As Jun entered, Larvesta and Piplup seemed to shiver. The air was thick with cigarette and cigar smoke. The smell of blood was everywhere, wafting into everyones noses. Jun would grab Piplup and put him onto his shoulder for safe keeping. "Absol, come.. We're going straight into the back.... My stuff is already there from the last fight..." He'd begin walking past the circle. Absol would stay on the side closest to the fight, growling and stopping each time the pokemon got close. Jun would only smile slightly, then wince each time a move landed. He didn't like the aggressiveness of these fights. All too often he had seen a pokemon far beyond what medicine could handle. He'd only be able to turn his head and tell them that he was sorry. He hoped nothing like that happened tonight.<br/><br/>As he neared the area he kept in the back, Piplup hopped off his shoulder and ran to pull the curtain back for him. "Thank you Piplup, that's very sweet." "Pip. Pip." Absol and Larvesta would go and pull his little cart over by the large bed where he'd lay the injured pokemon. Jun would find a clean sheet from the cart and lay it over the slightly blood stained bed. He then would sit at the edge, petting Larvesta as he waited for the first fight to be over.