Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*Voxno-V, patient as Beldum in its erudite form, responds* Thank you, Miss Gloria. *and heads over to the Linoone*
Pardon me, I believe you may have a number of brown bags from when you brought in the injured Snorlax...
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*Voxno-V telekinetically takes the brown baggies with Koss' remedies within, and gives them a cursory inspection. Satisfied, the Unown preemptively tells the Linoone* Thank you...and I apologize for this awkward departure in advance.
*it decides to fly out the window (again), and keeps a distance from the party to feign reconnaissance — it can't be seen interacting with the party directly too much while in town*
edited 29th Jul '17 1:07:09 PM by sarysa
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus."Come on guys, let's get going."
Mila tracks over to Finley awfully quickly, and smiles on seeing her outside against the cloudy sky. She still has a hard time believing that she got better so quickly— or even at all. She has to stop herself from hugging Finley again.
"Wow, we're finally out of there. I'm still surprised by how quickly you recovered, Finley. You're really strong, you know."
I need to update these things more oftenFinley looks down at Mila, also smiling. "I know, right? I don't know how, I thought maybe the doctors were really skilled, but they didn't know either..."
She points to a massive scar on her chest, as her smiles shifts to a frown. "I think this is sticking around for a while, though."
Long live the New Bev.She smiles and says, "Yep. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."
But she frowns again and tries to answer Guy's question, fishing her memory... "I don't... really remember. I met a cat after he asked me about Marlon, apparently he got Jani a while ago... Mila, do you remember?" Finley asks, turning to her.
Long live the New Bev.Mila becomes more somber as the discussion turns back to the fight, but she tries to keep herself collected as she describes what happened.
"Well, like you said, there was the cat that attacked Jani. It asked us a few questions, then for some reason it got angry and attacked you. We were all caught off guard... all I remember after that was running to get you to safety."
I need to update these things more often
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*concerned about Jani's well being, Hevea summons his courage (while simultaneously making an excuse to visit Lucy) and takes the larger cart out to town. eventually he recognizes a couple of Jani's party and greets them...very nervously*
H-h-hello...d-d-do y-y-you all h-h-happen to know J-j-jani?
((note: These events (and the earlier longpost @ Hevea's) are a bit (1~2 hours) in the past, relative to the rest of the party's interactions.))
*popping into the Salty Spitoon, Jani notices the barkeep is not the same one from the evening — fortunate, since she'd otherwise likely be kicked out for damaging the facade. she travels up the ramp of plot convenience and "greets" the female Medicham*
I need to speak to someone who knows how to get around Hoard. *she speaks bluntly, with a cold, unwavering expression*
*the Medicham grumbles at the sudden arrival* Digletts and Drillburs, actin' like they can go w'erever they please just 'cause they can... *she says, feigning subtlety while hoping that Jani can hear. She then continues* I don' know anythin' unless I'm speakin' to payin' customers...
*getting the message, Jani pulls out a 500 (down to 3700) Poke bill from her underground hammerspace, and requests* Hardest grain-based liquor that'll get me. No berries.
*the Medicham perks up now that she has a paying customer in the early morning, and mentions* Ah, we have 'em. Got a preference? No. *Jani coldly responds, while not even looking at her anymore* Whiskey it is. *the Medicham suggests, which is incidentally the cheapest thing that meets Jani's criteria*
*pouring it into a shot glass, the Medicham hands it to Jani and asks* So wha' do ya' need to speak with someone from 'oard about? *to which Jani answers quietly* I need a..."discount"...business permit. *as she manipulates dirt to down the Whiskey in one gulp. she manages to hold back reacting to the stinging sensation pretty well, probably aided somewhat by the VA*
*the barkeep looks around and blurts out* Ya' mean a forgery, don' ya'? *Jani's eyes widen* Ah, can the subtlety. Ain' no one 'round at this hour anyways... *but then whispers* At least, we pay the fuzz 'ansomely to keep their noses elsew'ere for a few 'ours a day...
*Jani looks around, and does notice a few rather shady characters conducting various forms of illicit business, and the barkeep suggests while looking off in a direction*
'At dragon over in the corner, there's yer forger. Tell 'em, "Ships sail, but do not land, by the rocky shores of 'oard." I forget if there's shores anywhere near Hoard or not, but as a nonsense phrase it works. ;)
*Jani nods to the barkeep, and heads over to said dragon*
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus."... Thank you, Mila." Finley turns to Dana, still looking somber. "Are you still upset about what happened to Jani?"
Long live the New Bev.
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*the professor manages to get a bit more confidence, but still has trouble getting out* I th-th-thought sh-sh-she would be with y-y-you all, but I g-g-guess that was a l-l-lie. *he tells Marlon, continuing* Sh-sh-she was at m-m-my house a c-c-couple hours ago, b-b-but something s-s-seemed wrong with h-h-her. *he looks down, unsure if he's betraying Jani's confidence or doing her a favor* Sh-sh-she said she was s-s-sick, b-b-but she only c-c-coughed once and k-k-kept her distance the entire t-t-time.
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.

Finley too heads outside and begins looking around for the rest of the group.
Mila may have had a point. Everyone is too scattered. She'll be sure to talk about this the next chance she gets.
"HEY, IF YOU'RE WITH ME, DO YOU MIND COMING HERE?"
Long live the New Bev.