ITT: We Have All Become Pokémon

*Jani then drinks a sizable amount of her vodka, remarking* This stuff...at least this stuff is smooth. Very, very smooth. *she then sighs, before snickering to herself and nudging Andy, saying* Mi-milly's going to be soooooo pissed when she gets this body back. I mean I...I just totally wrecked it. *she then snickers a bit more before leaning back a bit...luckily, her natural center of balance keeps it from being a tumble*

Well let's see now... *Teller starts listing out a number of popular topics to Grigori, careful not to give too much away* There's a mercenary group that was seeking out former humans...not for employment, mind you...you're not exactly their type. Then there's the Viral Aggression, but your companions seem to know more about that than me. Someone claimed to see a 4-headed Dodrio in the forest recently, but she didn't get a great view... Then there's that certain scoundrel...

*Tilly mutters to the Goo Crew* And to think Jani's the one getting stone drunk....

edited 8th Oct '17 2:37:04 PM by sarysa

Yeah, sure... when she gets the body back... He snickers.

(I place PJ on Marsha's head and then aside to the group whole:)

Well, that was...something.

(I look up at the sky, and make an observation:)

We could still explore this town for a while, but it's actually kinda getting to be late afternoon.

Hmm...maybe we should head back before it gets dark? (Benji suggests.)

I did kind of want to look around a bit more... (Dinah says.) But we can head back if the rest of you want to.

What do you fellas think? (Marsha asks the others in the current circle.)

*Jani gets irate at that last bit* What's that spossed—supposed to mean, Mr. pessimi...Mr. Pessistimisty Pants...Mr. Pessy Pants...there, got it. *she snickers like an idiot at her own "joke"* We're getting back...idacare what you say, we're...we're totally getting back... *and the hatch opens for another mouthful of vodka*

We didn't really get to see much... *Tilly laments to the Goo Crew, but then adds* ...though I'm just a guest on this expedition. *before thinking to herself* (Perhaps I'll get another chance if they reverse this mess soon enough...)

Hmm...

(I put a hand to my chin, and then say to our group:)

Hey, they did sponsor us, so if we ever wanted to come back and actually look around here, we can do just that. Actually...

(I motion to the Bar:)

We should head over to the bar before we go, to make sure that Jani wants to stay there a little longer.

Sounds like a plan to me. (Marsha says. She makes sure PJ isn't going to fall off her head, then turns toward the bar.)

I have to say, I would gladly come here again. (Dinah says as she also turns.) This place is so nice...

Yeah. (Benji says.)

edited 8th Oct '17 2:48:34 PM by kablammin45

"I-I..." Finley looks at the others, clearly despairing.

"Hey, wait. It's not personal, I just..." She can't say anything. "You know..."

Same. Alright, now...

(I lead the way to the bar, and stick my head in:)

Hey, uh, Teller? Sorry to cut our trip here short, but we're going to be heading back to Agartha now before it gets dark.

(I turn to Jani:)

Are you sure you'll stay here for a while longer?

Noriaki looks like he wants to say something, but is just at a loss for exactly what.

*Teller nods to Marlon, stating* Don't worry about it — once you've been sponsored, it sticks...unless you were to do something unspeakable, of course. *he gives a rather serious look as he utters that last part*

*as for Jani, she states while still looking at her glass* Just....just a bit longer for me. I'll go back...soon, just...not yet...

(The mercenary group might be trouble if I'm not careful. Still, I shouldn't give my identity away willy-nilly. Second came Viral Aggression. With a name like that, it certainly would be something a little problematic. Then came the 4-headed Dodrio, but I'm not too interested in that. The last one was incredibly vague, but I had to learn a bit more.) _{Could you tell me more about the last one?} (I waved to Marlon.) Give a minute or two.

edited 8th Oct '17 3:01:54 PM by Ore-O

Alright, Grigori. We'll be right outside the bar here. And I guess we'll see you later, Jani. Thanks again, Teller!

(I say to all three, motioning for our small crew to head outside and then once outside, holding station for the moment.)

edited 8th Oct '17 3:09:16 PM by Team42Larson

Man, Giggles is a mess... (Marsha says to Marlon after she, Benji, and Dinah head outside.)

