Shalour
Carol: -she laughs and sits down- Well, it's been alright. I came here about two days ago, but Babe hated it, so there's been a good deal of electrical injury. He and River are off in the city east of this one now, while I search for familiar faces. And here you are, so my mission so far has been successful!
Cynthia: -closes her eyes and makes a noise one can only hope is supposed to be a purr-
Carol: Honestly, I was feeling kinda detached from the group for a bit...but I missed everyone, especially you, so I ventured back towards the J-Team again. Anyways, how long have you been in Kalos? I'm still getting my bearings, so a more experienced traveler would be useful to have around. -grins-
Suddenly, a device embedded in Munn's right shoulder whirs to life.
It projects a hologram of a little girl
◊.
???: "Do not be alarmed."
Shalour City
-Herbert's redness would intensify at the "especially you" comment if it were not for the fact that he really can't get any redder than he already is.-
Herbert: Well, if you're looking for a tour guide, then you're out of luck. I'm terrible with directions. I've mostly been bumbling around and following the others - I haven't been up to much myself, aside from... uh, well...
-He trails off awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck.-
-Leonard harrumphs at Cleo.-
Leonard: As are you. So, were we supposed to be going somewhere to host this little competition, or are we just going to stand here and snipe at each other?
-Gallade levitates a bottle of vodka for himself.-
Gallade: <What're the rules? Not that it matters, since we're going to end up plastered in five minutes no matter what.>
edited 15th Feb '14 3:48:24 PM by Herbert40k
Shalour
Carol: Heh, that's alright. We can bumble about together! -she scooches a bit closer to him-
Cynthia: -looks up- Is something wrong, Mister?
Carol: You're stuttering more than usual, Herby! What's up?
-the girl approaches from behind, and Carol looks up-
Carol: Oh, hello there!
Cynthia: Hiya, lady!!! -her ears perk up as she leaps from Herbert to greet her-
Coumarine
-an old man questions nothing has he sits down next to a Nidorina sleeping on top of a Flaaffy-
edited 15th Feb '14 3:56:49 PM by QuarterDollar

Shalour
Cleo: ...Has anyone ever told you that you are a tremendously bad liar? If not, I'll tell you now: You are a tremendously bad liar.
Pakhet ~winks~ in an assorted variety of alcoholic beverages. Pakhet herself goes straight for the Krupnik.
Pakhet: <Pick you poisons, boys (I hope Mustapha/Mansa Musa doesn't kill me for this)~ Also... I think it's time to play...>
Pakhet ~winks~ in her guitar and starts strumming a few chords.
Pakhet: <That's right, the Cleonard drinking game~>
edited 15th Feb '14 3:41:20 PM by PippingFool
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