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[Today, Merrill can be found wandering around the city as usual. There wouldn't be anything particularly odd about that, if not for the fact that she's treading very lightly as she travels along, clearly avoiding putting too much weight on her feet and wincing sharply every so often in pain. And since she doesn't really wear shoes in the first place, it's fairly easy to see that there are tiny cuts and bite marks all over them, some of them bleeding slightly. Merrill can be found in a number of different circumstances along her way to the Medical Center to get some salve or something for the injury:

1. Half-limping through the streets as she tries to find her way, accompanied by her Sylveon as it excitedly runs ahead of her everywhere they go, periodically doubling back to give her time to catch up. Despite living her for a few months now, she still gets lost a lot. She has to stop every so often to lean against a building because of the pain.

2. Sitting in the park with her Smoochum, stripping bits of cloth from her clothing to act as makeshift bandages. The Smoochum is doing its best to help, trying to kiss Merrill's feet better. Obviously it's not working, but the poor thing really wants her trainer to feel better.

3. Once she finally makes it to the Medical Center, she sheepishly walks up to the counter, holding a stony-faced Totodile in her arms that seems to be eager to snap at just about anything.]

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Well, I suppose that's fortunate. I was about to offer, but Anders' place is much bigger than mine. And cleaner.

Maybe now. It was kind of a sty when I first met him.

[Kind of glancing over his shoulder at her...as much as he can, anyway.]

Why is yours such a mess, then?