At least we know for sure that we can come back now. (Dinah says. She is a little excited to be able to easily come back here again.)

edited 8th Oct '17 3:07:16 PM by kablammin45

*My expression is dull as I lie atop Marsha's head, but I'm not complaining. Walking all this way was tiring. I still kinda miss having wings, but... I'm better off like this, even if I'm slow as molasses in comparison.*

PJ: "So... that Decidueye guy? Decidu-guy? Grigori, you said his name was? What's his deal, is he tagging along now? New member? Or did Nori get an edgy redesign or whatever?"

edited 8th Oct '17 3:14:27 PM by CaliburnAbsoluteEX

You're not kidding, Marsh. She's pretty far gone at this point.

(I say to Marsha, before saying to PJ:)

Yeah. He's another one of us (Nori is back in Agartha). We found him at the city hall in Agartha.

*Teller waves the Goo Crew + PJ out, then turns to Grigori with a smirk* You see, that's where the term information broker comes into play, though this one won't cost much.

*Tilly just follows alongside the Goo Crew + PJ, silently for now*

(" Another one of...us...? Dinah wonders as she overhears Marlon say this. There really *is* something strange going on, and she doesn't think she can just brush it off anymore. She asks a question that she feels she should have asked back at the mayor's house.'')

What do you mean, "another one of us", Marlon? (Dinah asks.)

Uh oh... (Marsha mutters to herself.)

(I decide to start leading us back, first making an aside to Tilly:)

Mind directing us as to what direction we should go?

(I aside to Marsha again as we head off:)

What do I do??

*Tilly points in a simple direction, more or less coinciding with a straight street* Straight that way, just keep going. Agartha has a lot of farmland on the surface — it's easier to get back than it is to get here.

*she then asides to Marlon* Unless you plan on suggesting you're all cultists, you'll have to tell her eventually...

Yeah, maybe we should just tell her at this point, Marly... (Marsha says.)

(I put about 1000 Poke on the table.) _{Will this cover it?}

*I elect to butt in and solve the dilemma for us.*

PJ: "You see, we used to be members of this guild in the past, decently-sized to the point where not every member would be familiar with all their coworkers but still rather small compared to others like the Swords or what-have-you. Just above amateur levels, you dig? Problem is, there was a managerial crisis and we ended up disbanding a while back, but we're in the process of getting the band back together and all that jazz. Surprisingly, quite a few of our numbers have gathered on this island, though given recent events I suppose it really shouldn't be a surprise. Does that answer your question or does it just raise more?"

Well...I guess it does... (Dinah says. She shrugs and carries on.)

(Marsha shrugs at Marlon.)

*Teller gladly accepts the Poké, and begins to tell his tale* Had a couple folks here, one of 'em is a guild member...which adds weight to the claim, discuss a rather disgusting individual...a Crabominable with an elongated left arm...or perhaps a stubby right arm. It's hard to keep track of every species out there after all... *he says with a grin* ...but I digress...

*leaning in, he continues to tell Grigori* All sorts of groups are after him...several law enforcement agencies, the guild of course, and others. They say he's the head of a meat smuggling ring, and the worst of the worst among those reprobates at that... *even "seen it all" aged Teller can't help but turn slightly pale as he continues* ...for the right price, and they say this doesn't come cheap, he'll kidnap specific individuals, drug them senseless, and then deliver them to his client...helpless, and at their mercy. That's on top of their cheaper, more hands-stained-red sort of work.

*regaining his normal stance, he telekinetically starts cleaning some glasses with a rag as he continues* Naturally, he's a popular target among bounty hunters. Had one just yesterday seek him out — my two sources say they spotted a Crabominable with a similar deformity heading to Agartha, but that was three days ago. Told my last customer it may be connected to the kidnappings, but thanks to your group... *he adds with a smirk* ...obviously, we both know better.

That said, it wouldn't be the first time he's been spotted in the area.

*Tilly looks onward while PJ spins his tale, and can only think to herself* (Fascinating...) *before she starts going through her own memories to see how many holes she can poke*

edited 8th Oct '17 4:16:48 PM by sarysa