It didn't take long for the doctors to come into her room. "No progress, it seems..." one of them said, somewhat disappointed. Even as the others began to work on their instruments, she felt the familiar prickles of the needles touching her body again, injecting a different substance each... and while it was retching, it still felt needed, by them.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>As Zangetsu was led to the main floor of the arena, she would see, on the other hand, a weird-looking Pokegirl... she seemed to be new, but she also had never been among the others before. Maybe she was imported... what mattered, however, was that she was somewhat fierce in appearance; she was completely navy, other than some sort of protective red cover over her front. She had a rather huge fishtail and thick legs, a contrast to her rather lithe, even disappointingly asexual body... but well, she also had sharp teeth, sharp claws, some fins sprouting from her arms that looked awfully sharp, and even her skin seemed sharp.<br/><br/>As usual, she heard the announcers announce the battle of the day, which was going to be between her and a 'Snapper', whatever that was... and then, as form, loud, rock music started to blare from the speakers.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>The man showed no signs of being threatened... as usual. That man<em>never</em>showed any signs of being impressed with him. "I assure you, you'll certainly agree to what I'm about to ask of you, Draiss. See, recently my son has left to go on his very own Pokegirl journey, and frankly, he left at the wrong moment; I had just lined up a fiancée for him to meet. Not that it is any of your interests, but what this comes down to is... my son is unaware of the dangers of the real world, and besides, we have certain matters to uphold here... so, this is an uneasy business."<br/><br/>After that, he took a different position. "This is where you come in. Both of us know you would rather go out and not be in this place any longer, and we both certainly do know that the primary reason for your current stay is due to your... unusual circumstances," he said, eyeing him at that moment. "Thus... if you accept meeting with my son and guaranteeing that he'll stay with us, I'll give you a set of proper Tamer documents. Simply avoid disobeying my orders and you can keep them."<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>At the room, Zelda would soon see there were other Pokegirls, roused from their sleep as well. Bonnie, Macy, Donna... all Pokegirls who were 'mature'; Pokegirls who could join Tamers without any legal issues for the Ranch. Sepia only had a few moments, before she was driven away; the other Pokegirls clearly frowned on being seen with her. Now, there were only her and twenty-five or so Pokegirls...<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>The city Claudia had reached was rather weird, overall. It was full of hills, and it wasn't uncommon for people to just run downhill, at times... but in general, they seemed to be friendly. Not that anyone had paid her any real attention, but...<br/><br/>Still, the city was rather interesting. It looked like it was very old, and it also had those tall statues. Not to mention the paintings, and even some of the Pokegirls she could see, most of them of species she didn't remember...<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>The man took a moment to process the request. "Milk? I didn't know we were giving these off to the Pokegirls..." he said, somewhat confused... but shrugged it off. "But well, if that's what you want, I'll get you some. Wait here, will you?" he added, going back inside the house.<br/><br/>Just a moment later, from behind a bush, a certain Pokegirl smirked. "Hey... look who it is!" she said, with a sly grin in her face. "If it isn't the 'comes-and-goes' Cyndacunt! Came here to get some more free food?"<br/><br/>Unfortunately for Flavia, during her first visits to the Ranch, she had been seen by the Boobiesaur, a quick-thinking (and VERY annoying) girl named Brenda. In a way, she was the only reason why she hadn't been discovered as a 'Feral' Pokegirl... and both that fact, and the fact that Brenda was overall stronger, sneakier, and prettier than her, were the only reasons for her to not ignore the large-chested Pokegirl. At least she didn't have to do anything too troublesome, so far...<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>"S-sorry..." the voice said... and as her senses recovered, Elysia would realize that the person who had smacked onto her was a young person, even for a human (something she quickly realized, from his smell). With black hair, black eyes, and rather boring clothes, he didn't look very threatening... and even though he was obviously an adult, he still had an infantile, familiar air over him. As he stared at her, however, he seemed to realize something. "You..."<br/><br/>Usually, the Pokegirl would expect a comment regarding her size, her stupid assets, her size, her skin color, or her size... but instead, his response was something even stupider. "You're naked!" he cried out, staring at her face for once. "Are you okay? Do you need anything? Sorry for bumping into you!"