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In the Kingdom of Laozia
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Pokémon RP → In the Kingdom of LaoziaBut slowly they relaxed, fanning out. "I don't know," they said. "Am I supposed to be her keeper?" Their tone was humorous, but edged with something else.
Luther glanced at the door. He frowned and glanced at Muffin. "You hear that?" he asked. "It sounds like... someone's knocking. But the place is open so..." he trailed off and slid himself off the chair. "I'm going to open it," he announced to no one in particular, and trotted across the café to the door.
He paused in front of it- Why might I regret this?- And then lifted a paw, placing it on the handle-
And pulled it open.
Kim looked up at the Glameow. She was sitting on the top step with her feet outstretched and her hands wrapped around her chest.
Luther hid a gag, masking a shudder beneath a cough. He turned to the Pokémon outside, ready to say something- and stared at her. "Oh. It's... you..." The other annoying one. What's she doing back here? Is she looking for that stupid cat?
Luther was dying internally due to the conversation in the back. But the girl in front of him seemed a little hurt... He frowned. Okayyyy. "You 'kay, girl?" He tilted his head to the side, trying to look non-threatening and took a step forward. Careful... injured Pokémon bite.
Luther hesitated. He could just close the door on her face... but staring down at her, he was moved to pity. He shifted to the side. "Come in," he said quietly. "It's cold outside."
The Oddish nearly jumped for joy, but managed to maintain their dignity. "That's good. You can call me one two you knooooooww-!!" Their eyes had drifted to the door at the creaking. A look of terror spread over their face as they recognized the dripping wet form leaning on Luther.
Rosii jumped from their chair. "I-I have to go," they stammered. "See you later-" They bumped into a table and toppled it. They burst past it, trying to go out the back door-
Willow silently chuckled. I̡̯̤̪͔̲̖̗͍̭͕̱͊͆̀͗̌ͤ'̷̬̤̰͕̱̀̄m̺͇̣̤̲̩̪̮̈́̈́̋͝ ͉͎̀̊́g̸̥͈̻̲̐̄̋ȯ҉̯͚ĩ͖̯̻̙̠͚̔͘n̛̞̣̦̆͒͐g̸̻̮̪̣̈ ͓̭̀ͧ͠ẗ̶͈̺̺̖ō̔͏̝̼̬̖̝̜ ̷̝͔̞̰̲̰̟͚̔k̨͓̱̠̺̰͙̺̏̉̌̚ì̵̠̭̠̙̻̞̗̦͂͆l̛̫̻̯̓͐ͅl̦̩̀͐͌ͩ͡ ̰̹̲̯̚͜ḥ̵̘̼̝̩̹́́ͣe̋̉̐̌͏̙̦͖͚͎͔̞r͉̗̝̩̋͞
Willow always had a corrupted mind.
He braced his shoulder, even though it was beginning to ache. He'd have to set her down soon. And get away from her...
Suspicious Pokémon he thought to himself. He didn't want to touch her any more than necessary.