The Druddigon begins to brush his chin, knowing he'd forgotten something when talking with that Diglett... she said something about...
"Hey, wait a sec!" he called out. "Didya say you were goin' to Hoard? And you wanted to do some... marketin' or something like that?"
"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work.""Well, I don't know about that. Remember how she introduced us to her 'inventor' friend? It's more like she thinks that whatever human knowledge she has is just something she imagined up or that her friend made. She wasn't really turning primitive— if anything, that might have been the Viral Aggression taking over. You know what? Discussing this won't help if we're just sitting on our butts here. Let's get going!"
Mila seems antsy and eager to go, though she's still not entirely sure what their mode of transportation will be for the journey. She'd prefer if it didn't take several days to get there.
I need to update these things more oftenIN THE PAST: 1~2 hours before Hevea met the party.
*hearing the Druddigon's finally spelled it right words, Jani turns around and heads up the ramp* Aye. *she nods* It's mainly just the advertising blitz, my partners and I would like to eventually sell our new invention in Hoard, maybe set up a local distributor as well. Guessing we might have to anyway...trade protections and all...
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.Yeah, let's go!
(I start to move along to where the Professor pointed us to.)
Maybe we could find a mode of transport on our way there, hopefully it isn't too far along by the time we do!
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Tell....everyone...."She's right. If we don't have anything else to do here, let's get moving." Finley says, stepping forward.
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Long live the New Bev.Noriaki begins making his way in the directed direction as well.
"It's for the best we head there posthaste, especially with our previous discussion on leaving this place anyway."
If we come across anyone who can give us a method of transport, but desires a fee, I still have a fair amount of poke left.
(I say, as we march to the gate.)
Tell....everyone....The Druddigon once more began to brush his chin, looking up to the ceiling in thought. Eventually, he returned his attention to Jani. "Ah, y'don't need a document forger to do that. I mean, Hoard loves that sorta enterprisin' attitude. Yer'll just need to prove that y'goin' to sell 'em, preferably within a certain guaranteed timeframe. They ain't too keen on 'moochers an' parasites', see. An' they'll send someone to check. Don't want y'chances o' goin' back there in the future hurt, y'know. I know, 'cause I been there to do business, m'self. Sell all my armour bits, nuts an' bolts... all that good stuff."
"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."IN THE PAST: 1~2 hours before Hevea met the party.
*Jani is visibly stunned, thinking of Hevea* (Huh...I guess even a genius professor can fall victim to hearsay...) *though eventually she snaps out of it, telling the Druddigon* That's...great to hear, wow. That's two locals who are actually pretty intelligent who had some sort of false impression about Hoard. They both figured it was some sort of bureaucratic nightmare.
*she then blushes on the realization she asked an innocent pokemon to do something illegal* I'm...sorry for the mixup. *she looks down and the blushing deepens* I don't normally um...but you see I was kind of in a rush...and...
*she looks up and decides to ask, before heading out* Where do you think these sorts of rumors come from?
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.The Druddigon shrugged. "Beats me. Probably from disgruntled tourists or 'moochers' who tried t'get in without a valid reason. Y'know it's always the ones that break rules that complain about 'em. The few, the loud. I'm sure ya've heard it before."
"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work.""I do too, I haven't really spent much of mine.."
off the shits"Oh yeah, that's right, money. I haven't really touched any since we got here, which sounds weird now that I'm saying it aloud. Heh..."
Are you ready? Go live!Hey! Where y'all goin'?
(Marsha runs up to the party.)
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"I shall not be foolish again, my dear Gwendolyn!"IN THE PAST: 1~2 hours before Hevea met the party.
*Jani figures out loud* Huh, well maybe I'll give a go at getting in the front gate. *she grins sheepishly* Definitely a productive capitalist here! Plus it's just a sort of kiddie toy...can't imagine protectionism keeping that out...
*Jani nods a farewell to the Druddigon, regains her withdrawn demeanor, and states* Thanks for the advice. You've given me a lot to think about. *she turns and heads down the dirt ramp*
*though as she's about to dig out of there, Jani notices a particular flier on the wall. A grin envelops her face, and she disappears into the ground, knowing exactly where she plans to go...*
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.We need to head for another town in search of our friend.
(I say to Marsha.)
Tell....everyone....Oh, really? Well, ok then. (says Marsha) Say, where's Goobert? Shouldn't he be with you guys?
"I shall not be foolish again, my dear Gwendolyn!""... He's staying here." Finley says grimly.
Long live the New Bev.Guy rubbed the back of his head. "Huh. I didn't think he wanted to stay here. But alright."
It's been 3000 years…He decided to act upon his plan of settling down here for a while. He's with your brother Benji I believe.
Tell....everyone....Oh, he is? I didn't know that. (Marsha seems surprised.) Well, I guess we'll get to see him more often... You sure don't seem enthused about this, Foxy. Is there a problem with him staying here?
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"I shall not be foolish again, my dear Gwendolyn!"It kinda came as a surprise to all of us, miss.
Tell....everyone...."... We won't be staying here."
Long live the New Bev.*I tap Finley on the shoulder and point to Marsha.*
"Who is she?"
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Are you ready? Go live!Are you afraid that you won't be here to protect him or somethin' if you move on? I guess that makes sense. (Marsha asks.) On the other hand though, he has friends here. Benji, Del, those guys he helped Benji hire, me...listen, Foxy, if it'll make ya feel better we'll do the honors of protecting the big guy should somethin' happen here again. Capiche?
"I shall not be foolish again, my dear Gwendolyn!"
IN THE PAST: 1~2 hours before Hevea met the party.
*Jani opens her mouth, simply can't find the words to express her frustration, turns around and begins to head down the ramp, intent to speak again to the barkeep*
(Bureaucracy...I swear to god. Paper pushers are fair game...) *her corrupted mind thinks to herself*
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.