Quoted By:
Last time, Rika had been stuck in the infirmary recovering from injuries that, in her opinion, had been caused by her own idiocy. She glanced at her beaten up lab coat that had been discarded off to the side.
"Hm, worth a shot, at least... HP, I choose you!"
There was the light of a pokeball opening, and a Bellossom peeked out of the pocket, crawling out and running over to her bed, carefully sitting down on her stomach.
Rika sighed in relief.
"I was worried my pokeballs had gotten damaged, too."
