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Odette had taken to sitting on the sand to cool off and rest her legs while she waited for Laura and her big buddy to show up. Give Enora a chance to primp herself, and give Odile a chance to do…whatever the fuck she was doing. “Can you at least tell me what he said?” she asked, poking the limp...

With her head so full and with absolutely no desire to keep interrogating, Odette decided it would be in her best interest to go for her jog. She'd initially had no plan to do any form of working out today, but few things cleared her head better than a good run. She couldn't exactly borrow the...

"That I don't know," she admitted. She'd been a little taken aback by Blair mentioning it, and Jenny's response didn't quite help. "Teleportation could play in there? Really, I don't..." A sigh. "It was just a thought. Thanks for your insight."

Odile gave Wallace a wary glance. What the hell did that have to do with anything? "̶J̶e̷ ̶c̵o̸n̴n̶a̴i̷s̸ ̴t̷o̴u̵t̷e̷s̵ ̸l̷e̵s̶ ̷l̴a̵n̴g̶u̵e̵s̸.̴ ̷A̶v̴e̵z̷-̷v̴o̴u̸s̵ ̸d̷é̶j̴à̴ ̷a̵p̸p̸r̵i̶s̸ ̸à̸ ̸p̴a̷r̷l̷e̶r̵ ̷l̶'̴a̸n̸c̸i̶e̵n̷n̵e̷ ̷l̷a̴n̶g̸u̴e̷ ̵d̸e̷ ̶H̸i̶o̶m̴u̸c̵d̶a̷r̶i̶c̶...

The longer she stood in that office, the more she felt herself starting to perspire. Profusely. "Why am I sweating all of a sudden..." she asked under her breath. "Are you tired? Your monitor isn't beeping." No, it wasn't. She felt fine, truthfully. But at the same time, something was...

Now that made sense. Odette was relieved to know she'd trusted her instinct to not ask Blair about the note. And to be wary of her in the first place. Especially now after learning that the alleged culprit was yellow, her thoughts were absolutely buzzing. Watch your backs, she'd said. Yep, she...

As she stood there wondering what the hell she was going to do for the rest of the day, she felt a weight land on her head. She stiffened, but she saw one of those stupid branch wings hang down in her peripheral vision. "Welcome back, scumbag," she hissed. "I hope you had fun on your little...

Yes, yes, YES. This is what she CAME HERE FOR. She eyed him fondly as he fired his eloquently crafted tongue lashing at her, her eyes prickling up more and more, as if she were smiling. Her being looked good on him. He looked very good mad. Yes, it was certain; catcalling was always the way to...

Odette didn’t let the piercing gaze of Hatterene get to her. Instead, she simply returned the wave. “You bet. Safe travels,” she replied. She had half a mind to have Enora use some sort of investigative attempt on her, but…judging by the look that that damn ‘mon was giving her, that might not...

Well, all of that amounted to absolutely nothing. People really didn’t like causing scenes here, did they? She supposed it was good they’d gotten the color of the culprit—she’d file that away for later—but now everyone was getting ready to leave without a single damn outburst. She locked her...

Yes I mentioned that 😂

Okay well just confirmed here that Noro is telling the truth about all this, but he just said he didn’t see anything, not that he doesn’t know anything. Still on my radar, but a little less than Hypno and Grumpig rn. Waiting for more from Blair provided Odette didn’t fucking scare her off by...

GUYS HOLY SHIT. SHINY GRUMPIG IS YELLOW?????? PSYCHIC TYPE RESIDUE AT THE SCENE????? Y’ALL I THINK ODETTE’S IN DANGER???? Or wit’s Alakazam lmaoooo in which case RUN WES RUN Or Hypno???? WAIT ALL THESE PSYCHIC TYPES ARE FUCKING YELLOW, I HATE IT HERE

The subtle expression change at the sight of Enora wasn’t lost on her, but she didn’t let that knowledge show on her face. She shrugged her shoulders. “Never said I was particularly good at this ‘social’ thing,” she admitted in a dejected huff. “Definitely got overexcited. I don’t know anybody...

Odile blinked. Was this guy okay? "̶I̶'̴m̴ ̷s̷o̷r̸r̶y̴,̷"̵ ̴she said stupidly. "̵I̴'̸m̴ ̴W̴r̷a̵t̵h̷,̸ ̸n̶o̴t̷ ̶L̴u̶s̷t̴.̴"̷

"̶H̸o̴w̵ ̷a̸b̴o̶u̶t̷ ̷y̸o̴u̴ ̷t̵a̷k̶e̶ ̶a̷ ̴f̵e̸w̵ ̷b̵r̵e̶a̵t̴h̵s̶ ̶a̸n̶d̶ ̶b̷u̸s̵t̵ ̶o̴u̶t̸ ̴o̵f̶ ̷t̸h̶a̸t̵ ̶s̸u̷i̵t̸?̵ ̴H̶o̸w̴ ̵a̵r̷e̷ ̴y̶o̶u̴ ̶f̶u̴c̶k̶i̶n̶g̵ ̴b̷r̴e̸a̸t̴h̴i̵n̷g̶ ̵i̵n̵ ̵t̷h̶a̵t̷?̴"̸

Yes, yes. She could feel the wrath and aggravation wafting through the area. The swamp was practically full of it now. It was glorious. She stifled an airy giggle into her hand as her eyes darted back and forth between the humans. She sincerely doubted Odette and Enora were having NEARLY as...

Well. It appears as if she had grated on the nerves of a child. That was low hanging fruit, though. "̵I̶ ̴h̷a̴v̴e̶ ̴a̶ ̴b̶e̵t̸t̸e̶r̷ ̵o̶n̶e̷.̸ ̴Y̵o̴u̸ ̴e̶v̶e̷r̴ ̸h̸e̶a̶r̸d̷ ̸o̴f̸ ̶h̸e̶a̸v̸y̴ ̸m̶e̷t̸a̶l̶?̶ ̵T̴h̵i̸s̷ ̶o̸n̷e̴'̴s̵ ̷a̵ ̴c̴l̸a̸s̷s̴i̴c̶,̵"̵ she snickered, fluttering up to a higher...

Well that's not who she was anticipating to get riled up with her words. This latex dude was such a pussy, so she supposed it wasn't surprising. But she didn't want HIS reaction, she wanted-- Perfect. Not Roserade lady, but a damn good close second. Clovis 2.0 was now getting really mad. She...

Yum. Defensive. On edge. Cornered. This one smelled a lot better than the marsh did as a whole. Like a little Febreeze air freshener in the middle of all of Guzma's dirty laundry. Perhaps this one would be more fun to poke than the Aggron. "̷W̵h̵o̶ ̸w̴a̴l̸k̵s̸ ̶i̵n̵ ̴a̶ ̶d̴i̷r̷t̸y̴ ̴p̷l̴a̸c̵e̵...