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"Oh," she chuckled. "Well, in that case, yes I hope he breaks his neck." She swatted her hand at him bashfully. "My bad. My boyfriends, Guzma and Clovis. I don't think they come to these things as often as I do." Which was ironic, considering most of these invites were for Clovis. However, this...

Certainly not her best apology, but it got the point across. At the very least, Wallace seemed receptive and not...well, running for the hills. She quirked a brow at his words. "Yeah, of course I remember you. We talked about arts and I told your friend to break his neck." Perhaps I shouldn't...

Oh damn. Wallace. She'd forgotten about him. In the middle of all the fuckery and trying to, you know, vacate the damn premises, she'd completely neglected to apologize to him. Or even see if he was okay. She didn't know what else to do in the moment, and comforting wasn't exactly her forte...

Well, Odette was somewhat relieved to see that the place they'd arrived to was anything but a shithole. That put at least one distant worry out of her head. The place actually looked pretty grandiose, and was already ready for all of them. Hopefully, now that they were on land and being offered...

Well, it looked like everything was calming down. Thank fuck, maybe she could actually a explore up here for a bit before-- "̵O̷D̴E̵T̸T̷E̴!̵ ̴L̶O̴O̴K̵!̶ ̶I̴'̷M̵ ̶K̴I̶N̶G̴ ̵K̵O̸N̷G̴!̶"̵ Odile stood at the top of the slide--and at the literal top, on the roof that covered the area where people...

Odette considered Odile's words. While she knew they were meant to be somewhat funny, there was actually a point to be made there. Since this was just another multiverse fest, there was much less of a point to try to keep things on the down low. Granted, even when she thought this was just a...

Odette, once more, didn't know where she was going. She was merely walking just to walk--to get away from the commotion, the chase, and whatever the fuck else was happening. She just needed to be alone to collect her thoughts, to get her head on straight, to get Odile away from everything. It...

Odile kept her eyes locked on Steven as the Pidgey shot wind at her. She merely arched over and let the small whirlwind fly across her back. She would have said something, but the Aggron apparently had it covered. However, she did enjoy the fear that started to waft off of this...

"SHE'S MY GODDAMN TRAINER!" Wow. Odile's wrath really knew how to work. Odette narrowed her eyes, keeping her hold on Odile's sleeve. "Enora, Pro--" A shadow fell over them, and Odette stopped short just in time to catch sight of the Aggron stepping into the middle of things. If she weren't...

"W̵e̶l̷l̵,̷ ̷s̴o̸m̴e̶b̵o̴d̸y̵'̵s̶ ̴g̶o̴n̴n̷a̴ ̷d̵i̸e̸,̵ ̸a̸n̵d̸ ̶i̶t̶'̷s̶ ̸p̸r̷o̴b̴a̶b̶l̴y̴ ̷g̴o̶n̴n̵a̷ ̴b̷e̸ ̷y̸o̸u̶,̶ ̵b̶o̵z̵o̸.̸" Seriously, this was so easy. She'd barely done anything and she already had this bird coming at her. This was going to be a fantastic trip. Two battles happening...

"̵B̴u̶t̷ ̶t̴h̸a̶t̷'̴s̶ ̶a̷ ̶g̵o̶o̵d̵ ̵t̷h̵i̶n̷g̵,̷ ̷r̶i̶g̵h̶t̴?̴"̴ "No, it's not! Stop egging everyone on!" "̴S̵t̷o̷p̷ ̶e̴g̶g̶i̴n̷g̷ ̴e̶v̶e̸r̶y̵o̴n̷e̵ ̵o̷n̵.̶"̵ "Don't start with that dumb mimicking bullshit." "D̷o̸n̵'̵t̶ ̸s̴t̵a̴r̶t̴ ̶w̸i̷t̶h̴ ̴t̸h̸a̵t̷ ̷d̴u̴m̶b̵ ̵m̵i̵m̸i̵c̵k̴i̷n̸g̷...

Odile stepped onto the floor, leaving behind her shocked host and the goody-two-shoes Sylveon as she brushed herself off. Really, what the fuck did she have to do to get some heat going? She had some solid momentum with the altercation between her new best friends--Odette was about to punch that...

Well. There was that apology she wasn't expecting to get. She shot a surprised look at Nate as he, well, actively tried to do what she'd been doing earlier. Deescalate. He was smiling now, so clearly something she'd said had resonated with him. Or maybe he thought it was funny that he was...

"That's what you're bothering me about? At a time like this?" Enora yipped. She heard the sound of a battle ensuing at another end of the bar, and cringed to herself. That wasn't going to bode well. "I apologize for my terseness, but this is not the time. Yes, she understands me, and for...

Enora was far too caught up in trying to bring Odette back down from her anger high that she barely noticed the two birds pestering her to speak. When it finally dawned on her that she was being spoken too, she released her hold on Odette’s sleeve and turned to Jack. “What?” she snapped. It...

“I was,” Odette spat. “For my own goddamn sake. And yet, I can only take so many people thinking I’m a damn child before I lose my fucking mind. Wild concept, isn’t it?” Enora sighed deeply and took the sleeve of Odette’s shirt in her mouth. She began to tug on it. “Odette, this really isn’t...

She didn’t realize just how close she was to her limit until she suddenly couldn’t hold herself back anymore. “Who the FUCK are you calling a kid?” she snarled with such violent conviction, the lights flickered. She didn’t seem to notice. “I’ll shove one of those goddamn bottles so far up...

Odette couldn’t help but…smile. Just a little. She was much more gracious than she was anticipating. That’s what she got for judging a book by its cover, she supposed. It was almost funny watching the absolute visceral reaction she had to the tequila. Odette felt a brief sense of triumph wash...

W̵A̵I̴T̴, Odile gasped. I̴ ̶F̴U̶C̶K̵I̵N̷G̷ ̵L̸I̷K̴E̶ ̴H̶I̶M̵ ̴T̸O̶O̷.̷ ̴L̵E̴T̵ ̵M̴E̶ ̷C̵A̸T̵C̵A̴L̷L̸ ̵H̶I̴M̵ ̸P̸L̶E̴A̸S̵E̸ ̷O̷H̶ ̵P̵L̵E̸A̴S̶E̴ ̷O̸H̸ ̶P̴L̴E̴A̸S̵E̵ ̸O̴H̸ ̴P̶L̷E̶A̷S̸E̶ ̵O̸H̵ ̵P̶L̶E̵A̷S̴E̵ ̸O̵H̸ ̵P̸L̴E̴A̸S̶E̶ ̷O̷H̵ ̴P̴L̵E̵A̵S̶E̷-̵-̷ ODILE, CATCALLING IS BAD. THEY'RE TRYING TO MAKE...

Well it seemed that the tanky woman had a voice. D̴A̷M̸M̷I̴T̷,̶ ̶O̶D̴E̴T̴T̶E̸.̶ ̸L̶O̶O̴K̶ ̶W̷H̸A̴T̴ ̶Y̵O̷U̷ ̴D̷I̶D̴.̶ ̷S̷H̴E̵ ̵C̸A̵T̷C̸A̴L̶L̸E̸D̶ ̷H̵I̵M̴ ̴B̶E̴F̸O̴R̸E̵ ̷I̵ ̶D̵I̸D̷.̷ ̸ Odette rolled her eyes, just as the bartender returned with her teeny drink. She raised it to him and nodded...