at the label of the pouch they came in. She carefully wrapped them around the Pokémon's chest and left foot in a lovely manner; taking care to not be too tight or too loose when wrapping around at least a couple layers of the wound sites.
After dealing with the Pokémon's endless cries of pain and kicks that were thankfully not too blowing towards her chest, Dr. Avalon carefully checked the Pokémon to make sure that everything was cleaned, disinfected and bandaged up to perfection. She grabbed a new, clear dummy from the box under the special section and placed it in the Pokémon's mouth, hoping it would get his mind off of the extreme agony he had to witness earlier. She decided to stay in her seat with him comfortably sitting on her lap while he silently sucked on the dummy and attempted to regain his composure before class would start.