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Odette had been so wildly lost in her thoughts over what she just overheard. What was she even supposed to do about that? There was no way she could ever consider approaching her now, not when-- Clack. Clack. Clackclclickclickclick... Her brow furrowed, and she slowly turned her head, trying...

Did they seriously not fucking get it? Did people still not realize this was a meeting of parallel universes? Shit, fucking Wes got into a borderline deadly brawl with a mirror universe image of him, and they were still discussing the prospects of it? Really? Maybe it was so damn obvious to her...

She suddenly wanted to throw up. Truth be told, she wasn't even hungry anymore, so she wasn't sure why she bothered getting food at all. It was probably a mistake to come down here. She pushed her plate away and rested her cheek in her palm as she watched Odile and Enora go to town on their...

Snap. The plastic serving spoon she'd been holding broke in half under her grasp. She didn't realize she'd been standing there, listening, squeezing, until it quite literally popped apart in her hand. A slight pain traveled up her palm, and she recoiled back in shock. When she registered what...

Odette silently entered the cafe. She was still dressed in her dancewear, down to the tights and black jazz shoes as she hustled through the door. One of the only things that could possibly lift her spirits was a good dance rehearsal, and being that she wasn't home to actually attend, she was...

Third floor was the best choice. Their room had clearly been tailored to meet the needs of flying Pokemon, which is exactly what Odile's hyperactive ass needed. A room with enough leg room to soar around without breaking anything, and enough places to perch where she could hang upside down or...

Odette put her hands up quickly and took a step back. This is more or less what she expected, but it still managed to fill her stomach with a sense of dread. “A-ah take it easy!” she stammered. “I said she’s my Pokemon. She’s not dangerous, I swear, don’t jump a damn gun, please.” She looked...

"No worries; it's a lot to take in. I only know what I know because my Nana is big into Pokemon Pageants and filled my brain with it while I was growing up." She leaned down to eye Olivia closely. "I know most of the Eons--especially the Umbeon, Espeon, and Sylveon trio--have similar fur...

She could plainly see that he was slightly irked by being interrupted, and she supposed she understood. Perhaps it could have waited, but she also didn't want to see Enora so mopey because she acted out of line (at least, for herself). So, she'd put up with raining on this guy's dinner for a few...

Well, Enora didn't want to be impolite and leave Odette to do her bidding for her. She figured her bacon was safe on it's own for a bit, so she hopped off her chair and pranced over. And boy was she glad she did. Now there was another very nice woman showering her with compliments. This was...

Enora pointed behind her. "She's over there talking to somebody! I'm just finding a table." But, now she was determined to get some more bacon. She wouldn't dare harass this man anymore for some, but she could bother Odette. She waved excitedly as the man turned to leave. "I appreciate you...

Hm. The other two Eons didn't appear to be as friendly as their human, but it looked like he was doing well at keeping their manners in check. And if he insisted, it would still be rude to not take him up on his offer. She offered an apologetic look to the Umbreon, and then the Espeon, before...

"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...