ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

-Sholto, noticing the others go, retreats into his ball-

Opelucid City

-Mason looks at Volpe as he arrives, raising an eyebrow-

Mason: So the man behind the voice is just as close to the grave as the voice was itself, huh? I guess I should have expected a sleazy half-dead cop to be the head of this mess of an operation, it's a match made in heaven.

-He follows the crowd-

The Plain Bean — Yesterday

-Rose just sorta raises her eyebrows as Savannah starts to almost speak again-

edited 26th Nov '17 2:00:40 PM by BittersweetNSour

Nimbasa City

Able to operate his phone again, Colton tapped away on the screen.

After ducking and weaving in, out and between buildings. Volpe and the ragtag group end up in front of a rather downtrodden and neglected tenement looking building in the Modern District of Opelucid. It's hard to tell if Volpe was correct in that this building was used by Interpol or Volpe just has an affinity for things as broke, decrepit and abandoned as he is.

Volpe: Here we are~ We'll be heading to the room on the third floor of this dump, that's where y'all be debriefed on what exactly is going on at the location you're gonna be stormin'.

Volpe and his Ninetails head inside.

Brie: ...This is excessive.

...I will out-extra this guy.

-she sends out Halcyon and climbs onto his back to fly straight to the third floor-

Route 5

Izaya: A bad week, I'm assuming?

Opelucud

-Jared and Jean head up-

-Savannah fails to notice the eyebrow raising and she presently has her eyes tightly shut.-

Opelucid City

Gordes: "Ooooh we're stormin'! I told you the breaching charges were a good idea!"

Verax: -Hissing- "Not yet. Wait till we get debriefed to start patting yourself on the back. Until then, zip it, shorty."

edited 26th Nov '17 2:19:10 PM by Verax

JD follows without a word, quietly observing everything.

-Ren blinks. Repeatedly.-

-Ren takes the ring.-

Ren: -actually sympathizing with Coyote WOW. THERE'S something I'd neverthought I'd write...- We got like, ten types of cheese in the kitchens. You can take what you like, as long as no one sees you.

-Shun, lacking the rest of the group's capacity for extra, simply starts heading up the stairs. At about the second floor, his burning curiosity gets the better of him and he looks back at Verax.-

Shun: Forgive me if I'm mistaken, but, um... you wouldn't happen to have had a starring role in any movies, would you?

Lucius: Hmm, let's weigh it up...

-He starts facetiously counting points on his fingers.-

Lucius: Pros: I caught up with some long-lost relatives. Cons: Turns out most of my friends are in league with Cipher Rebooted and flew off the handle when I mentioned I might have issues with that. So it's been a pretty mixed bag, really.

edited 26th Nov '17 2:27:38 PM by Herbert40k

Celadon

Coyote: Excellent. I'll just-

???: Oh, you know what - never mind the cheese, Coyote, I can just make some from your collection!

-Coyote visibly freaks out. He quickly retreats into the shadows.-

Coyote: NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!

???: Oh, fine then, you sourpuss! You're a bigger stick in the mud than Haskil!

-Ren blinks at where Coyote disappeared.-

Ren: -pulling out an envelope- I guess an invite to to the party wasn't actually needed...

Opelucid City

Verax: -Slightly confused- "I don't-"

-Beat-

"... You are fucking kidding me right."

Ezran: -With barely contained laughter- "I... he just mistook you for your brother in that awful sci-fi romcom?! That's gold"

-Verax is not amused◊ as he informs everyone he'll see them up top-

Opelucid

-Mason stares at the decrepit building.-

Mason: Oh, of course! The building is dying too, that's a fantastic sign of what's to come. When do we get our own zombie costumes? I can provide my own, if necessary, but it's kind of out of season, don't you think?

edited 26th Nov '17 2:34:25 PM by BittersweetNSour

"I could tear off my own skin and set myself on fire if that would help. Far scarier than a zombie anyways," JD mumbled to himself.

Route 5

Izaya: Hmm, let me guess, they accused you of holding unnecessary grudges against people who had clearly repented or had extenuating circustances in their favor? If so, that does sound rough.

Opelucid

Jean: ...Did he just casually defenestrate himself?

Jared: He's got style!

-to Mason-

Do you have a zombie costume on you?

edited 26th Nov '17 2:42:02 PM by Umbramatic

Celadon

???: DID SOMEONE SAY PARTY?!

Coyote: NO! NO ONE SAID PARTY!

???: SOMEONE SAID PARTY! I LOVE PARTIES!

-In a burst of orange and purple, a man drops down from the branches of the tree. He wears a brilliant orange-and-purple jacket, a fluffy white undershirt, some bizarre leather pants, and a cane. His hair is shock white.-

???: That was you, wasn't it? Wasn't it?

-He taps his cane on the ground twice before shooting Ren a demented smile.-

???: I'm Sheogorath, God of Madness and other things! I don't talk about the other things. Well, not really a God here, anyway. I'm on vacation! Well, on vacation of a vacation, which isn't working, because going on vacation is so dreadfully tiring sometimes. Especially when that vacation involves a previous version of yourself. Or maybe they're a future version? I dunno, Time is weird! It could almost drive you insane!

edited 26th Nov '17 2:38:39 PM by DuneTheWanderer

-Shaun ignores the throbbing pain in his foot as he gets on the elevator with Achille and Jessica.-

The Harbringer: <Distracting him to get in close.>

-Vilkas takes a few hits before switching to Shield Form.-

-Shun huffs indignantly.-

Shun: From Space With Love is not "awful"! I will admit to being a recent convert, but the film itself is far deeper and more nuanced than most people care to-

-He blinks at Verax's departure.-

Shun: ...Did he really just jump out of the window?

-Gregson looks up at Mason with a grin.-

Gregson: <Dude. Yes. I am so on board with this.>

-Lucius is taken off-guard by Izaya's comment before folding his arms angrily.-

Lucius: Okay, first off, whatever weird psychic shit you're doing, cut it out. Next up, there's no "clearly" or "unnecessary" about it, okay? Last time we let our guard down like this, we got stabbed in the back, and I seem to be the only person who remembers how morally bankrupt each and every individual in that terroristic cesspool really was.

-Ren blinks.-

Ren: N-n-new gods.

edited 26th Nov '17 2:43:58 PM by keys2tkingdom

Volpe heads inside the third room to the left on the 3rd floor, aptly named Room 33, and waits silently for the rest of the party to shuffle in. His scowling Weavile watching over the proceeding like a hungry Talonflame.

Opelucid

Ezran: -She lays a hand on Shun's shoulder- "Listen, shorty. It's a bad movie. Some people think it's so bad that it's good and it does have a bit of it's own cult wrapped around it, but from a cinematographic and writing perspective, it's really bad. Sorta like 80's music."

-She moves on ahead-

-In room 33 Verax crawls in through a window and hurriedly reclines against a wall to pretend he was totally always here-

 Opelucid, yesterday 

-Shrugs and just parkours up the side of the building-

edited 26th Nov '17 2:47:31 PM by rmctagg09

-Brie follows Verax in through the window-

Halcyon: <That was unnecessary.>

Brie: Yeah, that's the point.