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Odette gave Kora a thumbs up. “Fantastic choice. The choice of champions. He’ll hate that.” She blinked, as if something caught her eye. She inhaled a loud, exaggerated gasp, as she pointed at the booth with the pool noodles and rubber weaponry. “No. Fricken. Way,” she yelled, clamping her...

Odette rolled her eyes up to the sky as she tongued the inside of her cheek. Her gaze flexed over to Dorien, still in Red’s vicinity. That wouldn’t fucking do. Quickly, her eyes shot over to a nearby game booth, where she noticed a variety of blow-up and foam toys. Hammers, mallets, fucking...

Noticing the way Robin balled her fist, she held up her hands defensively. “Nothing crazy. Just a simple chilled bottle of water would do. One for me and the Zoroarck, maybe?” She suddenly perked up, as if she’d heard something. Her eyes traveled to the nearby snack booth, and she pointed to...

Odette was a trained enough actress to know when things were rehearsed and weren’t. Then again, the exaggerated voice was enough of a dead giveaway for her. Probably something related to Robin’s unwanted “cult” leader status. “Hm. So very deep,” she said with a similar sounding “storyteller”...

A bitter smile. “Whats-his-face and the cult go hand in hand. Nice to know somebody else knows the similar struggle.” A bitter laugh. “I have to watch my back big time.” Odette also jumped at the arrival of the Zoroark. She hadn’t caught this ones name, but it was the one giving Dorien a hard...

Odile gasped. O̴H̸,̶ ̷I̷ ̴R̷E̶M̶E̴M̶B̸E̶R̵ ̶H̵E̸R̵ ̶T̸O̴O̵.̶ ̷I̵ ̵s̷t̸o̵l̴e̸ ̴h̶e̸r̶ ̵p̴o̴w̴e̶r̸s̵!̷ ̵ Odette blinked. What the absolute hell did you do in that game, dude?

“Oh, you fucking too, huh?” She cocked her head sympathetically. “Not about the Pokemon, but more about the ‘having a cult formed around you’ thing,” she corrected. She shook her head solemnly. “No good deed goes unpunished, you know. Best thing you can do is armor up.” She snickered at that...

“Can most likely assume it wasn’t a dream, whatever it was.” Y̸e̶a̴h̸ ̶I̵’̴m̵ ̷p̴r̸e̸t̴t̸y̴ ̵s̵u̶r̷e̶ ̴t̴h̶i̵s̷ ̵i̴s̷ ̸t̷h̵e̵ ̸s̷a̶m̶e̶ ̴W̴i̶n̷o̷n̷a̴ ̴I̷ ̷e̸l̷i̶m̶i̷n̵a̶t̷e̴d̸ ̸i̶n̸ ̴t̴h̸e̸ ̵l̷a̸s̶t̴ ̶g̴a̸m̸e̸.̴ ̵T̴e̷l̴l̷ ̴h̷e̴r̴ ̶I̴’̷m̴ ̴s̴o̵r̸r̶y̸ ̷t̴h̵a̷t̸ ̶I̷’̸m̴ ̵n̵o̶t̵ ̸s̷o̴r̷r̸y̸.̶ No...

Odette offered a half smile. “Don’t look so annoyed. I play the mindless bimbo role a little too well,” she assured. D̴O̵E̵S̵ ̷S̷H̷E̷ ̴T̶H̷I̷N̵K̶ ̴S̴H̷E̴’̵S̸ ̵A̴ ̴B̵E̶T̵T̸E̴R̷ ̴B̴A̶C̶K̵U̷P̸ ̶T̴H̶A̷N̵ ̸I̵ ̷A̴M̷?̴ ̴F̷I̶G̵H̸T̶ ̷H̶E̶R̷.̶ ̴F̵I̶G̴H̴T̷ ̷H̷E̶R̸ ̶N̷O̵W̵. Odile’s sudden outburst caused...

“Mm, expert dodge, Red. Really wish I could come up with comebacks as quick as you. Truly.” He couldn’t help but laugh. He didn’t appear bothered that he was touched, but he opted to point a playful finger at Kora. “You? Put me in my place?” he chuckled. “Alright. If you say so.” He flexed...

Dorien made a ‘shut up’ motion to Kora as he spoke. “See, if all of that were coming from,” he pointed at Gen, “him, that would all mean something. But because you’re speaking as the middle man, you might as well be spewing static.” He waved a dismissive hand. “You can be on your way now. I...

Dorien felt his heart melt. Well, at least one of these Chads were talking some fucking sense. He instinctively wrapped one of his arms around Odette’s shoulders and yanked her close. The violent expression she was wearing fled clean off her face, only to be replaced by a loving grin. She had to...

Dorien laughed and held up his hand. “Goodness, no. I know how to do without.” He then held his arms out to his sides. “Buuuut when you have the money to buy the machines, you might as well. They’re far more fun.” Dorien thought he was going to snap. Somebody else was approaching his—oh no...

“Her boyfriend,” Dorien said darkly. “And you are?” “This is Wallce,” Odette said stiffly. “Don’t be a dick.” “I’m not being a dick, I’m just really excited to meet all these friends you have, Doll.” Odette tried her very, very best to not sigh outright. She was momentarily distracted by...

Dorien was far too preoccupied with dealing with Red and this blonde chick to notice the newcomer waving. Odette, however, sent her a questioning look, before deciding to return the salute.

She blinked a few times, then realized she realized she knew who she was looking at. “Oh!” she gasped, then pointed a finger at him. “…Wallace, right?” she said tentatively. Dorien bristled. Another man talking to her? He was going to explode. Doesn’t that drive you mad? She’s a pretty...

Dorien stared at Lusamine like she had several heads. “Repeat that first sentence you just said. Nonhuman sexes. Pokemon are nonhuman. That’s all I was getting at. I wasn’t regarding you so maybe keep to yourself, yeah?” Another fucking person calling her name? First Red, now…a woman with...

Furrowing his brow, Dorien placed a hand on his hip. “I believe the term you want is ‘male.’ ‘Boy’ implies that you’re a human, and you’re a Pokemon.” “It’s…it’s the same thing,” Odette said dejectedly. “No, no. The connotations are different.” He paused for a while, then looked back down at...

Dorien frowned. “Well you can’t correct me and not tell me the correction. Being polite is a two way street.”

Dorien held his hand over his heart, moving his eyes back and forth between Odette and the Oshawott. “Wow, you weren’t kidding,” he said. “It has a functioning voice box and everything.” Odette slowly brought her hand up to rub the space between her eyebrows. She already looked tired...