Ripley practically propels herself out of her seat upon hearing the door open, expecting her meeting partner, but instead found... Voxno?
"Vox?! What in blazes are you- Vox, you can't be here at this time! I'm supposed to be-"
She herself stopped and took a deep breath. The tonic; she thought she knew that Vox was talking about. She just needed to get some, that's all.
"Right... Drosen's tonic. You mean the one you used on Fan, I presume. Don't be surprised, he told me. His memory is a mysterious beast... almost as though he's retraining himself."
Drosen tried very hard not to look proud.
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!(Sheila just sets the bowl down on the ground in front of Eliot after Marlon takes more.)
I just can't even think about how he feels right now... (Sheila says.) Do you have a plan for turning him back to normal?
edited 12th Aug '17 12:32:20 PM by kablammin45
"Hey, least I didn't lose all my artistic talent when I crash landed in the arena here."
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*Voxno-! is startled at the sight of Ripley as well, but then more "calmly" states* Ripley! That's the one...the Smeargle who rescued her sketched her and...he's like some sort of amalgamation! I thought maybe the tonic could cause him to detransform as well...
*the reality of the situation has kicked in...Fan wants to disappear, and Voxno knows it. Ripley's bound to ask about her sooner or later. Only a little time to construct a lie, and in its ditziest form at that*
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus."SHHHHH!!" Ripley went, clearly much more urgent than usual. "Quiet! I'm supposed to be meeting with someone right now, and you do not want them to know anything you've been doing! Now get into the backroom and stay qui-"
"Ahem," a voice came from the entrance, accompanied by the bell of the front door ringing. "Ripley. You said there'd be no-one here except coot..."
It was Khmalidze and her bodyguard team...
edited 12th Aug '17 12:55:27 PM by PresidentStalkeyes
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!Finley appears, late. She tries to look into the room, but just like Mila, she can't manage it. "Is everything okay?" She scans the panicked faces of everyone there.
"Is someone hurt?"
Long live the New Bev."... Oh, jeez... what do we do? Is he okay? What does he look like right now?!"
Long live the New Bev.
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*Voxno-! freezes for a moment as a result of Khmalidze's commanding voice, before eventually getting a hold of itself and blurting out a hastily constructed lie* S-sorry, m'am! I'm just a big fan of Mick's Lum mixes, y'know!
*Voxno turns to Mick* You were just going to show me your newest cocktail, the ones in the back room, remember? I bet my party guests are gonna love it!! *given Mick's poor memory, this could actually seem feasible*
edited 12th Aug '17 1:13:18 PM by sarysa
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus."Jesus... okay! Hang in there, Eliot! We're helping you!"
Finley had no idea if this was true, but it was worth the chance.
Long live the New Bev.Ripley sighed and tutted to herself. "Relax, Kapitani. This is the guild officer I told you about. They're on our side," she said, not seeing the point in lying about it. Not like Unowns are commonplace around Hoard.
Khmalidze signalled for half her team to go outside and flank the exits, before silently clomping over to inspect the Unown. "Unassuming specimen, isn't it?" she says, scratching her metallic jaw with her bandaged arms, making a noticeable scraping sound. "The Guild and I don't seem to get along, for... petty reasons... but... I'm hoping you're different, Voxno. Ripley spoke highly of your meeting, and your recognition that our plan for Hoard is best- no, only course of action. Don't disappoint, now."
"Kapitani, with all due respect... they're here on an entirely unrelated errand. Some kind of emergency; and we, ourselves, have urgent things to be discussing."
Khmalidze paused in thought for a while and looked over at Ripley, exchanging slightly knowing looks with each other.
"...Fine. Voxno, do whatever it is you do and get out. You have sixty seconds."
edited 12th Aug '17 1:20:32 PM by PresidentStalkeyes
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!

"Do you know a way to get him normal again? Poor guy looks like he's in a lot of pain".
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