Outside Coumarine Gym:
Duosion: Wait, you don't know how to play old maid!
Robin: Oh yeah.
Duosion: Hey, maybe some card tricks can kill time?
—-
Duosion: And....Here's your card!
Crobat: -widens eyes, visibly shocked-
Robin: You're a psychic; that's cheating.
Duosion: Oh, you're no fun!
edited 1st Mar '14 3:43:20 PM by Mrsunshinesprinkles
"Curry killed the pussy hoping that I could kill the hate in you" - Curry, D. "TABOO | TA13OO." TA13OO, PH, 2018-Is currently trying to decide whether or not I should bother summoning everyone for the meeting-
Hugging a Vanillite will give you frostbite.Mathilde nods. 'Tea should be as bitter as wormwood, and as sharp as a two-edged sword.'
edited 1st Mar '14 3:54:04 PM by conflictedpsyches
"If I am to be met with disrespect, then I must first love myself with a fierceness no fool can take away." - Vraska, Gorgon assassinLumiose City
-Dune and Deziree follow. Deziree is fiddling with the latch on her bag, nervously.-
Deziree: I hope that undead flesh is just as vulnerable to being frozen solid as regular flesh...
Dune: Deziree, under any other context, that would be a deeply disturbing question. Right now, though, that's a pretty valid concern.
Lumiose Hospital
Cleo walks in with Pakhet and Montu.
Cleo: Good day, Dandelion. How's life
?
Meanwhile Pakhet and Montu mosey over to Gallade.
Pakhet: <Isn't it sweet? She's probably going to visit him every day while he's in hospital~>
Montu: <But nothing much will progress, as Leonard is too clueless to pick up the obvious hints and Cleo is stubborn to spell it out for him.>
Pakhet and Montu sigh
Outside the Hospital.
A familiar honey-haired man is leaning on the side of a building, fiddling with a badge of some sort between his figures as he combs through the memories of the current inhabitants of the place.
...For extra measure, he puts up a SEP field.
At the Kalos Power Plant
Ulysses alien senses tingle as his nose picks up the scent of the Elgyem and Clefairy in the janitors closet.
Ulysses: HALT!
Ulysses whirlygigs his way to the janitor's closet while Melody follows him.
Melody: Ulysses you little scamp! What's wit' you and these "aliens" you keep yammering on about?
edited 1st Mar '14 4:00:23 PM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price

Illusion HQ
Wil: I did hear Voynich scream into the phone, you know. I assume this is one of your little tea parties.
Tastes better on the way back down.